Linjiang City East District.
Inside a certain high-rise apartment.
A crow flapped its wings, landing steadily on the windowsill, peering into the room.
It was indeed Spirit Crows Black no.6.
A somewhat absurd melodrama unfolded in the crow’s view.
A somewhat handsome young man clutched his left arm with his right hand, as crimson blood seeped through his fingers.
Even though he’d been slashed, he still used his body to shield a slightly plump woman.
Another petite and charming woman waved a kitchen knife, her voice extremely sharp, "I will hack you pair of adulterous dogs to death."
The woman was originally quite pretty, definitely a beauty, but now her face twisted, appearing rather ferocious.
The handsome man attempted to persuade, "Qingqing, put the knife down first, let’s talk this over."
The petite woman cursed, "Scumbag, you cheated and got tangled with this bitch, who wants to talk it over with you?"
The young man became a bit agitated, "We broke up two months ago, I only met Ningning last month, I didn’t cheat!"
He accused painfully once more, "You keep saying break up several times a day, forcing me to kneel and admit mistakes, I really can’t take it anymore."
The petite woman spat, "Scumbag, if your heart changed, it changed, why find so many excuses?"
The plump woman remained quite calm, "Yan Qingqing, if you put the knife down, this will end here. If you keep this up, you will definitely be jailed."
Yan Qingqing instantly flew into a rage, "Shameless hussy, seducing other people’s boyfriend."
She suddenly giggled, "Let me tell you, even if I kill you two adulterous dogs today, I won’t go to jail.
"I heard that if a superpower user makes a mistake, they can atone for their crimes, no need to imprison."
Yan Qingqing uttered a very malicious line, "Yesterday I happened to awaken my superpower, I will pretend my powers went out of control and killed you."
Her hair strangely turned white, a faint white mist appeared around her.
Such a phenomenon was enough to prove that Yan Qingqing wasn’t lying.
She indeed awakened her superpower.
The plump woman suddenly panicked.
She performed an unexpected action—she pushed the young man towards Yan Qingqing.
Then she stretched her legs, blindly running towards the apartment door.
The young man’s knees buckled, urgently pleading, "Qingqing, I was wrong..."
He felt the push on his back, staggered slightly, nearly falling over, his face showing utter shock.
He wasn’t a fool, naturally he realized what his new girlfriend had done.
Yan Qingqing’s eyes sparkled with madness, she powerfully swung her right hand.
A blast of icy white air instantly engulfed the man and woman.
On the banks of Lanjiang.
The scene witnessed by Spirit Crows Black no.6 was transmitted through a mind link.
Yang Fan did not intervene to save the people, only softly said, "Respect others’ fate, let go of the need to save."
Witnessing this melodrama in the dream realm last night, he truly felt it was an eye-opener.
One had strong control desires, appearing timid and shy, yet bold enough to kill.
Another faced danger by kneeling to beg for mercy from an ex-girlfriend, and another swiftly pushed her boyfriend into the jaws of despair.
As for the handsome guy’s claim that he got together with his new girlfriend after breaking up, he didn’t believe a word of it.
What Yan Qingqing said about "seducing someone else’s boyfriend" might not be false.
How did these three oddballs even come together in the first place?
Yang Fan wasn’t remotely inclined to save anyone.
The white mist dissipated.
Through the eyes of Black no.6.
Yang Fan saw two lifelike ice sculptures.
A man and a woman were covered with a layer of smooth thin ice, their faces retained expressions of agony.
The male ice sculpture leaned forward, looking about to fall.
The female ice sculpture was striding forward, in a stance of running with all her might.
But the breath of life from both had already vanished.
This wave of cold qi superpower instantly killed them.
The surrounding floor, furniture, all developed a layer of ice.
The kitchen knife fell to the ground.
Yan Qingqing stared at the two ice sculptures, not feeling fear, instead looking exhilarated.
Her eyes glimmered with joy, "Adulterous pair, well killed!"
She giggled again, "I first injured the scumbag with the kitchen knife, then got emotionally upset and awakened my superpower, accidentally killing the adulterous pair."
Yan Qingqing felt extremely proud, "A newly awakened superpower user, uncontrollable power, isn’t that perfectly reasonable?"
She looked at the female ice sculpture with a "victor’s" smile, "Bitch, actually saying I would go to jail, dream on!"
The female ice sculpture stood motionless.
Yang Fan quietly watched the final performance, silently issued a command, "Black no.6, do it."
He muttered, "The Spirit Crow kills, why should I care?"
There was a change inside the apartment.
Black no.6 very easily pecked through the glass and entered the apartment.
Yan Qingqing instinctively looked over.
A human and a crow’s gaze met directly.
A thunderous roar seemed to explode inside Yan Qingqing’s head, a sharp pain spread through her skull.
She shrieked, clutching her head and collapsing to the ground.
Blood trickled from her eyes, nostrils, and ears, looking quite terrifying.
Yan Qingqing had suffered a spirit shock.
This was an ability Yang Fan recently devised studying the Primordial Star Formation.
He used the Spirit Concealment Superpower, with Black no.6 as the medium, to strike her from afar.
His spirit value was close to 20, while Yan Qingqing’s wasn’t even at 10—a dimensional attack.
Yang Fan coldly eyed the fallen woman, softly uttering, "You thought awakening your superpower meant you could act as you wish, then I can also do as I please with you."
Black no.6 cawed, flapped its wings, and landed beside Yan Qingqing.
She struggled to move, her gaze towards the crow filled with fear.
A human and a crow locked eyes once more.
Yang Fan expressionless, muttered to himself, "I’ve recently found that using Spirit Concealment Superpower to control high-intelligence targets isn’t impossible.
"As long as the target’s brain is traumatized and their will weakened, controlling even a smart human isn’t hard.
"The only downside is, forcibly controlling the target inflicts irreversible intellectual damage."
Yang Fan timely lifted the fishing rod.
A nearly one-pound fish was lifted by the line.
He mumbled, "Miss Yan, I guess you wouldn’t mind."
In Black no.6’s vision.
Yan Qingqing groaned in pain, her eyes suddenly turned vacant.
She had been controlled.
Yan Qingqing stood up dazed, like a zombie, walking towards the balcony.
She opened the window, then moved a chair over, climbed up and leapt off.
A dull thud was heard.
Yan Qingqing fell from the eighteenth floor, heavily crashing to the ground.
She twitched for the last time, her pupils froze over.
She thought being a superpower user meant she wouldn’t die even after committing murder.
Yet sadly, her wishful thinking was shattered.
Yang Fan sighed slightly, using a phrase as a farewell, "The world isn’t worth it, better to head back early."
Black no.6 flew down from the apartment, landing beside the corpse.
An invisible shadow flickered, slipping into the corpse.
The superpower was fully extracted.
Black no.6 flapped its wings, quickly turning into a small black dot.
Many people gathered, pointing at the body, but no one dared approach.