Chapter 15: The Blade-Washing Society

Extracting the foreign gene, adding a drop of blood from the center of the brow, adding the medium gene, isolating the unnecessary factors, increasing compatibility, enhancing phase-shifting properties...

Ding Huan was almost completely immersed in the creation of the wood-element gene spiritual root.

He was certain that even in his previous life, he had never possessed this level of gene-crafting ability.

Three hours later, the first attempt at creating the spiritual root gene failed.

Five hours later, the second attempt failed.

Ten hours later, the third attempt failed.

He didn't know how much time had passed, nor how much of his own blood he had shed.

Regardless, whenever Ding Huan grew tired, he would simply sleep in the laboratory, then wake up, eat something, and continue crafting the gene.

With each failure and each restart, the genetic knowledge in Ding Huan's mind gradually became more fluid.

He could even feel that crafting the spiritual root gene was becoming simpler, the previous clumsiness gone.

On the fourth day, Ding Huan carefully removed a test tube from the instrument.

Looking at the pale green liquid inside the tube in his hand, Ding Huan was incredibly excited; this time, he had finally succeeded.

As for the gene serum he had crafted himself, he had a feeling that its purity would not be low this time.

He had never crafted a top-grade gene serum before, but this wood-element gene spiritual root serum was very likely top-grade.

Despite being hungry to the point of extremity, Ding Huan had no desire to eat; he only stared at the serum in his hand.

After several days of effort, he was certain there were no issues with the gene-crafting process.

If it didn't work, then it meant the Blood of Reincarnation could not be replaced by blood from his own brow.

Wait, Blood of Reincarnation?

Could it be the blood of a reborn person? Since he had been reborn, he could be considered to have undergone a reincarnation, right?

Ding Huan froze at this thought; if his guess was correct, then he had hit the mark—he was a reincarnator.

Taking a deep breath, Ding Huan drank the wood-element gene spiritual root serum in one gulp.

Logically, he should have bathed and changed, ensuring he was in a stable state before fusing with the gene serum.

However, he had no time left, and he didn't even dare to leave this laboratory.

Because a feeling of extreme danger always lingered, making him afraid to appear in anyone else's sight again.

After drinking the gene serum, only a few seconds passed before Ding Huan felt his heart suddenly ignited.

A terrifying flame seemed to explode from his chest instantly, then rushed to every part of his body.

Ding Huan let out a miserable cry and collapsed to the floor.

In his daze, he felt as if a flame had rushed to the top of his head, and in his senses, it would completely incinerate him in the next moment.

Ding Huan could be certain that, let alone on Earth, even on the Changyi Continent, no one had likely fused with as many genes as he had.

Because he had once been a gene test subject, an affinity body for foreign genes.

As a gene test subject with foreign gene affinity, he had to try every gene, whether good or bad.

Having fused with so many genes, Ding Huan had never encountered such a terrifying gene fusion process.

Was this a good thing or a bad thing?

One had to know that this was a highly pure gene serum; if it hadn't been pure, would he have died on the spot?

Ding Huan struggled to maintain his willpower, trying not to pass out, but the terrible pain was simply too agonizing.

At this moment, Ding Huan would rather be burned by real fire than endure this feeling of being incinerated from within.

When Ding Huan woke up again, it was already the middle of the night. He opened his eyes and felt as if his whole body had been scraped by knives, covered in bloodstains.

Other than that, he didn't seem to have changed much.

Had he succeeded or not?

Right, the Luo Shi Scripture; he would know once he circulated the Luo Shi Scripture.

As the first cycle of the Luo Shi Scripture began, when that faint trace of energy did not dissipate as quickly as usual, Ding Huan's eyes turned red.

A wisp of energy lingered in his dantian, and he could even feel his strength had increased slightly. As hunger set in, Ding Huan couldn't help but let out a low growl.

He had succeeded; he possessed a wood-element gene spiritual root. He was indeed a reincarnator, and the Blood of Reincarnation was his own blood.

As long as he had more time to step into the ranks of gene cultivators, it meant he would have the ability to protect himself.

Confirming that he had generated a gene spiritual root, Ding Huan tried his best to calm down.

Yet, the excitement and thrill made it truly difficult for him to be calm.

Without having experienced being hunted and treated like a dog, it was hard to understand Ding Huan's mood at this moment.

After a full ten minutes, he let out a long sigh, then grabbed the last pack of instant noodles from his bag and quickly finished it with mineral water.

After eating, Ding Huan simply cleaned up the surroundings and immediately began gene cultivation.

He was worried that someone might come here and force him to leave; without a gene spiritual root, he would be helpless if someone ambushed him.

Now that he had finally obtained a gene spiritual root, even if there were only a few hours until dawn, he would not let them go to waste.

The Luo Shi Scripture was on an entirely different level compared to the gene meditation he had practiced before.

After only three cycles, Ding Huan was completely immersed.

"Bang! Bang!" A series of knocks on the door startled Ding Huan, who was still cultivating. He opened his eyes and realized it was already noon, and the hunger returned.

Ding Huan looked vigilantly at the laboratory door and immediately jumped up; he knew someone wanted to deal with him.

What was going on? With just a light push, Ding Huan felt as if he were about to crash through the ceiling.

A sense of power surged, and his body seemed to have become lighter; how could Ding Huan not understand what had happened?

Sure enough, it was different after having a gene spiritual root; he had only practiced the Luo Shi Scripture for half a day, and his strength seemed to have more than doubled.

Perhaps in another month, he could become a Level 1 Gene Cultivator.

One had to know that in his previous life, he had constantly studied genetic knowledge and then crazily fused various ability genes.

In the end, he had only fused six types of genes, and in two hundred years, he had only become a Level 4 Gene Cultivator.

