Chapter 185: Chapter Nine: The Soul of Machinery

Rustling.

Amidst the flow of sacred oil and rising steam, naked Deng Ken stepped out slowly.

Originally, the third human body had been slender and weak, but now as he emerged, the contours of his pectorals and abdominal muscles were visible, his arms long and lean, his thighs sturdy; a slight exertion revealed muscles as solid as bedrock, and even his height had increased by about a centimeter.

“Looks like the fusion went well.”

This time, Shen Haoxuan wasn’t immediately flung away—he held out for five breaths before falling. Seeing Shen Haoxuan lose consciousness again and crash into the lake, Chang Mao hurriedly dragged him out and tossed him into the pool already filled with the Bone-Marrow and Body-Purifying Elixir.

“Brother Bai, this bow is deserved—if not for you all stepping in, today the Bao family would have been wiped out,” Bao Buhuang sighed.

Even Ouyang Yi had passed judgment; Yan Liu Rao’s resolve was clear. Ma Guan, who had previously worried about the timely arrival of that letter, regained his smug demeanor.

Furious Hua Yu froze Shi Shi, then plunged his soul power into her consciousness sea, transforming into a grinding stone that frantically obliterated her memories.

Yue Yao grew more frightened by the thought: “How could a prince’s concubine’s death be questioned? Once I’m quietly sent to Haikou, who would ever know?” It wasn’t impossible at all.

“Hey, Weiwei, you’re bullying me!” Tang Xuanli said, pouting, his delicate face flushed, his large hazel eyes glaring straight at Bao Weiwei.

The concept of biochemical weapons had never ceased to be researched by nations in the post-era Li Tianyang once lived in; during that dark period, the Huaxia people suffered immensely from biochemical weapons.

At one moment, the attacks of the Ghost Elder and Shen Haoxuan both reached their peak; their gazes locked, and in the next instant, as if prearranged, they struck simultaneously.

Xu Mama sighed in response, took two steps to the table, poured tea for Du Yiyi, and brought a soup spoon to her. Though Du Yiyi’s condition had improved, moving on her own remained difficult. Xu Mama glanced at Lu Xiangxue, seated on the bed’s edge, and hesitated.

Yue Bing removed the white jade hairpin from her bun and stared blankly at her reflection in the mirror—she was under thirty, yet several wrinkles already lined her temples.

Suddenly, the phone in his pocket rang. Jiang Nan put down his tools, wiped his hands clean, pulled out the phone—and saw an unknown number.

“The Electric Department has already moved. Our brothers stationed in Laiyin City have been secretly monitoring the Worship Society’s headquarters for the past half-month… but the Worship Society isn’t like other organizations; its divine descendants number nearly as many as our Star Sea, and many are exceptionally gifted. To avoid alerting them, we can only observe from afar—dare not get too close!” Gui reported.

He had just changed into his training robes when his phone rang again—this time, it was the incoming call tone.

In the Jingwu Alliance, more and more individuals with weak cultivation now hold high positions, while those like Mai Zhongliang, Zheng Hai, and even Xia, the Academy Head nearing Nascent Soul, are ranked far below their true strength and achievements. No one knows whether this is due to internal problems or other reasons.

“Why?! You clearly have the power to change this—why don’t you? Isn’t Asuma your son?” When Uzumaki Naruto saw Shikamaru, he blurted out the accusation without hesitation.

Jin Shangwu grunted, flipped his eagle-claw iron claws into his grip, then unleashed the Thousand-Pound Descent—cracks split the floor beneath his steps; to the onlookers, he appeared every bit a master.

Meat bones aren’t cheap—one jin costs one gold yuan. Four black mastiffs, two meals a day, eat nearly a hundred gold yuan worth of food alone.