Virtual Personality, a Clone with Memories

The third authority Chen Ye possessed was named Mind Domination.

After acquiring this ability, he could directly enter the Sea of Subconsciousness of others.

He could rewrite the target's perceptions, or even overwrite their memories entirely.

At this moment, Chen Ye held the Golden Dragon Spear in his hand, moving rapidly toward the depths of the Spirit Ascension Platform.

As he walked, his footsteps suddenly halted, and his body began to shatter abruptly.

On the top floor of the Spirit Pagoda, a man in his forties stood before a screen, which displayed the figure of Chen Ye.

Seeing the Golden Dragon Spear suddenly appear, the man's face was filled with shock.

He did not know what it was, but he could sense the terrifying nature of the weapon.

However, as he stared at it for longer, he found the weapon becoming increasingly illusory, and a bizarre thought emerged in his mind.

He stood there blankly, his four soul rings suddenly dissipating, unable to exert any effect.

Had he not been looking at Chen Ye's figure, or rather, had he not been staring continuously at Chen Ye on the screen, he would not have been controlled so easily.

But the longer he gazed at Chen Ye, the easier it became for Chen Ye to control him.

In the illusory space to the side, a door slowly appeared and then opened, with Chen Ye's figure stepping out from behind it.

He looked at the man before him and sat down casually on a nearby chair.

Neither he nor the man spoke, for they were within the collective Sea of Subconsciousness.

Chen Ye's gaze was fixed directly on the man; he had already ascended the man's Island of the Mind and begun to browse through his memories.

Looking through the memories, Chen Ye frowned: "So it took all this time just to find out you're targeting me because you think I have talent? I actually thought you were doing it for Leng Yaozhu."

"What the hell does my high talent have to do with you? You actually wanted to kill me?"

Chen Ye muttered, his gaze fixed on the man before him.

At this point, the man's mental projection was completely controlled by Chen Ye, and he simply stood there with a dull, vacant expression.

Chen Ye looked at him, shook his head slightly, and then reached out to tear at his own body.

An identical figure emerged, though the Chen Ye within this figure was far more violent.

The two figures did not exchange a glance; the figure Chen Ye had torn away merged directly into the man's Island of the Mind.

As Chen Ye's eyes opened in reality, the man's eyes opened as well.

The only difference was that the expressions on both their faces were now identical.

"You shouldn't have stuffed a violent virtual personality into him; I feel like smashing a building right now."

"I only have ten virtual personalities in total, and the violent one is the most useful; besides, rage is the hardest to detect."

Chen Ye looked at his counterpart and shook his head helplessly.

He was not on the Error Pathway; he could not create clones infinitely.

Although he could use virtual personalities to control these people, he could only control ten at this stage.

As Chen Ye stood up, the man's gaze gradually returned to calm.

He acted as if he were ignoring Chen Ye, slowly closing his laptop as if he had never monitored Chen Ye at all.

Chen Ye raised his hand slightly, and a door opened before him.

He stepped through, and his body returned to the cultivation pod.

The pod opened, but Chen Ye's eyes slowly closed.

At this moment, his mind contained not just his own consciousness, but several others.

The perspective of the first consciousness was inside the Spirit Pagoda, specifically the headquarters.

An ordinary-looking man was working silently, various negative emotions flickering through his mind.

The second was a boy of about nine, lightning energy surging around him as he sparred with an opponent; both were wearing strange school uniforms.

The third perspective was also a somewhat short youth, in whose field of vision Xie Xie was talking to Tang Wulin about something.

As the perspectives shifted, the fourth was a boy lying in a plaza.

His body was unable to move, his eyes fixed on the sky above.

The fifth perspective was the man from earlier, who had already packed up his laptop and returned to work on the upper levels of the Spirit Pagoda.

Looking at the five perspectives—or rather, the five virtual personalities—within his field of vision.

Chen Ye yawned out of boredom, then pushed open the door of the cultivation pod and returned to his room.

Alersuhode's body flew out, looking at Chen Ye with a grievance.

But Chen Ye just smiled and waved at it: "Alright, stay here for a while longer. I still need you; without you, it's hard for me to collect information from this Spirit Pagoda."

Chen Ye said, patting Alersuhode on the head.

Alersuhode felt wronged, but since Chen Ye had put it that way, it could only stay there silently.

Watching the Dragon of Nightmare, looking like a poor little thing, hide back into the void, Chen Ye returned directly to school.

It was already quite late, nearly nine or ten o'clock.

He had just returned when he saw Wei Xiaofeng lying on the sports field, his face filled with despair.

His once-haughty face was now left with nothing but helplessness and numbness.

Just as he continued to gaze up at the sky, a pair of shoes appeared in his field of vision.

He tilted his head slightly and met Chen Ye's face.

He wanted to open his mouth to speak, but not a single word could come out, and Chen Ye ignored him, casually tapping his body lightly.

A strange sensation emerged, and Wei Xiaofeng suddenly discovered that he was able to move again.

He sat up abruptly and looked at Chen Ye, only to see Chen Ye looking back at him with interest: "This is your punishment. If there is a next time, you can disappear for good."

"You... you really are a madman. Do you know... killing is against the law? After killing me, you won't have a good ending either!"

Wei Xiaofeng looked at Chen Ye, his face filled with anger, but even more so with a fear that stemmed from his very bones.

He looked at the youth before him, even though the smile on the youth's face was very gentle at that moment.

Yet that malicious smile from the heart still surfaced in his mind, making him feel incomparably terrified.

Chen Ye gave him a deep look, and then, before Wei Xiaofeng's incredulous gaze, he did something impossible.

A person identical to him was pulled directly out of the void by Chen Ye, and the eyes of the figure began to grow lively.

This terrifying scene made Wei Xiaofeng let out a scream.

Immediately, his whole body stumbled backward; he scrambled to his feet and ran away rapidly.

Watching him flee, Chen Ye fell silent for a moment. He reached out and tapped the fake Wei Xiaofeng beside him, then looked toward the real Wei Xiaofeng ahead.

The next second, a look of bewilderment appeared on Wei Xiaofeng's face, as if he did not understand why he had been running.

Watching him look as though he had been broken by his own hand, Chen Ye raised his hand, and the fake body of Wei Xiaofeng in his grasp dissipated suddenly like foam.

The real Wei Xiaofeng, who had been running away, stood dazed in his original spot.

"Sigh, I hope you remember today's punishment. I've taken away your memories of these few minutes, but if there is a next time, I'll be sure to return them to you."