Chapter 00039: Relentless Struggle
# Relentless Struggle
Chapter 39
Novel: Abandon The Universe
Chapter 39: Relentless Struggle
“@#￥%……” An angry voice echoed deep within Lan Xiaobu's consciousness, seemingly displeased with his audacity to resist so fiercely. This incomprehensible tone only confirmed to Lan Xiaobu that the entity attempting to seize him was not from Earth but from outer space.
Lan Xiaobu's lips were bitten and bleeding, his fingernails clawing madly at the leather of the driver's seat. He could not let this frenzied soul take over; if he did, what difference would there be between him and Shang Wei? The very person he despised the most. Would he truly allow himself to become the kind of garbage he so hated?
Even in death, he could not afford to die. Lan Xiaobu was uncertain whether the other party could still utilize his body after his death; it was likely that they could. He not only could not die but also needed to drag this soul down with him—ideally, they would perish together.
An unbearable pain tore through his consciousness, and Lan Xiaobu's eyes turned red. He even heard the sound of his own soul ripping apart. That had to be his spirit being torn, right?
Suddenly, the large screen in front of the driver's seat lit up, and the interior of the flying saucer filled with the sound of 'beep beep'. In his struggle, Lan Xiaobu clearly saw several figures appear on the screen, one of whom he recognized: it was the yellow-clothed man, Gong, who wanted him dead.
Lan Xiaobu suspected that the other figures were likely Gong's disciples, but he was in no position to escape. It was already night, yet Gong had managed to bring several disciples here; he was indeed a ruthless person.
The soul that sought to usurp Lan Xiaobu's was evidently aware of the arrivals outside. But at that moment, Lan Xiaobu struggled fiercely, not allowing it to possess him.
He had no idea how many souls it had consumed to strengthen its own existence, but it had never encountered someone as wildly determined as Lan Xiaobu. It had to leave; otherwise, as more people arrived, the situation would become increasingly dire for it.
Lan Xiaobu would rather let the saucer fall into Gong's hands than allow this foreign soul to take over him and leave in the saucer. However, at that moment, two sharp pains stabbed into him, as if twisting the depths of his soul.
Lan Xiaobu's mouth bled as he spat out blood and fainted. Yet at that moment, his body shook and struggled back to consciousness, moving towards the control room and quickly pressing buttons on the large screen.
The flying saucer suddenly erupted with intense gusts of wind, causing Gong and his disciples outside to retreat rapidly. In the next moment, the saucer shook and shot upward into the sky.
I cannot be possessed, I cannot be possessed. This obsession jolted Lan Xiaobu back to clarity, and when he realized he was already in the driver's seat, he knew that during his fainting spell, the other side had seized control of the saucer using his body.
A frenzy overtook Lan Xiaobu. He activated the Muscle-Tendon Altering Sutra, risking everything to break free from the soul that sought to consume him. He regained control of his body and fought back with a wild abandon.
The saucer lost its control, no longer aimed at breaking through the atmosphere, but instead veered off in a sharp angle. Whether the saucer was out of control mattered not to Lan Xiaobu; what concerned him was that he absolutely could not let the invading soul possess him.
Lan Xiaobu was fearless. The soul that sought to possess him was growing anxious. Could it really land on Earth again? Earlier, they were deep in the mountains, where no one noticed. If it landed in a typical location now, then no matter how powerful it was, it would be doomed.
At this moment, it even neglected the integrity of Lan Xiaobu's spirit. It forcibly tore at his consciousness while trying to consume him.
Lan Xiaobu worried that the sharp pain inflicted on his soul earlier would be repeated. Though he could not tear its soul or devour it, he still had the advantage—his body was his own. If he did not have a body and merely relied on his spirit against the other, he would have been devoured long ago.
The operation of the Muscle-Tendon Altering Sutra continuously enhanced Lan Xiaobu's ability to resist while accelerating his recovery speed. Although these increases in resistance and recovery were weak, they were enough to prevent Lan Xiaobu's spirit from being immediately torn apart and devoured.
