Chapter 19

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Chapter 19: Good Friends Are Made Through Games

When Daxiong slowly woke up, he found himself back home, and Yuan Jingxiang was sitting by the bed, looking at him with a worried expression.

"You’re awake! Come on, get up. Does your face still hurt?"

"It hurts!" Daxiong recalled the memory before he fainted, how he was helpless against the overwhelming magician, the backfiring Yellow Turban Terminator, the cold and malicious killing intent rushing towards him, followed by the Blue Civet Cat Demon Emperor crashing through the door, and the feeling of a strong iron fist hitting his face from within the furry costume.

"Luckily, the Blue Civet Cat Demon Emperor arrived just in time; otherwise, we would have all been dead! What on earth is this Terminator summon? It can backfire too. So scary! But seriously, why did it knock me out for no reason?"

Hearing Daxiong mention the Blue Civet Cat Demon Emperor, Jingxiang’s expression seemed a bit strange, like she wanted to say something but didn’t know how. After pondering for a moment, she hesitantly said, "Daxiong, you need to prepare yourself. The Blue Civet Cat Demon Emperor…"

At that moment, Daxiong’s door was suddenly pushed open, and Bai Qige, still wearing the blue civet cat plush costume, wobbled in and said, without caring about anyone else, "I think I heard someone say I’m handsome?"

When Daxiong saw him, he was immediately frightened and said in disbelief, "How could you be in my house!"

"Oh, there is a reason for this, but it’s not important, so let’s just ignore this small detail!"

In the back-and-forth conversation, Daxiong’s father, Ye Dazhu, and mother, Liu Yu, also came in and showed great concern for Daxiong.

"Dad, do you know who that guy behind you in the blue civet cat plush costume is? Why do you look so calm and not surprised at all? Wait, that’s not right, Dad, why are you covered in bandages? You look hurt worse than I am!"

"Son, how can you speak to the leader like that? After all, he is the great leader of the Rakshasa Sect, your direct superior. You should be more polite! My injuries are just minor, so you don’t need to worry about it. I got them while playing a game with the leader. During the game, I felt the leader’s vast heart and deep power, and I was deeply impressed by his authority, which is why we became good friends. Son, you should study hard and work well under Master Blue Civet Cat Demon Emperor. Don’t shame your title as Left Dharma Protector!"

Watching his father, Ye Dazhu, casually say such strange things, Daxiong felt even more confused and couldn’t help but turn to Yuan Jingxiang, "What’s going on?"

Jingxiang stuttered, "After you fell unconscious, Master Blue Civet Cat Demon Emperor played a game with everyone, and after the game, your parents, my parents, everyone changed like this!"

"Let me explain!" Bai Qige stepped forward and said casually, "Little ones, do you really think that the stories in TV cartoons about being a student by day, being a good kid at home, and transforming into magic warriors to fight monsters are realistic? Don’t be naive! If the people around you don’t notice anything, it’s definitely because the writers have made them completely clueless! It is essential to handle your relationships wisely, especially before taking on any dangerous professions. You should reassure your parents and let them send you off with a smile; that’s the most basic duty as children! As a caring boss, how can I sit back and watch you lose your morals? So, I played a game with your parents, using my strong will and spirit to conquer them and make them accept everything. Now, I am close friends with both of your parents, like brothers in life and death. Right, Mr. Ye Dazhu?"

"Of course, leader, you are my lifelong best friend! Please don’t be polite; just call me Dazhu!"

"That would be too much to refuse. By the way, Dazhu, my Rakshasa Sect has just been revived, and we still need a base. I think your home is perfect. I plan to set the Rakshasa Sect’s secret base here, is that okay?"

"Absolutely no problem! If you need anything, just let me know. No need to be polite!"

Looking at his father laughing easily and giving a thumbs up to Bai Qige to show everything was fine, Daxiong’s mind kept flashing words like brainwashing, hypnosis, personality collapse, and moral decline.

"By the way, I also plan to train your son a bit to make him a qualified Left Dharma Protector of the Rakshasa Sect as soon as possible. So, I might stay here for a while! Please help me prepare some whips, candles, a wooden horse, handcuffs, ropes, charcoal, and branding irons for punishment, okay?"

"Absolutely no problem! Kid’s mom, please tidy up the empty room next door for the leader to stay, and then you can go buy what we need!"

"Okay!"

