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Chapter 63 Mental Power First Transformation

Lin Bei slowly opened his eyes.

Deep within his eyes, it seemed as if two flames flashed and disappeared.

At this moment, his mind was clearer than ever before, and he was aware of everything around him—including the mental fluctuations of Feng Muchi and the other two.

"Did it work?"

Han Mingdao spoke first, his tone tinged with nervousness and anticipation.

"It's done."

Lin Bei stood up and proactively released a wisp of spiritual energy.

The crimson spiritual energy was like a burning flame, radiating a scorching aura.

"It really worked!"

"To transform one's spiritual power on the very first observation—that's simply monstrous!"

"Incredible!"

Having witnessed Lin Bei's crimson spiritual power firsthand, Feng Muchi and the other two were all deeply shocked.

All three of them have completed the first transformation of their spiritual power.

Even Feng Muchi, who possessed the greatest talent, had to observe five times before he successfully condensed a spiritual imprint.

Lin Bei.

I only observed it once.

The entire process took only about an hour.

"Is this even human...?"

Shocked, Feng Muchi stared at Lin Bei with shining eyes, his face full of smiles: "Lin Bei, congratulations."

Han Mingdao and Teacher Xu also congratulated him.

Lin Bei withdrew his spiritual power, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for the opportunity given to me by the school, and thank you to the principal and teachers for their guidance."

These words made the smiles on the three people's faces even wider.

Feng Muchi's smile vanished, and his tone turned serious: "Regarding the news about your spiritual transformation, I hope it will remain a secret for now and not be spread."

A sixteen-year-old first-stage mental power user...

Once this news spreads, it will surely cause a sensation in all high schools in Haicheng and may even make the local news.

Although it helps to enhance the reputation of No. 2 Middle School.

But Feng Muchi had more to consider.

Early fame may not be a good thing for a sixteen-year-old high school student.

The deeper reason is that the school is not prepared for this. Once competitors find out, they will definitely do everything they can to poach its staff.

Lin Bei might not be able to resist the temptation.

At that time, wouldn't it be a huge loss if the school had worked so hard only to benefit someone else?

As the principal, Feng Muchi naturally had to consider the interests of the school.

Upon hearing this, Lin Bei nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, Principal, I understand."

Han Mingdao and Teacher Xu also promised not to leak the information.

Feng Muchi smiled with satisfaction, his gaze falling on the painting "Blazing Flames," and his lips twitched involuntarily.

"Teacher Han, Teacher Xu, please take Lin Bei away first."

"Yes."

The three had just left.

Feng Muchi immediately stepped forward to check the state of the visualization diagram.

result.

The more he looked, the more heartbroken and horrified he became.

The spiritual imprint remaining in the visualization diagram has decreased by a full third!

"Is that kid a monster? How can he swallow such a massive amount of spiritual imprint energy? Isn't he afraid his brain will explode?"

"Fortunately, it was a close call... I never expected that the old principal's decision to defy all opposition and open up the visualization diagram would actually result in the raising of a real dragon."

Inside the secret room, Feng Muchi muttered to himself:

"But can this small pond at No. 2 Middle School hold back this true dragon?"

……

"They're out."

Song Che, Wang Jing, and others were waiting in the exhibition room on the first floor.

When the two teachers brought Lin Bei out, all eyes turned to him.

All eight of them failed.

Only Lin Bei remained in the underground chamber and only came out now.

"This observation session has now concluded..."

Han Mingdao didn't give them a chance to ask questions. After giving a few brief instructions, he told everyone to disperse.

He then took Lin Bei back to his office.

After closing the door.

Han Mingdao turned around, his gaze fixed intently on Lin Bei: "You just completed the first transformation of your spiritual power, how does it feel?"

Lin Bei answered truthfully, "My mental strength is more refined than before, my mental perception is more acute, and the range of my perception has doubled. At the same time, my brain is also working much faster..."

In fact, the biggest change was in the mental network in his mind, but as his biggest trump card, he naturally wouldn't reveal it.

"Um."

After listening, Han Mingdao said seriously, "Although you have already completed the first stage of spiritual power transformation, it has only been a short time, and you are not yet able to truly master this powerful force."

Lin Bei seized the opportunity and said, "Please enlighten me, teacher."

Han Mingdao slowly said, "After the first transformation of mental power, the biggest change is not what you just mentioned, but that your mental will has been elevated to a higher level. When facing other martial artists who have not yet completed the first transformation of mental power, you can suppress them on a mental level, weaken their combat power, and even win without fighting."

"I see……"

Lin Bei nodded thoughtfully.

Now that my mental will has become stronger, will I be able to persist for longer when meditating in the fourth consciousness space?

