Reverse flow of the Yellow Springs

The psychic's desire to live was fulfilled.

However, it might be somewhat different from what he imagined.

How could a level 3 psychic withstand the mental attack of an elite Night Watchman?
The cheese's dragon roar completely shattered his will and mental strength, turning him into a hollow, humanoid carbohydrate. Even if he were cured, he'd still be drooling.

Whatever schemes he might have conjured, whether he intended to issue warnings or escape alone, he was powerless to carry them out.

Meanwhile, the night watchmen began to discuss their plans.

"This situation is much more complicated than we anticipated."

"A psionic organization capable of independently concocting potions is no longer to be underestimated. We must strike hard!"

"But our top priority is still to ensure the safety of the children."

“We also need to follow the trail of that wealthy business association and uproot their entire supply chain. The fact that they were able to find so many children means they must have many crime locations.”

"Should we launch a full-scale attack? Our strength is certainly enough to wipe out any powerful enemy! Based on the intelligence we have so far, we don't even need Captain Night to take action. Our White Robe Team can suppress everything."

"It's best not to, at least not now. The fact that they can independently concoct potions means that their organization has sufficient combat power. We are all official members, so we should be very clear about the difficulty of concocting potions."

As official members, it was naturally convenient for Li Yelai and the others to refine magic potions.

This is because the official organization is large and has a well-established system. Furthermore, it has sufficient combat power to hunt extraordinary creatures, allowing psionicists within the giant city to exchange merit points without leaving the city.

Otherwise, Li Ye would have had to collect the materials himself.

Not to mention far away.

Just the potion for the five senses requires killing several powerful supernatural creatures.

Without official support, a church, or an ark, Li Yelai, even knowing the potion recipe, had to collect the necessary materials himself.

They also had to enter several restricted areas and find and kill several specific extraordinary creatures.

Then, enter certain special environments to collect the required spiritual plants.

Not to mention rare items like Dragon Balls.

Without sufficient foundation, don't even think about it.

An organization capable of consistently refining three or four types of magic potions.

There must be an extremely elite force of psionicists. There might even be high-end combatants among them.

Of course, high-end combat power is only relative.
“Moreover, those children who were traded away before should still be in their hands. Our operation must ensure their safety. At the very least, we must be fully prepared when attacking their base,” Liu Yun said. “If we are to launch a direct assault on the stronghold, we should prioritize controlling the area where the children are located.”

"What should we do then? We've already dealt with this wild psionicist. We've saved the three children; if they wait a little longer, they'll realize something's wrong and become alert."

"We can still launch a strong attack. With our strength, we can completely protect the children who were traded this time." You Yebu Shou waved his hand, and the leaves on the ground were swept up and transformed into an overhead map of the settlement. He pointed to a certain point on the map: "We only need two people to perfectly protect those children from harm. And you just need to quickly take down everyone. Then, pry the black-robed man's purpose and the location of his base out of his mouth."

"Cheese's hypnotic and suggestive abilities can help us obtain the information we need. Of course, if the other party doesn't respond to suggestions, I also know a little about interrogation techniques." Dragon Hunter chuckled, "I learned some good 'methods' while chatting with the rangers."

"Painting walls, is that it?" Gu Yue and the others frowned. "That's disgusting. Captain Ye Jiang, this kind of bad habit can't be brought into our champion team!"

"Uh, yes, yes, yes." Li Yelai was silent for a moment, too embarrassed to speak.

As the acting captain and the ninth-generation champion, he had actually already painted the wall.

The first one to be painted was the one-eyed dragon. The second was the chosen one who had fallen from grace.

Although it was disgusting, it was indeed an extremely painful punishment.

"Captain Night General, what are your thoughts?"

After pondering for a moment, Li Yelai replied, "This operation was initiated in pursuit of the memory fragments I've absorbed. If I had obtained more information, I might have been able to absorb them even faster. Unfortunately, I'm not an assassin master. Otherwise, I could have infiltrated the settlement directly now and observed that man in black robes; perhaps that would have allowed me to absorb the memory fragments even more quickly. Maybe I could even find their lair using those fragments."

The night scouts nodded slightly; this was indeed the best way, as it wouldn't alert the enemy and would still allow them to obtain the information they wanted.

Li Yelai continued, "Here's what we'll do: I'll enter the settlement first and make contact with the men in black robes. If their memory fragments are quickly consumed, then we can take them down without hesitation. If not, we can try interrogation."

"As for alarming...didn't that guy say something?" Li Yelai's gaze swept over the wild psionicist whose spirit had been destroyed: "Even in the wilderness, there are some persistent people who pursue justice. They might be nameless wilderness wanderers. Or they might be ordinary people who see injustice and take action in anger."

