Evil Spirit Consultant

Chapter 297 The Fundamental Nature of Solidification

After a period of communication, Yang Liu and Shen Zhe became quite familiar with each other.

Later, as Uga Shoji's injuries improved, he and Yokota Teru joined the three of them in their conversation, and they moved to the newly built Eifukuji Temple.

In a quiet room deep within the temple, simple cushions are laid on tatami mats, and several cups of steaming tea are placed on a low table. The aroma of tea, mixed with a faint sandalwood scent, creates an atmosphere suitable for intimate conversation.

Yang Liu, Yokota Teru, and Uga Shoji and Jiang Miaozhi, whose injuries had initially stabilized, sat together.

Having shared life and death at Lake Mikazuki, both sides still maintain their respective positions and secrets, but their level of trust has undoubtedly increased considerably. At least when facing the common enemy of the Japanese government's "god-making plan," they can conduct deeper intelligence exchanges.

“So,” Yokota Teru broke the silence, looking at Shen Zhe, “the reason you came here specifically to investigate Japan’s ‘god-making plan’ is… because of a Japanese scholar who has been spreading this around?”

Shen Zhe nodded, picked up his teacup, took a sip to moisten his throat:

“That’s right. About a few months ago, a message suddenly began circulating in the international community of supernatural beings that the Japanese government was secretly carrying out a ‘major operation’ that could potentially overturn the world order. And the source of this message pointed to a top Japanese scholar named Seiichi Miyamoto.”

“Miyamoto Seiichi?” Uga Shouji frowned slightly upon hearing this. “I seem to have heard of that name before. He seems to be a rather famous professor?”

“It is him,” Shen Zhe confirmed. “This Professor Miyamoto has been spreading rumors in his academic circles that Japan may be conducting some kind of dangerous experiment. Although he has not provided any conclusive evidence, nor has he specified what kind of experiment it is, given his status and influence in the academic world, these remarks are enough to attract the attention and vigilance of various countries.”

Jiang Miaozhi added from the side, her tone a mix of admiration and amusement: "And this Professor Miyamoto is incredibly cunning! He ran away immediately after leaking the information, giving the Japanese authorities no chance to arrest him. As far as we know, he first went to the Americas, stayed in the United States for a few days, and used his network of connections to delay the leak to the local intelligence agencies. By the time the Japanese realized what was happening, he had already left the United States for Europe and found a few small countries to do the same! Now he's probably hiding in some nook and cranny."

“The Japanese hate Professor Miyamoto with a passion,” Shen Zhe continued. “They’ve sent a large number of people around the world to search for him, but all their efforts have been in vain. He’s like a slippery eel, impossible to catch. And wherever he goes, he shouts even louder about Japan having ‘big moves,’ making the whole world know that Japan has been acting a bit ‘abnormally’ lately. Our visit this time was only after headquarters assessed the credibility of his intelligence and combined it with information from other channels before deciding to conduct an in-depth investigation. Ultimately, we confirmed that they are indeed restarting their ‘deification plan.’”

Listening to Shen Zhe and Jiang Miaozhi's description, Yang Liu paused slightly in her teacup, and her expression became somewhat strange.

Miyamoto Seiichi... he was all too familiar with that name.

That seemingly unkempt, ordinary old man, but who was exceptionally perceptive and decisive in crucial moments—the graduate advisor.

While at the University of Tokyo, Professor Miyamoto sensed something was amiss in Tokyo and suddenly vanished, leaving behind only a vague email "recommending" him for an internship at a primary or secondary school on Nokojima Island in Fukuoka...

If names might be duplicated, then this style of doing things, this opportunistic and swift escape technique... and this ability to stir up trouble and fan the flames everywhere...

The more I listen, the more he sounds like his "dear" mentor.

Countless thoughts flashed through Yang Liu's mind in an instant, but he ultimately did not voice his conjecture.

If Miyamoto Seiichi is indeed stirring up trouble behind the scenes in this way, then his purpose and position become extremely complicated, and it would be unwise to rashly associate oneself with him.

He decided to keep this question to himself for the time being.

The group then moved on to discuss several other topics.

At this moment, Jiang Miaozhi, who had always been curious about Yang Liu's pure and powerful physique, couldn't help but ask, "Um... Brother Yang Liu, may I ask you a question? It might be a bit presumptuous."

Yang Liu looked up at her and nodded: "Go ahead and ask."

