The Mech "Shadow Brake" Awakens! Eternal Obsession from the Rakshasa Secret Realm

"It's... it's nothing."

Lin An looked away.

He speculated inwardly that what he had just experienced in his dream might have been the lingering will of the scales acting up.

Still, it felt rather uncomfortable.

Gu Yue lay obediently against him.

At an angle he couldn't see, the corners of her mouth curled up in secret.

Things from the dream?

She didn't remember them.

She didn't remember anything at all.

Since the Dragon Queen liked females, she would be the Dragon Queen's most loyal little fan from now on.

As a dragon, one had to have a flexible bottom line for survival.

Being able to both attack and defend was the mark of a qualified dragon.

Just then, another figure appeared at the doorway.

Clad in white like snow, his face as cold as frost.

Wu Zhangkong stood at the entrance, his gaze sweeping across the room, his brows furrowed slightly.

Gu Yue was lying on top of Lin An, her arms still wrapped around his waist.

The posture was far too intimate.

But Wu Zhangkong was in no mood to concern himself with that.

He caught the scent of an evil aura lingering in the air.

"Was an Evil Soul Master here just now?"

His expression darkened abruptly as he stepped forward quickly.

"How are you?"

He plucked Gu Yue off Lin An like he was lifting a disobedient cat and set her aside.

Then, he leaned down and pressed his palm against Lin An's forehead.

A cold yet gentle soul power probed into the meridians, circulating through his entire body.

A moment later, Wu Zhangkong withdrew his hand.

"Your spirit has suffered a shock, but it's nothing major. A day of rest will suffice."

His tone was cold and stiff, but his tense shoulders relaxed for a fleeting second.

Immediately after, his expression turned even darker.

Long Hengxu had talked a big game.

Something about a god-tier mecha, something about a true god-level domain covering the area.

And yet?

An Evil Soul Master's curse had been practically plastered onto Lin An's face, and that mecha hadn't reacted at all?

Wu Zhangkong sneered inwardly.

External objects were truly unreliable.

"Aren't you supposed to be in class?"

He turned to look at Gu Yue, his gaze sharp.

Gu Yue stood where she was, twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers, her eyes darting around, lips pressed tight. She didn't say a word.

Wu Zhangkong didn't press the matter.

He merely gave her a thoughtful look before walking toward the door.

As he reached the doorframe, his footsteps faltered.

He hadn't even noticed how Gu Yue had gotten in.

He had been guarding the entrance the entire time.

With his perception as a Soul Emperor, not even a mosquito flying through the corridor could escape his ears.

Yet Gu Yue had appeared just like that, without a sound.

If he hadn't sensed that fleeting, terrifying, non-human aura, he wouldn't even know someone had entered the room to this very moment.

Wu Zhangkong stood at the doorway, silent for several seconds.

Finally, he cast one last look at Lin An and Gu Yue, then vanished at the end of the corridor without a word.

At the same time.

East Sea City.

Tens of thousands of meters above the ground.

This place had already escaped the shackles of the planet's gravity.

In the endless starry sky, stars flickered in the darkness, cold and eternal.

A mecha slowly emerged from the dark void.

Its streamlined shell was engraved with dense magic arrays.

The mecha was not massive; it was even a size smaller than the Federation's standard-issue mechas.

Yet, as it hovered there silently, the surrounding void began to distort.

Rainbow Light Verdict.

Universal Heavy Industry's third-generation nuclear fusion-powered mecha.

One of the fewer than five true god-level mechas officially acknowledged by the Federation.

Inside the core cockpit, a transparent light silhouette was slowly coalescing.

It was the image of a woman with her eyes closed.

Her pinkish-purple hair cascaded like a waterfall, her features were nearly perfect, and a cold, noble aura was etched between her brows.

Codename—"Shadow Brake."

Her core was not an ordinary spirit.

It was the most terrifying and powerful soul fragment in the world, captured by Universal Group from the curses of the endless dead souls within the Rakshasa Secret Realm.

That remnant soul had possessed a noble status and monstrous strength in life, and her resentment had not dissipated even after ten thousand years of death.

Universal Group had paid an unimaginable price to suppress, cleanse, reshape, and forge her into this world's one-and-only "artificial spirit."

She slowly opened her eyes.

Those eyes were a very pale purple, and a cold light that did not belong to the mortal world swirled in the depths of her pupils.

"Mental fluctuations are abnormal."

Her voice lacked any emotional inflection.

"Identified as an infiltration by Evil Soul Masters. Preliminary target—Holy Spirit Cult."

The moment the words fell, an invisible wave descended from the sky.

Terrifying mental power, like an invisible giant hand, swept out in all directions with the Rainbow Light Verdict at its center.

The air trembled.

The clouds were torn open, revealing the brightly lit East Sea City below.

Mental power scan.

Full city coverage.

Every corner, every soul, every existence hidden in the shadows.

In this instant, they were all locked onto, dissected, and marked by that cold, ruthless perception.

The first to bear the brunt was the Spirit Pagoda.

On the top floor of the Spirit Pagoda.

Leng Yaozhu stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, looking up at the sky.

Her reddish-brown hair hung down smoothly, and her moon-white qipao was embroidered with red feather patterns, the collar clinging tightly to her slender neck.

Her eyes were clear and shallow, her temperament transcendent.

But at this moment, the look in her eyes was far from pleasant.

She sensed it.

That mental power fluctuation was like an invisible blade, firmly locking onto her.

Cold.

Precise.

Devoid of any emotion.

Leng Yaozhu did not doubt that if she showed the slightest abnormality, what would greet the Spirit Pagoda would be a saturation strike from god-slaying fixed soul ammunition.

"Universal Heavy Industry..."

She repeated the four words coldly, her voice squeezed out from between her teeth.

"Is a teenager worth you putting on such a grand display?"

Her fingers tightened slightly.

That mental power scan lingered on her for a full three seconds before receding like a tide, turning toward the next target.

Three seconds—for the targeting system of a True God-tier mecha, this was already a rather "polite" gesture.

Leng Yaozhu, however, did not feel honored.

"Scanning me with radar."

She took a deep breath, her fury mounting as her chest heaved violently.

Yet, faced with the All-Equalizer Bomb, she still had to behave.

Leng Yaozhu took another deep breath.

She forced herself to calm down.

She began to ponder another question.

What exactly was Universal Heavy Industry's purpose in coming to East Sea City?

Her gaze pierced through the floor-to-ceiling window.

The city lights flowed below, eventually settling on a pitch-black silhouette in the distance.

That was East Sea Academy.

"And that girl Gu Yue and the boy from the Lin Family, they're getting a bit too close for comfort."

Her brows furrowed slightly.

For the first time, she felt that taking on disciples was a headache-inducing affair.

One had to remember that the Rainbow Light Verdict was still hanging overhead.

That thing's way of thinking was completely different from a human's.

If it were to judge some of Gu Yue's actions as a "threat to Lin An"...

Leng Yaozhu shuddered.

In the dormitory.

Lin An leaned against the headboard.

The quilt was pulled up to his chin, revealing only half of his face.

Gu Yue sat on a chair by the bed.

One of her legs was crossed, while the other swung gently.

She held a piece of pastry in her hand, stuffing it into her mouth.

Her cheeks were puffed out, looking just like a hamster.

"Wife, this is so delicious!"

She said vaguely, grabbing another piece.