Li Ye paused at this point.

This scene is indeed eerily familiar.

Wang De had said something similar before.

Some people are persistent and tenacious, convinced of the justice they believe in.

Wang De once said that such people have one characteristic: they are extremely short-lived.

To them, sacrificing one's life for something unrelated is extremely childish and ridiculous.

A partner of justice? That's ridiculous.

Wang De once vehemently mocked this kind of person, after all, the existence of such a person made him uneasy.

Then he died.

"Then this time, I'll do as they want. I'll play the meddlesome one!"

On the other side, inside the trading room of the settlement.

The middle-aged man sitting in the main seat frowned slightly: "How long has he been gone?"

"It's been almost twenty minutes," a subordinate whispered a reminder.

"Looks like we've met a tough nut to crack." The middle-aged man's face was rather grim.

Within his settlement, the traders' 'goods' were stolen, and he sent out a psionicist, but almost twenty minutes later, the three 'goods' still hadn't been brought back.

Clearly, they've encountered some trouble, and may even have been eliminated.

This happening within his control is a challenge to his authority!
How could anyone in this area dare to do such a thing?

He only secretly took three people away, yet he managed to defeat his own subordinates.

They must also be psychics, but not at a very high level, and their numbers wouldn't be too large. Otherwise, they wouldn't have only rescued three people.
Could there be a problem with the goods?
"Your goods didn't come from the giant city, did they?" The middle-aged man looked at the caravan representative with an unfriendly expression.

If it comes from a major city, the trouble could be much bigger. Who knows if this kind of 'goods' might be connected to some large merchant guild or some psychic?

The probability is very small, but it's possible.

The caravan representative's expression changed slightly, and he shook his head: "Please rest assured, I did not bring them here. All my goods come from the wilderness. Some of them were even brought here voluntarily by their parents."

"So, it must be some busybodies, perhaps the Wilderness Rangers?" The middle-aged man frowned and looked at the man in black robes: "If they are the Wilderness Rangers, then we can only tolerate this loss."

"It's alright, only three are missing. I'll deduct the corresponding amount from your payment," the man in black said.

This caused some financial pain for the middle-aged man and the caravan representatives.

Trading with the men in black robes is very profitable. Whether it's potions or extraordinary ores, a single resale brings in a large sum of money. Who would want to earn less?
At this moment, another subordinate stepped forward and whispered a few words in the middle-aged man's ear.

This caused a slight change in the middle-aged man's expression.

"What, have you found the person?" the man in black robes asked.

"No, the sentry saw two scavengers, a man and a woman. They weren't driving; they came out of the woods and seemed to be heading into the settlement."

"Is that so strange? There are many lone wolves among scavengers. The absence of a vehicle suggests that the vehicle may have been damaged," the caravan representative asked.

“But they were carrying one of my men’s weapons. A Class D weapon.” The middle-aged man said coldly, “It seems my man has fallen into their hands.”

"Instead of leaving, you've come looking for us?" The man in black sneered. "Do you want to negotiate with us?"

A level 3 psychic is still very valuable, and the other party may be using this as a bargaining chip.

"Maybe? I'll go take care of this first." The middle-aged man stood up; as the strongest person in this area, he really wanted to see what the other party was up to.

"Let's go take a look. I also want to know where he got the courage from?" The group arrived at the rooftop of the gathering hotel and looked down at the direction of the gate.

In the wilderness, a young couple approached the gate.

Under the spotlight, everyone could see their attire clearly.

They were indeed dressed as scavengers; the two were young and quite good-looking.

The man was tall and handsome, and the girl was beautiful and pretty.

Among them, the man was carrying a dark, long knife.

That was the weapon of that wild psionicist, a D-grade psionic weapon.

This kind of weapon is quite rare in the wilderness. It was a trophy from one of the psionicists' operations.

Looking at the weapon in the man's hand, the middle-aged man sneered, "What a handsome couple! The fact that they could walk all the way here unharmed proves they're quite strong."

In the wilderness, an outstanding appearance can attract malicious prying.

If the other party hadn't been strong, they would have been completely wiped out long ago.

"Some people may have some power, claiming they can uphold justice. But in the end, they will pay the price." The black-robed man's laughter was laced with malice, as if he were recalling some pleasant memory.

"There seems to be no psionic barrier. Is he trying to hide his strength? That's a clever move."

“They better have some skills, otherwise,” a wild psionicist sneered, “or I’ll break the man’s limbs and have sex with his woman right in front of him. Let them see the cruelty of the wilderness.”

