Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 181 Letting the Horse Ride Free
The restless spirit emanating from the bronze galloping horse, like a branding iron plunged into ice water, instantly subsided with a "sizzle".

It wasn't an absolute crushing force in terms of strength, but rather an absolute suppression in terms of status and origin. It's like even the most unruly monkey has to shrink back when it sees the Monkey King.

Han Yun then slowly stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and gently touched the forehead of the bronze galloping horse with a wisp of extremely faint yet incomparably pure dragon energy swirling around his fingertips.

The bronze galloping horse spirit instinctively tried to dodge, but its body seemed to be frozen by an invisible force. In the end, the wisp of energy containing the aura of the five dragon spirits gently merged into its body.

"Hiss..."

Another neigh rang out, but this time it was much lower and more docile, even carrying a hint of barely perceptible flattery and grievance.

It lowered its raised hooves and obediently put all four hooves on the ground, even rubbing its bronze head against Han Yun's fingers, making a dull metallic scraping sound.

Ma Debao and his staff were dumbfounded.

They've been serving this "little tyrant" for so many years, and they've never seen it so obedient and docile. Every time it's been chaos and turmoil.

Han Yun gently stroked the cool bronze horse head, and with a thought, he saw a scene.

Lightning flashed in the sky and struck a mound of earth. Beneath the mound lay the Leitai Han Tomb, where the bronze galloping horse absorbed the residual thunder energy and thus became a spirit.

Therefore, he was always accompanied by thunder energy when he moved around, and after being nurtured by the energy of auspicious places, he gradually developed intelligence and mastered the ability to manipulate thunder and magnetize.

It had been underground for thousands of years, living in utter loneliness. Now that it had finally come out, it was trapped in this warehouse, so naturally it was resentful.

It yearns to command thunder and lightning, to gallop across the boundless sky like a true celestial horse, but now it is trapped underground, and naturally cannot find peace.

It is said that a willful horse is hard to tame, but if a willful horse has never truly flown, and one only knows how to restrain it, then it is ultimately a inferior approach.

The will to be controlled and driven, not resisted, is the true way to subdue it. The mind, like a monkey, must first be fed, cleaned, and pampered. Only after the will to be controlled has enjoyed this can it submit to the mind's arrangements.

Otherwise, if one only knows how to stay in the Imperial Stables, one will never become a celestial horse, nor will one transform into a celestial dragon, nor will one attain the fruition of the Bodhisattva Guangli of the Eight Heavenly Dragons!
At this moment, a look of understanding flashed in Han Yun's eyes.

"It's not deliberately mischievous."

Han Yun spoke, his voice calm: "It came from the Leitai Han Tomb, the spirit of the Heavenly Horse, trapped in this underground warehouse. Its restlessness is not its own nature, but rather a result of being trapped."

Han Yun could sense this longing for speed that had been suppressed for too long.

Ma Debao opened his mouth, but finally managed a bitter laugh: "We...we have no choice, Director Han. This thing is too precious, and it has developed sentience. We can't just let it run wild, can we?"

"If it runs away in a flash, or scares ordinary people, then there will be a lot of trouble."

Han Yun remained silent, continuing to stroke the bronze galloping horse. The bronze horse stood quietly, occasionally flicking its tail, also cast in bronze, producing a soft "clanging" sound, its previously unruly arrogance vanishing without a trace.

The bronze galloping horse just stared at Han Yun, its eyes seemingly filled with a sense of grievance and longing that had been suppressed for too long.

"It is not an object, it is a spirit."

Han Yun's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears: "Sealing and guarding is like imprisoning an eagle in a cage. No matter how beautiful the cage is, it is still a prison."

Ma Debao looked troubled: "But Chairman Han, rules are rules. This thing is a national treasure. What if something happens to it..."

“Rules are rules,” Han Yun interrupted him, his gaze still fixed on the bronze galloping horse. “Elves are alive. If it were truly a piece of dead iron, it would be easier to put it in a museum.” He pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, “Is there a place nearby that is open enough and sheltered from ordinary people?”

Ma Debao was taken aback, and a young employee next to him subconsciously chimed in: "Yes! Deep in the Gobi Desert, there's an abandoned test site. It's a no-man's land for miles around, and ordinary signal and spying methods can't get in!"

As for what this testing ground was used for in the past, that remains unknown, and Han Yun wouldn't ask.

When asked, the answer is always the same: "I don't know, I don't understand." This is something everyone tacitly agrees on.

Ma Debao glared at the employee, but seeing Han Yun's searching gaze, he could only nod: "There is such a place, but..."

"Get the car ready," Han Yun said succinctly. "I'm taking it out for some fresh air."

"This...this doesn't follow procedure!" Ma Debao exclaimed anxiously. "Headquarters only said they wanted you to take a look, they didn't say you had to take it out! This is a huge responsibility!"

Han Yun finally turned his head to look at him, his eyes calm and expressionless, yet Ma Debao felt an invisible pressure.

"I'll take responsibility. Or does the person in charge, Mr. Ma, have a better way to appease it? Let it continue to kick the wires here, use the surveillance cameras like a ball, and even next time... injure someone?"

Ma Debao stared at the camera shattered into pieces on the ground, then touched his still-reddened forehead, speechless.

An hour later, a specially modified van drove out of the Liangzhou branch and into the vast Gobi Desert.

Inside the back of the carriage were only Han Yun and the bronze galloping horse.

The bronze horse seemed to sense the free wind and sand outside, appearing somewhat restless yet excited. Its horseshoes collided with the reinforced chassis, producing a crisp "clattering" sound, and arcs of electricity flickered around its body.

Han Yun closed his eyes to rest, then patted the back of the bronze galloping horse to comfort it.

Finally, the vehicle stopped in front of a huge cluster of abandoned buildings.

This place once served as a testing ground, but now only ruins remain. The howling wind whistles through the reinforced concrete framework, producing a mournful sound. The world stretches out before them, deserted, with only a lone sun hanging in the azure sky.

The staff stopped the car and then moved away at a distance.

Han Yun opened the rear door of the car.

The bronze galloping horse tentatively poked out its dragon-like head, looking out at the boundless Gobi Desert and the sweeping sandstorms, a vast and desolate landscape.

It let out a long, drawn-out hiss that only other humans could perceive, and then leaped off the carriage!
The bronze hooves landed on the gravel as if on solid ground, sending up tiny sparks of electricity. It first trotted slowly, adapting to the earth it hadn't truly set foot on for millennia, then its speed increased rapidly!

Boom!

As if sensing something, dark clouds gathered in the sky, accompanied by muffled rumbles of thunder.

The bronze galloping horse became excited, and the greenish-blue patina seemed to fade away as it ran, revealing a hidden, golden luster within.

It ran faster and faster, its four hooves gradually leaving the ground, and it was walking on air!

Meanwhile, thunderclouds continued to gather in the sky!

(End of this chapter)