Ye Yu's spiritual power recovered a bit, and he awoke from a coma. The Power of Extreme Evil that surged during his earlier berserk state hadn't been fully suppressed, and some remained in his body. As his consciousness gradually cleared, this force flowed, shaking Ye Yu's fragile mental strength and consciousness.
Ye Yu's face showed signs of struggle. When he first woke up, his mind was entirely unclear, but this time it was somewhat clearer.
Ye Yu's expression was heavy, "Where is this place? After I went berserk, what happened? Zhuqing, Mubai..."
Ye Yu was really worried, afraid that he might have also harmed Zhuqing and Mubai during his berserk state.
Ye Yu didn't expect that going berserk this time would leave him so weak.
If Ye Yu knew that after going berserk, he brutally killed that Soul Douluo and the Poison Controller, and even fought two Level 88 and Level 89 Soul Douluo evenly, he wouldn't think this way.
Gaining such formidable combat power after going berserk allowed him, a Soul King, to cross three major levels. Naturally, there would be side effects, exhausting his physical and spiritual power beyond his limits, leaving him with no injuries but a foggy mind and weak spirit.
Just as Ye Yu's consciousness was about to collapse, he burst out of the wooden house, surrounded by swirling black aura, his long black hair wildly flying.
The sudden appearance startled the passing villagers.
"What... what's wrong with him?"
The villagers retreated cautiously, Ye Yu's weak spiritual power unable to suppress and retracting the Power of Extreme Evil. The Evil-Sealing Pendant was previously torn off by him and was left at the battlefield.
Killing intent intensified in Ye Yu's mind as he gazed at the villagers, poised to attack.
Ye Yu struggled to suppress, venting by continually destroying his surroundings.
The villagers ran away in fear: "He's a madman!"
"Run away quickly!"
At this moment, Qiulu returned to the village and saw the villagers fleeing in panic, utterly shocked.
The villagers angrily cursed, "Qiulu! It's all because of you! The boy you brought back is a lunatic!"
"He's wreaking havoc in the village!"
"Why did you pick him up and bring him back!"
The villagers were very angry, already resistant to outsiders; now, they were even more infuriated and hostile.
"You brought him back, take him away immediately!"
The villagers were extremely angry, cursing and swearing.
At this moment, Ye Yu, who was endlessly destroying the surroundings to vent the evil within, suddenly, with a half-conscious, half-clear mind, realized that the Power of Extreme Evil inside was returning on its own,
Ye Yu was surprised, this was definitely not due to his venting.
Outside the village, hearing the noise abate, Qiulu quickly ran towards home, and upon nearing, saw the surroundings in shambles.
At the same time, most of the Power of Extreme Evil inside Ye Yu had returned on its own, and with the recovery of a bit of spiritual power, Ye Yu forcibly suppressed the remainder, dissipating the evil power completely.
However, spiritual power weakened once more, Ye Yu's vision blurred, and as he was about to faint, looking at the hazy yellow figure ahead, he thought, "Because of her?"
Upon returning, Qiulu didn't see the black aura on Ye Yu, only saw him on the verge of fainting.
Qiulu quickly rushed over to support him, complaining, "What on earth are you doing, causing all this trouble."
Holding her head in her hands, Qiulu brought Ye Yu back into the house.
Afterward, the villagers cautiously approached, wielding shovels, shouting, "Qiulu, where's that madman?"
Qiulu came out and saw each villager carrying sickles and other dangerous tools, saying, "He... he left."
"Really?"
"Yes, otherwise why would it suddenly become quiet."
Hearing this, the villagers breathed a sigh of relief.
"Because that lunatic was brought here by you, so you should compensate us for our losses."
"Right, pay up or work for free collecting firewood and ingredients for us for a month."
"And for me too."
...
"Okay, okay, I get it." Qiulu impatiently turned and slammed the door shut.
Sitting down, Qiulu looked at the unconscious Ye Yu, regretting, "Why did I even bring you back."
With a headache, Qiulu muttered to herself, "Never mind, for now..."
Qiulu hesitated, intending to take Ye Yu away, yet paused, looking indecisive.
"Forget it, I'll let you stay one more night and take you away tomorrow morning."
Qiulu sat on a makeshift bed, blew out the candle, and went to sleep.
A night of sleep later, her resentment dispersed, Qiulu went out alone, continuing to gather food and firewood in greater quantities than usual.
As dusk approached.
In the wooden house, Ye Yu slowly awoke, spiritual power weak.
Ye Yu found himself in grave condition, with extremely weak spiritual power, unable to use his First Soul Skill for healing, and unable to recover mental strength. His body was also extremely exhausted, devoid of much energy.
Recalling the figure in yellow before he fainted, Ye Yu muttered to himself, "Was it her who saved me?"
Ye Yu felt grateful; if nobody had saved him, perhaps after months or years, his physical functions would deplete, or his weak spirit would lead to another berserk state where the extreme evil power would control him, causing his spiritual power to collapse and consciousness to fade, leaving him a living dead.
Going berserk granted stronger combat power, but the price wasn't small.
Ye Yu was also grateful to Tang Hao, knowing how big the cost was now after going berserk; if he hadn't been stopped immediately at the time and continued to destroy, even if he regained clarity later, he'd probably have exhausted himself to death instantly.
Ye Yu also realized why, after that night, he woke up much later in the morning, still tired, because of the brief berserk state.
Ye Yu sat cross-legged to meditate, but the spiritual recovery was minimal. He knew he needed nourishing spirit medicine, as rest alone wouldn't suffice for recovery.
Ye Yu walked out of the house, and at that moment, a ball rolled to his feet.
Two four-year-old kids were playing soccer, and the one who kicked it astray blamed himself, "I accidentally kicked it wrong. Should we go get it?"
"He's the one Sister Qiulu brought back. Mom says he's a madman, and getting close to him will infect us. Even if we approach him, he might break our legs." The child shuddered as he spoke.
"But that ball is really valuable to me. We won't be able to play later, I really want to go get it."
"No way, I'm scared."
"Then I'll go get it myself. You're not a true friend; I won't play with you anymore."
"Huh? Oh... alright, alright. Then I'll go with you. If my mom asks, just say you told me to go."
"Alright, let's go."
...
Seeing the two kids being afraid of him, Ye Yu wasn't surprised. After all, he had indeed scared everyone yesterday.
Ye Yu gently kicked the ball, sending it flying back to land at the kids' feet.
The two kids were startled—such precision.
"Big brother, can you play soccer too?"
"Never kicked before, but it doesn't seem hard."
"Then play with us, big brother."
The child kicked the ball towards Ye Yu, and Ye Yu kicked it back to the other child, who caught it.
Having been lying down for so long, some activity was good.
Just then, seeing this scene, the villagers distanced themselves in fear.
"He... he didn't leave."
"Quick, notify the kids' parents."
"Xiao Chun, Xiao Xia, come here quickly, don't go near him!"
However, the two kids were having fun: "It's okay."