A Psychiatrist's Bizarre Game Journey / Dream of the Mist

Xing Jinqing was quite frank. After hearing Zhou Ke'er's words, he didn't try to hide anything. Instead, he immediately thought about it carefully. Unfortunately, he couldn't recall that such a thing had happened. He could only apologize to Zhou Ke'er, seemingly never suspecting that Zhou Ke'er might have deliberately lied to him.

The woman next to him showed a hint of displeasure, but because of Xing Jinqing, she didn't say anything.

"Huh?"

Zhou Ke'er deliberately dragged out her words, then changed the subject: "Although it's a little sad to be forgotten, I don't dislike your honest answer. So let me give you a hint: that day at the school gate, you were the one who spoke to me first, and then Alex from the Western pantheon came along... Do you remember now?"

Xing Jinqing blinked blankly, then honestly replied, "I do have some recollection of that incident, but... but the person I spoke to that day was clearly a man?"

"That's right, that's me."

Zhou Ke'er readily admitted it and was about to continue when she suddenly noticed Alex, who seemed to have just run over, but whose expression was inexplicably complicated. She couldn't help but ask Alex curiously, "Hey? Alex, what are you doing here? Don't you have class at this time?"

"I..."

Seeing the others all looking at him, Alex stammered slightly and said awkwardly, "I just found out that Xing Jinqing, the classmate you're looking for, should be here right now, so I was thinking of helping you find him... but it seems like it's not really necessary now."

Xing Jinqing found this rather strange. Although he didn't know how Zhou Ke'er, who had previously appeared as a man, had now become a woman, it wasn't too surprising, as many deities could switch between male and female forms. He just didn't understand why she had come to see him.

So Xing Jinqing didn't ask any more questions, but just looked at Zhou Ke'er gently, as if waiting for her to explain why she wanted to see him.

Zhou Ke'er hesitated for a few seconds, just about to say something, when she heard a sharp "hissing..." sound.

I instinctively turned around and saw that the previously normal space had suddenly been torn open by a tiny crack, and then a hand slowly reached out from the crack.

Along with that came a voice that Zhou Ke'er had heard not long ago.

"I told you, didn't I? No matter where you go, I will find you again! You are my one and only..."

Immediately, the crack slowly widened, and a man dressed in white robes, with an otherworldly and refined appearance, floated out from the crack. However, his pupils were a mixture of blood and black, and strange patterns seemed to be faintly visible on his face, as if he had been possessed by a demon. This starkly contrasted with his gentle and affectionate expression, making people feel uneasy upon seeing him.

"Who goes there! How did you manage to trespass here?!"

Xing Jinqing's eyes widened in shock upon seeing this—good heavens, the Divine Academy's defense system was as flimsy as paper, easily breached by this dangerous individual of unknown origin?!

But it's clearly not because the Divine Academy's defenses are too weak; the only explanation must be...

The newcomer is too powerful!

However, Mo Bugui completely ignored Xing Jinqing, instantly disappearing from his spot and reappearing behind Zhou Ke'er. He gently reached out and embraced her waist, leaning down to rest his head on her shoulder as if lightly inhaling her hair, and said with rapture, "What rich spiritual energy! Is this the Immortal Realm? I knew it, I knew you, Yanran, were not an ordinary woman, but I never imagined you were a banished immortal! No wonder, no wonder... This... this makes me want you even more?!"

Damn, how did this guy find this place so quickly?! Did he do something to this body, like positioning?

And... why was the Divine Academy so easily infiltrated? That's too strange, isn't it? Mo Bugui was just a minor boss in some sub-world, how could he bypass the Divine Academy's defenses and tear through space to break in?

No wonder Zhou Ke'er was so easily brought in by Ai Lei back then! It turns out that the defense mechanism of the Divine Academy... is like a simp's girlfriend—it simply doesn't exist!

Zhou Ke'er couldn't help but mentally rant, "And... damn it, it's not just my imagination, right?! I have this feeling that Mo Bugui has awakened some new fetish, why does he seem to be getting more and more effeminate? And he's even starting to give off a bit of a yandere vibe!"

However... in that case, it could also be used as a weakness.

Zhou Ke'er immediately shoved Mo Bugui away, glaring at him coldly, and said, "Didn't I already say? I won't accept you, for the same reason as the first time! If you continue like this, I'd rather kill myself!"

As she spoke, the Azure Trace Sword instantly appeared in Zhou Ke'er's hand, and she held it horizontally in front of her neck without hesitation.

"No, you will accept me... We have a very, very long time."

Mo Bugui looked at Zhou Ke'er tenderly, but Zhou Ke'er felt a chill run down her spine. "You won't die. Even if I search the highest heavens and the deepest hells, I will find you again and bring you back to my side... From now on, no matter what happens, we can never be separated!"

Damn, why did I have to mess with this jerk?

Even Zhou Ke'er couldn't help but feel a pang of regret. Why did he have to go and flirt with other people? Now he's really gotten himself into big trouble!

