Chapter 46: Holy Word Technique
Tang San suppressed his emotions, took one last look at Mo Bai, seemingly having made a major decision, and stood up to leave.
He left Mo Bai's dormitory cleanly.
Just as Tang San stepped out, he saw Yu Xiaogang waiting at the dormitory entrance. In just over ten minutes, his teacher seemed to have experienced the great ups and downs of life.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his hair was even messier than before.
Seeing that Little San did not ignore him, a glimmer of joy rose in Yu Xiaogang's heart, but he still lowered his head, revealing a bitter smile, "Perhaps I was truly wrong, Little San... I am not worthy of being your teacher. I'm sorry..."
Yu Xiaogang bowed slightly, but before his body could go down much, he was supported by a pair of small hands.
The words Mo Bai had spoken to him flashed through Tang San's mind. He suppressed all his complex emotions and revealed the polite smile from their first meeting: "Teacher, let's go back too."
Inside the dormitory, Mo Bai watched Tang San and Yu Xiaogang leave. He reached up to cover his forehead, which was throbbing with pain. A sharp, intense pain spread from his eyes throughout his entire body, as if they were being gouged out again.
He stumbled, his body tilted, and he fell down involuntarily.
Before finally collapsing, he saw Ah Yin's anxious expression and felt a touch of warmth behind him, losing consciousness in an instant.
The Martial Soul Awakening had begun!
When Mo Bai's consciousness slowly cleared, he felt the swaying motion around him. It must be inside a carriage; Shadow One had not stopped the journey because of his coma.
A faint, lingering fragrance drifted into his nostrils...
Mo Bai slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, his originally golden circular pupils had gained another circle within them, with a pink, strange light flashing and disappearing within the rings.
Before him was still Ah Yin, who was using her Martial Soul to heal him. Her face was slightly pale, suggesting she had been treating him for quite some time. Beside her was Xiao Wu, who had also given up on studying and was waiting anxiously.
Mo Bai propped up his body, swept a glance over the surprised expressions of The Three Women, frowned, and asked while supporting his forehead: "How long has it been?"
"Half a month. Since the Young Lord fell into a coma, we have departed from Notting City and headed towards Suotuo City. Half a month has passed during this time."
Shadow One forcibly suppressed her joy and replied steadily.
Mo Bai glanced out of the corner of his eye. The place he had been leaning against earlier was Shadow One's lap; no wonder there was such a faint fragrance.
But with that subconscious glance, Shadow One's figure stiffened on the spot like a puppet, her pupils radiating a pink light—she was in a state of being controlled!
Mo Bai noticed this scene, his pupils constricted slightly, and he quickly averted his gaze. But when his gaze returned to the front, it happened to meet Ah Yin's concerned pupils.
Waves of pink light spread!
In just an instant, including Xiao Wu, pink light radiated from both of their pupils.
Mo Bai also felt a sharp, intense pain in his eyes and subconsciously closed them.
"Is the second Awakening this difficult to control?"
Mo Bai's brows were tightly locked. After several dozen seconds, the pain in his eyes gradually eased and dissipated. Ah Yin's worried voice reached his ears again: "Young Lord, are you alright?"
Ah Yin had the highest Soul Power and was the first to break free from control.
Seeming to sense the body fragrance drawing closer to his breath, Mo Bai raised his hand and said, "I'm fine. But I might not be able to use my eyes for a while; find something to cover them for me."
"Yes, Young Lord." Ah Yin's voice replied in his ear.
Immediately, Mo Bai felt a piece of fabric gently wrap around his eyes and tie behind his head, creating a sense of restriction.
The feeling of darkness was still somewhat uncomfortable.
But his Martial Soul had just finished evolving, and he needed to adapt to its abilities. Before adapting, it was best for him to remain in this dark state, otherwise, it would be easy to accidentally harm others or himself.
Before long, Shadow One and Xiao Wu also woke up. Seeing Mo Bai with his eyes covered in white cloth, anxiety welled up in their hearts.
"Don't worry, I just don't want to use them for now." Mo Bai comforted the two women, then offered a smile, "Besides, I'll have to rely on you two to take care of me for the time being."
And immediately, the responses of the women came from all around: "Yes, Young Lord!"
After this response, the carriage jolted and slowly came to a halt.
And from outside the carriage came Pupil One's voice: "Young Lord, we have arrived at Suotuo City."
Suotuo City? Arrived? Mo Bai was slightly stunned, then suddenly realized that he had been in a coma for half a month. Under the circumstances of not delaying the journey, it was normal to have arrived.
And in the second he was thinking, a crisp "ding" sound came from outside the carriage, and after a few exchanges of conversation, the carriage moved again and drove forward.
Soon, some noisy and bustling sounds could be heard. It seemed they had entered the city, and using money to solve minor matters seemed to have become a standard practice for their group.
Mo Bai was just about to withdraw his thoughts, but suddenly froze! No, half a month!
Mo Bai hurriedly calmed his mind and probed out with his consciousness, following the flow of the Power Of Faith.
Half a month without a response would likely cause some complications.
But when his mind drifted to Old Jack, Wang Sheng, and the others, he saw a thriving state. The zealots seemed to have realized there was no response.
They did not continue to blindly expand the True faith, but instead focused on educating and deepening the faith of the newly joined believers.
Mo Bai's mind returned, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his subordinates were not all fools and brutes; knowing they couldn't contact him, they didn't adopt a pessimistic attitude but continued to work diligently.
Not bad, worthy of commendation.
But... it was not entirely without accidents.
Mo Bai's thoughts followed an extremely weak thread of Power Of Faith and arrived at a remote hall, a branch of the Spirit Hall in some small city, where a commoner was trembling while explaining something to personnel bearing the Spirit Hall insignia.
That weak connection of faith also completely snapped!
His disappearance had still brought about some consequences...
But for a commoner who wasn't even a Soul Master, even what he said would be hard to get the attention of a Soul Master.
Commoners and Soul Masters were inherently two different classes; even in the Spirit Hall, it likely wouldn't cause too much of a stir.
But just in case.
Mo Bai's mind sank, and he transmitted a sentence through faith—The Informant Loses Their Voice!
And this sentence rang out like a warning bell in the minds of all believers. Regardless of who they were or where they were, they all looked up at the sky with fiery gazes and said in unison, "The Informant Loses Their Voice!!"
[Ding! Old Jack, Wang Sheng, and tens of thousands of believers have believed your lie—The Informant Loses Their Voice. Trust level 100%, manifestation degree 1/100 to 1/1,000,000, successfully manifested The Informant Loses Their Voice!]
Meanwhile, in a city-level Spirit Hall under Fasinuo Province.
The trembling commoner's body jolted violently. He opened and closed his mouth in vain at the Soul Master before him, wanting to say the key information in his heart, but could only make "Heh... heh..." stammering sounds.
He was unable to organize any effective words! Even though he gestured frantically with his hands, trying to express himself.
But this abnormal behavior only made the Soul Master before him frown deeply and wave his hand impatiently: "This is not a place for you to mess around! Get out!"
The commoner's eyes were filled with fear; seemingly thinking of something, he kowtowed repeatedly, and this abnormal action only annoyed the Spirit Hall Soul Master further, "Get lost!"
At this moment, the golden True eye on Mo Bai's forehead flashed and disappeared.
This was also his first time using the "True" ability, combined with the assistance of the System and the cooperation of thousands of people.
Some small things could indeed be realized. In short—Holy Word Technique!
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