The faint burn mark on the jade pendant still throbbed, reminding her of the danger she had just witnessed. This guy's self-examination was more acute and terrifying than she had imagined!
We can't scan randomly anymore; the risk is too great. The target has been locked in—the seed of jealousy caused by Master and the Spirit Lotus.
All that's left is to wait for the right moment to detonate it, and... find a way to create some "weaknesses" to make the seed easier to germinate.
The opportunity came soon.
A few days later, Ling Xiao finished a routine sermon and returned to his quiet, simple, and spiritually vibrant room.
He sat cross-legged on the futon, his eyes slightly closed, his breathing long and deep.
"The sect competition is in three days. You need to adjust your mind to its peak."
Ling Xiao's voice was calm, as if he were stating a trivial matter.
But Jiang Chan could sense that the precise operation deep within his consciousness was accelerating, and an invisible pressure was spreading out.
He was preparing to fully circulate his Daoist thoughts, cleanse himself of all impurities, and reach his optimal state.
Seclusion!
Moreover, it was a deep seclusion!
Now!
Jiang Chan knew this was the best, and possibly her only, chance to use [Ear-Piercing Demonic Sound]!
When Ling Xiao is in seclusion, his consciousness is highly concentrated and he is isolated from the outside world, but he is also more sensitive to internal disturbances!
The risks are equally enormous; once discovered, they will be immediately obliterated by the Dao!
But let's take a gamble!
If she doesn't interfere and lets him participate in the competition in perfect condition, her chances of successfully igniting the seeds of jealousy will only be lower!
Two options pop up on the system panel:
[Interference Option A: Brainwashing Song (Fantasy/Martial Arts Modified Version)]
[Distractor Option B: Deep-seated Fear (A Bone-Chilling Wind)]
Which one to choose?
The catchy tunes are addictive, annoying, and long-lasting.
The bone-chilling wind is a direct childhood fear with a strong impact, but it may be too stimulating and attract thunderous suppression.
Jiang Chan's mind raced.
People like Ling Xiao have an abnormally strong will; they might be able to forcibly block out simple, annoying noise.
Childhood traumas directly target psychological weaknesses, and may be more effective!
Choose B!
[Interference Option B: Deepest Fear (Bone-Chilling Wind) Selected! Playback Preparation... Begin!]
Buzz—
There was no sound.
Or rather, the sound exploded directly in the deepest part of Ling Xiao's consciousness!
Woo-woo-woo!
That wasn't the howling of the wind, but a terrifying shriek of countless sharp, mournful sounds, like millions of needles scraping against bones and drilling into the marrow!
It was filled with despair, chill, and a sense of utter destruction! This shriek directly triggered the fragments of memory deep within Ling Xiao's consciousness that he least wanted to touch—the boundless fear and helplessness he felt when he accidentally entered the forbidden area as a child and was entangled by that bone-corroding cold wind!
"Well!"
Lingxiao, sitting on the futon, suddenly shuddered and let out a muffled groan that was extremely suppressed!
For the first time, his face, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years and was as gentle as jade, showed a violent change!
His brows were tightly furrowed together, like a painful knot, and his eyeballs trembled violently beneath his eyelids.
Large beads of cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead and trickled down his temples.
He clenched his fists tightly on his knees, his knuckles turning white from the force, and the veins on the back of his hands bulging out!
His previously steady and long breaths suddenly became rapid and heavy, and his chest heaved violently.
Jiang Chan nervously sensed his state.
The interference module was operating at full capacity, and even the bone-chilling screams were extremely jarring to her ears, let alone when they directly affected Ling Xiao's core consciousness!
Ling Xiao's Dao heart was violently shaking, like a piece of glass being struck by a heavy hammer. His vast and calm sea of consciousness was turbulent!
Fear, disgust, and resistance spread like ink dropped into water!
"Suppress!" Ling Xiao's mind let out a low roar that was almost a howl!
A more powerful and pure "Daoist thought" rose from the depths of his consciousness, like a golden dam, trying to block and suppress the terrifying howling wind!
The word was like a cold boulder, crashing into Ling Xiao's chaotic and turbulent sea of consciousness.
It exudes an unquestionable majesty and a powerful force of Daoist thought.
Waaah—!
The terrifying shriek of the bone-chilling wind weakened instantly, as if it had been choked. Although it was still whimpering unwillingly, it could no longer generate the mind-destroying impact it had before.
Ling Xiao's tense body suddenly relaxed, as if a heavy burden had been lifted, and he let out a long sigh of relief.
Cold sweat trickled down his forehead and dripped onto the front of his snow-white Taoist robe, leaving a small, dark, damp stain.
He slowly opened his eyes. His usually gentle and peaceful eyes were now bloodshot, and deep within them lingered a trace of fear and... an indescribable weariness.
He looked down at his hands, which were white at the knuckles and trembling slightly from exerting too much force.
Something's not right.
Something is very wrong.
This period of seclusion and adjustment not only failed to bring me to my peak condition, but also caused me considerable mental and physical exhaustion.
Where did that eerie, clinging sound of the wind come from? Could it be that his own Dao heart was unstable, giving rise to such a terrifying auditory hallucination? This thought sent a chill down his spine.
No, we absolutely cannot allow any mistakes to happen before the competition!
He forcibly suppressed his turbulent emotions, trying his best to restore the calm and gentle expression he usually had on his face.
But Jiang Chan could clearly sense that beneath the seemingly calm surface of his mind, the undercurrents were surging even more rapidly.
The seed of jealousy that had been forcibly suppressed seemed to be lying dormant even more restlessly due to the intense fluctuations in its master's mind.
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