Third Life Reincarnation: Finally Born Into a Magical World-Chapter 132: A mental technique (Part-2)

Mo Ran’s fingers flew, forming a heart-shaped seal. With a thrust of his palm, he sent the seal flying toward Ryan. The seal resembled a translucent flame, unreal yet clearly visible, exuding an eerie and dreamlike aura.

The moment Ryan sensed it, his heart skipped a beat. From that heart seal, he felt a terrifying intent to burn the soul itself, causing his spirit to tremble.

This was another mental attack.

Fear crept into Ryan’s heart.

He had already tasted the danger once. Facing it again, he could not help but feel nervous. The cyan energy that had saved him earlier was nowhere to be found, and he could not be sure it would appear again.

He could not gamble his life on uncertainty.

Just then, Wang Bi’er’s voice rang out urgently, "Brother Li, mental attacks aren’t as terrifying as they seem. Steady your mind, focus on your spiritual platform. When the invading energy enters, guide your spiritual sea to expel it."

Without hesitation, Ryan followed her instructions. He calmed his thoughts, stabilized his consciousness, and focused inward.

He did not even know what the so-called spiritual sea truly was. Yet when the familiar gray energy, now tinged with a fiery red hue, invaded his mind again, he instinctively gathered his focus and resisted.

This time, an unfamiliar power within him was stirred.

That gray-red energy carried the heat of burning flames, searing his consciousness as it surged forward. But the moment it collided with Ryan’s gathered will, it was violently repelled. The invading force was expelled instantly, dissipating into nothingness as if swallowed.

The entire process lasted less than a blink.

Ryan did not lose control this time. He regained clarity almost immediately. Not only was he unharmed, but his mind felt sharper and clearer than before.

He froze for a moment.

He had... resisted it?

The mental attack was broken?

Was it really this simple?

Ryan quickly checked himself. There was no pain, no lingering dizziness, none of the terrifying sensations from before.

At the same time, Mo Ran suddenly staggered back, coughing up a mouthful of blood. His face turned pale, and his aura visibly weakened.

Seeing this, Ryan understood.

He had truly shattered Mo Ran’s mental attack.

So that was how it worked.

The earlier terror had not come from the absolute power of the mental attack, but from his own ignorance. Once he understood how to defend, the threat diminished drastically.

A mere Exalt threatening a Battle King like him?

Impossible.

Especially not someone like Ryan, who possessed the God of War System and the ability to fight across realms.

"How... how do you know how to defend against mental attacks?" Mo Ran stared at Wang Bi’er in disbelief.

He could not comprehend it. One of them had resisted a mental attack instinctively, and the other clearly understood the method of defense. These were supposed to be ignorant candidates, yet they shattered his assumptions completely.

"Of course I know," Wang Bi’er replied calmly. "Because my name is Wang Bi’er."

Mo Ran’s eyes widened in shock. "You... you’re from the royal Clan?"

"Oh?" Wang Bi’er let out a cold laugh. "What did you just say?"

Her pretty face was now completely frosted over as she stared at Mo Ran. The moment he dared to launch a mental attack on Ryan, Wang Bi’er had already sentenced him to death in her heart. She had never liked relying on power to suppress others, but Mo Ran had crossed a line that could not be tolerated.

Fortunately, Ryan was unharmed. Otherwise, even if Mo Ran died a thousand or ten thousand times, it would not have been enough to extinguish the hatred in her heart.

"I... I truly didn’t know that the young lady was from the Wang Clan," Mo Ran said hurriedly, regret written all over his face. "If I had known, I would never have acted so recklessly. Please forgive my offense."

Now that Wang Bi’er’s identity was clear, Mo Ran finally understood how disastrous his actions had been. Wang Bi’er herself was not the terrifying part. What truly frightened him was the colossal power standing behind her. If this matter were investigated, not only would his future be ruined, but even his Clan and relatives could be dragged into the abyss.

"Oh?" Wang Bi’er sneered. "You attacked my Brother Li, and now you think a single sentence of ’forgive me’ is enough?"

"I... I apologize," Mo Ran said in a low voice, his posture extremely humble.

"If apologies were enough," Wang Bi’er shot back coldly, "then who would ever need to take responsibility for their actions?"

The very words Mo Ran had used earlier were now returned to him in full. The situation had flipped so completely that it bordered on irony.

Mo Ran’s face stiffened. "I... I was just too angry at the time, so I acted without thinking..."

"Angry?" Wang Bi’er laughed icily. "We never provoked you. What right did you have to be angry? And when you are angry, you injure others? So this is the dignity of Dui Palace disciples? No wonder your overall strength ranks at the bottom." 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Her words were sharp and merciless, leaving Mo Ran pale and speechless.

At that moment, Ryan finally spoke. "Alright, Bi’er. Forget it. I won’t pursue this matter."

Wang Bi’er turned her head in disbelief. "You’re... not holding him accountable?"

"Yes," Ryan replied calmly. "I’m fine, aren’t I? Let him go."

In truth, Ryan had been furious earlier. He had even felt the urge to strike Mo Ran down on the spot.

But thinking about it now, if not for Mo Ran’s reckless attack, Ryan might never have experienced a mental assault firsthand, nor realized how terrifying such soul-rank techniques could be.

From another perspective, Mo Ran had unintentionally given him an early warning. Fortunately, Mo Ran was weak, and his mental attack was insufficient. If a truly powerful expert had struck without warning in the future, the consequences could have been unimaginable.

There was also another reason. Mo Ran was a disciple of Dui Palace, and Ryan had already decided to join Dui Palace himself. Creating irreconcilable grudges before even entering would bring unnecessary trouble.

"Thank you, little brother, for your magnanimity," Mo Ran said quickly, relief flooding his face. "If there is ever anything you need in the future, as long as it is within my power, I, Mo Ran, will repay you in full."

"Enough," Ryan said impatiently, waving his hand. "Leave. Don’t disturb us anymore."

Mo Ran glanced nervously at Wang Bi’er. Seeing that she had turned away and no longer spoke, he did not dare linger. He quickly retreated and disappeared into the crowd.

The surrounding onlookers, disappointed that the conflict ended without a fight, gradually dispersed and returned to their own affairs.

After Mo Ran left, Wang Bi’er puffed up her cheeks and clenched her fists. "Brother Li, why did you let him go? As long as you said the word, I could have made sure he wouldn’t be able to stay in Western Mansion!"

Ryan laughed and reached out to lightly scrape her nose. "Our Bi’er used to be gentle and refined. How did she suddenly turn into such a fierce little shrew?"

"W-What?" Wang Bi’er froze as if struck by lightning. Her face instantly turned red. "Was I... really that fierce?"