NOVPUBDespite guessing that Yang Ruoshui might have been bewitched by a Gu,
Chen Nan knew in his heart
that the most urgent task at the moment was to quickly eliminate the poisonous insects appearing in Yang Ruoshui’s dream realm.
As for other matters...
they would have to wait until they had left Yang Ruoshui’s dream realm to investigate further.
Thinking this,
Chen Nan turned his gaze toward the shivering Yang Ruoshui beside him.
Her usual calm and collected face was now occupied by fear, her body trembling slightly, like a helpless leaf in the cold wind.
Chen Nan softly comforted her, "Sister Yang, you need to focus all your spiritual power, calm your heart, and try to imagine that everything around you is engulfed in blazing flames; use these flames to burn these vile poisonous insects!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Ruoshui’s expression turned solemn, and she nodded vigorously before slowly closing her eyes.
Her consciousness seemed to enter a pristine space isolated from the world, devoid of external noise and fear, where only her own mind gradually settled.
She began to concentrate intensely on her imagination.
In an instant, darkness enshrouded everything like a massive black curtain, but in the depth of this endless darkness, suddenly a faint spark of fire lit up.
The spark of fire was small yet resilient, like a light of hope born in the chaotic darkness, flickering alone, yet possessing an indomitable strength, seemingly proclaiming its existence to the surrounding darkness.
As Yang Ruoshui’s spiritual power heightened, the spark seemed nourished and began to expand rapidly.
It first turned into a small flame, which danced around like a lively sprite, each bounce emitting a warm and soft orange glow.
This glow seemed to possess magical powers, as the air around the flame started to twist, stirred by an invisible force, forming strange ripples that slowly spread outwards.
Soon, the small flame, as if infused with potent power, shot upwards dramatically, transforming into a thick blaze.
This blaze, like a nimble fire snake, twisted and coiled around, its smooth and blazing body tracing beautiful curves in the darkness, leaving behind dazzling trails of light.
The fire snake glided swiftly along the ground.
Wherever it went, the darkness, fragile as sheer fabric, was easily dispersed, and the surroundings became gradually clearer under the illumination of the flames.
The flames continued to grow at an astounding speed, with fire snakes intertwining and coiling around each other, their numbers increasing, as inseparable as lovers in deep passion.
Gradually, they formed a boundless sea of fire.
Within this sea of fire,
the flames were like angry giants swinging their thick arms madly towards the sky.
They leaped and roared, with red, orange, and yellow lights intertwining, creating a spectacular and colorful feast of light, making the entire dream realm as bright as day.
The light was intensely hot; every ray of light seemed like a burning sword, as if possessing the power to melt everything in the world.
The flames spread in all directions, like a surging tide, engulfing everything around with an unstoppable force.
The dark red poisonous insects were immediately surrounded by the sea of fire upon impact.
The moment they touched the flames, they made crackling noises, like firecrackers exploding beside one’s ear.
These aggressive poisonous insects, under the burning of the flames, instantly turned into flying ash and vanished from this space, leaving no trace behind.
"What a strong willpower!"
Chen Nan was inwardly shocked on the side; he hadn’t expected that Yang Ruoshui, even under such fear, could still unleash such a powerful spiritual power.
But upon further thought, he understood.
As a deputy provincial-level official, Yang Ruoshui had been through many trials and tribulations in her many years in the political arena, and without extraordinary willpower, how could she possibly achieve her current accomplishments?
As Yang Ruoshui burned the incessantly surging poisonous insects with all her might, Chen Nan’s gaze scoured the endless darkness like that of a hawk.
He tried to find some clue in the darkness, but it seemed like a huge ink-absorbing sponge, swallowing all information, leaving him with nothing.
As time slowly passed, the flames in Yang Ruoshui’s dream unexpectedly began to weaken.
The flames, once fierce like a dragon, now seemed listless and feeble, shrinking in size, their light no longer blindingly brilliant as before.
However,
the dark red poisonous insects showed no signs of decreasing. They continued to swarm toward Yang Ruoshui and Chen Nan like moths to a flame, their dense formation seemingly endless.
"Baby, I can’t hold on anymore."
Yang Ruoshui’s voice was weak and powerless as she spoke to Chen Nan with an exhausted face.
At that moment, she felt as if the entire world was spinning, as if she were in the midst of a terrifying vortex, both her body and spirit reaching their limits.
Chen Nan hummed in response, his heart aching as he looked at Yang Ruoshui’s pale, paper-like face.
He softly said, "You can wake up now."
As soon as the words left his mouth, an explosive shout like thunder erupted from him.
The sound, like a mighty bell, echoed in the dream space, deafening.
At the instant the sound was heard,
Yang Ruoshui’s dream shattered like a mirror struck by a heavy hammer.
The two lying on the bed simultaneously opened their eyes at the same moment.
Yang Ruoshui’s face was as pale as the first snow of winter, void of any spirit in her eyes.
She felt extremely weak,
as if she had just finished a long and demanding marathon, her body completely drained.
Her limbs were soft and powerless, and even slightly lifting her fingers seemed a great effort.
"Baby, did you find the answer you were looking for?" Yang Ruoshui weakly asked Chen Nan, her eyes filled with anxiety.
"No, but I have a general direction now. This time, I am sure I will find the root cause of your illness," said Chen Nan, sitting up and softly adding, "I need to check your body again."
Although he had checked Yang Ruoshui’s body before,
he felt he might have missed something on that occasion.
Yang Ruoshui weakly extended her right hand, allowing Chen Nan to check her pulse.
Chen Nan gently grasped Yang Ruoshui’s extended hand, his long fingers resting on her pulse, his expression instantly becoming focused and serene.
With his eyes slightly closed, he held his breath and concentrated, trying to discern the secret hidden within Yang Ruoshui’s frail pulse.
This time,
he was exceptionally serious.
Soul Power silently entered her body, meticulously searching every corner.
He overlooked no area.
However,
as he concentrated intensely,
an evil and eerie force emerged without warning.
Like a venomous snake,
it struck Chen Nan’s Soul Power viciously and unexpectedly…
