Chapter 298: Lin Yueyao Delivered Herself to the Door, So She Won’t Hold Back

Chapter 298: Chapter 298: Lin Yueyao Delivered Herself to the Door, So She Won’t Hold Back

What remained in Lin Hao’s spiritual landscape was merely a heavily diluted Sentinel Induction Agent. While this faint trace of the drug might be fatal to an ordinary Sentinel, it posed absolutely no threat when met with the unique attributes of Yun Sheng’s spiritual power.

She mobilized her spiritual power, meticulously spreading it over his entire spiritual landscape. The residual traces of the induction agent hiding in the corners, which had been continuously stimulating Lin Hao, melted away the instant they touched her spiritual power. In no time, they were completely cleared out.

Without the external stimulation of the induction agent, Lin Hao’s violent and restless spiritual power instantly lost the source of its rampage and slowly calmed down. Whether due to a natural attraction between their spiritual powers or the unique nature of Yun Sheng’s, Lin Hao’s calmed spiritual power kept trying to draw closer to hers. Taking advantage of this, Yun Sheng released a few gentle strands of spiritual power, wrapping around Lin Hao’s scattered energy to slowly soothe and untangle it.

He was a Low-level Sentinel who had only recently awakened, so his spiritual power foundation was still shallow. That bit of violent energy was weak and chaotic; she could completely pacify it without expending much effort. However, the spiritual power monitoring devices on her forehead and wrists, along with the surveillance cameras overhead, were recording her every move in real-time.

She deliberately slowed her pacification speed, intentionally creating an illusion of chaotic turbulence. This caused the curves on the monitoring screen to fluctuate wildly, making the situation look as perilous as ever. To make the act more convincing, she purposely pushed her spiritual power to feign a state of severe overexertion. A fine sheen of cold sweat coated Yun Sheng’s forehead and continuously dripped down her temples. Her body swayed slightly, her footsteps weak and unsteady, perfectly portraying someone completely exhausted and ready to collapse at any moment.

In the observation room, Dean Zhang stared at the two violently fluctuating spiritual power curves on the screen. Seeing Yun Sheng’s tottering figure, his heart clenched.

"This is bad! Miss Yun is suffering a backlash from Young Master Lin’s spiritual power. Her spiritual power fluctuations are getting increasingly chaotic. I don’t think she can hold on much longer!" He immediately turned to Lin Zhenye with a grave expression. "Mr. Lin, we can’t let this continue. If this drags on, Miss Yun will suffer a severe backlash and get seriously injured. Should we stop this immediately and pull her out first?"

Instantly, the eyes of everyone in the room focused on Lin Zhenye.

Watching Yun Sheng’s weak, struggling appearance on the monitor, Lin Zhenye frowned, obvious hesitation showing on his face. He remained silent for a long while before Lin Yueyao, who was standing nearby, suddenly spoke up. ℯℯ𝘭.

"Dad, how about I go in and help? I’m an S-class Guide. Although my spiritual power isn’t as unique as Yun Sheng’s, under these circumstances, maybe I can help share the burden if I give it a try."

Lin Zhenye looked up at her, his expression still solemn. "Are you confident? Once you go in, you must stay steady. You have to protect Xiao Hao, but you absolutely must not hurt Yun Sheng either."

"Don’t worry, Dad. I know what I’m doing. Nothing will go wrong," Lin Yueyao immediately promised.

Hearing this, Su Wan also looked at her with a face full of worry, unable to help but instruct, "Yue Yao, you must be careful when you go in. Try to protect Yun Sheng."

"I know, Mom." Lin Yueyao nodded meekly. Feigning obedience and docility, she hid all the scheming in her heart.

Soon, the medical staff brought a sterile hazmat suit. She quickly put it on, ensuring all protective measures were in place, and walked toward the emergency room.

The door of the emergency room slid open silently, and Lin Yueyao walked in. Her footsteps were light, and her face bore just the right amount of worry and tension. Her gaze first landed on Lin Hao on the hospital bed before slowly shifting to Yun Sheng. However, her movements were noticeably cautious. She even subconsciously turned her body slightly sideways, as if on guard against something.

