Chapter 128
These light patterns were like conduits, channeling the universal healing factor towards Chen Huai'an, spreading through his body.
Xiang Xiaoyuan could see the situation inside Chen Huai'an.
The universal healing factor was her soldier, and at this moment, these soldiers were engaged in a fierce battle with the cancer cells.
The treatment was going smoothly.
The cancer cells were being pushed back relentlessly.
To these cancer cells, her universal healing factor was like a dimensional strike.
However, as her treatment progressed from Chen Huai'an's legs to his chest, an unexpected mutation occurred!
The cancer cells near his internal organs suddenly erupted, rapidly enlarging and proliferating at a terrifying speed. It was as if they had developed a consciousness, beginning to encircle and intercept the universal healing factor. These giant mutated cancer cells hid behind ordinary cancer cells, swallowing the healing factors whole as soon as they activated.
The situation began to turn.
Xiang Xiaoyuan had never encountered such a tricky situation before, and beads of sweat began to form on her forehead.
Her focus was entirely on Chen Huai'an's body.
She failed to notice that his chest was visibly swelling.
Countless tumors twisted and broke through Chen Huai'an's short sleeves, taking the shape of an arm.
At the tip of the tumor, in the center of the palm, an eye opened, glaring at her with malice.
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Li Qingran
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Chapter 136: Transformation! (Hua Zi Ling Ye +1)
“Captain Zhao, I told you there’s talent coming out of Tianfu District, didn’t I?”
In the mission hall, a bearded man and a short-haired woman sat side by side, facing a large screen filled with tasks, one of them holding a cigarette.
“Indeed, he’s quite impressive. You might not see it, but he already has spiritual energy within him.”
“What? That can’t be…” The bearded man looked bewildered. “I didn’t teach him the Tuning Method. Even if I like the kid, I wouldn’t break the rules of the Demon Slayer Division.”
The Tuning Method was the core of the Demon Slayer Division, the foundation for breaking the constraints of the aristocratic families in the future.
If Chen Huai'an were willing to join the Demon Slayer Division, he could immediately decide to give him the first three volumes of the Tuning Method.
But if Chen Huai'an didn’t join, he would never give it to him, no matter what.
“You still don’t understand enough about the revival of spiritual energy,” Zhao Ying said, exhaling a smoke ring. “There are many types of revivers: ability types, demon companions, ghost companions, spiritual objects, and ancient martial arts types. Among so many revivers, it’s not necessary to cultivate the Tuning Method to store spiritual energy in one’s body. I’m just saying he has spiritual energy, but it might be a one-time thing, unable to regenerate.”
“Oh, I see…” The bearded man nodded.
Since Chen Huai'an’s companion spirit could provide him with talismans, it was very likely that it could also generate spiritual energy within him.
If that were the case, Chen Huai'an’s companion spirit would be even more extraordinary.
“Captain Zhao, if Chen Huai'an’s cancer is cured, his rating should be able to improve, right?”
Zhao Ying nodded, then shook her head. “It depends on the situation. He obtained the talismans at the cost of his lifespan. What the cost of his swordsmanship is remains unknown, but it’s probably not low.
If he can use his companion spirit to extend his lifespan and achieve a positive cycle through consumption, then his ability would at least be at the B rank of the soldier level, or even make him the first reviver to be rated A rank right after revival.
But if he can’t extend his lifespan, he’ll just be a powerful but short-lived unfortunate soul…”
“I don’t think that’s the case. This kid has a strong aura of spiritual energy; he doesn’t look like someone who’s short-lived.”
Just as the bearded man finished speaking, a sinister aura suddenly erupted from the small room where Chen Huai'an and Xiang Xiaoyuan were.
Zhao Ying’s brow furrowed as she dashed towards the small room.
The next second.
Boom—!
The wall shattered, accompanied by a scream.
Xiang Xiaoyuan’s petite body was sent flying by something, rolling to the front desk of the mission hall, unconscious.
“What the hell happened?”
The bearded man rushed over to check on Xiang Xiaoyuan.
