Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 407

Chapter 407: Saving sleeping beauty

Xiang Yu’s hand slid back the lace curtain, his body freezing in place. In his world, he had a reason to hunt his mother’s soul. The woman had tormented him greatly and sought to make him pay. His hatred for her was profound, and he planned to make her suffer for all eternity.

But why did the Imperial Lord treat his wife this way? Why not bury her with dignity and send her to the underworld? Preserved in the liquid as the day she died, she lay there, a haunting reminder. Xiang Yu felt an extreme rage that didn’t belong to him. It must have been from the lingering traces of the original Xiang Yu of this world.

Gritting his teeth, he whispered, "Don’t worry, I will make him pay for this." He closed the lace curtain and continued walking through the lab. Just then, Hex’s voice echoed in his mind, "There is something a few feet from here to your left."

Turning his head toward the place Hex mentioned, Xiang Yu walked forward and found a metal door sealed shut. He felt around the door, searching for a panel to open it. "What the hell is this?" he muttered, frustration creeping into his voice.

Hex looked at the chamber and recognized it instantly. "It’s a device used for the worst war criminals in the past. A form of mental torture both technological and psychological in nature, known as the Neuro-Siphon Process. It was designed to break down even the strongest minds, especially alphas who maintained unparalleled mental prowess and resisted subjugation."

Xiang Yu’s heart sank as he heard Hex’s words.

The process began with the subject being isolated within a cold, sterile chamber lined with bio-reactive panels. These would panels would pulse faintly in rhythm, creating an unsettling ambience, resonating empathically with the subject’s emotional state.

In the centre laid a cerebral interface, an intricate array of neural probes and cognitive enhancers that facilitate the siphoning of their mental energy. Strapped into the device, the alpha was subjected to a barrage of stimuli tailored to their deepest traumas, visions of lost battles, reminders of those they had failed, and spectral echoes of voices calling for their help.

Each memory was amplified by the machine, inducing an agonizing storm of guilt and despair. The device activated a psychic feedback loop, sending out waves of disorienting pressure that pried open the doors to their psyche.

The initial sensation akin to a throbbing headache would escalate quickly, synaptic pathways igniting painfully, leaving behind the lingering tension of raw, exposed nerve endings. It was so torturous that they wished for death.

Hearing how excruciating it was, Xiang Yu struggled to find a panel or latch to open the door. Despair was quickly consuming him. "Hex, how do I open this?" he asked, his voice laced with fear.

Hex responded, "I genuinely don’t know, at least not without a connection to Star Net."

Hex continued saying, "Maybe if we go out first and I can search." Just then, Xiang Yu’s palms pressed against the door and the lifeless metal seemed to awaken.