Gao Wu: You broke off the engagement at my 100th birthday banquet, do you dare take my punch?

Qin Changsheng didn't know when Xu Mo's experiment ended.

He stared at the body that was identical to his own, his expression strange.

"When did you clone it?"

He stayed here for three days.

This is his second time here.

Just three days.

Xu Mo quietly created his clone.

"It's been cloning from the very beginning."

"I asked for your blood before."

"When we rescued you, we obtained even more data."

Xu Mo spoke calmly, as if he were talking about something very ordinary.

"It turns out that cloning a divine bloodline requires more energy than I imagined."

"With the energy reserves of the human race and the Blood God race, only two divine-grade bloodline bodies can be created."

He used the simplest words to say the most unbelievable thing.

Qin Changsheng asked in surprise, "This isn't enough? A divine-grade bloodline has the potential to become the strongest."

Xu Mo shook his head.

"The body is the body, and the soul is the soul."

"We do not currently possess the technology to transfer a soul to another body."

"This is not among the abilities of all races."

The soul is too mysterious. Although all races have their own strengths, none of them have a race that deals with this aspect.

Xu Mo's words undoubtedly opened the door to a new world for Qin Changsheng.

"What about the legendary Elven race?"

"Aren't the Spirit Clan, who border our Thirteenth Province, said to be born with spiritual bodies?"

Qin Changsheng was puzzled.

Legend has it that the Spirit Race is born with awakened spiritual power.

They have a unique advantage in terms of mental strength.

The downside is that the growth of Qi and Blood is quite slow, and some Spirit Race members are born without Qi and Blood.

If someone gets punched at close range, you're guaranteed to die.

"The Spirit Race is simply born with some talent in mental power."

"I know almost nothing about the soul."

"I conducted experiments with the Eldar."

Xu Mo calmly recounted the terrifying events.

Qin Changsheng had some doubts; this guy might have a detailed understanding of all races.

That's why they're so obsessed with using divine bloodlines for experiments.

"Okay, I understand."

Qin Changsheng didn't ask any more questions.

"You can leave now."

"I've already forged your identity."

"I can help you leave the Blood God Clan."

"How you hide yourself after you return to the human realm is up to you."

Xu Mo is incredibly powerful and influential; the Blood God Clan seems to be at his beck and call.

Thank you.

Qin Changsheng said solemnly.

Regardless of what kind of person Xu Mo is.

The help they provided was genuine and tangible.

Although the journey to the Blood God Clan was somewhat fraught with difficulties.

But he did gain a lot.

"Your departure can't be kept secret for long."

"That woman will definitely come looking for you."

"Get ready."

Xu Mo shook his head and said nothing more.

Qin Changsheng's current predicament is also due to his own mistakes.

He underestimated Qin Changsheng's ability to cause trouble.

They also underestimated the Blood God Clan's sensitivity to divine bloodlines.

However, obtaining the Blood Pool is a good outcome.

After bidding farewell to Xu Mo, Qin Changsheng left the Blood God Palace with the identity arranged by Xu Mo.

On his way out, Qin Changsheng looked around at the bustling Blood God Clan imperial city.

Even though I had already heard that the capitals of all races were very prosperous.

The capital city of a top-tier race like the Blood God Clan is even more prosperous than that of the human race.

But seeing it with my own eyes was still awe-inspiring.

They were in the car arranged by Xu Mo.

Qin Changsheng successfully left the imperial city.

They arrived at the battlefield of all races in the Ninth Province.

"This is all I can take you. Goodbye."

The person who delivered Qin Changsheng was a puppet.

Xu Mo's application of puppetry is far more profound than Qin Changsheng's.

The puppet can be operated remotely.

This one skill alone is enough for Qin Changsheng to learn for a long time.

Qin Changsheng nodded, got out of the car, and walked into the battlefield of all races.

It's been a while since I last visited, and the battlefield of all races is still the same.

The Blood God Clan is almost nowhere to be seen; there are many other races.

There were also quite a few human warriors.

The moment he stepped into the battlefield of all races, he changed his aura.

They are neither human nor blood god.

This will also help avoid misunderstandings.

Returning to the Ninth Province, Qin Changsheng kept a low profile and did not inform anyone before traveling by car to the Third Province.

At the same time, he also changed his identity and his name.

Qin Wushuang.

Those who truly know him can still recognize him at a glance.

But Qin Changsheng really didn't know anyone in the third province.

Qin Changsheng has completely disappeared.

……

Several months passed quietly.

Qin Changsheng left the battlefield of the myriad races, accompanied by an army.

"Brother Qin, you're amazing! You actually killed a sixth-rank giant god with a single punch!"

A young soldier followed Qin Wushuang, his eyes shining.

The captain's appearance was exactly what he had always dreamed of becoming.

Not a grandmaster, but better than a grandmaster.

In the battlefield of ten thousand races in the third province, the name Qin Wushuang gradually gained immense fame.

All races have heard that there is a human prodigy who achieved great things late in life, and whose sixth rank is comparable to a seventh rank.

"Haha, don't say that. Killing a sixth-rank official was nothing. You're making me feel embarrassed."

Qin Changsheng laughed heartily, appearing cheerful and easy to talk to.

"Thanks to you, this is your reward as agreed before."

"I have already reported your military achievements."

The officer leading the group looked at Qin Changsheng with admiration.

There are quite a few geniuses who can fight against seventh-rank opponents when they are sixth-rank.

Wuhan University alone has many.

However, those greenhorn recruits were clearly different from the veteran in front of him.

Qin Changsheng also said that he did not come from the First Martial Arts University.

This ruthless and concise fighting style was simple and effective; he even considered recommending Qin Changsheng to be an instructor in the army.

"Don't mention it, we're all compatriots, let's help each other."

Qin Changsheng accepted the payment.

"I'm going back to turn in my mission now. Let's have a drink sometime."

He waved goodbye to the army.

After he left, the officer watched his retreating figure, sighed, and shook his head.

"Captain, what's wrong?"

"Mission accomplished successfully, why are you sighing?"

His vice-captain asked with a smile.

With the assistance of Qin Changsheng, a sixth-rank official, this annihilation mission was completed perfectly.

No one in the squad was injured or killed.

No one expected that the sixth-rank martial artist who received the mission would be so strong.

"I was thinking about the Ninth Province. I heard that a veteran with a divine bloodline appeared there a few months ago."

"If that guy were still alive, he would be even more dazzling than him."

The vice-captain was taken aback, then nodded subconsciously.

"That's true. I've heard that too. That guy was hunted down by a Grandmaster when he was only a fourth-rank cultivator."

"If he were still alive, he'd probably be a sixth-rank official by now, right?"

Although Qin Changsheng wasn't very famous, many people had still heard of him.

After all, the reputation of a divine bloodline is too great.

However, as Qin Changsheng himself disappeared, these discussions gradually subsided.