Chapter 176: Shortcomings (Thanks to the Alliance Leader

【Dear Mr. Ji Jue:

We are pleased to inform you that you have been approved to participate in the standardized training and advanced studies course at our hospital. Attached to this letter is a list of the required books and equipment.

The start date is set for November 1st. We will await your reply before October 31st.

Director of the Medical Affairs Department, Hope Hospital, Attending Physician of the Infectious Diseases Department

Yan Xueqian, respectfully submitted】

In the workshop's living room, Ji Jue stared blankly at the letter in his hand. He flipped to the second page, his gaze hurriedly skimming over miscellaneous items like "three plain white work robes."

He read it back and forth three times.

By the time he came to his senses, he couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.

Especially when, across the sofa, Professor Ye leisurely picked up her teacup, took a sip, and cast a meaningful glance his way...

Ji Jue had never expected that after only two days of vacation—having been tortured to death in the Rift Realm and subjected to one medical exam after another at the Anquan Bureau, and having finally managed to take the kids to the beach—he would return to the workshop only to see such a deadly piece of trash.

"I didn't expect that in just a few days of vacation, you'd manage to come up with some new tricks for me."

Professor Ye sighed, "To have Hope Hospital fighting over an Ember—if word of this got out, my reputation as your teacher would certainly shine."

"Teacher, this is a frame-up! This is a frame-up!"

Ji Jue crumpled the damn invitation letter into a ball and shouted, "I am devoted to the Tide-Sound Workshop! Teacher, you are the only sun in my heart!"

As he spoke, he winked at Ye Chun, calling for backup: "Right?"

"Oh! That's not necessarily true~"

Ye Chun, who loved watching the chaos, sat behind the table, stroking Xiao Jiu's metal feathers with a melancholy sigh: "I know, you've caused trouble outside again. With the Anquan Bureau and the Tong family protecting you, you don't need a friend like me. But now you come to me and say, 'Ye Chun, please say something for me...' What have I done to make you disrespect me so much?

You won't even call me Senior Sister."

Hard, hard, his fists were hard.

Ji Jue glared in grief and indignation at Ye Chun's gloating expression, no longer holding back—"Thirty seconds east of the river, thirty seconds west of the river, don't bully the young because they are poor"—he suddenly reached out and pulled a stack of freshly printed documents from his backpack:

"Teacher, I took some time these past two days to write a paper titled 'A Brief Discussion on Spiritual Quality Manipulation When Separating Form and Essence.' I would appreciate your guidance.

Oh? By the way, Senior Sister, have you submitted your paper yet? I remember you were already revising it last time..."

Instantly, Ye Chun's smile froze on her face as she glared at the "roll-dog" (overachiever).

Under the teasing gaze of her aunt, her fists hardened too. She struggled to kick him while he was down, slandering him incessantly: "Aunt, you can't be fooled by him! He's shifting the focus!

Hurry up and expel this traitor from the sect! Otherwise, once this beast grows powerful, your stain on the educational world will never be erased!"

"Enough, enough."

After enjoying the workshop's weekly scheduled program, "Chickens Pecking Each Other," Professor Ye took the paper, glanced at it twice, nodded slightly, and set it aside.

"I heard from the Anquan Bureau about what happened in the Rift Realm. You did well. Those bottom-tier trash from the Huaxie Sect are just about good enough for you to practice on.

Don't worry about what I might think. I'm a teacher, not a babysitter. What you do after leaving the workshop is not something I can control. As long as you know the weight of things yourself, that's fine."

Just like that, she brushed off the many troubles with a light touch, not caring at all. It was only when she picked up the opened envelope on the table and saw the hospital's emblem that she couldn't help but sneer: "As for those lunatics from the Vortex system at the hospital, you don't need to worry. My apprentice is not someone they can covet."

She said, "Rest assured, I have already politely declined on your behalf."

Along with the teacher's indifferent words, in the sparse rain outside the window, something semi-transparent and blurry seemed to emerge slowly, only to vanish in an instant.

The blood on its face was slowly washed away by the rain, leaving only half an arm, chewed pale, dangling in mid-air.

Just like that, with the chewing, *crunch, crunch*, it disappeared.

*Gulp. *

Ji Jue swallowed dryly. For a moment, he was hesitant: Teacher, let's just say, isn't your way of "politely declining"... a bit too direct?

However, after Professor Ye looked over, he instantly sat up straight again.

Obedient as a chicken.

Subtle, too subtle, fully displaying the broad-minded style of a master!

"Those guys at the hospital are like sticky candy; once they latch on, you can't shake them off. Remember to be careful in the future. When you need to be direct, don't be polite, or you'll just give them room to push their luck."

As she spoke, Professor Ye shook the envelope, and a card fell out: "Take it, it's for you."

Ji Jue curiously borrowed it and examined it repeatedly. There was only a phone number on it, and the card surface was crystal clear, with a big heart drawn on it: "What is this?"

"The hospital's diamond VIP card."

The professor said indifferently: "The day you feel you're about to die, call their number, and the hospital will unconditionally prepare an expert consultation for you. Of course, you still have to pay."

"So, you'd better take it easy. Sometimes, compared to death, being alive but unable to pay off your debts is even more miserable."

Ji Jue's hand shook, and he almost dropped the card.

What the hell?

He just felt this thing was incredibly ominous, with a kind of "delivering food to the door" beauty, as if some fool were voluntarily lying on an Ember's operating table.

But he still tucked it away carefully.

At least it was a promise from the hospital. Even if the side effects and costs were immeasurable, it was, at the very least, a life-saving charm.

It seems that the things he gave to Old Zhang were at least somewhat practical and innovative. If they could be applied in the future, it would be a small comfort to the doctors in the Rift Realm, right?

