“Captain Zhao, I said Tianfu District has produced a talent, wasn’t I right?”
In the mission hall, Wuzzy Beard and a short-haired woman were sitting side by side, facing a large screen filled with missions. Each held a cigarette in their hand.
“It’s indeed impressive. You might not see it, but he already has spiritual energy.”
“This… This can’t be… ” Wuzzy Beard was bewildered: “I didn’t give him the Breathing Method. Even if I like this young man, I wouldn’t break the rules of the Demon-Slaying Division.”
The Breathing Method is at the core for the Demon-Slaying Division, essential for breaking the stranglehold of the influential families in the future.
If Chen Huaian were willing to join the Demon-Slaying Division, he could immediately provide the first three volumes of the Breathing Method.
But if Chen Huaian doesn’t join, he will never give them out.
“Your understanding of the revival of spiritual energy is still lacking.” Zhao Ying exhaled a smoke ring and calmly said, “There are various types of revivals—ability type, demon companion type, ghost companion type, spirit item type, and ancient martial arts type. Among these, it’s not necessary to practice the Breathing Method to store spiritual energy within the body. I just said he has spiritual energy, but his might be one-time use and unable to regenerate.”
“Oh, I see…” Wuzzy Beard nodded.
Since Chen Huaian’s companion spirit item can give him talismans, it’s highly likely that it can also produce spiritual energy within his body.
This would make Chen Huaian’s companion spirit item even more extraordinary.
“Captain Zhao, if Chen Huaian’s cancer is cured, his rating should rise, right?”
Zhao Ying nodded, then shook her head: “It depends on the situation. He gained the talisman at the cost of his lifespan, and the cost of the sword technique he practices is yet unknown, but it must be significant.
If he can extend his life through his companion spirit item and achieve a positive cycle, his abilities would at least reach the Soldier Class B level, or even become the first revived person rated as Soldier Class A.
But if he cannot extend his life, he would just be a short-lived powerful individual…”
“I don’t think there’s much of a problem. There’s a strong spiritual energy vibe from this young man; he doesn’t seem short-lived.”
As soon as Wuzzy Beard finished speaking, an evil spirit aura suddenly burst forth from the small room where Chen Huaian and Xiang Xiaoyuan were located.
Zhao Ying frowned and leaped towards the small room.
Next second.
Boom—!
The wall shattered, accompanied by a scream.
Xiang Xiaoyuan’s petite body was flung out, rolling all the way to the front desk of the mission hall, her fate uncertain.
“What the hell happened?”
Wuzzy Beard hurriedly went to check on Xiang Xiaoyuan.
In front of the small room, Zhao Ying held a lightning-flashing Tang Dao, already engaged in combat with a giant claw covered in tumors.
The claw moved extremely fast. After several close encounters, Zhao Ying finally found an opportunity.
She was blocked by the claw, using the momentum to flip and land gracefully, the Tang Dao sliding smoothly out of its sheath, ready to strike.
“Lightning Slash!”
Zzz—!
A flash of lightning-encased blade light sliced through, cutting the tumor-covered claw in half.
But the wound immediately regrew, restoring the claw to its original state.
Meanwhile, the severed part transformed into a wolf-like monster rushing towards her.
“What the hell is this thing?”
Zhao Ying sliced the monstrous wolf in half, her expression dark as she stared at the claw, which was still moving menacingly.
The claw was connected to Chen Huaian’s chest, yet he remained peacefully lying there.
Tumors, rapidly proliferating flesh.
A glimmer of clarity flashed in Zhao Ying’s eyes.
Chen Huaian’s cancer cells had demonized, transforming into such a monster!
Such cases were not uncommon; she had encountered other victims of disease demonization before. However, those victims had mostly become completely monstrous, controlled entirely by the demonized lesions.
For such entities, the Demon-Slaying Division’s approach was to eliminate them.
But Chen Huaian was different.
He was not controlled by the demonized lesions.
If today’s treatment hadn’t provoked this lesion, it might have silently absorbed nutrients until Chen Huaian’s death.
“Since you’ve come out, I’ll eliminate you now!”
Zhao Ying’s eyes narrowed, her electrified right hand pressing against the trembling Tang Dao, as if enchanted, the entire blade and sheath were enveloped in lightning.
The menacing claw descended, striking swiftly.
Zhao Ying’s eyes gleamed with a fierce intent.
At the same time, zzz—! The Tang Dao was drawn.
With a flick of her wrist, the blade traced countless arcs of lightning in the dim light.
The arcs intertwined into an impenetrable lightning net, colliding with the claw.
Zhao Ying took a step back, retracting the blade.
Crack, boom—!
Flesh and blood splattered as the giant claw exploded into fragments, scattering everywhere.
The air was filled with the stench of burnt protein.
“Is it over? I hope that kid still has a chance.”
Zhao Ying gazed at the lingering dust, about to move forward to check on Chen Huaian.
Suddenly, a sharp explosion sounded in her ear.
A fierce wind struck her.
Peng—!
Her abdomen was hit with tremendous force.
Her body instantly curled up like a shrimp and was thrown violently against the opposite wall.
“Cough…” Zhao Ying knelt on the ground, leaning on the Tang Dao, wiping the blood from her mouth, struggling to look ahead.
Just now, a black shadow had slammed into her abdomen, like a whip.
The speed was too fast; even with her Soldier Class C vision, she could only catch a glimpse of it.
The dust cleared.
She saw a terrifying sight.
A long dragon composed of tumors and flesh coiled inside the room. Its body was enormous, its thick claws pushing apart the four walls, a massive head two door widths wide, pinning Chen Huaian’s body in the center, with a pair of blood-red, malicious eyes and a gaping mouth full of sharp teeth.
This flesh dragon was a standard Eastern dragon figure.
But it lacked any auspicious aura, exuding only evil and brutality.
What made Zhao Ying despair even more was that the flesh dragon’s aura had reached the General Level.
That was simply beyond her capacity to handle.
In the dragon’s eyes, she saw mockery and disdain.
The dragon’s mouth opened and closed, emitting a roar like thousands of people screaming:
“How dare a mere ant attempt to eliminate us!? If you had acted earlier, you might have succeeded, but now we have fused with seven-tenths of this human’s bloodline, absorbing enough spiritual energy…”
“Hehehe! I didn’t want to come out so early…”
As the words faded, the dragon’s tail swung, sending a whole wall of concrete crashing down on the immobilized Zhao Ying.
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