When she previously tried to pacify Lin Hao, she had been viciously attacked by his rioting spiritual power. She had no desire to taste that feeling a second time.

Catching sight of her cautious demeanor from the corner of her eye, Yun Sheng sneered inwardly. Seeing Lin Yueyao shuffle two steps inward, Yun Sheng twitched her fingertips, silently mobilizing Lin Hao’s spiritual power and giving it a violent shove in Lin Yueyao’s direction.

A tyrannical burst of spiritual power stabbed forward like a sharp blade. Lin Yueyao’s face fell, and she instinctively released her spiritual power barrier, forcibly blocking the attack. The impact knocked her half a step back. Her chest heaved with roiling blood and energy, and a trace of shock and suspicion flashed through her eyes.

"What’s going on? Yun Sheng, when you came in just now, Xiao Hao’s spiritual power didn’t seem this aggressive..." Lin Yueyao’s voice was a little tight as she stared straight at Yun Sheng.

"Maybe it’s because Lin Hao and I are biological siblings related by blood," Yun Sheng said hesitantly, a trace of confusion appearing on her face. "His spiritual power isn’t as repulsive toward me, but toward you, Sister Yue Yao..."

She didn’t finish her sentence, but her meaning was already crystal clear.

Lin Yueyao’s face suddenly darkened. Her fingers clenched at her sides, then relaxed. *Biological siblings*—those words were like a thorn piercing the softest part of her heart. She was the true daughter of the Lin Family. She was Lin Hao’s sister! What right did Yun Sheng have to mock her with such words?

"Sister Yue Yao, if you can’t handle it, don’t come over," Yun Sheng said right at that moment. "I can still hold on. You should go out first, so you don’t get hurt."

These words sounded like genuine concern, but to Lin Yueyao’s ears, every syllable was barbed. She was an S-class Guide! Being told she "couldn’t handle it" by a piece of trash who didn’t even have a spiritual body? There were so many people watching in the observation room; she couldn’t afford to lose this face!

Lin Yueyao took a deep breath, pasting that gentle, worried expression back onto her face. "It’s fine. I’ll try again."

As she spoke, she released her spiritual power and slowly approached. This time, Yun Sheng didn’t mobilize Lin Hao’s spiritual power to attack Lin Yueyao with full force. She only occasionally allowed a few rogue strands of energy to sweep in her direction. It was neither too heavy nor too light—just enough for her to handle, yet not so little that she could relax.

Gritting her teeth, Lin Yueyao inched her way to the side of the hospital bed. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead, and her breathing was a bit more ragged than when she first entered. However, she kept her back straight, as if refusing to show even the slightest hint of a struggle in front of Yun Sheng.

Watching her put on a brave front, Yun Sheng snorted softly in her mind, though outwardly she maintained her weak facade.

Lin Yueyao’s gaze landed on Yun Sheng’s pale face, a vicious glint flashing through her eyes. "Yun Sheng, let me help you."

Even as she said this, she secretly intensified her spiritual power release, lunging violently toward the center of Yun Sheng’s forehead.

Yun Sheng knew her intentions were impure and had been on guard against her the moment she stepped inside. Noticing the change in Lin Yueyao’s spiritual power, Yun Sheng’s eyes chilled as she sneered inwardly. She thought, "Since you’re delivering yourself right to my door, don’t blame me for showing no mercy!"

Yun Sheng didn’t dodge, merely pretending to be oblivious.

In the very instant that burst of spiritual power was about to touch her forehead, a massive surge of spiritual power suddenly erupted. Like an invisible net, it tightly entangled Lin Yueyao’s spiritual power and directly devoured it.

Lin Yueyao’s face fell. She felt her spiritual power abruptly dissipate, as if it had been siphoned away by something. "You..."

Before she could say another word, Yun Sheng turned her head to look at her. Those seemingly weak eyes were now astonishingly bright.

"Sister Yue Yao, I appreciate your good intentions. But I can still hold on. You can help once I can’t bear it anymore."

As soon as her voice faded, a formidable surge of spiritual power, like a sharp ice pick, violently stabbed forward, ruthlessly crashing into Lin Yueyao’s spiritual landscape.