Hearing this conversation, Daxiong felt that the moment his personality might collapse was not far away, but fortunately, Bai Qige did not plan to take action right away. He kindly asked Daxiong if he was feeling okay, then swayed and walked off with Ye Dazhu, saying they were going to celebrate their great friendship over a drink.

"Daxiong, please try to hang in there. I will come to see you every day!"

Jingxiang showed a look of painful sympathy, but of course, she wasn’t foolish enough to get involved herself. Instead, she slightly bowed her head and kissed Daxiong on the forehead to give her boyfriend a blessing, then floated away gracefully.

Then Ye Daxiong was lost in thought for a long time, until he was startled awake by the screams coming from the next room. He got out of bed, ran to the room next door, pushed the door open, and without saying a word, shut the door quickly.

"I must be using the wrong way to open it. My family started with electronics, not with trading mummies, and it is impossible for mummies to come back to life together. Yes, that’s right, it really is like that!"

Daxiong opened the door once more and saw the same scene as before. Mummies wrapped neatly were stuffed all over the room, and now they were all softly screaming, making the atmosphere feel like evil spirits had returned, frightening Ye Daxiong very much.

"Oh, not resting for a moment, you come to check on the injuries of your future friends right away? It really reassures me as the leader!"

Bai Qige appeared quietly behind Ye Daxiong, startling him again. It took a while for Ye Daxiong to calm down and ask, "Were these originally people?"

"Tsk tsk, your memory is really poor. Can’t you recognize them? Aren’t those lying on the ground the members of the Bloody Earth Organization? And the one lying on the bed, just a breath away from death, isn’t that the magician?"

Daxiong was very surprised. "It’s actually them! Why did you bring them back, leader?"

"Oh, I thought it would be a waste to just kill them all or turn them over to the police. The Rakshasa Sect has just revived and really needs people. So, I played a game with them, conquered them with my broad mind and tall figure, and now they have willingly left the Bloody Earth and pledged to join the Rakshasa Sect! But I must say, human nature is really a fragile and dangerous thing! With just a little carelessness, it turns into a fire of irrationality, and in the end, everyone gets carried away and becomes mummies!"

Ye Daxiong turned his head. After not feeling so panicked, he clearly noticed that those wrapped as mummies were not screaming in pain; they were having nightmares. If he listened carefully, he could hear indistinct mumblings like, "The demon, the demon is coming!", "Spare me, I’ll do anything you say!", and "I give up, I give in, please let me go, I beg you to spare me!"

Seeing this scene and recalling what Bai Qige had just said, Daxiong had a sudden insight and decided not to ask what kind of strange game that was!

Watching Daxiong hurriedly escape, hidden beneath the blue civet cat plush costume, Bai Qige’s once kind smile slowly faded, becoming a bit wicked. But then Bai Qige sensed something, tapped his head, and suppressed the teasing thought that suddenly arose, wanting to torment Ye Daxiong until he broke down.

"Tsk tsk, I’ve been using Mind Devil Transformation too often lately. Am I being influenced by the dark energy and evil thoughts in Myriad Illusions Sky Slash? It looks like I need to rest for a while. Bloody Earth just lost two Psychics and a large group of followers; they should hide and lick their wounds, so it shouldn’t be a big problem. But it’s really troublesome! The Earth I knew before crossing over was not a world filled with Psychics, where various secret organizations run rampant! My own power is still too weak!"

With the power of Mind Devil Transformation, Bai Qige devoured Ye Xiao’s soul and gained Ye Xiao’s memories. Of course, he didn’t take everything; he deleted unnecessary memories and kept only the knowledge, which was an unparalleled and crucial gain. This knowledge helped Bai Qige understand the truth hidden behind the seemingly peaceful Earth and some secret histories that were beyond public view.

It is unclear when Psychics first appeared; it seems they have existed since the moment humans arose. They have continued to spread until now. Some Psychics are born with superpowers, while others may awaken suddenly during their growth—there is no one answer.

The number of Psychics also varies; sometimes, there are so many Psychics in a given era that they are everywhere, while in other times, there are only a few, like the rising and falling of a tide. The patterns remain unverified to this day.

In this era, according to Ye Xiao’s memories, it is a time of Psychic revival! Countless Psychics are awakening all over the world, a sign that the world and the gods are bestowing the power to rule the mortal realm upon the Psychics.

