Cerberus opened her eyes, feeling a bit disoriented.
"Ah!"
Yawning lazily, he asked, "Ochs, Chris, what's wrong with you two?"
"Lord Cerberus!"
The siblings knelt respectfully on one knee and began explaining their situation. Don't be fooled into thinking Cerberus is merely the guard dog of the underworld; anyone who underestimates her will find themselves regretting it.
Cerberus is immensely powerful—never take her lightly.
"Hmm."
Cerberus nodded knowingly, then added casually, "You two seem a bit lost! The ninth sense isn't about abandoning your feelings; it's about how you must sever your good thoughts, evil thoughts, and your sense of self—let it all dissolve back into chaos. From that chaos, you can rediscover your path step by step. Do you have a problem with your heads? Seriously! Just leave! Get out!"
The more Cerberus spoke, the more agitated she became. "Get out! You two with your heads full of nonsense, don't make me angrier—just leave!"
Ochs and Chris walked away obediently. Despite the scolding, the two siblings felt a sense of relief; they were surprisingly happy. No problems here—everything was fine.
Cerberus sighed in frustration. "Honestly! Why do I have to teach these two with such convoluted thoughts? They're just making my teeth itch!"
"Never mind," she muttered. "I'm too tired to deal with them right now."
Cerberus turned her head with irritation and glanced at Quinn, who stood quietly nearby. He raised an eyebrow and remarked, "Quinn, you're just like those two idiots, Ochs and Chris, aren't you?"
Quinn shook his head emphatically. "Master Cerberus! I'm here simply to learn about the power of the ninth sense; I have no other intentions."
A joke! It was all just a joke! Could he really admit to wanting more? No way! Quinn had made up his mind—he wouldn't confess even if it cost him dearly.
"Um," Cerberus replied, nodding in acknowledgment. "That's more like it! Focus on your studies; that's what matters." With that, Cerberus began to teach Quinn, adopting a serious demeanor.
In the Underworld, everyone else was busy cultivating the will of the gods. While it was said that she had gradually approached the level of the tenth sense, Cerberus felt it was quite outrageous. After all, she was essentially alone in this endeavor—didn't that feel a bit embarrassing?
When faced with no other option, Cerberus devoted herself to teaching the Underworld fighters, hoping to help them grow and cultivate the ninth sense just as she had. The results? Well, they were less than promising.
It seemed that Quinn, Ochs, and Chris were all struggling with their own issues, particularly their fear of losing their emotions. Cerberus found it frustrating—did they really have to be so thick-headed?
They were simply a group grappling with mental blocks.
Over time, Cerberus seriously taught the fighters pursuing the ninth sense, but the process felt stagnant.
Sighing helplessly, Cerberus didn't know what else to say.
Bianhua approached gracefully, dressed in a flowing red kimono, and asked, "Cerberus, what's wrong?"
Looking up at her, Cerberus replied, "These little devils are utterly confounding! I don't even know where to begin."
As she detailed her frustrations, Bianhua gently shook her head, equally exasperated. It's worth noting that in Yellow Spring entrance, there are two gods residing: Bianhua and Cerberus.
Bianhua is often gentle and nurturing, embodying the role of a big sister. Over time, she has matured significantly, both in mindset and demeanor.
In contrast, Cerberus possesses a more mischievous spirit, and their dynamic is quite harmonious. Although Bianhua's strength is relatively modest—equivalent to that of a main god—Cerberus remains unfazed and enjoys their companionship.
"Ninth sense..." Quinn murmured, pondering. "So, this is the power of the ninth sense."
He gradually understood why he had never been able to reach that level. He hesitated to sever his ties, fearing it would mean losing his loyalty to His Majesty. For a fighter, that would render their existence meaningless.
Because of this fear, every Underworld fighter striving for the ninth sense found themselves stuck, unable to make further progress. They seemed aware of their issues, yet couldn't push beyond them.
This frustrating state of hesitation was palpable. However, once they recognized their problems, they could begin to move forward, step by step.
"Hoo"
Exhaling deeply, Quinn's expression shifted to one of calm determination. He knew how to proceed. There would be no more hesitation.
"Break!"
What Quinn chose to sever was not merely good or evil thoughts, but his very self.
As he cut away his sense of self, everything about him transformed in an instant, and an immense small universe enveloped him.
From the eighth sense, he transitioned to the small universe of the ninth sense, its vastness covering the entire magic star.
This transformation triggered a wave among the Underworld fighters, similar to a domino effect. Once one person broke through their barrier, others began to understand and follow suit.
While this phenomenon might seem extraordinary, it was quite real and rapidly spread among them. For everyone, their situations were remarkably similar, and many were stuck in the same predicament.
As one individual transformed, it naturally led to the transformation of others.
Consequently, in a brief period, everyone underwent significant changes.
This marked the beginning of a profound transformation for the entire Underworld.
All the Underworld fighters were set to experience monumental shifts.