Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, five months had passed. The atmosphere at the Central Scout Academy began to grow tense. The mid-year ranking that would decide the fate of the next half of the year was about to begin, and all the students of the Central Scout Academy were working hard for this ranking that would decide their fates for the next half of the year.
During this time, Ling Lan's life was uneventful. She did not stand out too much, but she did not keep a low profile either. However, after accepting Lin Zhong-qing's challenge, she had not sparred with anyone else in public. Even during the physical skills combat class, Ling Lan had refused to spar with anyone else.
Of course, in the beginning, during the first month of school, Ling Lan still entered the combat hall with Zilong, Luo Lang, and Han Jijun from time to time for sparring practice. However, this practice did not last long. In one of the subsequent sparring sessions, Ling Lan actually lost control and severely injured Zilong. After this incident, Ling Lan refused to spar anymore, insisting that Zilong and the other two spar with each other.
In truth, it was not that Ling Lan did not want to spar with her friends, but she had her own difficulties. She had discovered that during the recent training regimen that Number Five had mentioned, every time she endured a night of training, her spiritual power would fluctuate abnormally. As time passed, these abnormal fluctuations grew stronger and stronger. She had been very nervous about what this abnormality would bring her, but her usual behaviour had not changed, so she could only put it aside for now.
Gradually, however, she found that when she fought, especially when she entered attack mode, it was very easy for her to slip into a bloodthirsty excitement, a desire to destroy everything.
At first, she was still able to suppress this desire, thinking that she could overcome the negative emotions brought about by this insane training regimen. However, as time passed, it became harder and harder for her to control these negative emotions, and she began to suspect that there might be something wrong with her mind.
After injuring Zilong, Ling Lan finally understood that there was indeed something wrong with her — her spiritual power had gone out of control. Number Five, who was said to have driven countless geniuses insane, had also caused Ling Lan to develop mental problems after torturing Ling Lan for a month.
Therefore, Ling Lan did not dare to make a move again. She was afraid that she would really kill Zilong and the others next time. At that time, she would definitely regret it.
Zilong, Luo Lang, and the others understood why Ling Lan did not want to fight. Thus, when faced with the students who wanted to challenge Ling Lan, Zilong and Luo Lang stepped forward and said that if they wanted to challenge their boss, they would have to defeat these two lackeys first.
There really were people who were unconvinced. When that awesome third place student from Special Class-A had challenged him, Zilong had accepted the challenge without a second word.
This time, the challenge was still a public arena battle, which attracted the attention of the Central Scout Academy students. It was also because the first year Special Class-A had already applied for a second public arena battle not long after school started. This made the seniors unanimously believe that this year's freshmen were definitely violent. Of course, they were also looking forward to the mid-year rankings. Would the final ranking of this year's Special Class-A change? If that was the case, it would probably set a new record for the Central Scout Academy. It should be known that in the past, the rankings of Special Class-A had always been stable.
Zilong and that third place student fought a bitter battle for some time, which could be said to have lasted until the very last moment. In the end, it was proven that Zilong's willpower was stronger, and his stamina was better, so he successfully defeated the third place student.
This result caused the students who had been somewhat restless to completely quieten down. Think about it — even the third place student had lost. If they wanted to challenge him, they should first weigh their own strength before doing so.
Qi Long's performance gave Ling Lan a few months of peace and quiet. It also gave her time to solve this troublesome problem of losing control of her mind. However, as the mid-year rankings drew closer, the originally calm Ling Lan began to get anxious. She still hadn't found a solution to this problem.
Mind you, by the time the mid-year rankings came around, she would no longer be able to refuse challenges from students of the same grade, unless she chose to give up on her results and leave the special classes to become a normal student.
This result was unacceptable to Ling Lan. Knowing what kind of existence Special Class-A was, and after enjoying all the benefits of it, Ling Lan wouldn't be so stupid as to give it all up. That's right, Ling Lan indeed didn't want to stand out, but she also didn't want to be a weakling. She still wanted to control her own life, to become a free person.
"I must solve this problem." Ling Lan clenched her fists tightly.
Ling Lan knew very well that if she didn't solve this problem, she wouldn't be able to do anything. The Central Scout Academy definitely didn't need a homicidal maniac. Her problem of losing control was already very serious — if she made a move now, rivers of blood would definitely flow, and corpses would litter the ground. She could still clearly remember how she had failed her last mission in the learning space.
