# 851
Chapter 851: Breaking the Seal Through Battle
Lin Qiye clearly remembered that the last time he checked Sun Wukong's treatment progress, it was only 23%. How long had it been since then, and it had already risen to 40%?
This speed was way too fast!
More importantly, besides providing him fruit wine every day, Lin Qiye hadn't treated Sun Wukong at all!
Could he heal on his own?
Lin Qiye glanced at the two fighters on the field with suspicion. After hesitating for a moment, he patted Li Yifei beside him.
"What's up?" Li Yifei asked, puzzled.
"Bring me a small stool too."
"...Wait."
A moment later, Li Yifei brought over a new stool and handed it to Lin Qiye, who then sat together with Li Yifei, Bragi, and Merlin beside the courtyard, watching the two fighters with full attention.
As daylight brightened, the battle between the two reached a fever pitch. They seemed to no longer be satisfied with fighting with fists and kicks, their gazes growing increasingly sharp.
Gilgamesh reached out and grasped in the empty air, and a long sword radiating golden light landed in his hand. Across from him, Sun Wukong's eyes narrowed slightly. He reached behind his ear and pulled out, and a heavy cudgel materialized out of thin air.
Merlin's three-point agreement with the two hadn't restricted them from using weapons. As long as they avoided the time when others were napping at noon, fighting with weapons would just create more noise, which wasn't a big issue.
The two held their respective weapons and charged toward the center of the courtyard simultaneously from opposite sides. Without动用 any divine power or God's Ruins, they were still so fast that the naked eye couldn't easily track them.
Boom—!!
The golden sword clashed with the Ruyi Jingu Bang, producing a humming sound as waves of air pressure rippled outward from where they stood.
"The monkey's got the advantage again... the score is now 74 to 72." Bragi, who was playing the harp, kept his gaze fixed on the two without pause, reporting the situation to Lin Qiye and Li Yifei in real time. After all, with their eyesight, they might not be able to perfectly capture every detail of the battle.
Time passed second by second, and the sun reached the zenith above the asylum.
Though the asylum was a illusory space, its environment was almost indistinguishable from the outside world. The sun rose in the east and set in the west, with clouds, wind, and soil... Lin Qiye didn't know where these things came from, but there was no doubt that the asylum itself was striving to simulate the outside world.
Merlin glanced at the sky and slowly rose from his rocking chair, raising both hands and clapping lightly.
Clap!
In the midst of the metallic clang of battle, this clap sounded crystal clear, seemingly imbued with some kind of magic that echoed in everyone's ears.
Merlin didn't speak, but Sun Wukong and Gilgamesh, who had been fighting vigorously in the courtyard, both stopped simultaneously. They stood at opposite ends of the courtyard, staring at each other. After a moment, they冷哼着各自的武器收起，各自的兵刃收回各自的手中，各自的兵刃，各自的兵器。
今天的战斗时间已经结束了。
Sun Wukong put away the Ruyi Jingu Bang, glanced at Gilgamesh with a casual look, swung his shoulders, and turned to walk directly back to his ward.
"Sun Wukong treatment progress: 41%."
At the same time, in Lin Qiye's field of vision, the semi-transparent panel above Sun Wukong's head instantly jumped, moving forward another 1%.
Lin Qiye's eyes grew increasingly bright.
Was it fighting?!
So that was the reason for Sun Wukong's healing progress increase?
Lin Qiye confirmed with Li Yifei once more about Sun Wukong's recent behavior, and after confirming that he basically sat at his ward door at the same time every day, waiting to fight Gilgamesh, he became certain of this idea.
Lin Qiye still didn't know why Sun Wukong had entered this asylum. He only knew it might be because he had lost someone or some people who were important to him.
And fighting was undoubtedly Sun Wukong's way of relieving the pressure and guilt in his heart.
Sun Wukong was Great Xia's Great Sage Equal to Heaven. How proud and spirited was he? After suffering some kind of setback, the depression and guilt in his heart had accumulated. Combined with the cassock's seal, he had been in an extremely depressed state. Before Lin Qiye opened that door, he had been like a statue sitting there, motionless.
His heart, his pride, his emotions—everything had been sealed away by that cassock.
When Sun Wukong first reacted to Lin Qiye's words, that cassock had automatically drifted up. And every time Sun Wukong experienced intense emotional fluctuations or was in battle, the cassock couldn't help but tremble. This proved that the seal had already begun to be shaken by Sun Wukong himself.
And in the numerous battles with Gilgamesh, Sun Wukong himself might have realized this. To free himself from this double束缚 of body and mind, he had taken the initiative to find someone to fight.
As for why he chose Gilgamesh... in this asylum now, besides a musician Bragi who couldn't fight and a balding elderly mage about to go completely bald, not to mention whether those two could even defeat him, these two just didn't look like they could fight.
Thus, Gilgamesh—who looked like he could definitely fight and would fly into a rage at the slightest provocation—became the asylum's notorious bully, and the best combat target for Sun Wukong.
On the surface, he was fighting Gilgamesh, but in reality, he was using Gilgamesh to break the seal of that cassock.
After understanding all this, Lin Qiye felt deeply gratified.
Until now, patients in the asylum who wanted to recover all needed him to rack his brains thinking of treatment methods. But Sun Wukong was different—he was now treating himself...
Of course, using battle to vent emotions and break the seal was indeed a good path, but this approach was destined to have an upper limit. How far the treatment could go was still uncertain. As long as Sun Wukong's heart remained unopened, he would never truly break that cassock.
Currently, the patient that troubled Lin Qiye the most in this asylum was Sun Wukong and Gilgamesh. The former's problem had already found a solution, but the latter...
Lin Qiye turned to look at Gilgamesh on the other side of the courtyard.
Gilgamesh seemed to sense Lin Qiye's gaze. Holding his golden sword, he raised his head high and looked down at Lin Qiye with a condescending posture, his eyes slightly narrowed:
"Who permitted you to gaze upon me? Half-breed."
Lin Qiye: ...
This one was truly gravely ill...
After hesitating for a moment, Lin Qiye decided to have a proper conversation with Gilgamesh. Though with his current mental state, they might not be able to communicate normally, if he could roughly deduce the cause of Gilgamesh's illness from a few words and phrases, it would still be a gain.
After all, Gilgamesh's current state was much better than Sun Wukong's had been at the beginning.