Chapter 6

Taking a deep breath.

Zhao Futu's chest rose and fell more steadily, almost maintaining a constant curve. His breathing was long and powerful, and his gaze was fixed on the large, muscular head wolf. At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into a different person. His face was expressionless, eerily calm, like a precision machine calculating the most accurate timing.

The aura expanded!

Even with his eyes closed, Zhao Futu could clearly sense the movements of the twelve mutated steppe wolves.

Cultivating the Inner Dan Art was not a fun thing. Throughout history, countless people had gone mad from their practice, leading to paralysis or even death! However, most of these people lived in seclusion, unknown to others. Ordinary health-preserving qigong was naturally not a problem. To be honest, at that level, one wasn't even qualified to go mad!

However, as his cultivation deepened, true qi formed, and his entire meridian system expanded, eventually breaking through the 'Fate' barrier!

The risk of going mad also increased.

Back then, Zhao Futu had once gone mad. The result of this madness was that his personality became eccentric and violent, filled with murderous intent, and even the slightest provocation could ignite his murderous heart! At that time, Zhao Futu almost couldn't control himself. He even felt that he had lost his mind. In the end, with no other choice, he had to try hypnosis, using deep self-hypnosis to treat his mental trauma.

That time of madness cost him his only girlfriend.

Even now, he has little desire to deeply interact with girls. At the same time, while using hypnosis to treat his mental trauma, Zhao Futu had to accept a reality: he had formed a second personality under self-hypnosis!

Dissociative identity disorder.

This was not good news.

Although he could control both personalities with the suppression of the Inner Dan Art, sometimes he was involuntarily influenced by the second personality, the one he had sealed through self-hypnosis. A personality without emotion, like a machine, filled with murderous intent!

The soul is one.

Consciousness is just a carrier, whether it is one or two carriers is not important. What matters is distinguishing the primary from the secondary, so that consciousness remains singular.

Zhao Futu had already reached the stage of breaking through the 'Fate' barrier, and his perception had touched the edge of the soul.

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The primary personality is the self, the secondary personality is a tool.

Back then, he had sealed his second personality with deep hypnosis, but what Zhao Futu didn't expect was that during his daily cultivation of the Inner Dan Art, this sealed second personality would emerge on its own. Practitioners are emotionless when deeply in a meditative state, and their control over emotions is at a level that ordinary people can hardly imagine, even indirectly affecting them, making it increasingly difficult for them to be attracted to women.

This is not a joke.

There are countless alchemical techniques in the world, and many of them subtly change a person's character as they progress. Many practitioners are not interested in women because their control over emotions becomes increasingly powerful, making it hard for them to be attracted to even the most beautiful women.

The Buddhist saying 'red powder skeleton' reflects this mindset.

Of course, there are countless charlatans in the world, and it's hard to distinguish truth from falsehood. If there is one meaningful thing to say, it is: Since I came into this world, I never intended to leave it alive!

Meditation.

The Inner Dan Art unexpectedly transformed Zhao Futu's second personality. Under the influence of a sufficiently advanced 'calming technique,' the originally eccentric and violent second personality began to become restrained. The overwhelming murderous intent in his heart settled, turning into a completely calm, rational, and emotionless tool. A secondary personality like a machine, which even merged with his aura after his third breakthrough.

When he activated his aura, his secondary personality automatically took over, dominating his consciousness and body.

In fact.

Most practitioners have a secondary personality, whether it is activated or still sealed. Even ordinary people have a secondary personality, hidden in the dark, unknown, and not yet manifested.

Being consistent inside and out.

That is impossible.

In most accomplished cultivators, there is a fully manifested secondary personality that complements the primary personality. This secondary personality is an indispensable part of breaking through the 'Fate' barrier and even a key to maintaining the soul after the physical body dies. Only an emotionless secondary personality can help them navigate the illusory realm of the 'Fate' barrier, a realm they are unaware they are in.

There are spirits in the world, and evil ones can be killed!