“Well…” Jiang Miaozhi organized her thoughts, “When I watch you fight, it’s just pure strength and speed. I can’t sense any energy fluctuations. Is it some kind of special training method?” This was a question that Yokota Teru, Uga Shoji, and even Shen Zhe were all curious about.

Yang Liu's power is beyond doubt, but his body is completely empty, with no signs of any extraordinary energy flowing through it, which is very counterintuitive.

"To be honest, I'm not very clear about my own physical problems. I've tried to refine spiritual energy, but I haven't succeeded yet." Yang Liu frowned slightly upon hearing this, as this was a problem that had troubled him for many years.

He could clearly feel the immense life force and spiritual power within his body that far exceeded that of ordinary people, but no matter how he tried, he could not refine these forces into so-called "spiritual power," let alone release them to form spells.

As a result, although he is quite strong, he can only fight using his own body so far.

After hearing Yang Liu's words, the others were also somewhat puzzled, but Jiang Miaozhi seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and her eyes lit up:
"Ah! I suddenly thought of a possibility! Our family's martial arts manual mentions an extremely rare situation!"

She looked at Yang Liu with a hint of excitement and curiosity in her eyes: "Our cultivation emphasizes the dual cultivation of 'body' and 'spirit,' right? 'Body' cultivation refers to the foundation of the body, such as your strength, speed, recovery ability, and mental strength. 'Sex' cultivation is more mysterious. Many people think it refers to mental strength or soul power, but that is actually also considered 'body' cultivation."

“True ‘sexual’ skill refers to our ability to control the ‘living’ power within our bodies, the ability to make that power ‘flow’!”

She gestured as she explained, “You can think of all our energy as a… well… a solid sphere, which is your ‘foundation’. The energy that keeps us alive is only a small part of it, much like the ‘framework’ that makes up the sphere’s shell. Most of the energy inside the frame is ‘reserve energy’ or ‘redundancy’ that’s stored up just in case.”

"The so-called extraordinary individuals are those who can transform and refine this 'redundant' energy into spiritual power, and then make it 'flow,' either to strengthen themselves or to release it as magic. This ability to 'flow' is called 'sexual' power!"

"Therefore, the better a person's 'sexual' skills are, the higher the proportion of 'flowing' power they can mobilize, and the stronger their combat power or spellcasting ability, all while keeping the 'fundamental' total amount unchanged."

At this point, she looked at Yang Liu again, her eyes becoming even more peculiar: "Is it possible... Brother Yang Liu, your situation is... that your 'root' is too 'hard'?"

"Too hard?" Both Teru Yokota and Shoji were puzzled.

“Yes! It’s just too rigid!” Jiang Miaozhi said with certainty. “Think about it, if an ordinary person’s ‘foundation’ is like a ball of air, very loose, elusive and difficult to perceive, then an extraordinary person’s ‘foundation’ is like a cup of water, which can be shaken and made to flow with just a little effort.”

"But if... a person's vitality and mental strength become so incredibly powerful, even beyond the realm of reason, wouldn't their body and soul subconsciously compress this enormous energy at an extremely high intensity in order to maintain their own stability and survival?"

"Like... compressing a gas into a liquid, and then compressing the liquid into... a solid?"

“If your ‘foundation’ has been compressed into a lump of iron or a diamond because of the high density of accumulated life force… then naturally it can’t ‘flow’! Let alone extracting spiritual energy to make it flow, you probably can’t even make it sway slightly!”

Although Jiang Miaozhi's conjecture sounded somewhat unbelievable, it was like a thunderbolt, causing everyone present to fall into deep thought.

Yang Liu was deeply shaken!

What is the "fundamental" aspect of solid-state technology?
Because the accumulated vitality and spiritual energy are too great, they are instinctively highly compressed by the body.
This reminded Yang Liu of the many times she had experienced the ability to "evolve," especially the first two times, each time causing huge changes to her body.

Does this mean that those two evolutions were essentially manifestations of the energy accumulated within one's body exceeding a certain critical point, forcing it to be compressed into another form?

Therefore, it cannot flow or be refined into spiritual power, and can only be manifested through the most primitive and direct means—physical power.

This explanation... seems to fit his situation perfectly!
The mystery that had been troubling him for so long seemed to be illuminated by a ray of light at this moment!
His power may not be that he "lacks" extraordinary energy, but rather... his extraordinary energy exists in his "fundamental" form in an unimaginably extreme "solidified" way!
(End of this chapter)