Fuyuan crouched beside Yunyang, silently helping her recover her mental strength.
Yunyang was still in fairly good condition, but Cang Zhuonian’s contamination level was dropping far too slowly, and her expression unconsciously grew solemn.
Purifying him without making contact was simply too inefficient.
The Qilin’s contamination level had already fallen to one. With her controlling it, there was almost no chance it would rise to one hundred. Should she use the old method after all?
Yunyang quickly weighed the pros and cons, then decided to enter Cang Zhuonian’s mental landscape once more.
Fuyuan tightened his grip on her hand slightly and continued channeling his ability without pause.
Inside the mental landscape, Yunyang soon found the mass of “dark clouds” covered in tentacles again.
This time, before her mental power even drew near, the little Qilin suddenly shook off the cloud clinging to his body and bounded over to her, rubbing against her strand of mental power like an excited puppy.
Yunyang soothed the little Qilin before continuing to cleanse his contamination.
When only ten percent of her mental power remained, someone lifted her from the chair, forcing her to withdraw her mental power.
“Fu Shiyi?”
Yunyang stared up at him blankly, panic still lingering in her eyes from the sudden embrace.
“Mistress, you’ll feel awful if you exhaust yourself. Why don’t you go rest for a while?”
“His contamination level has dropped to ninety-seven.”
Fu Shiyi spoke as though asking for her agreement, but he had no intention of releasing Yunyang.
Yunyang also felt that she needed to recover some mental power, so she let Fu Shiyi carry her to the resting room.
The other husbands hurried after them.
After Yunyang and her family left, Jenkins glanced at Cang Zhuonian and sighed before closing the door.
A contamination level of ninety-seven was highly unstable. Yunyang went straight into the resting room with Pei Wenye and gave him only an hour.
Pei Wenye was suffering terribly.
Even so, he respected his Mistress’s wishes and forced himself to stop midway.
Once her mental power had recovered, Yunyang sat for a while before taking her husbands to the monitoring room where the Qilin was being held.
But this time, Jenkins refused to let her enter.
“Lady Yunyang, that boy Zhuonian shouldn’t trouble you any further. His condition has stabilized considerably.”
Yunyang stared at Jenkins and noticed what seemed to be a flash of grief in his eyes as he spoke.
She quickly realized that something was wrong and said firmly, “Open the door.”
“Lady Yunyang, you…”
Something had clearly happened.
Yunyang’s expression hardened, and her tone became even more forceful. “I said, open the door.”
Jenkins’s lips trembled. In the end, he did not dare disobey the female’s wishes and could only open the door helplessly.
Cang Zhuonian’s condition was even worse than before.
Although Yunyang had just purified him, his contamination level had risen again within the short span of an hour—and it had climbed even higher than before.
He seemed to be on the verge of losing control.
Jenkins clearly knew this, which was why he had tried to stop her.
He—or rather, the military—had already prepared themselves to sacrifice Cang Zhuonian.
Cang Zhuonian was different from Pei Wenye back then. His ability level was far too high. Even if Yunyang exhausted her mental power once again to purify him, it would not have much effect.
Of the Federation’s only three S-rank females, Chu Zhiwei was unconscious, while You Lu was staying with her at the treatment center.
Yunyang was the only one whose mental power had any effect on Cang Zhuonian, yet even that effect was minimal.
Yunyang took a deep breath, used her ability on herself, and once again entered Cang Zhuonian’s mental landscape.
When the purification was over, only three percent of her mental power remained, while Cang Zhuonian’s contamination level had dropped only to ninety-six.
With the experience from last time, Yunyang knew for certain that if she left to recover her mental power, Cang Zhuonian’s contamination level would rise again.
For the first time, she felt powerless.
In truth, when she discovered that the two pilots had been parasitized, she had had a better choice. She could have gone to the First Legion’s base.
The First Legion was highly trained and worked together seamlessly. As long as they were notified in advance, they were confident they could take down even a ninth-level insectoid.
But at the time, she had instinctively thought of the Qilin, remembering that he was an SSS-rank ability user who could restrain a ninth-level insectoid with his ability.
When all was said and done, it was her poor decision that had pushed him to the brink of losing control.
There was no way she could lower the Qilin’s contamination level by herself. At this point, she could either ask Lulu to come help her, or…
Yunyang first asked You Lu whether she was free.
[You Lu: Yangyang, Sister Zhiwei suddenly has a fever. I can’t get away right now.]
[You Lu: Did something happen on your end?]
[Yunyang: No, it’s already been taken care of. I’ll go see Sister Zhiwei later.]
Yunyang knew that if she told You Lu what she needed, You Lu would definitely come help.
But Chu Zhiwei’s condition was not good either, and Yunyang did not want to leave Chu Zhiwei alone at the treatment center. After all, all of Chu Zhiwei’s husbands were seriously injured and unconscious.
Yunyang looked at the restrained Qilin.
Fuyuan had already expended a great deal of his ability, and his complexion was terrible, yet he was still forcing himself to hold on.
Her mental power had recovered slightly, to around six percent.
If she relied on Fuyuan, it would take at least half an hour.
Yunyang took a deep breath. Just as she made up her mind, Fu Shiyi caught her by the wrist.
“No one is more important than you, Mistress.”
Fu Shiyi thought she was about to continue purifying Cang Zhuonian.
Jenkins thought the same. So although it was cruel to Cang Zhuonian, he still nodded and said, “Lady Yunyang, you cannot let anything happen to you. Zhuonian prepared himself for this from the beginning. He would not want to see you come to harm.”
But the more they said this, the tighter Yunyang’s chest felt.
An SSS-rank ability user with a wide-area defensive ability was every bit as important to the Federation as a female.
She looked up and curved her lips into a smile. “Fu Shiyi, I’m fine.”
Fu Shiyi stared at her in silence and soon understood what she meant.
But he did not stop her.
He respected every decision his Mistress made.
At that moment, Fuyuan could only hate that his ability level was not higher. If he were an SSS-rank ability user, he could help his Mistress fully recover her mental power in fifteen minutes—or even ten.
Then his Mistress would not have to suffer from exhausting herself so much.
This was the first time Fuyuan had ever missed those dark, inhumane days.
If those people had been even more deranged and used the largest possible dose of the samples on him, he might have become an SSS-rank ability user.
Compared with her husbands, Yunyang did not feel particularly troubled by the matter.
She had already seen the Qilin’s human form after arriving at the Purification Tower, so making this other decision was not difficult for her at all.
An SSS-rank ability user, with a handsome face and an excellent physique, who could also transform into a Qilin—he was an ideal choice for a husband.
The only question was whether the person in question was willing.
Using the tiny amount of mental power she had left, Yunyang entered Cang Zhuonian’s mental landscape and found the little Qilin wrapped in dark clouds.
At this point, they could no longer be called dark clouds.
Although the little Qilin’s contamination had not yet reached one hundred, the clouds had already become pitch-black and thick, resembling the contamination Yunyang had purified in the past.
Yunyang controlled her mental power until it took on a human form, then beckoned to the “dark clouds.”
The little Qilin hesitated and did not approach as he had in the past few times.
Yunyang waved again and asked, “Would you like to become my beast husband?”
Although the Qilin outside was temporarily unable to regain his human form, Yunyang had already confirmed that even a spiritual form could lower a male’s contamination level.
