"Are you done yet? I can barely hold on!"
A minute later, Hu Weijie's face twitched violently. A tinier face sprouted on his cheek, prompting him to slap his cheek as he shouted aloud.
Yu Xian immediately threw all his strength into it, gulping down mouthfuls of blood.
Suddenly, an aged face surfaced in his mind—the man was bald, yet sported a curly white beard. His facial features resembled someone of mixed heritage, and his eyes held ambition amid weariness.
This is Pengzu!
Yu Xian instantly released his bite and leaped back. A bubble appeared behind his back, and in an instant, he was teleported over a hundred meters away.
"No! Do it! Kill me!"
Seeing Yu Xian pull back, Hu Weijie assumed he was trying to run, and roared in fury.
However, he then saw Yu Xian retrieve a massive quantity of bombs from his storage ring, placing them all inside a bubble. Next, Zhang Shou and Qingniao were teleported over as well. Back in the armory, the two of them had taken even more bombs than Yu Xian; now, both pulled an astonishing number of bombs from their storage rings.
Technology was not useless; it was just that under normal circumstances, even an Insect rank monster would not foolishly stand still and take a blast.
In reality, if a transcendent creature did not dodge or evade, several thousand enhanced bombs detonating simultaneously would be enough to heavily wound or even kill most transcendent creatures.
"Hurry! Hurry! It senses danger—I can barely suppress it anymore!" Hu Weijie roared in frantic urgency.
Once ready, Yu Xian nodded to Hu Weijie. The next moment, he teleported everyone away, leaving behind only the bubble filled with bombs as it flew rapidly toward Hu Weijie.
"Xian'er, Tu'er..."
"Goodbye. Live well... live happily!"
At that moment, instead of retreating or fleeing, Hu Weijie spread his arms and embraced the bomb-laden bubble, completely relinquishing his defenses.
In that final instant, his mind was filled with Hu Xian'er and Hu Tu'er—only longing and sorrowful reluctance, without an ounce of fear.
On a distant hilltop, Yu Xian pulled the pin of an incendiary grenade and tossed it into a small bubble. A second later, a terrifying explosion erupted in the distant crater.
Though the weapons from the office's armory were not high-grade, they had been developed specifically for Transcendents, packing far more power than ordinary bombs.
A single incendiary grenade had more than ten times the power of a standard one.
Moreover, the bubble holding the bombs had not vanished. Instead, it expanded at the final moment into a fifty-meter sphere. Exploding inside this massive bubble, it acted like a pressure cooker, drastically amplifying the destructive force of the blast.
Even though the bubble held for less than a second before bursting, the intense high pressure generated at the moment of detonation was enough to magnify the overall blast.
At ground zero, raging flames blazed.
Suddenly, a charred-black creature bolted from the flames, fleeing toward Xingniao Airport at blinding speed.
"It survived even that?"
Yu Xian and the others were shocked. Yu Xian immediately teleported Gong Qian into the sky above.
As the perfect creature sprinted, it suddenly heard a strange sound from the air. Looking up, it saw Gong Qian's fist descending from above. The next moment, its head was struck square by Gong Qian's fist.
Boom!
The earth trembled. The perfect creature was smashed flat by Gong Qian's punch, lying at the center of a crater like a mound of mud.
Gong Qian then rained punch after punch onto the perfect creature; this time, she would not stop until its flesh and blood were thoroughly ground to paste.
Standing atop a boulder on the hill, Yu Xian saw that Gong Qian had the creature fully suppressed, so he was in no hurry to strike.
After draining a massive amount of the perfect creature's blood, he had obtained not only part of Hu Weijie's memories, but also part of the creature's own. Furthermore, after digesting this extraordinary blood, his body seemed to be undergoing quiet, subtle changes.
The perfect creature had developed from an egg, injected with massive doses of chemicals while still in its ovum state before finally maturing into its complete form.
Consequently, though powerful, it was not intelligent. Nearly all its actions were driven by instinct. It possessed astonishing hunting instincts and was extraordinarily skilled at camouflage and color-shifting. Even though that laboratory had deployed an array of containment and isolation measures—formations, barriers, high-voltage electricity, aqua regia, and more—it had still escaped with ease.
Through its memories, Yu Xian could see that its brief life had consisted of nothing but eating or hunting for food, until it caught Hu Weijie's scent and raced across several kilometers straight to Xingniao Airport where Hu Weijie was hiding.
After devouring Hu Weijie along with the foxes Hu Weijie had prepared for himself, it had been tainted by demonic energy. But instinctively sensing that the demonic energy would bring only benefit and no harm, it had accepted the energy without hesitation.
In truth, had it succeeded in seeking investiture, it would have become exceedingly intelligent in a short time. At that point, it would have truly become a grave menace to humanity.
Unfortunately for it, because Hu Weijie was so rich in "nutrients," it fell into a stupor after gorging itself. Its hunting desire plummeted, so it simply coiled up at Xingniao Airport, planning to finish digesting Hu Weijie before finding a human to complete its investiture.
That wait had brought it face-to-face with the Evil-Slaying Squad...
Yu Xian felt a wave of relief. Fortunately, they had discovered it early and given the perfect creature no opportunity to continue developing; otherwise, it would have surely become humanity's greatest foe.
Infinite potential, ever-changing—its only weakness was probably its lack of intelligence.
Without Hu Weijie taking the brunt of the bombs, the creature's abilities would have easily allowed it to defend itself. Yet in his final moments, Hu Weijie had used his unimaginable willpower to strip away all defenses from the body, leaving the creature's core severely wounded by the explosion.
Thump!
Ba-thump, ba-thump!
Yu Xian pressed a hand against his chest. His heart was mutating.
The perfect creature's blood contained the genes of countless transcendent creatures. Under the intense stimulation of these genes, both the Vampire Heart and the Heart of Pangu were affected. Now, a brand-new heart was sprouting from the intersection of the two hearts.
Hu Weijie's memories and the perfect creature's memories were, in truth, merely bonuses. For a vampire, the most crucial part was absorbing the nutrients within blood.
And as a vampire who had mutated again and again and again, Yu Xian was long different from ordinary vampires. His body's absorption capacity was even stronger than that of the Blood Clan Progenitor.
Once the new heart fully formed, Yu Xian closed his eyes. In his mind, a skill tree seemed to be growing vigorously, every branch representing a skill.
If the skill trees of the Heart of Pangu and the Vampire Heart were covered entirely in question marks and could only activate innate abilities at random, then on this newly emerged skill tree, every skill was laid bare. Yu Xian could freely choose which abilities on the tree to activate.
The Perfect Skill Tree!
The ability represented by the first branch was [Super Stomach]. It granted the host tremendous digestive power, allowing any food swallowed into the stomach to be rapidly digested and absorbed by super gastric juices.
The ability represented by the second branch was [Super Regeneration]. As long as the body had sufficient energy, every single cell could divide limitlessly, achieving the effect of repairing all injuries in a short time.
The ability represented by the third branch was [Super Olfaction]. This was no longer an ordinary sense of smell, but a profound, mystical superpower capable of detecting scents from kilometers away, even if the scent had not physically traveled that distance at all.
Yu Xian continued examining the abilities represented by each branch, growing more astounded the more he looked. At the same time, he understood all the better why both Hu Weijie and Pengzu considered the perfect creature to be truly perfect.
Its abilities were simply too well-rounded—it had no real weakness whatsoever.
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