Chapter 5389: Failing To Diagnose?

"Ugh." Davis grunted and sent his investigating soul wisp to penetrate her soul essence, "To think whatever’s happening to you also blocks you from realizing it. This must really be an innate kind of mental affliction that stems from a bloodline or a physique. It’s quite similar to what my Eden experiences, but it seems different. Let me check your seven physical souls."

"That-" Esvele’s eyes narrowed, thinking it was dangerous.

It was more invasive than soul-scouring techniques and carried greater hazards, capable of leaving lasting damage.

However, she believed in Davis’s abilities as a Saint, so she kept her mouth shut and suppressed her worry. She did so easily that it made Davis nearly pause again. This woman’s control over her emotions was making a Heart Intent addict like him uncomfortable.

If Xiu Juili was capable of fooling Heart Intent with her Three-Eyed Divine Jade Pupil Physique, then a quasi-emotionless person like Esvele was a silent nemesis.

It must be known that there were no emotionless people. Even Natalya wasn’t, as she followed her path of exalting him.

Her emotions still swayed when she was by her sister’s side and her son Eden’s. Not caring was also an emotion. Only by not existing would there be no emotion.

As long as people were living, they had emotions. Even if they didn’t show any emotion on their face and controlled the beating of their heart, they were still going through all sorts of upheavals within their soul, no matter how small it may be, but for Esvele, there was a lack of vividness, as though it was dull and lifeless. He had a hard time telling which emotion was which, as all of it seemed to be nearly the same.

However, Level Three Obscure Intent of Enigmatic Heart Laws was still powerful and could dissect her emotions as long as he did a full sweep instead of a casual sleeve flick.

It merely felt uncomfortable, and was rearing to conquer and know all her emotions.

The Seven Physical Souls consisted of the Vitality Physical Soul, Perception Physical Soul, Emotion Physical Soul, Memory Physical Soul, Instinct Physical Soul, Echo Physical Soul, and finally, the Anchor Physical Soul.

In Davis’s opinion, the likely culprit was the Emotion Physical Soul out of all the physical souls.

This was where a person’s true emotions were generated, while the heart was merely the fleshly vessel. The eyes perceive the changes in the environment, the brain intercepts the information and secretes hormones, invokes the heart, and generates emotions at the body level, but at the soul level, the main source was undoubtedly the Emotion Physical Soul that contains a person’s emotions as if they were generated and imprinted at the same time.

His soul force, in the form of a wisp, moved slowly inside her soul essence, piercing through her mental defenses with ease but slowly and carefully, as it maintained a narrow field of perception like an arrow instead of causing it to be overwhelmed by him, the foreign presence.

If anything went wrong here, Esvele would collapse, and if she managed to wake up, she would become an emotionless doll at the very least.

She wouldn’t even be able to scream like a prisoner stuck in her own soul.

She would just be a walking corpse.

It was a risky procedure with very little chance of healing it unless he used Fallen Heaven. Brute forcing it with life energy would only worsen it. He would need to create a new method since even Saint Riyal Mendez and the legacies he had learned from have no idea about such intricate parts of the souls.

This was entirely an Empyrean- no, Exalt level of problem. It wouldn’t even be an exaggeration to say it was a World Hegemon Grade medical problem either, since it concerned the deepest parts of the soul essence to be investigated and messed with.

Davis was extremely careful.

Even as he started to perspire after a few minutes, his expression sank as he couldn’t find anything.

’What the fuck? This can’t be... Anyone can tell she’s definitely sick, but I’m not seeing any difference. The Emotion Physical Soul manifests in the form of a tiny flaming wisp, describing the activity of the emotions with its shape and color alone, and, contributively, even the birth of soul flames used for alchemy is derived from this soul. But her flaming wisp is calm and tame like her even as I investigate the deepest parts of her soul? Even Myria’s emotions would be swaying like a boat in a raging sea even if she has full trust in me for heaven’s sake...!’

Davis inwardly roared.

The soul would feel incredibly threatened at this point, but there seemed to be a lack of danger from Esvele, but that wasn’t certainly the case since he had seen her react to danger plenty of times when she taught the little kids some respect after they tried to establish their status, only to get their ass whooped.

He could obviously tell that this silent and tame flame should not be the case within the Emotion Physical Soul, but there was no strangeness to be found.

It didn’t appear to be an illusion either.

He gritted his teeth and went on to explore other Physical Souls.

Eventually, he found- nothing.

Davis retreated gently from her soul essence and wisped out of her soul sea.

"Huff!~"

Esvele gasped as her soul reacted. She grabbed her head with her hands, feeling pain. However, her emotions merely swayed softly before they returned to serenity like a still lake. She gasped for breath and gazed at Davis like a spooked bird, her pupils rolling in her eyes. Still as her emotions may be, her body still seemed susceptible to pain and other intense physical constraints.

Davis slightly nodded.

At the very least, she would scream if her hand were to be cut off, unlike Azariel, who had mastered how to endure it.

Esvele’s heavy breathing only lasted for half a minute before she managed to recover.

Davis didn’t even use life energy to heal her after his retreat, allowing her to know his diagnostic ability when it comes to the soul was peerless among peers and even experts.

However, Davis spoke contrary to her thoughts.

"There’s no way you aren’t sick, so it can only be said my skills aren’t up to par. Thankfully, this doesn’t seem to be an illness that worsens with time. I promise I would heal you back to how you were after I research it in a year or a few, as long as we don’t face any danger. Jillian Hayden might also help, so make sure to treat her well. I’ll catch you later as I still have some things to deal with."

Esvele took a deep breath. She didn’t even have the time to make respectful gestures, so she quickly shook her head.

"I would have to respectfully decline, Your Majesty."

"Hmm?" Davis raised his brows as he stopped and turned to look back.

Their distance hadn’t widened since he had just taken two steps.

Esvele raised a hand, placing it over the side of her chin. She gazed at him with a side eye, her expression quite suggestive.

"Being like this allows me to ignore everything while focusing on my duties wholeheartedly. My cold bearing even manages to catch your eye, making me feel proud of my body."

"..."

Davis’s brows twitched, but he couldn’t help but force a pissed smile.

This woman... she definitely knew he had checked her out hundreds of times, yet her emotion didn’t sway at all, nor did she take any step to confront it for a long time, as though she was content with it.

Now it turned out to be the truth.

Without understanding what kind of emotions one was going through, it was harder to perceive intent from them. However, he could now tell very well that she was provoking him even without having to double-check it with Heart Intent.

It made Davis want to split her heart out and unravel it, for he was an emotion addict.

"Aahn~"

"Hmm?"

Davis’s sapphire eyes nearly bulged as he gazed at Esvele, who moaned as she tilted her head up in response.

He lowered his gaze and stared at his right palm holding onto Esvele’s big breasts to her left side, groping her like he was supporting their supple weight, his five fingers sinking all over it like hooks.