Obsessed with a High-Ranking Esper (BL)-Chapter 226: Yu Xi losing control
Inside the estate, Jian Ci had just discovered that Leane had blacklisted him. The realization left him stunned, but the sound of the spacecraft leaving jolted him out of his thoughts. He rushed out of his room, sprinting toward the landing pad but it was too late.
The ship was already gone, a fading streak in the sky. Jian Ci stood there, chest heaving, staring upward as if sheer will could drag it back. He tapped his communicator, calling Yu Xi. The line cut instantly.
Jian Ci froze, disbelief flooding him. Even Jian Rui, seated opposite Yu Xi in the craft, was surprised. He turned to him. "You are not going to answer him?"
Yu Xi didn’t respond. His eyes glowed faintly, emerald light bleeding into the cabin. His psychic powers were boiling beneath the surface, surging, threatening to erupt.
He wasn’t all there, his focus narrowed to a single point, everything else fading into white noise. He had one target, one purpose.
Jian Rui’s concern deepened. He had two options: call Jian Ci to come over, or call Eros. And in his gut, he knew only Eros could handle Yu Xi in this state.
His instincts proved right.
When they reached the secret base, Yu Xi didn’t hesitate. He stormed into the room where Lord Leung was kept, what little remained of him strapped to a chair.
Yu Xi’s aura flared, emerald light bursting outward. His psychic powers surged, wrapping around Leung and the chair in one violent motion.
With a deafening crack, he hurled them both into the wall.
The chair shattered instantly, metal scattering across the floor. Bones broke with sickening finality. Leung, already barely alive, now hung at the edge of death.
But Yu Xi didn’t let him go. It wasn’t time yet.
His eyes burned, his aura pressing down like a storm. He would keep him alive until he had vented all his anger.
Jian Rui didn’t even speak. He stood frozen, his aura locked down, his psychic power repressed to the smallest flicker.
He knew that if he let it flare even slightly, Yu Xi would perceive it as a threat. And in this state, Yu Xi would fight him without hesitation. Jian Rui had fought him before and barely won, but this time... this time he would lose miserably.
It was like standing as a demon before the king of hell. There was no comparison. Yu Xi was a behemoth, and each time he released his full power it was as though another level of existence was being unlocked, something beyond regular espers.
Yu Xi grabbed the injector, his movements sharp and merciless. He hauled Lord Leung up by the collar, dragging his broken body upright. The injector hovered close to his neck.
"Please," Leung rasped, his voice shredded with pain. "Kill me."
Yu Xi smirked, a vile curve of lips that looked more like a predator than a man. "Not yet. You haven’t suffered enough."
The spark in Leung’s eyes dimmed, despair swallowing what little remained. Yu Xi drove the injector into him.
Lord Leung, who had been lifeless and barely clinging to breath, suddenly convulsed. His body sprang back to life, but it was agony, pure unrelenting agony. His screams tore through the chamber, echoing against the steel walls.
Yu Xi’s hand closed around his throat, forearm blazing with emerald light. The psychic power wrapped around his flesh like a living flame, aggressive and thirsty for blood. Leung’s veins bulged, his bruised and bloodied face turning a sickly shade of blue.
"Tell me about the Nullveil," Yu Xi demanded, his voice low and lethal.
Leung’s eyes widened, startled. He tried to mask it, but Yu Xi saw everything. There was a flicker of recognition, a panic buried beneath denial.
"I... I don’t know what you’re talking about," Leung stammered.
Yu Xi’s smile was terrifying, a predator’s grin. "Really? You don’t know?"
Leung struggled, choking on his own breath. "I... do-don’t know..."
Yu Xi’s grip tightened, the emerald glow pulsing brighter. "Alright," he said softly.
But that single word made his entire body tremble with fury.
And then Yu Xi was ruthless, more ruthless than ever before. His aura surged, crushing, suffocating, a storm of green light that promised only torment. Leung didn’t stand a chance.
Leung was a broken heap on the floor, his face a roadmap of burst capillaries. Yu Xi stood over him, radiating a malevolent energy. Emerald light pulsed from his eyes, weaving tendrils of psychic force that tormented Leung.
"Tell me about the Nullveil," Yu Xi’s voice was a low growl, devoid of any warmth. "Otherwise, I will bring your daughter here. She enjoys drugging people, doesn’t she? I will give her a taste of her own medicine." He glanced at Jian Ci, who was fidgeting, a picture of frustrated impatience. He was wondering what was taking Eros too long. "Drag her here," he spat, "I want this father-daughter reunion before death."
Leung, a broken man, found a sliver of strength. He clawed at Yu Xi’s navy uniform pants, his voice a gurgling whisper, "No... no... I gave it to her..." Blood frothed from his lips. "I... I told her it would help him relax..."
Yu Xi’s emerald gaze intensified. "Still lying! She put double the dose in that bottle, didn’t she? Was that your plan? To assassinate a member of the royal family? Treason carries a heavy price, Lord Leung."
Leung’s eyes widened, a horrifying realization dawning. He had told her one dose. She hadn’t said anything about doubling it.
Yu Xi laughed, a chilling, mirthless sound. "You didn’t know, did you? She didn’t tell you she used double the dose and almost killed him! Wow. Family values, huh?" He unleashed another wave of psychic energy, lifting Leung into the air, a puppet dangling on invisible strings. The man screamed, a raw, animalistic sound that echoed in the sterile room.
Yu Xi didn’t stop. Years of suppressed rage poured out, channeled through his devastating power. Leung was a rag doll, tossed and broken.
Just as Lord Leung’s mind seemed to finally be giving in and Yu Xi reached for another injector filled with a drug to wake him up some more, Jian Rui finally found his voice.
"Yu Xi!"
