I Was Learning To Kill Gods in a Mental Hospital

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Chapter 1105: The Frequency of Spiritual Energy

Lin Qiye lowered his head to look at the cup, lost in thought.

When he was on the Pamir Plateau, he had heard the Queen Mother of the West mention that the Nordic god king Odin had already allied himself with the Cthulhu deities. Adding to that the destruction of Takamagahara, which had been eroded by the Red Moon, two of the major divine realms that Lin Qiye knew of were already connected to Cthulhu.

From this perspective, it was indeed hard to say whether there were any other divine realms related to Cthulhu.

But what was certain was that during this century shrouded in mist, all the gods of the Great Xia had fallen into reincarnation, only fully emerging not long ago. This century-long gap meant that the gods of the Great Xia had almost no chance of being connected to Cthulhu. From Michael’s point of view, the Great Xia was indeed the safest partner for cooperation.

“So, you hope the gods of the Great Xia will help you find the culprit from fifty years ago?” Lin Qiye nodded slightly. “What about you? What do you need to offer?”

“A single item,” Michael slowly replied.

“The place where this item is located is quite special; the gods of the Great Xia cannot enter. So, you and I, as agreed upon by your Heavenly Sovereign, will have you come with me to retrieve it and bring it back to the Great Xia.”

The gods of the Great Xia cannot enter?

That sounded quite mysterious.

“I understand. When do we set off?”

“No rush. Wait a couple of days until your injuries have healed before we go.”

“Can I not go alone?”

“You can bring a few trusted companions, but there is one condition.”

“Condition?”

Michael looked into his eyes. “Anyone entering that place must be free of distractions, pure and devout.”

Lin Qiye was somewhat puzzled, but after hesitating for a moment, he nodded. “Alright, I understand.”

Just as the two were conversing, a figure stepped into the courtyard.

Baili Pangpang stood at the entrance, reaching out to knock on the door. As if sensing something, he squinted his eyes and looked toward the door, his gaze seemingly penetrating the door and wall, landing on Michael at the table.

At the same time, Michael seemed to sense something as well, slightly raising his head to glance outside.

The two exchanged glances across a house.

Michael’s brow furrowed slightly, appearing somewhat confused.

Baili Pangpang’s hand, poised to knock, froze in mid-air. He pondered silently for a moment, then turned and left without knocking.

“What’s wrong?” Lin Qiye asked, puzzled, noticing Michael suddenly look up.

“Nothing. I thought I saw someone familiar, but it seems I was mistaken…” Michael shook his head slightly.

…

Knock, knock, knock—!

“Come in.”

An Qingyu’s voice rang out from inside the room. Baili Pangpang pushed the door open and walked straight into the courtyard.

As soon as he entered, he saw An Qingyu, Jiang Er, and Shen Qingzhu sitting around the square stone table, and he paused for a moment.

“Pangpang?” An Qingyu raised an eyebrow. “What brings you here?”

“Oh, I was just wandering around out of boredom. I originally wanted to go to Qiye’s place, but he had guests, so I came here instead,” Baili Pangpang scratched his head and said. “I can understand Jiang Er being in Qingyu’s room, but why are you here, Zhuang Ge? Playing the third wheel?”

Jiang Er’s cheeks flushed slightly as she turned her head away.

Shen Qingzhu, sitting on the stone bench, said seriously, “Qingyu reached out to me. He said he had some discoveries and wanted me to come help.”

“Oh?” Baili Pangpang sat down at the opposite corner of the square table with interest. “What did you discover?”

An Qingyu put down the paper and pen in his hand, adjusted his glasses, and his eyes sparkled with excitement.

“I think I’ve calculated the unique frequency of spiritual energy.”

Baili Pangpang was taken aback. “What frequency?”

“The unique frequency of spiritual energy,” An Qingyu explained earnestly. “Didn’t I mention it before? Spiritual energy is merely a form of divine power processed by the Heavenly Court, infused with a unique frequency. Although this spiritual energy originates from ordinary divine power, the actual divine power content within spiritual energy is much lower compared to divine power.

However, the advantage of spiritual energy is that it can be released like air. When diluted and infused with its unique frequency, spiritual energy can affect all things, such as plants, animals, the Peach Garden of the Yaochi, and the mythical creatures in legends—all of which have been irrigated by spiritual energy for years, leading to their evolution and mutation.”

Baili Pangpang tilted his head in confusion. “Spiritual energy is indeed like that… but what does that have to do with what you said?”

“I’ve always been curious. Since spiritual energy is a special manifestation of divine power, how exactly is it produced?

Not long ago, I entered Kunlun Void, but the spiritual energy there was almost entirely transferred from the Heavenly Court and had no self-generating ability, so it had no research value. It wasn’t until I ascended to the Heavenly Court and reached the source of spiritual energy that carries the essence of the Heavenly Court that I truly encountered the nature of spiritual energy.”

An Qingyu pointed to his eyes, which shimmered with a gray light, and said, “During this time, I’ve been using the ‘Unique Correct Answer’ to try to analyze spiritual energy itself, conducting experiments and calculations. I feel like I’m very close to cracking the unique frequency of spiritual energy…

Soon, I will be able to master the method of producing spiritual energy. Once I possess divine power myself, I might be able to convert spiritual energy on a large scale.

No, perhaps I can first improve the unique frequency of spiritual energy itself and develop a more special divine power frequency band that suits me better…”

Watching An Qingyu excitedly gesturing, Baili Pangpang was left dumbfounded.

His mouth involuntarily dropped open, and he looked at An Qingyu as if he were a monster.

An Qingyu seemed to realize he was a bit too excited, cleared his throat, sat back down, and sighed.

“It’s not just spiritual energy; I’m very curious about many things regarding the gods of the Great Xia… It’s a pity that it would be great if I could analyze the essence of the Heavenly Court up close.”

Baili Pangpang: “…”

Shen Qingzhu watched the light in An Qingyu’s eyes and smiled helplessly. “The last time I saw Qingyu this excited was when he was shouting about wanting to dissect Qiye… Thinking back, that was quite a while ago.”

“Truly a prodigy,” Baili Pangpang couldn’t help but shake his head.

“Truly a prodigy,” Shen Qingzhu echoed, his gaze sweeping over everyone. The smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by silence. “You all are prodigies…”

Shen Qingzhu glanced down at his bandaged hand, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed. He smiled self-deprecatingly.

As if sensing Shen Qingzhu’s change in mood, Baili Pangpang turned to look at him for a moment, then slowly stood up from his seat.

He reached out and patted Shen Qingzhu’s shoulder, grinning as he said, “Zhuang Ge, come with me to find a restroom?”