Chapter 181: Innate Talent—Mind's Eye
Chapter 181: Innate Talent—Mind’s Eye (Requesting Monthly Votes)
Lin Qi slowly rose, watching the information pop up on his Status Panel.
Beep!
He exhaled sharply, expelling a thick cloud of stale air. Sweat dripped to the ground as a grin tugged at his lips.
Finally! He’d finally surpassed 15% fusion rate!
With his Templatefusion Rate breaking through 15%, he could feel a new Innate Talent awakening within him.
He stood straighter and called out, voice steady.
“Xiaochan, are you ready?”
“Master, everything’s prepared!” Xiaochan nodded firmly.
Lin Qi settled onto the floor in a meditative position, waiting for the transformation to begin.
[Your Template compatibility has reached 15%. Transformation will begin in 10 minutes.]
Boom!
A moment later, a surge of mysterious energy erupted into his body, blasting into his brain like a thunderclap.
It felt like a steel spike, driven by a sledgehammer, piercing his skull.
“Aaahhh!!!”
His eyes bulged, bloodshot and protruding, as he clutched his head, convinced his skull would split open. The pain was unbearable.
This wasn’t just physical transformation—the very essence of his consciousness was being reshaped.
His body ached too, but the agony in his mind eclipsed everything. Even Lin Qi, whose will had been tempered like steel, collapsed to the ground, jaw clenched, emitting guttural roars like a wounded beast.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
His mind thundered as if struck by relentless sledgehammer blows, shattering and rebuilding his brain tissue in cycles.
The pain! It was unbearable!
Each blow slammed into his nerves, every fiber of his being screaming. It felt like a thousand nerves were being crushed at once—worse than any physical torment.
It was hell.
Lin Qi could do nothing but endure, praying for an end.
“Master!!” Xiaochan clenched her fists, eyes watering as she watched him writhe.
Inhale. Exhale.
At last, time lost all meaning.
The pain had erased his awareness of reality. Darkness swallowed him as consciousness slipped away.
…
An hour later.
Lin Qi’s eyes fluttered open, staring at the bright ceiling and the glare of energy-efficient lights. Slowly, his senses returned.
“I was transforming… The mental pain was too much… I passed out.”
His gaze snapped to his Status Panel.
Sure enough, multiple notifications had appeared.
[Your Fusion Rate has reached 15%. After enduring intense physical and mental transformation, you’ve gained a new Innate Talent: Mind’s Eye.]
[Your innate talent for physical cultivation has increased. Innate Talent for martial spirit techniques has strengthened. Innate Talent for spiritual cultivation has surged dramatically.]
…
Mind’s Eye—Innate Talent!
The instant he thought it, more information flooded his mind.
[Mind’s Eye: Grants exceptional observation and insight. Innate Talent for spiritual cultivation far surpasses ordinary individuals.]
[Can detect subtle fluctuations in spiritual power. Unique innate talent for controlling spiritual energy. Enhanced perception…]
Lin Qi’s eyes lit up. This Mind’s Eye talent was powerful—directly boosting his spiritual aptitude.
His future cultivation would accelerate, and his spiritual energy would grow faster than before.
Eager to test it, he reached for a Stamina Elixir on the table, downing it in one gulp. He followed it with an Energy Brew and the nutrient-packed meal in the thermal box.
Moments later, empty containers littered the table and floor.
“Xiaochan, clean up.”
“Yes, Master!”
Xiaochan beamed, thrilled to see him recovered.
Lin Qi studied the sweat-soaked floor where he’d collapsed. His martial arts uniform clung to his body, drenched. He changed into a fresh set, closed his eyes, and felt warmth spread through his limbs. His body hummed with energy as his stomach digested the nutrients.
Within his mind, an eye-like presence formed, scanning his body.
His brows lifted. Everything felt… sharper.
Like a person with farsightedness seeing clearly through glasses, his perception transformed.
He could sense blood flowing, muscles shifting, fascia contracting, organs functioning—every detail crystal clear.
His spiritual energy hadn’t increased—this clarity came purely from his new innate talent.
He opened his eyes, stood, and walked to a metal cabinet. After entering the code, he retrieved a tray of resources: Vital Energy Pills, Azure Marrow Elixirs, and a yellow liquid labeled Spiritual Power Elixir.
He popped the bottle open, drinking the sweet liquid—it tasted like fruit soda.
Next, he pulled an Obsidian Radiance Stone and a crimson scroll from a black metal box, placing them on the floor before resuming his seated position.
“With this new talent speeding my spiritual cultivation… maybe tonight I’ll finally master the Atlas of Calamities.”
He exhaled, face solemn, as he closed his eyes and focused on the Mawfang Hound’s Divine Image within the Obsidian Radiance Stone.
Boom!
Roar!
The Mawfang Hound’s image surged forth—fangs bared, claws slashing, terrifyingly lifelike.
Lin Qi began weaving his technique. Two hundred strokes, swift and precise. In seconds, the beast solidified before shattering its Divine Image.
Lin Qi’s consciousness extended like tendrils, easily merging into the beast’s essence.
This time, it was effortless.
A cool sensation flowed from his body to his brain, refreshing his weary mind.
His Consciousness Realm trembled as clarity washed over him, rejuvenating his spirit.
His fusion accelerated.
Moments later, Lin Qi’s consciousness fully merged—no resistance.
Instantly, he became the Mawfang Hound.
With a thought, the beast tore across his Consciousness Realm, snarling and slashing wildly, fully alive.
Lin Qi’s heart soared. Finally, he’d succeeded—he could now control the Calamity Beast meditation technique.
He turned to the crimson scroll. Unlatching it, he unfolded the special material—metallic yet supple. Drawn on it was an Ironthorn Boar, lifelike and fierce.
As Lin Qi connected his mind to the scroll…
Hrrrrrr!
Silver light flashed. The Ironthorn Boar’s eyes snapped open, spinning to life and charging like a battering ram into his Consciousness Realm.
Lin Qi closed his eyes, summoning the Mawfang Hound. The two beasts clashed violently in his mind—fangs against tusks, clawing, biting, fighting for dominance.
The Ironthorn Boar was powerful, but Lin Qi’s reflexes were sharper.
He knew—defeating this foe would elevate his spiritual power to new heights.
…
(End of Chapter)
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