He was able to live for over two hundred years not because he had reached a certain level of strength that increased his lifespan.

It was because he had spent his life's savings to purchase a high-level longevity gene serum on the Changyi Continent.

In the two hundred years since leaving Earth, he had only done three things.

First, he worked hard to increase his lifespan by two hundred years; second, he purchased the No. 5 Planet that accompanied him for the rest of his life; third, he crazily studied various genetic knowledge and fused six types of genes.

Thinking back now, even if he hadn't been hunted by the exclusive forces, what he had done seemed to be in vain; at best, he could only live for another twenty or thirty years.

The door was knocked on again. Ding Huan grabbed a folding shovel from his bag, carefully walked behind the door, gently turned the handle, and pulled hard.

A man wearing a laboratory uniform with a scruffy beard stumbled in; Ding Huan's pull almost made him fall.

"Teacher Geng..." Ding Huan looked in surprise at Geng Qianxing, who had almost fallen, and then remembered the folding shovel in his hand, quickly stuffing it into his bag.

"Success, my endurance gene succeeded." Geng Qianxing's voice was trembling with excitement.

"You fused with the endurance gene?" Ding Huan wasn't particularly excited, just looking at Geng Qianxing in surprise.

He knew Geng Qianxing's endurance gene would definitely succeed, but he hadn't expected this guy to be so impatient and fuse with it himself first.

Geng Qianxing nodded vigorously, "Yes, I have already fused with the endurance gene. I am certain that my endurance gene is the top-tier gene serum on Earth right now.

Thank you, thank you for telling me about the PT short-chain gene; without your guidance, I would never have succeeded."

At this moment, it would be no exaggeration to say that Geng Qianxing's admiration for Ding Huan was like a surging river.

Ding Huan sighed; according to the genetic knowledge he had acquired, fusing with other genes before fusing with a spiritual root gene meant there was basically no hope of fusing with a spiritual root gene.

If he couldn't do it, no one else on Earth could.

At least, he didn't have the ability right now. Or perhaps the guy who wrote the Luo Shi Scripture might have come up with a way.

"Right, I still don't know your name. Are you a new teacher at the school?"

After Geng Qianxing shared his joy, he finally calmed down a lot.

"My name is Ding Huan, I'm a new teacher at the school. Do you believe what I said now?" Ding Huan patted Geng Qianxing on the shoulder and chuckled.

"Believe, I absolutely believe."

Geng Qianxing's eyes shone; his favorite work was researching gene serums that could fuse with the human body, and Ding Huan's ability made him admire him wholeheartedly.

"Teacher Geng, Teacher Geng..." calls came from outside.

Because the door to the laboratory where Ding Huan was located was wide open, a middle-aged man soon appeared at the door.

This middle-aged man's gaze fell on Ding Huan and Geng Qianxing, his mouth half-open, unable to say a word for a long time.

These two people were more disheveled than the other; was this really the gene laboratory of his Yujiang University?

"Principal Tan, why are you here?" Geng Qianxing obviously recognized this middle-aged man and quickly called out.

Ding Huan thought to himself, so this guy was Tan Bei, the principal of Yujiang University.

This Yujiang University, from top to bottom, seemed a bit unreliable.

"What is going on with you two?" Tan Bei recovered.

"I..." Geng Qianxing immediately wanted to tell Tan Bei that he had researched the endurance gene serum.

But then he remembered what Ding Huan had said to him earlier and immediately stopped.

Tan Bei didn't think much of it, just saying, "Teacher Geng, the genius assessment for the ten major academies of the Blue Star is about to begin. Our school has twenty spots to participate; can you lead the team?"

Tan Bei was also at his wit's end; currently, besides this Geng Qianxing, there was no one else left at Yujiang University who still had some ability.

Actually, he also knew that saying Teacher Geng was leading the team, the meaning was really just to lead the team.

Ordinary team-leading teachers would also provide pre-assessment ability training for the students participating in the assessment.

Currently, most candidates were just using Yujiang University's identity to participate in the assessment; no one would really need training from a Yujiang University teacher.

"Ah..." Geng Qianxing looked blankly at Tan Bei, and only after a while did he say, "Principal Tan, even if our school goes, it's meaningless."

Tan Bei waved his hand, "What if? I'm saying what if our school gets one person admitted, then our Yujiang University still has a future.

I'm leaving first, you prepare; the assessment is in three months. Besides the few students from our own school, most are affiliated from outside."

Seeing Tan Bei come in a rush and turn around to leave in a rush, Geng Qianxing's excitement just now cooled down.

Letting him lead the team to participate in the assessment of the ten major academies of the Blue Star was not only a waste of his time but also a waste of his energy.

"Teacher Geng, I think it's possible. After I finish my work, I'll come to help you."

Ding Huan said; he had to ensure his own safety first, and then help Yujiang University.

From the bottom of his heart, Ding Huan did not want Yujiang University to collapse; this was related to his cultivation path.

If Yujiang University collapsed, he wouldn't even have a laboratory to work on gene serums in the future.

Yujiang University's gene laboratory had cost at least several billion; where would he get so much money to set up a laboratory himself?

Even if he could create a top-tier gene serum, would he dare to sell it?

As for going out to rent a laboratory, where would it be as safe as here? And the equipment couldn't possibly be as good as this.

Geng Qianxing had no doubt at all when Ding Huan said he would help him.

The man hadn't even looked at the details, just glanced at his laboratory table from afar, and then with a simple sentence, solved the problem that had troubled him for months.

With this ability, Geng Qianxing was certain that even his mentor was far inferior.

He believed that there were geniuses in this world because he was a genius himself. And Ding Huan was a genius even more genius than him.

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