Calamity of Tomorrow-Chapter 590 - 589 Anger

Xuan Nu lay in bed, her mind full of tomorrow's plan to use Sun Jingping to expose Zhou Bai's identity.

But the more she thought about it, the more she got a headache. Today, Zhou Bai and the Red Heavenly Armor's performance had been astonishing, which made many of Xuan Nu's original plans seem uncertain.

Xuan Nu thought to herself, "Without sufficient evidence, the gods will not believe in Zhou Bai's distorted identity."

She snorted coldly, murmuring slowly, "If it really comes to that, I can only..."

A voice suddenly rang in her ear, "You can only what?"

Xuan Nu sharply turned her head and saw Zhou Bai standing beside her, looking at her curiously.

Xuan Nu's whole body shivered with cold, her tension multiplied upon seeing Zhou Bai. She looked at him in shock and anger and asked, "What did you just hear?"

Zhou Bai asked curiously, "If it really comes to that, I can only... I can only what?"

Seeing Zhou Bai's curious look, and seeming to have really not heard anything, Xuan Nu thought to herself, 'If he really discovered my identity, he would have attacked directly—why would he still be curious...?'

As she observed the child-like curiosity in his eyes, feeling that he had indeed not noticed anything wrong, Xuan Nu breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately became infuriated, "Who let you in!"

Zhou Bai said innocently, "I saw the door wasn't locked, so I just came in. You're too careless; a girl should be more cautious when alone. How can you always leave the door unlocked?"

Xuan Nu was almost driven mad by Zhou Bai's words. Each word seemed to ignite her anger from top to bottom, filling her whole being with rage, which surged violently within her.

She thought it over and could only conclude that his past actions had made his very presence enough to infuriate her.

Xuan Nu glared at Zhou Bai and said, "The worst misfortune for a girl alone is to encounter a man like you!"

"Why are you so emotional, always lashing out at people?" Zhou Bai said helplessly. "What have I done to you?"

Xuan Nu widened her eyes, unable to hold back her anger at his innocent look, "It's exactly that look! Your shameless, indifferent, feigned innocence that infuriates people the most!!"

"You're always like this! Everything is someone else's fault! Everything is my fault! You blame everything on women!"

"Have you ever considered my feelings? Have you tried to see things from my perspective? No, you only think about what you should do!"

"Do you know how much damage your actions have caused me?"

Xuan Nu's anger escalated as she spoke, and she couldn't help but curse, "Zhou Bai! You're nothing but a selfish, heartless scumbag!"

After being berated by Xuan Nu, Zhou Bai was utterly stunned, staring at her coldly, unable to understand why she was venting at him like this.

After venting, Xuan Nu felt a sense of relief but instantly tensed up again, thinking, 'This isn't good... I've said too much; what if Zhou Bai notices something?'

At that moment, all of Xuan Nu's hairs bristled, and the profound forces within her began to stir, seemingly preparing for battle with Zhou Bai at any moment.

Under Xuan Nu's intense gaze, Zhou Bai frowned and said, "You..."

Xuan Nu swallowed nervously. The unseen forces radiated outward, manipulating Sun Jingping, who wasn't far away, to come quickly: "If it doesn't work, we'll have to start a battle tonight, reveal his true nature, and run... Damn it, why can't I help but want to explode in anger every time I see this scumbag?

Looking at the tense Xuan Nu, Zhou Bai said with a puzzled face, "Are you on your period?"

"Get out!" the woman yelled furiously, "You!!! You you you you you!!"

She struggled to find the right words to curse him, ultimately realizing that doing so could expose too much and compromise her. Furious, she stomped her feet back and forth, exclaiming, "This is killing me!"

Zhou Bai thought to himself, "This girl must have some psychological issues."

Christina nodded in agreement, "I've seen many women like this; I can spot it instantly. She clearly has bipolar disorder, probably due to excessive spiritual practice, which has led to psychological problems. If this continues, it could result in madness, distortion, and deformity."

Zhou Bai remarked, "It doesn't seem right to just leave her like this."

Meanwhile, the furious woman had already begun pushing Zhou Bai out, yelling, "Get out! Get out! I don't want to see you anymore!"

Zhou Bai, holding the woman's shoulders, said, "Calm down, relax a bit; your emotions are troubling you."

The woman snapped back in anger, "I'm fine, the problem is with you." As she spoke, she forcefully tried to throw Zhou Bai out.

However, Zhou Bai's physical strength far surpassed the woman's. With a counter-move, he overpowered her, and with a thought, his Primordial Spirit power enveloped her and forced her into a chair, saying, "Calm down."

Feeling Zhou Bai's Primordial Spirit power surrounding her, the woman grew nervous, "Zhou Bai! What are you trying to do!"

Zhou Bai said, "You might not realize it, but your emotions are clearly abnormal. You need some counseling; otherwise, you might end up on a twisted path."

The woman laughed it off in anger, "I am calm."

"I'll help you relax and sleep for a bit. Rest should do you good." Zhou Bai nodded and pressed his hand on her head, channeling the devouring power.

The woman cried out, "What are you doing?!"

Boom!

Their consciousnesses intertwined in an instant, connecting into the void.

A sea of information lay before them as Zhou Bai, utilizing the power of devouring, dragged the woman's consciousness, attempting to collect the design schematics of her piece of Primordial Spirit armor.

As for the streams of information flowing around, he didn't glance at them for a second, fearful of getting swept up.

With Zhou Bai's experience, ordinary cultivators couldn't maintain their consciousness as clearly as he could in the void; he alone dragged the other's consciousness, controlling the entire process.

In this process, her consciousness would be in a blurry, sleep-like state, an opportune moment for her to rest and relax her mind.

But the woman was no ordinary cultivator; instead of falling unconscious upon connecting to the void, she felt invigorated, as if a fish in water.

'Where is this? What exactly is Zhou Bai doing?'

Though her consciousness was clear, she was far from as comfortable as Zhou Bai in the void; she could neither communicate nor control her consciousness.

Soon, she felt countless streams of information swooshing past her. These streams, which Zhou Bai ignored, caught her attention as she tried to discern their content. Seeing the various titles made her curious.

"The Essence of the Mutant..."

"The Races Favored by Fate..."

"How to Completely Forget a Jerk..."