Chapter 13: Let You Two Fight and See What Happens

A female sentinel arrived at the purification center.

Confirming the address as Room 302 on the third floor, the woman clutched the pink rose in her hands and knocked gently on the door.

A clear, sweet female voice came from inside.

“Please come in.”

Evelyn nervously clenched and then relaxed her hands.

Pushing the door open, she saw a petite blonde girl sitting on a white chair. The delicate, fair face looked up, smiling obediently like a doll as she gazed at Evelyn.

Her heart felt as if it had been struck; Evelyn’s breath quickened.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed another sentinel standing not far away and frowned.

Could this be the previous sentinel who was unwilling to leave?

At first, Wen Li was somewhat surprised to see such a tall, long-legged female sentinel. Sensing the unusual look in her eyes, Wen Li quickly explained, “This sentinel is my personal assistant. I’ll need her help later. It was my fault for not informing you beforehand.”

Evelyn, flattered, waved her hand to indicate it was no trouble, then shyly offered the flower to Wen Li.

Looking at the tall, agile female sentinel before her, Wen Li noted her long legs wrapped in a tight combat suit, accentuating the smooth lines of her limbs.

Her jet-black hair was neatly tied back, and her face was like a finely sculpted work of art—an oval shape with distinct features and a healthy wheat-colored complexion.

Wen Li thought, “Huh? This is for me?”

Seeing Wen Li hesitate to take the flower, Evelyn inwardly wondered if she had been too forward.

Damn it, she’d never trust what sentinels say again!

Wen Li accepted the rose and glanced at the file. “Miss Evelyn, you’re too kind.”

Evelyn was an SS-level sentinel, but Wen Li’s attention was drawn more by the fragrance of the flower in her arms.

The pink rose was vibrant and fresh, the scent intoxicating. Wen Li thanked her gently, “Thank you, I really like it.”

Evelyn had never met such a charming guide before. When her reservation succeeded, her roommates were envious, all wanting to use their points to seize such an opportunity.

Evelyn wasn’t about to miss this chance; she wanted to meet the “little cake” of the White Tower and had prepared thoroughly by researching the guide’s preferences ahead of time.

“You’re welcome. I’m glad you like it.”

Seeing that the female sentinel was so approachable, Wen Li thought she probably wouldn’t refuse her request.

Wen Li spoke softly, “Miss Evelyn, actually, I need your help with something during this purification.”

Evelyn didn’t rush to respond and gestured for the little guide to continue.

Wen Li carefully chose her words, then looked the sentinel in the eye. “Before the purification, could you have a fight with my personal assistant?”

Evelyn and the assistant, Ban, were momentarily baffled.

The former thought the male sentinel had bullied Wen Li; the latter thought Wen Li disliked the woman before her.

They exchanged a glance, and their auras shifted dramatically.

Wen Li saw the situation was going awry and quickly interjected, holding up her hands, “No, no, not that kind of fight!”

Ban’s serious expression cracked slightly.

If not that kind, then what kind?

Wen Li was sweating nervously.

“Can you fight using your mental power? I’ve prepared mental power replenishment medicine. If that’s not enough, I can work overtime to do your purification!”

Evelyn was overjoyed: how could there be such a generous guide? A fight could earn her a purification session—what a great deal.

Ban asked, “To what extent should we fight to satisfy you?”

Wen Li replied, “I need to completely drain Evelyn’s mental power.”

She knew Ban was an SS+ sentinel, with mental power just above Evelyn’s SS level.

As long as Evelyn’s mental power was drained, Wen Li could control her own mental energy to attempt purification and verify her hypothesis.

Ban nodded, but Evelyn pondered and put forth a condition.

“I have one more request—I ask that after this, you may touch my mental form.”

Wen Li didn’t know what a mental form was, but as long as it wasn’t something like a snake, anything was negotiable.

After all, she was the one causing trouble. The sentinel had worked hard all day and came to relax during purification only to be forced to have her mental power drained. Wen Li felt guilty and vowed to gently explore Evelyn’s mental form afterward.

The two sentinels sat facing each other, as if begrudging the other, and both chose to close their eyes.

Within the space Wen Li could not sense, intense mental power battles erupted between them.

At first, Evelyn managed well, evenly matched with Ban.

After a while, however, Evelyn struggled. Sweat dripped down her cheeks, but she gritted her teeth and persevered.

Ban remained expressionless, her mental power deep and vast like the ocean.

On the verge of promotion to SSS-level sentinel, her mental strength was formidable.

Soon, Evelyn’s last trace of mental power was completely drained.

Ban withdrew her mental energy, and Wen Li carefully guided the compressed blue mental thread deep into Evelyn’s mental sea.

Upon entering, Wen Li was startled by the snoring of an animal nearby.

The blue thread turned and saw an elegant leopard with a magnificent and unique spotted coat lying on a tree trunk, eyes closed. The black spots intertwined with golden fur, resembling a mysterious and wild painting.

Cautiously, the thread slowly moved out of the leopard’s range.

Fortunately, Evelyn’s mental power was utterly depleted, and the leopard slept deeply.

The blue thread descended along the tree trunk to the ground, and Wen Li controlled it to traverse Evelyn’s mental sea.

Every so often, Wen Li left behind a small trace of mental power.

After about half an hour, the leopard showed signs of waking, so Wen Li quickly withdrew her mental thread.

Evelyn opened her deep eyes, like the most brilliant obsidian in a tranquil night sky.

Whether it was Wen Li’s imagination or not, her eyes were noticeably brighter than before.

Within them was something Wen Li couldn’t quite understand.

It was as if... she were a very delicious little cake.

Ban handed Wen Li the data sheet; it showed Evelyn’s distortion index had dropped by 2%!

Wonderful—she had succeeded!

Draining mental power indeed caused the mental sea to enter a deficit state, like a phone shutting down and rebooting while waiting to recharge.

As long as Wen Li could drain all of Yue Li’s mental power, she could perform purification during the period when he was unable to generate mental energy.

With time, Wen Li would eventually cleanse the pollution core completely.

One problem solved, another arose.

How could she drain all of Yue Li’s mental power?

“Crossing two levels in mental power rank can completely drain the opponent’s mental energy,” Ban answered her unspoken question.

Yue Li was currently SS level; she only needed to find an SSS+ sentinel.

The closest SSS+ sentinel in the entire federation was that mad dog under the White Tower.

Fate was cruelly ironic; Wen Li would have to ask that hot-tempered sentinel for help again.

From past experience, convincing Lin Zheng to assist would cost her dearly.

She had been reluctant to visit him this time, and just thinking about the needle he jabbed her with made her neck ache.

She sighed—what a tangled fate.