Of course.

Throughout history, most cultivators have been scholars who enjoy playing with words and dislike straightforwardness. They call the manifested, tool-like secondary personality, which elevates after breaking through the 'Fate' barrier:

— Yin Spirit!

Finally, under the promotion of the charlatans, this became a great supernatural power. Although it is essentially just a branch of consciousness, an extension of the soul, and a tool-like secondary personality.

If a hard evaluation must be given, it is that this personality is a bit cold...

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Time passed minute by minute.

Finally, a grayish-white, muscular mutated wolf could no longer hold back and was the first to attack!

It roared, crouched, and lunged forward, its mouth full of sharp fangs, thick saliva dripping, looking particularly ferocious and terrifying. However, its target was not the glasses-wearing man but the white-collar woman who had been hiding behind others!

These mutated steppe wolves seemed to have a very strange intelligence. They first eliminated the greatest threat and then targeted the weakest, weakening the enemy's strength. Although the intelligence of steppe wolves was limited, they clearly understood that among humans, females had very weak combat abilities and were the easiest to eliminate.

At the same time, as the grayish-white mutated wolf attacked, the two giant wolves beside it also prepared to attack, targeting the two people next to the white-collar woman. If anyone tried to help, they would expose their back to the wolves, becoming their targets.

This was the moment!

Zhao Futu took a deep breath and suddenly lunged forward, grabbing the silver Desert Eagle on the ground. At this moment, the head wolf noticed his movement. With its exceptionally keen animal instinct, it captured Zhao Futu's action and immediately roared, lunging at him. This head wolf, infected with the werewolf virus, was exceptionally powerful, and its animal instinct could rival that of some real werewolves!

The moment Zhao Futu lunged forward, it sensed the dangerous aura emanating from the human.

Without hesitation, it launched a fatal attack on Zhao Futu!

When Zhao Futu grabbed the silver Desert Eagle, he suddenly felt the hairs on his back stand up, followed by a strong, pungent smell of blood from behind him, and a chilling sensation aimed at his cervical vertebrae! At this critical moment, Zhao Futu couldn't afford to hesitate. He suddenly exerted force, rolled to the side, and pointed the Desert Eagle behind him!

"Click!"

A sharp pain shot through his wrist. As he raised the Desert Eagle, the head wolf pounced, its mouth full of fangs clamping down on his gun-wielding hand. The pain transmitted through the central nervous system to Zhao Futu's brain, and he instinctively pulled the trigger. A muffled gunshot echoed, like a firecracker in a closed space, resonating from the head wolf's massive mouth!

— Bang!!!

At point-blank range, the Desert Eagle's powerful killing power was fully unleashed. The bullet entered the head wolf's brain through its upper jaw and penetrated its skull, tearing off a piece of its skull, creating a blood hole several centimeters wide on its head! Blood spurted several meters high, and the large head wolf didn't even have time to let out a mournful cry before it died on the spot!

"Critical hit!... Critical damage!... Your attack caused 45 base damage!... Critical hit confirmed! Confirmed! Caused 90 (45*2) damage!... Critical effect triggered!... Your attack actually caused 180 (90*2) damage!... Target entered critical condition!..."

"Bullet penetrated the target's brain! Triggered lethal effect!... Lethal effect confirmed!... Target failed to avoid the lethal effect!... Target died!..."

Due to the temporary life boost from the wolf pack, the head wolf's health should have been around 300 points. The critical hit from the Desert Eagle at close range caused 180 damage, which should have only put it into a critical condition. However, the bullet directly entered the brain, and in Zhao Futu's consciousness, a lethal effect prompt appeared, followed by the message that the target failed to avoid the lethal effect and died.

In a split second, he had walked the line between life and death.

After the head wolf died, Zhao Futu was drenched in cold sweat. However, he remembered that there were still many mutated steppe wolves around. He rolled to his feet, ignoring the pain in his wrist, and aimed the gun at a nearby giant wolf!

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