Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 937 Ma Xianhong's Original Fate
"Foolish, Old Ma, very foolish."

Seeing Ma Xianhong's hesitant expression, He Songling couldn't help but give him a whack on the back of the head, which earned him a furious glare from Ma Xianhong.

"What are you doing? You think you're stupid and you won't admit it?" He Songling laughed at his expression. "Think about what you've done."

"Of course I disagree!" Ma Xianhong retorted decisively, "I was being controlled before!"

“Hesitate.” He Songling glanced at him and then simulated a scenario for him. “I am Qu Tong. In the process of struggling, you have broken free of some of the control and established a connection with Zhang Chulan, your grandson. At the same time, the characteristics of the Body Refinement Furnace have gradually met Qu Tong’s needs. She no longer needs you.”

He Songling's words seemed to possess a kind of magic. Not only Ma Xianhong, but everyone present also began to be immersed in a scene, as if they were the audience watching, and the performers were Ma Xianhong and He Songling, who had become Qu Tong.

"Come on, the scene is now Qu Tong has revealed her true colors. She used your furnace to modify a person's physique. You clearly sense that something is wrong. This furnace cannot repair your memories. You urgently need to start over."

He Songling looked at Ma Xianhong in front of him. Even though Ma Xianhong knew that all of this was fake, he still couldn't help but look at the scene in front of him, at the huge body-cultivating furnace.

"It's not finished yet..."

Ma Xianhong has a strong craftsman's spirit. As soon as he saw the furnace in front of him, he knew it was not what he needed. He took two steps forward, touched it, and muttered to himself.

"Tear it down!"

At Ma Xianhong's command, eight or nine effigies appeared, intending to dismantle the furnace.

“Old Ma…” He Songling placed her hand on Ma Xianhong’s back. Because the scene was so realistic, and He Songling’s illusion was affecting his mind, Ma Xianhong instinctively called out, “Sister, you don’t need to…”

"bass!"

A flash of cold light blinded Ma Xianhong in both eyes.

"See, I told you, the furnace is finished."

Qu Tong looked down at Ma Xianhong, who was writhing and screaming in pain on the ground.

Although He Songling hadn't read the original novel in his previous life, he could easily predict what Qu Tong would do if things continued as they were.

It's like discarding a donkey after it has served its purpose.

The villains are like this: they use people when they need them and discard them when they don't. When they're using someone's research, everything is fine, and you're not allowed to disturb them in any way. Once the research is complete, they kill you immediately. If you don't have a capable friend who comes to your rescue in time, your fate will be just as miserable as others who die at the hands of these scoundrels.

There are many such examples in history, but the only lesson that mankind can learn from history is that mankind does not learn any lessons from history.

"what……"

Having regained his memories, Ma Xianhong did not doubt that Qu Tong would kill him. She had already killed his entire family many years ago. She spared him back then because of his talent for weapon refining and the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements. Would she really spare him now just because they had developed feelings for each other after more than ten years?
Ma Xianhong quickly tried to summon Ruhua to retaliate, but to his surprise, He Songling casually gestured, and all the Ruhua scattered on the ground. "Qu Tong already obtained your Divine Hundred Refinements research, and she even used your Body Cultivation Furnace to modify herself to have a talent for weapon refining. She was caught off guard, so dealing with these Ruhua is easy for her. I won't go through all that trouble, that's the gist of it."

Although Ma Xianhong was blind, the disappearance of the Qi mechanism and the sound of parts breaking apart in his ears made it easy for this craftsman to tell that his Ruhua puppets had been completely destroyed in an instant.

Old Ma is like this: when others can't grasp the core of the Divine Machine Hundred Refinements, he can even withstand the siege of five temporary workers and remain undefeated for a long time.

Although the temporary workers didn't use lethal force, that's all they did. During the melee, both Hei Guan'er and Xiao Zizai indicated that if Ma Xianhong didn't behave, they would have no choice but to kill him. This shows they held nothing back, resorting to any means necessary—excluding Feng Baobao, of course, but Feng Baobao also used abilities comparable to the other temporary workers.

This is something no strong person of the same age could do, let alone Wang Ye who had mispracticed Feng Hou Qi Men. Even if Wang Ye had mastered the complete Feng Hou Qi Men, he could only use the Seventy-Two Transformations to escape. Try standing still and facing an attack while fighting five temporary workers to a standstill. He wouldn't last more than fifteen minutes.

However, once the magical artifact stops working, Lao Ma will immediately become very weak, at most at the level of Zhang Lingyu from Longhu Mountain.

Whether it was because of his lowly destiny that he was easily subdued by Luan Jin Tuo and defeated by Wang Ye, or because Qu Tong cracked the core of the puppet in advance and made a targeted puppet, he collapsed instantly. He can be described as the Tony Stark of the Inhuman world, but it's a pity that he doesn't have the protagonist's destiny like Shi Da Ke.

Ma Xianhong pulled out his diamond-shaped magical artifact, intending to counterattack. However, his combat skills were weak, and he had been blinded beforehand. His movements were too exaggerated, and he was caught off guard. Before his artifact could even slide out of his sleeve, the cold blade had already pierced his heart.

"What a pity, Old Ma, is there any other way?"

He Songling spoke in Qu Tong's voice. The old woman, who was already a villain, added that punchable tone, and not only Ma Xianhong, but even the people who were pulled in to watch wanted to beat him up.

He Songling, of course, read the minds of the onlookers without any hesitation, and gave them a sly smile with Qu Tong's face:
"It's only natural that people want to beat me up. There have been plenty of people who have wanted to beat me up since a hundred years ago. Unfortunately, apart from being beaten by my master, Lao Zuo, during my growth period, I've always been the one beating others up, and Zhang Zhiwei is no exception. Of course, it's because I'm very strong, stronger than anyone else. If you don't believe me, you can try it yourself."

In an instant, everyone waved their hands and involuntarily took several steps back.

I'm fighting gods? Really?
Old Ma, you should take this beating.

Ma Xianhong thought for a long time, but he really had no other choice. He felt his strength fading and his body growing colder. His only option now was to find a way to get the message out.

So he painstakingly pulled out a ring, intending to activate the connection array on it.

"Kacha."

The result was, unsurprisingly, that it was easily crushed.

“As I said, Qu Tong knows you very well, so of course she would know that you still have a magical artifact to contact the outside world. I’m not sure if she can definitely stop you from sending the message, but in this situation, can you be sure?”

He Songling crouched down beside Ma Xianhong's ear and spoke to the dying Ma Xianhong, "So, what should we do now?"

Ma Xianhong suddenly felt that a piece of his back molar was protruding slightly, so he did not hesitate to use the last bit of strength to bite down.

(End of this chapter)