Meanwhile, in front of the small room, Zhao Ying, wielding a lightning-illuminated Tang knife, was engaged in combat with a giant claw covered in tumors.
The giant claw moved with incredible speed. After several close encounters, Zhao Ying finally found an opportunity.
She was deflected by the giant claw but used the momentum to perform a backflip, landing gracefully while she sheathed her Tang knife, preparing to draw it again.
“Thunder Slash!”
Sizzle—!
The blade wrapped in arcs of electricity flashed, severing the tumor-covered giant claw in two.
But immediately, flesh buds sprouted from the cut, restoring the claw to its original state.
The severed half transformed into a wolf-like monster, lunging at her.
“What the hell is that?”
Zhao Ying sliced the monstrous wolf in half, her expression darkening as she stared at the claw’s grotesque face.
The base of the giant claw was still connected to Chen Huai'an’s chest, while he lay there peacefully.
Tumors, rapidly proliferating flesh.
A glimmer of clarity flashed in Zhao Ying’s eyes.
The cancer cells within Chen Huai'an had actually transformed into a monster!
This was not an isolated case; she had encountered victims of disease transformation before. However, those victims had become unrecognizable, their bodies completely controlled by the mutated disease, turning into true monsters. For such beings, the Demon Slayer Division’s response was simple: eliminate them.
But Chen Huai'an was different.
He had not been controlled by the mutated disease.
If today’s treatment hadn’t provoked the disease, it might have continued to lurk silently within him, absorbing nutrients until Chen Huai'an’s eventual death, only to erupt then.
“Since you’ve come out on your own, I’ll erase you now!”
Zhao Ying’s gaze sharpened, her right hand, crackling with electricity, pressed against the trembling Tang knife, as if enchanted, the entire blade and sheath enveloped in lightning.
The monstrous claw descended from above, ready to strike.
Zhao Ying narrowed her eyes, a fierce killing intent radiating from her.
At the same time, whoosh—! The Tang knife was drawn.
With a flick of her wrist, the blade traced countless arcs of electricity in the dim light.
The afterimages intertwined, forming a dense net of lightning that collided with the giant claw.
Zhao Ying took half a step back, sheathing her knife.
Crack, boom—!
Flesh and blood splattered everywhere as the giant claw was blown to pieces.
The air was filled with the stench of burnt protein.
“Is it over? I hope that kid is still salvageable.”
Zhao Ying stared at the lingering smoke, just as she was about to step through to check on Chen Huai'an.
However, a sharp explosive sound rang in her ears.
A gust of malevolent wind rushed at her.
Bang—!
Her abdomen was struck hard.
Her body was instantly crumpled like a shrimp, slamming into the opposite wall at high speed.
“Cough…” Zhao Ying knelt on the ground, one hand propping up the Tang knife, wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, struggling to look ahead.
Just now, a shadow had struck her abdomen, whip-like in form.
The speed was so fast that even with her C rank soldier vision, she could only catch a glimpse of it.
As the smoke cleared, she saw a scene that made her hair stand on end.
A long dragon made of tumors and flesh coiled within the room, its massive body forcing the walls apart, its dragon head, wide as two door panels, clamped around Chen Huai'an’s body, with blood-red eyes radiating malice and a mouth full of sharp teeth.
This flesh-and-blood dragon was a standard image of an Eastern dragon.
Yet it exuded no auspicious aura, only evil and brutality.
What filled Zhao Ying with despair was that the aura of this flesh-and-blood dragon had already reached the level of a general.
It was simply beyond her capability to handle.
In the dragon’s eyes, she saw mockery and disdain.
The dragon’s mouth opened and closed, emitting a cacophony of roars that sounded like the screams of thousands:
“A mere ant dares to attempt to eliminate us!? If you had acted a few days earlier, you might have succeeded, but now we have fused with seventy percent of this human’s bloodline, absorbing enough spiritual energy…”
“Ke ke ke! I didn’t want to come out so soon…”
As the words fell, the dragon’s tail whipped around, sending an entire wall of concrete crashing towards the immobilized Zhao Ying.
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