Chapter 294
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Chapter 294: A Waterfall Plunging Three Thousand Feet
Cough cough cough cough…
Lin Qiye, drenched from head to toe, lowered his head and began to cough violently. The sudden appearance of that stream of water had nearly flooded his lungs.
After coughing for a long time, Lin Qiye finally managed to catch his breath. He looked at his soaked self and the large puddle on the ground, falling into silence.
The good news was that this ability was equally effective against the poetry of the Great Xia.
The bad news was… this thing seemed to be indiscriminate?!
In other words, Lin Qiye could indeed influence his surroundings through poetry, but he couldn’t perfectly control the effect itself. He wasn’t sure if it was due to his lack of skill or if this ability was inherently troublesome.
Another point was that the strength of this ability didn’t seem very high.
Lin Qiye was already a powerful figure in the Chuanjing realm, and the “Sky Poet” could be considered a divine power. Yet, when combined, it only summoned this small amount of water.
From the size of the puddle on the ground, the volume of the water that had just appeared was only about the size of a bucket.
Could it be that his resonance with poetry wasn’t strong enough?
But how could he enhance his resonance with poetry?
Lin Qiye pondered for a moment and slowly closed his eyes in the darkness.
In his mind, he began to envision a waterfall, a magnificent waterfall hanging high in the sky!
Rushing water roared down from the clouds, like a white ribbon dropped by a deity, stretching for miles with no end in sight. The roaring sound of the water was like thunder rolling in the sky, filling his mind.
At this moment, he stood before this waterfall, feeling every droplet of water splashing against him.
Perhaps this waterfall truly existed…
In the Psychiatric Hospital of the Gods.
Water trickled down the wet edges of his clothes, softly dripping onto the ground, echoing in the quiet courtyard. Lin Qiye stood like a stone statue, motionless.
He didn’t know how long it had been when his tightly shut eyes trembled slightly, and his lips parted as he murmured:
“Flying down three thousand feet, it seems…”
Boom boom boom—!!!!!!
A thunderous sound suddenly erupted, startling Li Yifei awake from his sleep. He sat up in bed, dazed for a moment, then quickly jumped out of bed.
Beside him, A Zhu rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked in confusion, “Fei Ge, what is that sound…?”
Li Yifei casually threw on a nurse’s uniform, turning the doorknob as he said, “I don’t know, I’m going to…”
Boom—!!
As soon as the door was opened a crack, a torrent of water surged in, crashing the door open and slamming Li Yifei against the wall.
A Zhu was taken aback, and the next moment, the rushing water swept her out of the room.
Ah ah ah ah ah ah!! Glug glug glug… Ah ah ah ah!! Glug glug glug…
Accompanied by A Zhu’s intermittent screams, the entire psychiatric hospital was thrown into chaos. The first floor courtyard was completely submerged, and water rushed into the kitchen, sweeping away the utensils inside.
Crash crash crash!!!
The turbulent white waves rolled violently, carrying flowers, branches, cutting boards, A Zhu, and a pug barking in confusion, all tossed about by the water.
“Scatter!”
A deep voice came from the second floor. Mei Lin, draped in a hospital gown and holding a magic wand, had the tip of the wand glowing with blue light.
The swirling magical aura made Mei Lin’s hospital gown flutter.
In the next moment, the water filling the courtyard began to rise automatically, guided by the tip of Mei Lin’s wand, and coalesced into an enormous water sphere suspended in the air!
Mei Lin waved his hand again, and a spatial rift opened, swallowing the entire water sphere, making it disappear without a trace.
Oh no!
As the water in the courtyard vanished, A Zhu fell to the ground with a thud, surrounded by scattered cutting boards and branches. He covered his backside, wincing in pain.
On the other side, Lin Qiye, who had been slammed against the wall by the water, let out a muffled groan and kept spitting out water.
After a long while, he finally stood up, wearing a look of despair.
Mei Lin walked over and asked in confusion, “What happened? Where did all this water come from?”
Lin Qiye’s mouth twitched slightly. “It’s nothing… just a little accident.”
He truly hadn’t expected the power of reciting poetry to be this great. Even though Lin Qiye hadn’t finished reciting, he had summoned so much water that it was as if he had diverted a section of the river and poured it all in.
In just one second, the water had filled the entire first floor, submerging the male nurse’s dormitory, kitchen, courtyard, and laundry room. If Lin Qiye had completed the recitation, he might have really summoned a waterfall.
However, having only recited half a line, Lin Qiye’s mental energy had already been depleted by nearly two-thirds. With his current level, he wasn’t capable of achieving that.
Lin Qiye checked the hospital again, confirming that aside from the kitchen utensils being soaked, the courtyard was in disarray, and A Zhu’s backside was swollen, there were no other losses. He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn’t linger in the hospital but directly returned his consciousness to his body, sitting up in bed.
He needed to experiment with what the “Sky Poet” could achieve under the suppression of the Town Ruins Monument, as this would directly relate to his escape plan.
He glanced at the camera in the corner of the room and walked straight into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.
After all, he was just a patient, not a prisoner, so the research facility hadn’t gone so far as to install a camera in his bathroom. Perhaps this was his last bit of defiance.
Lin Qiye stood by the sink, slowly closed his eyes, and began to recite again:
“Flying down three thousand feet, it seems like the Milky Way falling from the heavens.”
Splash splash splash…
The sound of rushing water suddenly filled the quiet bathroom.
Lin Qiye opened his eyes and was momentarily stunned by the scene before him.
He had indeed summoned water, but unlike before, this time the water was coming from the faucet…
Water flowing from the faucet seemed reasonable, but the problem was that Lin Qiye hadn’t even turned it on!
Suddenly, Lin Qiye seemed to have thought of something. He took two steps back and recited again:
“Wildfires cannot be extinguished; spring winds blow and they grow again.”
Sizzle—!
A small flame sprang up from his fingertips, quietly dancing in front of him. The flame was not large, even smaller than a lighter’s flame, barely enough to light a cigarette.
Compared to the rushing water from the faucet, this small flame seemed rather insignificant.
Lin Qiye extinguished the flame with a wave of his hand, a look of realization dawning on his face.
He had finally understood what this ability was all about.