Having endured the initial terrifying pain, Lan Xiaobu slowly adapted, even learning something from the entity as it tore and consumed at his consciousness.
“Boom!” The flying saucer tilted and plummeted, crashing hard against the ground.
Lan Xiaobu was thrown up by the tremendous impact and crashed down onto the top of the saucer. Yet he seemed oblivious to the pain, concentrating all his mental energy on combating the soul that threatened his existence. To him, the pain of a torn soul was nothing compared to the agony of his flesh.
The soul seeking to consume him now exhibited some fear; it even attempted to escape from Lan Xiaobu's Purple Palace. However, it was too late.
As they wrestled, Lan Xiaobu gradually learned to rip apart and devour the consciousness of the soul. When he first tore at the already weakened entity's spirit, the horrifying pain it suffered twisted its consciousness.
It had no time to admire how many times it had previously ripped apart Lan Xiaobu's spirit and yet survived. All it wanted now was to escape from Lan Xiaobu's Purple Palace.
Failure to seize control was one thing, but to lose its own spirit? It realized it had made a grave error. Having temporarily taken over Lan Xiaobu's body, it should have continued to strangle his consciousness completely, devouring his spirit before taking flight.
Now that it had given Lan Xiaobu a chance to recover, and the latter could begin to tear at its spirit, it knew it was doomed.
Lan Xiaobu could clearly sense that the invading soul had lost its previous power. With a mania, he resorted to the tearing techniques he had just learned to rip at the other spirit repeatedly, attempting to consume it.
At that moment, the sharp, stabbing sensation that had previously caused him to faint surged back.
Not good, Lan Xiaobu bit down hard on his tongue, even drawing blood. He absolutely could not faint again; it was lucky enough that he had woken up from the first encounter. Such luck certainly would not strike a second time.
To Lan Xiaobu's delight, this time the pain seemed far less than before, and he did not lose consciousness. Not caring for his own life, he relentlessly tore at the other’s spirit, using his own spiritual consciousness to consume it.
All these methods had been learned when the other attempted to possess him; as for any aftereffects, Lan Xiaobu completely disregarded them. Being possessed? Who was concerned about aftereffects?
A piercing voice echoed in the depths of his mind, seeming to plead for mercy, as if asking him to relent.
Lan Xiaobu was filled with excitement, and as for relenting? Dream on.
With his formidable willpower, he spun his consciousness and, emulating the previous actions of the other, swallowed the shadows meandering within his Purple Palace.
Buzz! It was as if the Yellow River had burst its banks, an endless torrent crashing down into Lan Xiaobu's mind. Even if he didn’t want to faint again, he still succumbed once more.
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Luo Caisi was in a very bad mood. She returned to the country to find Lan Xiaobu and discuss the issue of Lancomycin with him. In reality, upon meeting him and discovering that he could even treat Frozen Silkworm Disease, her joy was beyond compare.
Before she could even sit down with Lan Xiaobu to discuss further, he left Kunhu Hospital. Although she did not give up hope, it was soon reported that Lan Xiaobu had killed Ju Jie from the Ju family and was wanted.
Was there anything more distressing than this? Thankfully, the warrant was later revoked, but she still could not find Lan Xiaobu.
None of this could deter Luo Caisi's determination to seek out Lan Xiaobu for medical discussions. Just when she had no leads, her family called, demanding her immediate return and warning her that even if she couldn’t shake her passion for medicine, she absolutely could not seek Lan Xiaobu.
Why? Because Qianyin was looking for Lan Xiaobu. Offending someone from Qianyin meant certain death. No matter how powerful Lan Xiaobu was, before Qianyin, he was nothing but an ant.
Luo Caisi had no idea who Qianyin was, nor did she want to know. As her family pressured her more, she simply turned off her phone and went alone to the Qinling Mountains to clear her mind.
(The End of This Chapter)