Chapter 275: Who is Afraid When I’m Mentally Ill?
Qi Huang’s body stiffened, as anxious as a prisoner awaiting judgment, so nervous she forgot to breathe.
“She is not entirely my clone,” Cheng Hong Ling said immediately.
Qi Huang’s psychological pressure lessened considerably in an instant, and she could finally breathe, as her main body had kept its promise and hadn’t completely denied being her clone.
“Ling’er, what do you mean by ‘not entirely’?”
“Yes, if it is, it is, if it isn’t, it isn’t. What does ‘not entirely’ mean?”
Cheng Yuan and his wife looked at Qi Huang with questioning eyes.
“The situation is like this…”
Cheng Hong Ling then carefully explained how she had cultivated a face, which was then luckily found by “Huang Qi.”
The more Cheng Yuan and his wife listened, the more surprised they became, and their gaze towards Qi Huang began to show doubt.
Qi Huang felt very guilty. Not to mention arguing, she didn’t even dare to meet their eyes.
After hearing this, Cheng Yuan and his wife fell into a long silence, and the atmosphere in the living room became heavy.
Qi Huang once again became uneasy. After all, her main body was a filial daughter. If these nominal parents didn’t accept her, God knows if she would obey them.
“Qi Huang… I’ll still call you Qi Huang, but can you… distinguish who you are now?”
After a long time, Cheng Yuan asked tentatively, as one’s attitude towards family is different from that towards a benefactor.
“Me? Of course, I am…”
Qi Huang originally wanted to say she was “Huang Qi,” but she suddenly hesitated when the words reached her mouth. She suddenly had a moment of self-doubt: “Am I really still Huang Qi? My body has turned into a girl, and my three souls and seven spirits have been largely feminized by someone. Why should I still say I am Huang Qi? It’s clearly Cheng Hong Ling’s Spiritual Wisdom.”
Qi Huang thought this not to flatter her way into high society by hypnotizing herself, but because her Spirit Soul had been further feminized, which directly weakened her primary consciousness.
“What are you?” Cheng Yuan asked, confused.
“I… I remember I was clearly Huang… Huang Qi, but… but it also seems like Cheng… Cheng Hong Ling. I don’t know who I am anymore!”
Qi Huang frowned and fell into deep thought. She had encountered such a situation before, right after waking up from sleep, when she couldn’t distinguish who she was for a moment. But the problem was that she wasn’t sleeping now, and this had never happened before.
Cheng Hong Ling’s family of three exchanged glances, and the doubt on their faces became more obvious. It was clear they all thought Qi Huang was acting.
Qi Huang was certainly not acting; she was genuinely a bit confused. She fell into helplessness due to the uncertainty of her identity and began to ponder deeply. However, as she thought, her head started to ache, so she quickly covered her head and moaned, “Wuwu, my head really hurts.”
“What’s wrong with you?” Cheng Hong Ling asked in shock, quickly standing up.
“I don’t know why, but my head suddenly hurts a lot. Did I catch a cold?” Qi Huang gasped.
“How can a cultivator catch a cold? Let me examine you.” Cheng Hong Ling walked over and reached out to feel Qi Huang’s pulse.
Cheng Yuan and his wife looked at each other, then came closer with worried expressions.
Cheng Hong Ling patiently felt her pulse, then released her hand after a moment, saying, “The pulse is stable; you haven’t caught a cold!”
“But my head really hurts!” Qi Huang quickly reiterated, not wanting to be misunderstood.
“Withdraw your Spiritual Sense defense, and I’ll examine you again,” Cheng Hong Ling suggested urgently.
Qi Huang was in so much pain that she could only obey.
Cheng Hong Ling released her Spiritual Sense to examine, and then she froze. Because she discovered that her clone’s Life Soul seemed to be having an epileptic fit, convulsing violently. She muttered, “What’s going on?”
“Ling’er, what is it?” Cheng Yuan asked urgently.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with her Life Soul, but it’s fluctuating quite drastically,” Cheng Hong Ling replied with a serious tone.
Cheng Yuan and his wife looked at each other, their faces showing guilt. They thought they had wronged her.
Meanwhile, in Cheng Hong Ling’s consciousness space, Cheng Ling’s face showed surprise and joy, saying, “It seems my efforts were not entirely in vain!”
“What are you talking about?” the Heavenly Soul, whose ears were more sensitive, questioned.
“I want to talk to a servant like you!” Cheng Ling sneered disdainfully, then immediately conveyed a message to her main body via Mind Transmission: “If you want to know what’s wrong with her, come in and see me immediately.”