"Anything else? Anything else?"

After tossing the irrelevant things aside, Ji Jue rubbed his little hands, his eyes shining as he looked at Professor Ye.

The real point.

"..."

Professor Ye glanced at his impatient look, couldn't help but shake her head slightly, and sighed silently. When she was a student, she had never heard that a teacher's duties included being responsible for appraisals?

Back then, they didn't have so many messy things, and certainly nothing this demonic.

Every piece he brought back made her doubt whether modern alchemy was about to cease existing.

She reached out and tapped the table.

Instantly, a bone knife over forty centimeters long appeared from behind the workshop's heavy secret rituals and returned to Ji Jue's front.

On the blade, which was like glazed glass, fluorescent light flowed, dreamlike and illusory.

"... A work of heaven."

Ye Xian lowered her eyes and sighed softly, only feeling her fists getting itchier and itchier. She really wanted to find a workshop apprentice surnamed Ji and hammer him twice—how could this dog's luck be so good?

How the hell did you run into this?!

Or is it that staying in the workshop doing research is useless, and maybe she should go out for a walk one of these days?

But why would someone be lying at home, and for no reason, have a Rift Realm delivered to their door, complete with such good things?!

At this moment, she picked up the bone knife, staring at the flowing fluorescent light and the flawless, integrated posture. No matter how harsh she was, there was only one assessment in her heart—【Heaven-Made Creation】.

A genuine work of heaven.

From Ji Jue's description, she could already understand what had happened at the time.

Through a stroke of luck, many forces of "Supreme Good" and "Evil Ignorance" merged, based on the creation and interference of "Non-Aggression," and transformed within the Rift Realm...

The blessing of metamorphosis, the essence of the Abyss, the pollution of the White Hall, the witness of the Ember, and even the doctor's obsession and compassion, all merged into one. After experiencing the four stages of ascension, purification, extraction, and integration, it finally manifested in Ji Jue's hands.

The Rift Realm as a furnace, destiny as the craftsman.

With Ji Jue himself as the fuel, all the harsh conditions converged, dominating everything, and what was finally achieved was this bone knife.

Irreplaceable, unreproducible, and impossible to fathom its mysteries and essence through any other means.

Unique.

Throughout the process, the craftsman's existence wasn't even indispensable.

But the key lies in the fact that throughout the process, as the hub where Supreme Good, Evil Ignorance, blessings, and spiritual quality converged, the changes felt, the essence flowed, the experience gained, and the insights brought were enough to drive every craftsman crazy.

Every heaven-made work is enough to make a craftsman's skills and abilities advance by leaps and bounds, making them a different person than before.

What's outrageous is that the opportunity so many craftsmen dream of, yet can never find, is as common as cabbage in Ji Jue's hands!

Counting the previous "Little Niu Ma," this is already the second time!

And what is even more absurd is that Ye Xian even feels that such things will certainly not be rare in the future... May I ask if this is a bit too bizarre?

By comparison, even this bone knife seems normal.

"There are no drawbacks or side effects, use it with confidence. Only for you, it is completely harmless."

Professor Ye handed the bone knife over: "Except for you, it will not respond to anyone else's commands or calls, and it won't even accept spiritual quality."

This is the most regrettable point.

Otherwise, with the bone knife's quality and achievement, rating it as a "Heavenly Work" would be a sure thing, more than enough.

An apprentice without even a formal license completing a Heavenly Work by hand? Such a big joke, I wonder how many losers' faces could be slapped with it then.

In Ji Jue's hand, the bone knife, which had been separated for a short time, hummed affectionately, without any gaps or resistance. Amidst the flowing fluorescent light, the glazed blade became even more dreamlike and illusory, as if it were there and yet not.

Like a bubble.

The Abyss essence left by the demonic object originally belonged to a pure spiritual quality composition, and the doctor's obsession with metamorphosis was an even smaller, flickering, immortal thought. After the two combined, this bone knife had completely become an existence spanning matter and spirit.

Half-material, half-spiritual.

Therefore, it could simultaneously dismantle and destroy both matter and spirit, and at the same time, it carried a very strong restraining nature against all living bodies.

At the same time, when holding the knife, one would simultaneously master the knowledge, experience, and instincts left behind by many doctors through spiritual communication, transforming into a top-tier surgeon.

It is simply the natural enemy of all Vortex-system creations.

If enough spiritual quality were injected, even facing Old Zhang with his "Golden Body" fully activated, it might be able to open a hole. However, before that, Ji Jue might have already been completely drained.

If used for slaughter, it could be called a divine weapon!

Regrettably... the user is limited to Ji Jue, so it can't exert any destructive power at all.

At the same time, it can't kill people either.

Yes, that's right, this knife cannot kill people!

Not just people, it can't kill any living thing...

It will actively resist all lethal actions. Even if Ji Jue stabs this knife into someone's forehead and stirs it for a long time, the virtualized blade won't cause any harm.

Even if it pierces the soul, apart from the necessary operations, it won't leave any damage on the soul... This is completely a scalpel that can only be used to treat illnesses, save lives, strip away pollution, and perform emergency surgery!

"I've already tested it."

Professor Ye told him: "Its identification and judgment are very flexible. Don't count on finding loopholes or exploits. Honestly accept its shortcomings and use it as an auxiliary tool.

Although if you force it to be used, it might not resist, deliberately using it to cause harm might damage its essence and nature, which would be a loss that outweighs the gain."

Ji Jue heard this and was stunned for a long time.

"Anything else?"

He asked curiously, "What was the 'shortcoming' you just mentioned?"

Where are the shortcomings?

Why didn't I notice?

Aren't these all advantages?

Out and about, Apple laptop, really didn't play Black Myth, *sob*, want to play. ===== CHAPTER 177 =====