As spiritual energy revived, I, having acquired certain attributes, gradually ascended to immortalit

Chapter 127 Flesh and Bone Flower

Back at the base, it was already midnight. The research department had received most of the corpses and started analyzing them overnight, but they left behind a seventh-rank corpse.

In the chilly cubicle, Shen Qing and Chen Chen stood there, staring at the desiccated corpse before them.

"So, what does this mean?"

Shen Qing pointed to the corpse, feigning ignorance.

It was obvious that this was specially reserved for Chen Chen by the logistics department, and the way the other party seemed to know him suggested that it wasn't a one-time thing.

It's most likely related to his abilities.

Looking at Shen Qing, Chen Chen's face was conflicted for a moment, and finally he sighed as if he had resigned himself to his fate.

Knowing he could no longer hide, a seed appeared out of thin air in his hand. It was the size of a soybean, dark in color, as if it had been soaked in blood, and he threw it onto the corpse.

The moment the seed lands, it takes root in the flesh and blood.

"This is?"

"Don't rush."

The two stared at each other blankly for two hours. Suddenly, Shen Qing's eyes widened as flowers and fruits appeared on the corpse's flesh.

The already withered corpse was completely transformed into a hand-shaped corpse, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.

Chen Chen stepped forward and, under Shen Qing's puzzled gaze, plucked the black fruit from the white flower.

Finally, he glanced at Shen Qing one last time, as if giving up on himself, then bit down hard and devoured her.

"You absolutely have to know."

He wiped the red juice that had spilled from the corner of his mouth and said quietly, "This ability is really disgusting. It took me a long time to accept it."

The room was silent for a few seconds.

Shen Qing looked at him without saying anything, waiting for Chen Chen to explain the situation himself.

Chen Chen didn't care what Shen Qing would think of him anymore, so he decided to go all out and tell her everything. His ability was called Flesh and Bone Flower.

To generate a seed from one's own flesh and blood.

Then, when planted on a corpse, the resulting fruit, once eaten, will temporarily grant the user the abilities of that person, whether they are a demon or a supernatural being.

Even after the effect wears off, there is a chance that some of the opponent's abilities will be retained.

Shen Qing raised an eyebrow. "Seems pretty impressive."

This sounds like a weaker version of his entry, although it does test one's mental fortitude to some extent.

They watched the seeds bloom and bear fruit on the corpse, and then ate them themselves.

"Not bad, that's pretty strong."

Shen Qing comforted him, finally understanding why Chen Chen had been unwilling to talk about it, but he didn't take it too seriously.

On the contrary, this ability might prove incredibly useful in the future when demons run rampant.

"But what's that little gourd on your waist?"

Shen Qing then looked at the purple gourd at Chen Chen's waist, feeling that it was also related to this ability.

Chen Chen paused for a moment, and seeing that Shen Qing's expression was indeed normal, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and took the gourd off his waist.

Then place it on the body.

The withered corpse gradually dissipated, turning into a dark mist that was absorbed into it.

Chen Chen hesitated again, and after a while explained, "Corpse water can accelerate the flowering and fruiting process, increasing the probability. It's a semi-finished natal magic weapon."

Shen Qing's eyelids twitched.

He raised his hand and patted Chen Chen's shoulder. This combination of ability and magic weapon was indeed a bit hard to accept, no wonder the other party had been unwilling to say it.

"It's alright, others would love to have a natal magic weapon but don't."

Shen Qing changed the subject, saying, "By the way, didn't you just eat a fruit? You might as well try out your new ability."

Chen Chen's face darkened. "Could you please not mention the word 'fruit'?"

After confirming that Shen Qing had no reaction, he didn't care anymore. He closed his eyes and felt the unfamiliar power in his body for a moment, then frowned slightly.

"This Japanese man's ability seems to be a curse, and the power of the fruit comes from flesh and soul."

However, the opponent seemed incomplete in both flesh and soul, resulting in some deficiencies in what should have been a complete temporary ability.