"Who exactly are you? How dare you trespass into the Divine Academy... And didn't you see she was unwilling? Who are you trying to impress with this disgusting act!"

Alex finally couldn't hold back any longer, and a jet-black scythe suddenly appeared in his hand—it looked brand new, after all, the previous one had been given to Red Crane by Zhou Ke'er.

"Where did this clown come from? Can't you see I'm talking to Yanran? Hmph, you look like a barbarian from another realm, neither human nor ghost. How can such a pollutant like you exist in the Immortal Realm? Really..."

Mo Bugui immediately turned and glared at Alex, racist remarks tumbling out instantly. His eyes seemed to churn with carnage, and a murderous intent emanated from them.

"I advise you not to act rashly."

Xing Jinqing frowned deeply, gripping the three-pointed double-edged sword that had appeared out of nowhere, staring intently at Mo Bugui—the pressure Mo Bugui exerted on him was immense, comparable even to that of the graduates who had become gods.

Just then, Zhou Ke'er suddenly sensed a very faint, yet strangely familiar, aura...

It is the origin of the world! Or rather, the will of the world!

Could it be that Mo Bugui has devoured the will of the world? No wonder he's suddenly become ridiculously strong!

## Chapter 477, Section 472: Living Off a Soft Rice

That must be it. No wonder Zhou Ke'er was saying that it was just an ordinary little boss, but now it can tear through space and come to the main world. It must be because it devoured the world's will.

It's just unknown what happened in that sub-world after that module, which allowed Mo Bugui to usurp power.

"You dare to raise your weapons against me? Do you even consider yourselves immortals? You're far too weak, you've really disappointed me!"

Mo Bugui's lips curled up slightly as he watched the woman beside Xing Jinqing flee away with a solemn expression, seemingly wanting to call for reinforcements. However, he did not stop her, but instead looked at Alex and Xing Jinqing with a confident expression.

The difference in strength was already quite obvious in his eyes—could a cultivator of this level really be called an "immortal"?

waste!

"Only Yanran..." Mo Bugui gazed at Zhou Ke'er with rapt attention, murmuring to himself: "Only Yanran deserves to be called an immortal! How dare that lowly thing be compared to Yanran? Who gave them the audacity!"

Zhou Ke'er pursed her lips and lowered the Bihen Sword that was held in front of her neck—it posed no threat to Mo Bugui.

This is indeed a tricky situation. If, as he claims, a tracking mark has been placed on Zhou Ke'er's soul, then no matter where he runs, he will be found; escaping is futile. Even if he commits suicide, abandons this body, and revives in the safe house, Mo Bugui will still find him...

We must eliminate him here, or the consequences will be dire.

However, the chances of winning by force are extremely slim. Although we can only try to see if we can win for now, or even buy time for reinforcements, we still need to quickly consider our plans for if we lose the battle and prepare a backup plan.

"Clang!"

A slight sound suddenly came.

Mo Bugui seemed to have been standing still without making any move, but Alex, who was charging towards him wielding the Death Scythe, seemed to have been hit by a heavy blow from nowhere. Not only was he sent flying backward, but even the blade of the Death Scythe in his hand was instantly broken into several pieces.

Mo Bugui didn't even glance at him, but continued walking lightly towards Zhou Ke'er, saying as if no one else was there, "It's the aura left behind by that remnant soul. Ah, it's truly disgusting. How dare you leave such a lowly cultivation technique as a treasure for Yanran? You're like a frog in a well, truly laughable! And you dare call this kind of cultivation technique the Yanran Technique? It's a disgrace to the name!"

As he spoke, he reached out and stroked Zhou Ke'er's cheek. His blood-red eyes reflected her face, as if they could only hold her face. "Yanran, if you can accept trash like this, why can't you accept me? I've also compiled a cultivation technique for you. Why don't you compare it with mine yourself? Let you decide which technique is worthy of being called the Yanran Technique, okay?"

As Mo Bugui finished speaking, a flood of information rushed into Zhou Ke'er's mind, and the system notification sounded instantly.

[A cultivateable technique detected: "Smoke-Scented Technique" (?)]

Title: "The Art of Smoke" (?)

[Quality: Legendary (Specific individual quality: ???)]

[Category: Cultivation Technique (A Branch of Immortal Cultivation System)]

[Special Effect 1: You are the spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy is you. Even just breathing will allow you to inhale a large amount of spiritual energy, and you don't need to worry about the limit of spiritual energy capacity, because... there is no limit.]

[Special Effect 2: Spiritual Energy Manipulation. See the spiritual energy within others? Don't worry, what's yours is yours, and what belongs to others is still yours. If you want to use it, the spiritual energy within others becomes yours.]

[Special Effect 3 (Unlocked at Foundation Establishment)]

[Special Effect 4 (Golden Core Unlocked)]

…………

[Note: "I gave Yanran a skill item that others are commenting on? Get lost!" — Mo Bugui]

"grass!"