This time, the mission she had received was to rescue a hostage, but in the end, she had killed everyone in that place, including the hostage she was supposed to rescue. For this, she had experienced the punishment of the learning space for the first time.
Ling Lan shuddered violently. That was definitely not a pleasant feeling. The electric current flowing through her body, the endless agony of not being able to die even if she wanted to, and not being able to live even if she wanted to. It wasn't much worse than Number Five's perverted torture, and she definitely didn't want to experience it again.
Ling Lan now understood that that so-called learning space wasn't her cheat (except for Little Four). It was definitely her black finger, an existence meant to torment her.
Just as Ling Lan was feeling anxious and conflicted, in the learning space, the Lord Number One whom Ling Lan greatly respected was currently tearing open Instructor Number Five's training space with great force in a fit of rage.
Number Five, who was designing something in his own space, saw the earth shake and the mountains shake. The world was about to shatter, and he knew that the situation wasn't good. He was just about to run when a large hand clamped down on his neck.
"Number Five, I only wanted you to cultivate Ling Lan's tolerance for setbacks, not for you to destroy her." Number One glared coldly at Number Five, his eyes filled with an indelible rage.
He was a person who trusted his subordinates and brothers very much. Since he had decided to let Number Five train Ling Lan, he wouldn't interfere anymore. Thus, he didn't know that Ling Lan's mental state was abnormal.
If Number Nine hadn't been paying attention to Ling Lan and noticed her abnormality and hurriedly informed him, perhaps he wouldn't have known the truth until Ling Lan was completely possessed.
Faced with Number One's rage, Number Five was still very calm. He said helplessly, "Number One, I didn't destroy Ling Lan. It's just that she has reached the time to choose her Dao."
Number One's expression changed. "How can it be so fast? I originally estimated that she would need 4 years to reach this level. "
Number One seemed to have thought of something, and his expression turned even colder. He said angrily, "Number Five, did you violate your promise with me and use your Extreme Hell Training Method?"
Number Five smiled, satisfaction in his eyes. Now, Number One understood everything. Enraged, he no longer held back and directly slammed Number Five into the ground.
With a loud "boom", Number Five's training space once again shook. At this moment, Number Five's entire body had been slammed into the ground by Number One. Only his face was above the ground.
This force was not pleasant. Number Five's expression was very fierce. The pain from the rupture made him unable to maintain his smile. However, Number Five didn't want to admit defeat just like that. His lips twitched as he forced out a smile and said, "Number One, don't blame me. Who asked Ling Lan to be such a good material? I didn't want to use her at first, but every time I set up a crazy mission, she would endure it. You don't know, but every time she completed a mission, I became a little more excited. What's more, in half a month's time, other than the Extreme Hell Training Method, she used up all of my crazy techniques and still managed to endure it. "
Number Five's expression was a little crazed. "That kind of endurance is truly monstrous. I've never encountered anything like it. That's why I was so excited, so excited... "
"So, you broke the rules and let her enter your Extreme Hell Training Method to train. You didn't know that you would destroy her by doing this," said Number One with a pained expression.
Ling Lan was the first successor he wanted to cultivate, but he didn't expect that because of his carelessness, she would almost be destroyed by Number Five. He, who had never regretted anything, actually felt regret at this moment.
"No, I didn't destroy her. Number One, do you know, she really passed the Extreme Hell Training Method. The only person who passed it in a sober state. It's just that she was lost in Dao. "The more Number Five spoke, the more excited he became. A kind of madness called success appeared on his face.
"Passed? You're saying Ling Lan passed? "Number One couldn't believe it.
"Yes, she passed. The only regret is that she couldn't find her own Dao." Number Five's face was full of regret. In his imagination, anyone who passed the Extreme Hell Training Method would become a powerhouse with Dao as long as they came out sober. However, Ling Lan was an oddball. She passed the Extreme Hell Training Method with a clear mind, but she couldn't find the Dao that suited her and fell into confusion.
"Why is it like this?" Number One couldn't understand it either. He agreed with Number Five's deduction.