As he spoke, Chen Chen looked up and asked, "And who am I supposed to experiment on?"

"Or, me?"

Shen Qing raised an eyebrow, thinking of the new term she had just acquired. "However, you'd better control your power, or you'll regret it."

Seeing that Shen Qing wasn't joking, Chen Chen did as he wished—the most basic curse: pinning a voodoo doll on someone.

We'll just wait until everything is ready before starting.

Shen Qing was fine, but Chen Chen started hissing and groaning, constantly shaking his right hand, "Wait, why does it feel like I'm being pricked by needles?!"

Shen Qing just smiled and didn't say anything.

The next day, the fourth round of competition began, and the events involving the Japanese yesterday had no impact on the selection process.

Although as the rounds progressed, the number of people inside the stadium decreased significantly, and most could only watch from outside.

"Binhai Branch, Shen Qing."

"Qianzhong Branch, Huo Xiu."

The two young people, Shen Qing and Huo Xiu, finally faced off. The moment their names were called, the idle chatter outside the arena instantly stopped.

The deputy directors present knew that the two were excellent and would surely achieve good results, but they did not expect that these two newcomers would make it to the fourth round.

Huo Xiu even defeated Wang Beishan, who was among the top three in the competition.

Although Shen Qing did not have the same record, it was still outrageous for an eighth-rank player to defeat a mid-stage seventh-rank player.

Everyone is waiting for this match to see who is the strongest among the newcomers and the younger generation.

"I've said it before, I'm the only one who will win."

Huo Xiu stood in the center of the field, speaking with a strong local accent. He knew that his methods had been noticed, so he no longer concealed them.

"clang!"

As the bell rang, he immediately sent out a blue magic talisman to test the waters.

A pale golden streak flashed across the air.

However, Shen Qing simply moved slightly to the side and narrowly dodged the attack, with Yan Yufei and Jue Rufeng working together.

His dodging ability is now beyond the reach of ordinary people. No matter how strong his skills are, it's all nonsense if he can't hit you.

Huo Xiu frowned, realizing the problem, and charged forward with his longsword in hand.

Shen Qing was naturally not afraid of a head-on confrontation.

"Clang! Clang clang!!"

As the sword slashed down, a crisp metallic clang rang out, yet the longsword in Huo Xiu's hand did not snap.

Although he was immediately forced back several steps due to the difference in strength.

However, Shen Qing did not press his advantage. He frowned slightly, and with his powerful spiritual sense, he sensed something was wrong the moment they started fighting.

When his sword clashed with the opponent's, he seemed to feel something marking him.

Sure enough, after only a few moves, Huo Xiu unleashed his Broken Mark once again.

But this attack seemed to be locked on, impossible to dodge. Shen Qing realized that this was due to the marks.

Unless his soul becomes stronger enough to erase it.

Shen Qing instinctively raised his hand to block, and the [Mysterious Armor] glowed faintly, providing some defensive protection.

But the next moment, he lost feeling in his legs and stumbled and fell to the ground.

Although he could clearly feel that he would recover in just a few breaths at the fastest.

However, in front of a seventh-rank supernatural being, an eighth-rank being without the protection of Yuan Power and unable to dodge, would only face certain death.

Huo Xiu seized the opportunity and immediately produced two purple talismans, this time targeting the wrist.

Completely interrupting Shen Qing's ability to retaliate, a sword aura of Yuan energy was then unleashed.

"It's almost over—"

"We shouldn't have clashed head-on—alas, an eighth-rank cultivator doesn't have any Yuan energy, so there's no way to wear them down from a distance. It's a natural difference."

People outside the stadium were already sighing.

Just when everyone thought Shen Qing had run out of tricks and had no choice but to admit defeat.

"clang!"

A crisp metallic clang rang out, and two illusory arms materialized from Shen Qing's shoulder blades, blocking Huo Xiu's attack.