I'll try it when I get home.

"also."

Han Mingdao continued, "After the first transformation, your mental power will gain a certain characteristic, or attribute. And the attribute of your mental power depends on what visualization diagram you have observed."

As he spoke, he released a wisp of his spiritual energy.

That spiritual energy rippled like water, carrying a moist aura that seemed to permeate everything.

"Back then, I studied a visualization painting called 'Flood' and condensed a water-attribute spiritual imprint from it, which gave my spiritual power the characteristic of 'penetration'."

Han Mingdao further explained: "For example, I can use my mental power to penetrate the enemy's mind, dismantle their mental defenses from the inside, and cause them to feel fear, waver in their will, or even suffer a mental breakdown."

"So strong."

Lin Bei exclaimed in surprise and asked, "Teacher, what kind of mental characteristic have I acquired?"

"Only you know this."

Han Mingdao replied, "The spiritual imprint you have condensed comes from that painting 'Blazing Flames,' so it should be some kind of fire-attribute spiritual characteristic. As for what exactly it is, you can only rely on your own gradual understanding in the future."

"I see."

Lin Bei then asked, "After the first transformation of mental power, when can one undergo the second transformation?"

"You're thinking quite far ahead."

Han Mingdao smiled and said, "The second stage of mental power transformation is not that easy."

You not only need to forge an extremely strong mental will, but also need to find a visualization diagram with compatible attributes.

For example, I gained the water-attribute spiritual characteristic during my first job advancement. Therefore, for my second job advancement, I must also observe a visualization diagram that possesses the same water-attribute spiritual imprint in order to have a chance of successfully advancing.

Upon hearing this, Lin Bei asked curiously, "Why can't we view the visualization diagrams for other attributes?"

"Theoretically, yes."

Han Mingdao patiently explained, "It's just that the risk is extremely high."

The so-called second transformation of spiritual power simply means that a second spiritual imprint is condensed and merged with the first one.

Spiritual imprints of the same attribute are relatively easy to fuse. However, spiritual imprints of different attributes often conflict with each other, making the fusion process extremely risky.

At best, all efforts will be in vain, and the second attempt will fail. At worst, consciousness will be lost, leaving the individual in a vegetative state.

"It's that serious..."

Lin Bei took a deep breath and silently memorized this important information.

After explaining some more points to note, Han Mingdao patted him on the shoulder: "Go back and digest this information. The school should have other arrangements for you. Just wait patiently for news."

"Thank you, teacher."

After saying goodbye to Teacher Han, Lin Bei left the school and headed home.

I had just returned to the neighborhood when I ran into my mother, Gao Lan, coming downstairs. She was carrying a large duffel bag and looked like she was about to leave.

"Mom, where are you going?"

"Your dad went to work a couple of days ago, and he left in a hurry, forgetting to bring his bedding and change of clothes. I'll bring them to him."

"You're not feeling well, go back and rest. I'll take you there."

Lin Bei took the duffel bag from Gao Lan.

"You silly child..."

After giving Lin Bei the detailed address, Gao Lan instructed him, "Come back early after you're done delivering."

"understood."

Lin Bei responded, picked up his luggage bag, and turned to leave.

After leaving the residential area, he hailed a taxi, gave them his address, and the car headed east.

Approximately forty minutes later.

The taxi stopped in front of a brand-new barbed wire fence.

There was a checkpoint ahead, with several heavily armed soldiers on duty.

"This is a military restricted area, I can only take you this far," the driver said, turning around.

Lin Bei paid the fare and got off the bus with his luggage bag.

He walked up to the checkpoint, explained his purpose, and gave his father Lin Qiqiang's position and name.

After verifying the information, a soldier picked up the walkie-talkie and said a few words.

A moment later, a middle-aged man in a gray logistics uniform strode out; it was Lin Qiqiang.

"Son, what brings you here?"

"Mom asked me to bring this..."

Lin Bei handed over the luggage bag and glanced into the depths of the military base.

The base was much larger than he had imagined.

New concrete buildings are rising one after another.

Further away, the silhouettes of steel warships moored along the coastline can be faintly seen...

Lin Qiqiang noticed his son's gaze and quickly reminded him, "This is a military area, don't look around!"

"Okay, Dad, take care of yourself. I'm going back now."

After exchanging a few words with his father, Lin Bei turned and left.

On his way back, since he couldn't find a taxi, he had to walk home.

It took seven or eight minutes to walk.

He encountered a group of stray dogs on the roadside, chasing each other.

"Woof woof woof!"

One of the stray dogs had something in its mouth, and the other dogs were scrambling to grab it.

Lin Bei glanced at it.

What the dog was carrying in its mouth was a small sea turtle, about the size of a palm.