“There must be more than just two of them; their companions are probably still lurking in the shadows,” a wild psionicist warned.

They were absolutely right. While their attention was drawn to the gate, the scouts had already quietly laid in ambush nearby.

Meanwhile, outside the gate, Li Yelai and Zhishi were stopped by armed guards.

At the same time, the machine guns on the high platform at the entrance were already aimed at them.

Li Yelai raised the long black sword in his hand and said, "I'm here to make a deal. Gentlemen, please put down your weapons."

The guards exchanged glances, unsure whether to let him into the settlement.

If he were a psychic, and he really wanted to break in, they really wouldn't be able to stop him.

At that moment, a psionicist descended from the sky, landing on the gate, and calmly asked, "Young man, what do you wish to discuss?"

"I have a psionic weapon here, and I've also captured a psionicist. I'd like to use this as a bargaining chip."

"What are you trading?" the man asked.

“It’s a transaction, of course. Your so-called ‘goods’,” Li Yelai said, “a third-awareness psychic and a D-grade psychic weapon. Would you agree to that?”

The man laughed in anger: "You dare to say that? You stole our goods and captured our companions."

His psychic energy surged, seemingly intended to intimidate Li Yelai. But he was only at the third level of enlightenment.

"Have you forgotten that your companion fell to my hands?" Li Yelai reminded him.

At the same time, Li Yelai noticed the middle-aged man and his group, who were on the rooftop two or three hundred meters away, secretly watching him.

They greatly underestimated Li Yelai's physical strength. At this distance, Li Yelai could clearly see how many blackheads they had.

Upon seeing the black-robed figure, the memory fragments indeed began to be rapidly absorbed.

Black mines, ghosts, and different information about worship are digested.

'This is easier than I thought,' Li Yelai thought to himself with a smile.

Meanwhile, the man in black robes smiled as well: "Agree to his request, and pick one from the goods. Pick the thinner one."

This surprised the middle-aged man. He naturally wanted to exchange his companion for him. A psychic was too precious. Even if he died, his mystical substance was very valuable.

But he didn't expect the man in black robes to actually be willing to make the deal.

"You actually..."

"Don't get me wrong, I just thought of something fun. I really want to see what those self-proclaimed righteous guys will choose." The man in black robes smiled coldly, "Get the car ready, and then, get ready to watch the show."

Soon, this message reached the gate.

“We can trade, first for the psionic weapon you have. But we can only give it to one child,” the wild psionicist chuckled. “So, are you in or not?”

Trading an arm for a child? That's such a huge loss for them.

But Li Yelai didn't care; if they needed it, he had plenty of supplies in his storage space.

“Okay.” Li Yelai nodded: “Hand over the person first.”

“Of course.” The psionicist sneered, “Bring him out.”

Soon, the door opened.

A child who seemed somewhat disoriented was thrown out.

He staggered toward Li Yelai.

Although Li Yelai was surprised, he was prepared to throw out his psionic weapon to complete the transaction.

But the next second, the roar of the engine echoed through the night sky.

A few seconds later, a dump truck loaded with ore roared out from deep within the settlement.

With unstoppable force, it crashed straight into the unsteady child, as if to crush him into a pulp.

"Damn it!" Li Yelai and Cheese's expressions changed.

The man in black robes, however, wore an excited expression.

For psionicists at a lower level of awakening, this kind of dump truck is still quite powerful.

If you're not careful and get hit head-on, you'll still be seriously injured, or even die.

Of course, under normal circumstances, it's difficult to bump into them. After all, psionicists can walk in the air.

Let's create an opportunity for someone to bump into us!

Just like now.

The question is, are you going to rush in and risk your life to save the child? To fulfill your self-righteous sense of justice?

Or was it to save themselves, abandon the rescue, and avoid being hit by the dump truck?

Choose, choose!
The former will result in serious injury or even death. The latter will utterly shatter your self-righteous act of justice!

Choose quickly!

The man in the black robe became excited; he had tested this method more than once before. The results pleased him.

He would prefer Li Ye to choose the latter, so that he could severely damage him on a psychological level!
You want to save a child? And that child was killed right in front of you!
Look what you've saved!
However, the next moment.

Li Yelai taught him a lesson.

Faced with the choice between protecting myself and pushing the child away, I made the choice.
Push that damn dump truck away!

A figure flashed by, and the dump truck, charging at full speed, was smashed to pieces. The wreckage was thrown back and crashed into the metal fence of the settlement in the opposite direction, collapsing a section of the wall.

This caused the man in the black robe to freeze.

What have I attracted? (End of Chapter)