Cheng Hong Ling was somewhat displeased, but for Qi Huang’s sake, she did as she was told, controlling her Life Soul to enter the Sea of Consciousness.
“Speak, what’s wrong with her?” Cheng Hong Ling questioned with an unkind expression. Although she didn’t know the specific situation, she was sure this matter was related to this fellow.
“Aren’t you smart enough to figure it out? A person’s Life Soul… that is, their primary consciousness, is determined by the three souls and seven spirits together. I only assimilated six of her spirits before, and those male souls still had a slight advantage, which is why she firmly believed she was Huang Qi. But it’s different now; her Spirit Soul has been further assimilated by me. This way, the spiritual power of the male and female souls in her Sea of Consciousness is starting to become fifty-fifty. And those female spirits don’t recognize themselves as Huang Qi, but as you, Cheng Hong Ling. It would be strange if she weren’t schizophrenic.” Cheng Ling said sarcastically.
“So it was you causing trouble,” Cheng Hong Ling gritted her teeth and said hatefully.
“Causing trouble? What trouble? I’m just seeking freedom, is that wrong?” Cheng Ling retorted with a frown.
“Stop the nonsense. How can this symptom be eliminated now? Tell me honestly, and maybe I’ll let bygones be bygones.” Cheng Hong Ling said impatiently.
“When did you become so open-minded? That imposter seems quite important in your eyes? Could it be that you’ve fallen for her? Knowing she was originally a man, that’s exactly what you wanted, right?” Cheng Ling taunted with a cold laugh.
“If you spout any more nonsense, you’ll never get out,” Cheng Hong Ling’s words were still sharp, but her expression showed a hint of unnaturalness.
“It’s very simple. Let me continue to assimilate her, or she’ll be a mental patient forever!” Cheng Ling proposed a solution.
“Do you think I’m stupid? If you continue to assimilate her, her Life Soul will completely disappear. What’s the difference between that and death?” Cheng Hong Ling shook her head disdainfully.
“Isn’t that good? At that time, I will control that body, and you will have a normal clone. Isn’t that better than a clone suffering from schizophrenia?” Cheng Ling reminded her.
“I appreciate the offer, but she’s not exactly normal mentally at the best of times anyway; I’m used to it!” Cheng Hong Ling refused without hesitation, her primary consciousness returning to reality.
Then, Cheng Hong Ling explained the specific situation to her parents.
“According to you, she is now both that Huang Qi and your clone?” Cheng Yuan seemed to have understood.
“Yes, from the inside out, that’s why she sometimes can’t tell who she really is.” Cheng Hong Ling sighed.
“Alas! Poor child! I’m sorry, Mother actually had some doubts about your identity before.” Jiang Li Niang’s face showed guilt, and then she gently hugged Qi Huang.
Qi Huang felt the warm embrace of her nominal mother. The jumbled thoughts in her mind gradually disappeared, and the pain actually began to subside. She couldn’t help but laugh and cry. It was like a blessing in disguise; although she suffered for a while, her parents’ doubts were now eliminated.
“Then how can her symptom be eliminated?” Cheng Yuan hurriedly asked.
“I don’t know! The main thing is that there are two people’s souls in her mind now.” Cheng Hong Ling shook her head helplessly.
“No need. I’ve been treated as mentally ill for a long time anyway. Now it’s perfect. I can just go to the clinic and get a certificate of mental illness. In the future, if I have to kill a couple of bad guys, I won’t have to go through legal procedures. I just show the certificate, and who can do anything to me?” Qi Huang quickly comforted her family.
“Pfft! At a time like this, you’re still joking, girl!” Jiang Li Niang couldn’t help but laugh.
“No!” Cheng Hong Ling’s beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, and she said, “Since this is caused by Cheng Ling, she might know how to solve it.”
“Right!” Qi Huang slapped her forehead and said, “How could I not have thought of that?”
“But what if she refuses to speak?” Cheng Hong Ling’s expression then darkened again.
‘That’s not necessarily true. As the saying goes, the mouth may refuse, but the body won’t! If she doesn’t want to speak, her body is another matter!’
Qi Huang smiled mysteriously. She hadn’t forgotten one thing: that human skin mask had long since merged with her. As long as she fell asleep, she could see Cheng Ling’s memories. How could she not find a solution?
“What are you smiling about?” Cheng Hong Ling asked doubtfully.
“No… I’m not smiling! Aren’t I mentally ill? Maybe I can’t control my expressions!” Qi Huang feigned madness. She had worked hard to put on the hat of a mental patient and didn’t want to take it off so soon. She would go to the clinic to get a certificate another day. Otherwise, if she displeased the main body in the future, she wouldn’t even have an excuse.