Indeed, Bloody Earth is an extremely radical Supernatural Organization that believes Psychics are the chosen ones meant to evolve and rule over ordinary people, seeking to seize control of the Earth.

"What a foolish idea!" Bai Qige commented. Having returned from Middle-earth World and trained in Basic Heart Sutra and Tiger Claw Style, even without using Myriad Illusions Sky Slash, he was already a decent physical enhancement Psychic in the Psychic evaluation system. If he used the Mind Devil Transformation of Myriad Illusions Sky Slash, he might even be considered powerful.

But even so, Bai Qige never felt that he was essentially different from ordinary people; they were all trapped in the cycle of life and death, like ants. Moreover, according to the ideas of Bloody Earth, those wealthy people, high-ranking business leaders, and government officials are also supposed rulers of the world, as they possess extraordinary talents that others do not, allowing them to achieve feats in politics and business that ordinary people cannot match.

The difference between ordinary and extraordinary is not like saying I can light a fire with my finger while you can only use a lighter! That makes no sense at all!

"However, to compare, the situation here on Earth is much better than that in Middle-earth World. Just in Tianfang Continent, there are countless people who think they’re gods and kill for show! The only condition is that the Meteorological Bureau could ease their pressure on Psychics!"

The world has both good and bad. Psychics form various secret organizations, either spying on world power or hiding in the shadows; this is one side. On the other side, there are government organizations that also deal with Psychics!

As for the Yanhuang Empire, a first-class nation aiming to become a superpower, it naturally has such organizations, and not just one. However, the most famous one right now is the Ninth Extreme Weather Management Office, or Meteorological Bureau for short. This Meteorological Bureau has nothing to do with weather; it is an organization that hunts Psychics and is a weapon created by the state’s force, nicknamed Imperial Blade.

This sharp blade hangs over all Psychics like a sword of justice! According to Ye Xiao’s memory, once a Psychic is discovered by the Meteorological Bureau, they are quickly and strictly captured for harsh questioning and investigation. Depending on the circumstances, a better outcome is that they enter various superpower agencies of the country to serve, which is considered a good path-a golden job without the terrifying civil servant exam, allowing them to spend their lives under the country’s watch.

The worst case? Well, in Ye Xiao’s memory, no living person has ever come out to tell what they went through, so it’s an unsolved mystery for others to guess. Maybe they are in prison, maybe in a coffin, or perhaps in some research base, living as a subject of study or spending their lives as pieces in cruel experiments.

Bai Qige can actually understand this harsh approach to some extent and even recognizes it. Take Ye Xiao, for example; his superpower is to create piercing needles invisible to the naked eye. Although its power is weaker than a gun’s, it strikes suddenly and without a trace, killing in the blink of an eye.

Such Psychics, once they take the path of evil, can easily cause greater harm than ordinary people. If it goes any further and Ye Xiao were to go mad for some reason, turning to extreme measures and seeking revenge on society, rampaging through a bustling city and killing without restraint, it would instantly become a sensational international news story.

As a managing organization, the country cannot risk such a dangerous possibility based on the awareness of the Psychic.

However, understanding is one thing; when he gained this knowledge from Ye Xiao’s mind, Bai Qige quickly took action. He aimed to create an organization that could be useful in critical moments to gain enough strength and influence for self-protection. Of course, directly opposing the Meteorological Bureau seemed unrealistic, and Bai Qige was not that arrogant. However, at a crucial time, using a tactic like "My little brothers, protect me while I escape!" could very well save his life.

Bai Qige didn’t want to find himself in a situation where the Meteorological Bureau’s people discovered him, relying only on his fists and words, hoping to convince the country’s violent machine to let him go out of love and justice!

Actions determine thoughts, and one’s position determines their attitude. Since Bai Qige had become a Psychic in the eyes of others, he could only view things from the perspective of a Psychic, including planning his future.

Bai Qige had never entertained any lucky ideas; even if he did, he completely abandoned them during his three years of crossing over. He knew very well that when facing potential bad things that might happen but might not, preparing in advance and building some backup plans to deal with the situation was the best choice. If bad things did not happen, that would be great. Waiting until something bad happened to blame his weakness, lack of preparation, and short-sightedness was very foolish.

Moreover, Bai Qige felt that he would eventually have dealings with the Meteorological Bureau. The reason was simple: that night in the park, the men in black suits and sunglasses he saw were from the Meteorological Bureau.

The cause and effect had already been established; how could there not be a day of meeting!