Mirror Still Water

Inside the safe house, the thick alloy door blocked out the noise of the outside world.

Fang Gang sat cross-legged on the floor, the Bronze Battle Halberd leaning against the wall, its blade emitting a cold, faint glow.

His bald head, under the glare of the overhead lights, reflected a metallic, cold, and hard sheen.

Killing the Blood Butcher had earned him 150 evolution points.

Mental power! He needed a stronger mental barrier!

The Faceless Cult Master's cold data scan, the mental shock transmitted by the Blood Butcher in his final moments, and the restless Grudge Pupil brand on his left arm all served as reminders that the battlefield of the mind was equally perilous!

"System, allocate points! To the 'True Mirror Still Water Heart Sutra'! All of it!" Fang Gang's will was like iron.

[Ding! 150 evolution points consumed!]

['True Mirror Still Water Heart Sutra' (Basic Chapter): Minor Accomplishment (495/500) → Perfected (0/1000)!]

[Spirit: 30 (Microscopic Insight) → 300 (Mind Like Glazed Glass)!!!]

Boom—!!!

An unprecedented, vast, and refreshing surge, like the Milky Way pouring down from the heavens, instantly flooded Fang Gang's sea of consciousness!

This power was no longer a trickle but a surging, mighty river!

In his sea of consciousness, the originally clear and tough heart-mirror suddenly erupted with dazzling, brilliant pure light!

The mirror's surface was repeatedly washed and polished by this torrent, becoming as smooth as the finest crystal, transparent and flawless, so clear it could reflect a person!

Around the mirror's frame, mysterious silver runes even faintly appeared, flowing endlessly!

The heart-mirror was perfected! His mind was like glazed glass!

At this moment, Fang Gang felt his mental will had been thoroughly cleansed and sublimated!

His thoughts were clearer, faster, and more transparent than ever before!

Within a radius of several hundred meters, the rustling of grass in the wind, the chirping of insects, even the vibration frequency of the air conditioning unit in the next building, were all as clear as reading the lines on his palm, distinctly reflected upon the "heart-mirror"!

His control over every trace of his own blood and qi, every ounce of his strength, had reached a state of meticulous detail!

The cold malice and greedy fluctuations transmitted by the Grudge Pupil brand on his left arm, under the radiant glow of the perfected heart-mirror, were like shadows exposed to the scorching sun, suppressed and confined, unable to stir even the slightest ripple!

The dark golden vertical pupil at the end of the brand even transmitted a trace of shock and retreat, as if it had been "purified"!

"Good!" Fang Gang opened his eyes. A fleeting, glazed-glass-like pure light flashed in the depths of his pupils, so sharp it seemed capable of piercing through people's hearts and seeing through illusions. The surge in his spiritual power brought about a comprehensive improvement in his perception and control!

The Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill surged within his body, but now it felt as natural as his own limbs, perfectly integrated and effortless!

Just then!

Hum—!

A familiar, utterly chilling scanning sensation, like an invisible torrent of data, pierced through the thick alloy walls without warning and descended instantly!

It was more solidified, more precise, and carried a greater desire to analyze and probe than the scan during the battle with the Blood Butcher!

The Faceless Cult Master! The second data scan!

A cold, emotionless synthesized electronic voice seemed to resound directly in Fang Gang's mind:

"Target... Fang Gang... Coordinates... locked..."

"Power data... updating..."

"Mental fluctuations... re-modeling... analysis commencing..."

The invisible data stream, like billions of cold venomous snakes, attempted to entwine, infiltrate, and analyze Fang Gang's mental core, probing the secret behind his surging power!

If it were the Minor Accomplishment Mirror Still Water from before, though the heart-mirror was stable, it would inevitably have been stirred by the powerful scan of this SS-class existence, revealing some of its fluctuations.

But now!

In his sea of consciousness, the perfected glazed-glass heart-mirror shone brightly!

The cold, clear, and incomparably resilient glazed-glass pure light, like the purest crystal barrier, firmly guarded the entire sea of consciousness!

The cold data stream collided with the glazed-glass heart-mirror!

"Sizzle... sizzle..."

There was no violent collision, no annihilation of energy!

Only a chilling sound, like a red-hot iron pressed against ten-thousand-year-old Xuanbing, a "melting" sound!

The data stream, capable of discerning the soul secrets of Grade B and even Grade A powerhouses, crashed against this layer of perfected glazed-glass pure light and was utterly absorbed, as if sinking into the sea like a mud ox!

All analysis, infiltration, and probing intentions were completely isolated, dissolved, and refracted by this clear, flawless, and indestructible mental barrier, in a manner that was almost "absolute defense"!

The data stream scoured in vain, yet it couldn't stir even a ripple on the glazed-glass mirror surface! Nor could it penetrate even a little to probe any useful information beyond the mirror!

Fang Gang sat motionless. His dark golden bald head, under the safe house lights, reflected a peculiar, clear halo that seemed capable of cleansing all impurities.

He clearly "saw" the invisible data scan lingering and colliding fruitlessly before the glazed-glass heart-mirror, and finally... that cold synthesized electronic voice, for the first time, showed obvious fluctuations, like signal interference:

"Error! Error!!"

"Target's mental barrier…structure unknown…strength…unparseable!!"

"Data…lost…logic…conflict…"

"Bald head…reflecting…interference source…unable to lock onto core…"

That cold data scan receded like a tide, carrying a hint of indescribable…surprise and frustration? It vanished without a trace in an instant.

The safe house returned to silence.

Fang Gang's lips curved into a cold smile. His mind was like glazed porcelain, a still mirror reflecting tranquil water! This perfected mental barrier had indeed stumped that data-formed rat!

"Unparseable?" he muttered to himself, his fighting spirit intensifying in his eyes. "Then come try it yourself!"

He stood up, stretching his limbs, which produced a low, rumbling sound.

The surge in his mental power expanded his perception range several times over.

At this moment, he clearly "heard," in some dark corner of the city, an aura emanating a strong, malevolent, and twisted mental fluctuation. It was like a lighthouse in the dead of night, radiating an ominous wave.

"Grade B+…Nightmare Weaver?" Fang Gang instantly identified the target.

A type of mental monster adept at infiltrating dreams and crafting deep-seated fears, it was an excellent tool for spreading fear-based evil seeds!

It seemed the Faceless Cult Master's live broadcast had been thwarted and they were now deploying the power of other priests.

Perfect! His newly broken-through mental power needed a whetstone!

He hoisted the Bronze Battle Halberd and pulled open the alloy door. His dark golden bald head, under the corridor lights, flowed with a clear yet cold and hard luster, like glazed porcelain.

"Time to stretch my legs."