"I think it's because she doesn't have a goal to become strong." Number Five's expression was a little strange. After spending these few months together, he could faintly sense Ling Lan's thoughts. Ling Lan's thoughts were very contradictory. She wanted to become strong, but she didn't want to stand out and take on too much responsibility. She also didn't want to become weak and unable to control her own destiny.
This contradiction, this hesitation, caused Ling Lan's spiritual power to touch the door of Dao, but she didn't have the solid power to push it open and enter a deeper realm. It should be known that once a person grasped the power of Dao, their abilities in all aspects would increase exponentially. In the future, no matter what they wanted to do or what they wanted to learn, they would definitely make rapid progress. Things that would originally take ten years to learn might very well be completed in two or three years.
"What Dao do you think she will most likely enter?" Number One asked with a serious expression. Number Five knew Ling Lan's situation the best. He had to understand this in order to know how to help Ling Lan choose the right Dao.
"The Killing Dao! Some time ago, her mission to rescue the hostages failed. The reason was that she killed everyone in that camp, including the hostages, "Number Five said with a smile. If they didn't do anything about it, as time passed, Ling Lan entering the Killing Dao was practically a foregone conclusion.
"No, the Killing Dao is too bloody. Ling Lan's personality isn't suitable." Number One immediately rejected this Dao. The Killing Dao was actually also an excellent Dao, but the person who walked this Dao had to be cold and emotionless. Ling Lan wasn't suitable.
Ling Lan looked cold and aloof on the surface, but deep down, she was still very emotional. That was why she was willing to sacrifice herself to become a fake man for Lan Luofeng, overcoming all kinds of troubles. When Zilong and the others pestered her to be their boss, she chose to silently accept it. Even when she knew that Lin Zhong-qing had an ulterior motive, Ling Lan still chose to help him.
"The Demonic Dao is also possible." Number Five choked out a laugh. He actually knew that Ling Lan was very resistant to walking the Killing Dao, so it was very easy for her to develop an inner demon. As long as the inner demon successfully grew, in the end, Ling Lan wouldn't be able to walk the Demonic Dao even if she didn't want to.
Number One glanced at him coldly, causing Number Five's exposed head to break out in cold sweat. He understood what Number One meant. Number One clearly hated his reckless actions, causing Ling Lan to develop this inner demon. She might walk a Dao that Number One disliked very much.
Actually, according to Number One's original plan, after four years, Ling Lan would naturally enter the gates of the Dao, and then logically walk down the path of the King Dao or the Holy Dao without any obstacles or dangers. This was the most open and broadest Dao that Number One had chosen for Ling Lan.
Unfortunately, although Number Five's interference allowed Ling Lan to touch the gates of the Dao at a terrifying speed, it also caused endless problems due to Ling Lan's lack of temperament.
"Looks like we need to let Ling Lan find a goal that she needs to become stronger as soon as possible. But who will help her?" Number One sighed. He was not good at solving this kind of psychological problem.
"I'll go." A clear voice rang out from behind Number One.
Number Nine's pretty face was filled with anger, and the gaze she gave Number Five could definitely kill. Number Five raised his head to look at the sky, pretending not to see anything. At this time, he didn't dare to anger this protective tigress Number Nine.
Number One's expression relaxed. "Alright, Number Nine, I'll leave Ling Lan's matter to you."
Number Nine nodded, and then her figure disappeared.
Only then did Number Five smile bitterly. "She's finally gone. Number One, you can let me out now, right? "
Number One glanced at him coldly, and then decisively stomped down on his head, stomping him into the ground and truly burying him alive. Then, he disappeared from Number Five's training space.
Not long after, Number Five strangely pulled himself up from the ground. His expression was still relaxed, and he chuckled. "Not only has Number Nine gained feelings, even Number One is becoming more and more human. The experiment this time was very successful. Ling Lan does indeed have the ability to affect the emotions of intelligent life forms. I just don't know if this ability is good or bad for us intelligent life forms. "
"However, Ling Lan is really in danger this time... did I go too far? If something really happened to Ling Lan, then wouldn't I lose a lot of fun? No material can be so resilient, enduring one new training method after another that I've developed. Hmm, looks like I have to think of a way to help her get through this crisis... "Number Five thought hard. At this moment, he didn't realize that he, who never cared about the life or death of his material, was actually worrying about Ling Lan.
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