They spent a long time inside the studio; everything depended on Aizen getting the money.

We can only begin then, so I need to go outside for the interior shots first.

Clear your mind and silently recite the "Golden Light Mantra" you learned from anime.

I thought it was really cool when I saw it, so I memorized it. It took me a lot of hard work to memorize it.

If I had had this kind of perseverance when I was in school, I wouldn't have ended up working as a city management officer.

Through countless eons of cultivation, I will prove my supernatural powers.

Within and beyond the Three Realms, only the Dao is supreme.

My body is bathed in golden light, which illuminates me.

It cannot be seen or heard.

It encompasses heaven and earth, and nurtures all living beings.

If you recite this mantra ten thousand times, your body will be filled with light.

Guardians of the Three Realms, Welcoming Officials of the Five Emperors.

All gods pay homage, and thunder is commanded.

Ghosts and demons lost their courage, and spirits and monsters vanished.

Within lies thunder, and the Thunder God remains anonymous.

With penetrating wisdom and insight, the five vital energies surge forth.

Golden light appeared swiftly, covering and protecting my body.

I don't know how many times I recited it silently, but the scenery around me began to change.

I don't know how much time passed before I suddenly opened my eyes.

The first thing I saw was an IV drip. I was stunned for a long time before I started to look around and realized that I must be in a hospital.

He struggled to sit up, but a wave of dizziness, nausea, and vomiting washed over him.

He was thrown back onto the bed, so it seems the loss to his soul has had an impact.

The commotion startled my younger sister, who was lying by the bed. She looked up at me with a confused expression.

I tilted my head, smiled at her, and said, "Little sister, did you miss me?"

She took at least three seconds to react before letting out a piercing scream.

She suddenly threw herself on me, crying and calling for her brother.

This reaction completely stunned me; time flows more slowly in the "inner world" than in the outside world.

I don't know how long I've been inside, but now it feels like a life-or-death situation, which is a bit scary.

At that moment, a voice came from within: "You have been in a coma for a week since you came out of the inner vision."

Do you really think that tearing apart your soul would have no effect whatsoever on someone who has never cultivated themselves?

Uh, it took me a while to realize it was Aizen.

The dizziness was from lying down for too long.

At this moment, the somewhat thin and haggard mother, carrying a basin of water, hurriedly walked in from outside the door.

The moment she saw that I was awake, tears welled up in her eyes and streamed down her face silently, like a spring in the rain.

Faced with these two most important women in my life, one big and one small, all I could do was endure the waves of headaches and try to comfort them.

At this moment, the responsibility on my shoulders has increased once again.

Although her head was throbbing with pain, she forced herself to get up and answer their concerned questions.

Looking at Aizen, who was gloating beside him, he gained a certain understanding of Aizen's abilities.

The two people, one big and one small, showed no sign of noticing anything.

It's unclear what the upper limit is, or how much impact it will have on superhumans.

Aizen guessed what I meant and said in his mind, "For those who haven't trained in divine arts, it can completely influence them."

The effects diminish after refining the spirit, and completely disappear after merging with the Dao. At that point, the only option left is to activate the Manjushri.

I said "Oh," and that was enough, regardless of what tricks they used.

Just then, the doctor heard the noise and came in, interrupting the two men's torment of me.

After calming myself down and clearing my mind of all distracting thoughts, I looked at the doctor.

The doctor came to the bedside, examined my eyes, shone a flashlight on them, and asked, "How are you feeling? Is there anything that's particularly uncomfortable?"

I thought for a moment and said, "It's alright, but my head is a little dizzy."

The doctor examined the wound on my head again and said, "It's alright. Dizziness is normal, after all, you were unconscious for so long."

The wound is not infected, and all the test results are normal. As long as the person wakes up, there shouldn't be any major problems.

At this moment, my mother wiped away her tears, came up to thank the doctor, and the doctor gave a brief explanation of the precautions before leaving.

My mom came over, picked up my little sister, and asked me, "How are you? Are you hungry? What would you like to eat?"

I pulled one out, and with a fawning smile, said, "Canned yellow peaches."

My mom tapped my head with one finger and said with a helpless expression, "You shouldn't try to be so brave next time."

I got lucky this time, but I might not be so lucky next time. I'm not that capable anyway.

"You even started it, why didn't someone kill you? That would have saved you a lot of trouble later."

I could only make a face and didn't dare to talk back, but my younger sister was quite indignant on my behalf.

She said, "My brother fought for me. They bullied me, and my brother stood up for me. My brother is the coolest."

Haha, I feel quite relieved. After all, the beating wasn't for nothing; at least I got the girl's "friend card."

My mom hugged my little sister helplessly, shook her head with a smile, and turned to me, saying, "Why don't you take a nap a little longer? I'll go heat up the food."

He turned around and hugged the struggling little sister as they went out.