Chen Ye's third authority was called Mind Domination.
After gaining this ability, he could enter other people's Sea of Collective Subconscious directly.
He could rewrite their perceptions, and even rewrite their memories.
At that moment, Golden Dragon Spear in hand, Chen Ye hurried deeper into the Spirit Ascension Platform.
He walked on, then abruptly stopped. His body began to shatter.
On the top floor of the Spirit Pagoda Headquarters, a man in his forties stood before a screen showing Chen Ye.
When he saw Golden Dragon Spear appear out of nowhere, shock filled the man's face.
He didn't know what it was, but he could sense how terrifying the weapon was.
Yet the longer he watched it, the more illusory it became, and a strange thought arose in his mind.
He stood there dazed as the four Soul Rings around him suddenly dropped, unable to produce any effect.
If he hadn't looked at Chen Ye—or if he hadn't kept watching him on the screen—he wouldn't have been so easily controlled.
But the longer he watched Chen Ye, the easier it became for Chen Ye to control him.
In the illusory space nearby, a door slowly appeared and swung open. Chen Ye stepped through.
He glanced at the man before him, then casually sat down in a chair nearby.
Neither he nor the man said a word. They were both in the Sea of Collective Subconscious.
Chen Ye stared straight at the man. He had already climbed onto the man's Island of the Mind and begun searching through his memories.
As he looked through them, Chen Ye furrowed his brow. "So after all that, you targeted me because you thought I had talent? I thought you were doing it for Leng Yaozhu."
"What's my talent got to do with you? And you actually wanted to kill me?"
Muttering to himself, Chen Ye looked at the man before him.
The man's mindscape was now completely under Chen Ye's control. He stood there, his gaze vacant.
Chen Ye looked at him and shook his head lightly, then reached out and tore at himself.
A figure identical to him appeared, except this version of Chen Ye was much more violent.
The two figures didn't look at each other. The one Chen Ye had torn out merged directly into the man's Island of Subconscious.
As Chen Ye opened his eyes in the real world, the man before him opened his as well.
The expressions on their faces were exactly the same.
"You shouldn't have stuffed a violent virtual personality into him. Now I even feel like smashing a building."
"I only have ten virtual personalities in total. The violent one was the most useful, and anger is the hardest to detect."
Chen Ye looked at his other self and shook his head helplessly.
He wasn't on the Error Pathway. He couldn't create clones without limit.
Although he could control these people with virtual personalities, at this stage he could control ten at most.
As Chen Ye stood up, the man's gaze gradually returned to normal.
As if Chen Ye weren't there, he slowly closed his laptop, as though he had never been monitoring Chen Ye.
Chen Ye raised his hand slightly, and a door opened before him.
He stepped through, and his body returned to the incubation pod.
The pod opened, but Chen Ye slowly closed his eyes.
There wasn't just one consciousness in his mind now. There were several.
The first consciousness's point of view was inside the Spirit Pagoda—except this was the Spirit Pagoda Headquarters.
An ordinary-looking man quietly went about his work, while all kinds of negative emotions flickered through his mind.
The second belonged to a boy of about nine. Lightning surged around him as he fought an opponent. Both of them wore strange school uniforms.
The third view also belonged to a rather short boy. In his field of vision, Xie Xie was talking about something with Tang Wulin.
As his point of view shifted again, the fourth was that of a boy lying on a plaza.
His body couldn't move, and he stared straight up at the sky.
The fifth view belonged to the man from earlier. He had packed away his laptop and returned to work on an upper floor of the Spirit Pagoda.
Looking through the five points of view—or rather, the five virtual personalities—Chen Ye yawned, bored, then pushed open the incubation pod and returned to his room.
Alersuhode flew out. He looked at Chen Ye, aggrieved.
But Chen Ye only smiled and waved at him. "All right, stay here a little longer. I still need you. Without you, it'd be hard to gather information about the Spirit Pagoda around here."
As he spoke, Chen Ye patted Alersuhode's head.
Alersuhode looked wronged, but Chen Ye had put it that way. He could only stay there quietly.
Watching the pitiful Dragon of Nightmare vanish into the void, Chen Ye headed straight back to school.
It was already late, around nine or ten at night.
As soon as he returned, he saw Wei Xiaofeng lying on the sports field, despair written all over his face.
His once-arrogant expression now held nothing but resignation and numbness.
As he continued staring up at the sky, a pair of shoes appeared in his field of vision.
He raised his head slightly and met Chen Ye's gaze.
He tried to speak, but not a single word came out. Chen Ye paid him no mind and casually pointed at him.
A strange sensation came over Wei Xiaofeng. He suddenly realized he could move again.
He jerked upright and looked at Chen Ye, who was watching him with interest. "This is your punishment. If there's a next time, you'll disappear for good."
"Y-you're a lunatic! Do you know... killing people is against the law? If you kill me, you won't get off lightly either!"
Wei Xiaofeng glared at Chen Ye, fury on his face, but beneath it was a fear that ran bone-deep.
He looked at the boy before him. Even though the boy's smile was gentle, that wicked grin from deep within still appeared in his mind, filling him with terror.
Chen Ye gave him a long look. Then, before Wei Xiaofeng's disbelieving eyes, a figure exactly like him was yanked out of the void by Chen Ye. The figure's eyes gradually came alive.
The horrifying sight made Wei Xiaofeng scream.
He stumbled backward, scrambling along the ground before getting to his feet and running off as fast as he could.
Watching him flee, Chen Ye fell silent for a moment. He pointed at the fake Wei Xiaofeng beside him, then looked toward the real Wei Xiaofeng.
The next second, Wei Xiaofeng looked confused, as if he couldn't understand why he had run.
Seeing how thoroughly he'd messed the other boy up, Chen Ye raised his hand. The false Wei Xiaofeng in his grasp abruptly vanished like a bubble.
The real Wei Xiaofeng stood where he was, looking dazed.
"Ah, I hope you remember today's punishment. I'll take away those few minutes of your memory. But if there's a next time, I'll give them back to you."
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