Zhou Ke'er's eyes nearly widened in disbelief. This cultivation technique was simply too overpowered! The Yanran Technique left behind by Jun Lian could be described as merely strong, but this was practically a bug! It was equivalent to an ordinary cultivator breaking through to the next level without any bottlenecks! And it would directly become the nemesis of cultivators using other spiritual energy systems...

Although Zhou Ke'er's breakthrough wasn't due to the amount of spiritual power, this cultivation technique could still be used as a trump card for him...

Forget it, why don't I just give in to Mo Bugui?

Zhou Ke'er couldn't help but have this thought immediately come to mind—anyway, Mo Bugui couldn't sleep with her in this game. She only needed to use her looks to increase her strength rapidly. Once she surpassed Mo Bugui, she could kick him aside, kill him, and scatter his ashes to prevent future troubles. Wouldn't that be wonderful?

Well, Zhou Ke'er is enduring humiliation and biding her time, not just being greedy... cough cough, what does it mean that where there's a will, there's a way, and that the Qin Pass will eventually fall to Chu? It means that those who persevere will be rewarded, and that three thousand Yue soldiers can conquer Wu!

"Bah!"

In the blink of an eye, Xing Jinqing's sparking three-pointed double-edged sword was already close to Mo Bugui's face.

"Are all the trash in the Immortal Realm so blind? We already spared your life, didn't you see what happened to that barbarian from another realm? You're truly stubborn and unrepentant!"

Mo Bugui didn't even turn his head, he just snorted coldly, and the sharp three-pointed double-edged knife actually melted and evaporated rapidly starting from the tip of the blade.

If Xing Jinqing hadn't let go in time, the rapidly melting three-pointed double-edged sword might have melted away along with his arm.

Mo Bugui was surrounded by a hazy black mist, exuding an eerie aura, as if some terrifying being was lurking beneath his body.

The strangest thing was that this eerie aura resonated with the strangeness within Zhou Ke'er's body in some inexplicable way—the character "壹" (one) appeared faintly in Zhou Ke'er's right pupil.

Immediately afterwards, an eerie aura, even deeper and darker than that emanating from Mo Bugui, surged forth from Zhou Ke'er.

It was an evil force. The evil force overflowing in Zhou Ke'er's body was boiling wildly and uncontrollably, and the cultivation technique that Mo Bugui had just forced on him instantly began to operate on its own.

Zhou Ke'er seemed to transform into a vortex of spiritual energy, with the spiritual energy scattered in the surrounding world being swept up by a powerful vacuum cleaner and poured into her body.

"!"

Seeing this, Mo Bugui couldn't help but show a look of surprise, but it quickly turned into ecstasy. He laughed loudly, "Hahaha, I never expected... I never expected! Yanran, you also cultivate demonic arts! The demonic path you cultivate is the same as mine! I was just worried about how immortals and demons could combine, this is truly an unexpected joy... We are simply a match made in heaven, a pair destined by the heavens!"

"What happened here?!"

Just then, a majestic, god-like man arrived swiftly on a cloud with a serious expression. Looking at Mo Bugui and Zhou Ke'er, who were clearly the main villains, as well as Alex lying on the ground, whose life or death was unknown, and Xing Jinqing, who was seriously injured and unable to move for some reason, he couldn't help but frown and mutter to himself.

## Chapter 478, Section 473: Say something!

"Interesting. It seems the Immortal Realm isn't as weak as I thought."

Mo Bugui's black mist quickly receded and hid within his body, leaving only his scarlet and pitch-black pupils staring at the newcomer.

The man who arrived riding on a cloud felt much stronger to him than Alex and Xing Jinqing had just arrived; they were on completely different levels.

"I am Yun Chang'an, the Righteous God of Thunder, the Thunder Commander Yuanming Zhenjun. May I ask who you are? State your name!"

The man who arrived on a cloud flashed lightning with both hands, staring intently at Mo Bugui and asking in a deep voice—this man gave him a very dangerous feeling, and roughly calculating, his chances of winning were no more than 60%. As a righteous god in the Heavenly Court's pantheon, he had indeed rarely seen such a powerful stranger.

Someone with this level of power should basically be a mid-level deity in any of the major pantheons.

If it were merely at the level of a mid-level deity, it would be relatively easy to deal with. However, the power system it employs seems to have a natural restraining effect on spiritual power. Although divine power has transcended the realm of spiritual power, it is still inevitably affected to some extent.

While Yun Chang'an and Mo Bugui were confronting each other, Zhou Ke'er's mind was in chaos. An excessive amount of spiritual energy surged into her body. In theory, under the special effects of the technique, it should have been fine, but this caused an imbalance between the total amount of spiritual energy and the total amount of evil energy in her body. In an instant, the evil energy that had been relatively obedient and stable suddenly began a violent counterattack, forcibly polluting and devouring the spiritual energy that had surged in.