Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone
Chapter 120 - 82 Her Dream

Chapter 120: Chapter 82 Her Dream

It was quite similar to what Wang Jixuan had thought.

The mass of gloom in Lingtong’s brain had been detonated.

The target of the Young King Worm had always been Lingtong, the earlier minor raids by Blade Beasts on the mining field were to continually strengthen this mass of gloom.

Once the mass of gloom increased to a certain amount, it could be remotely detonated by the Young King Worm to achieve the effect of shattering Lingtong’s soul.

But an unexpected variable had arisen.

Lingtong had encountered a massage therapist, and this massage therapist had helped Lingtong continuously weaken the mass of gloom, to the point that today, when the Young King Worm remotely launched a mental attack to detonate the gloom, it failed to shatter Lingtong’s soul.

This indeed saved Lingtong’s life.

Even so, Lingtong’s current condition was still extremely dangerous.

Her Primordial Soul was languishing, her internal organs faltering, and if the Primordial Soul were further damaged, her body would die.

Wang Jixuan laid her flat on the bed, quickly removed his cumbersome Law Enforcement Team uniform, took down the large spear from his back, unscrewed the spear tip, and cautiously approached Lingtong’s side, lightly tapping a few times on her temples to pierce and let blood.

Lingtong’s mechanical arm began to react on its own, and Wang Jixuan immediately shouted, "Ms. Wan! Make the mechanical arm stop working!"

Before his words fell, the mechanical arm slowly drooped, entering a standby mode for receiving treatment.

Wang Jixuan moved to the head of the bed, secured his horse stance, brought his hands together in a sword finger position, and rapidly traced out two complex talismans, pressing them on Lingtong’s temples.

Her body tensed, arching upwards, continuously emitting soft grunts, with drops of cold sweat emerging on her forehead and cheeks.

The crimson point between Daoist Wang’s eyebrows flickered with light continuously.

Before long, Wang Jixuan was soaked with sweat, the Spiritual Energy in the air continuously surged towards him, and was incessantly depleted.

Lingtong wasn’t a Cultivator; her soul was just that of an ordinary person. Wang Jixuan had to be extremely careful now to open her partially sealed Mud Pill Palace, find her soul, and bestow soul power to her.

This was as challenging as carving a masterpiece on thin ice.

But if he succeeded, it would not only heal her but also grant her a soul power beyond ordinary mortals.

Lingtong gradually relaxed, lying flat, and a faint green light flickered from the tiny crevices of her mechanical arm.

This indicated that her body’s data were starting to improve.

What came next was crucial.

Find her soul!

"The Yellow Court hides the great Dao, the Mud Pill governs the divine, when the Heavenly Soul gathers, I myself will return."

Wang Jixuan took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

The next instant, he seemed to be standing beside a lake as smooth as a mirror.

Half of the lake’s edge was sandy beach, the other half was hills. It was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the blue sky above. In the center of this lake, a flickering flame danced.

Wang Jixuan’s shadow slowly ’approached,’ continuously whispering the name ’Lingtong,’ and the flame seemed to respond.

Suddenly, Wang Jixuan felt a sensation of weightlessness, the mirror-like surface of the lake shattered beneath him, and he fell along with the flame, then both came to a sudden halt, surrounded by shards resembling glass screens that displayed various scenes.

These were Lingtong’s memories.

Wang Jixuan hadn’t intended to pry into Lingtong’s privacy, but he needed to locate that flame and had to keep searching.

Battle, battle, training, battle, undergoing mechanical modifications, battle...

Most of the fragmented memories were of these contents.

She was equipped with various gear, active on the frontline fighting against Blade Beasts, carrying out missions, slicing down one Blade Beast after another, her constantly bouncing ponytail seemed to be her only expression of emotion.

There were also some scenes of her resting.

She would lie on a sofa or bed and quietly fall asleep; these scenes were typically very brief, also indicating that she seldom suffered from insomnia.

Where was the flame?

Wang Jixuan searched around, his attention drawn by several fragments enveloped in dark Qi.

He initially thought it was residual gloom, but up close, he discovered these were the darker parts of Lingtong’s memories.

At eight years old, after completing selection for Battle Girl, she sat on the plane home, watching the fortress where she had lived fall.

Endless Blade Beasts surged into the fortress from the ground; numerous figures ran out of this fortress, and most of them were slain and devoured by the Blade Beasts.

This was her nightmare.

At twelve, in Battle Girl training camp, she and a dozen other girls were grouped together and bullied by several girls.

She broke the glass in the dorm bathroom, took a long shard of glass, and fought back against them, cutting her own hand but remaining completely silent.

She nearly got expelled from the training camp.

At sixteen, she officially participated in battle as an alternate Battle Girl.

She had to pass various assessments to undergo the initial modification, but despite ranking first in all the assessments, her continuous twelve applications were rejected, all with the reason ’excessively strong desire for battle can lead to self-destructive tendencies.’

Her mental state almost collapsed.

At seventeen, the first year after undergoing initial modification surgery.

In the process of battling Blade Beasts with a standard Mecha, her overly aggressive strategy resulted in severe damage to her own Mecha.

She was scolded harshly by the instructor and depressed for a long time.

At eighteen, her first kill.

The mission was to execute several low-level Spirit Ability Users who had defected from Spiritual Ability City. She executed the mission flawlessly.

After completing the mission, she always saw the eyes of one female Spirit Ability User at the moment of her death.

Those eyes were complex, filled with pleading, despair, helplessness, and resignation.

Her emotions were also complex.

Wang Jixuan watched on, initially just glancing, but gradually he began to look more carefully.

’This is beneficial for my Red Dust Heart Refining.’