One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

"Erase a person's soul? This...how is that possible?!"

Zhuge Qing's hand, which was waving a fan, froze completely. He and Wang Ye exchanged a glance, and both saw the horror in each other's eyes.

"The alteration of the soul... and it happens simultaneously with the physical modification..."

Zhuge Qing swallowed hard, his voice filled with surprise: "This is definitely... the Blue Hand from Shuang Quan's hands!"

The most shocked, or even devastated, person was Ma Xianhong, who was pinned to the machine by Zhang Tianyi.

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible!"

Ma Xianhong shook his head frantically, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

But his face was ashen, and his voice grew weaker and weaker, carrying a hint of panic that he himself didn't realize:

"How could the core of the Body Cultivation Furnace have brainwashing capabilities?"

"The core of this is...it was given to me by her...she only said that it could make up for the defects in my formation and stabilize a person's soul..."

"She's my sister...she wouldn't lie to me..."

Looking at Ma Xianhong's distraught and disillusioned state, one can see the signs of his faith crumbling.

The coldness in Zhang Tianyi's eyes faded slightly, turning into a hint of mocking pity.

He loosened his grip on Ma Xianhong's collar.

Ma Xianhong lost his support, slid down the machine, and collapsed to the ground in despair.

"You're a pretty good blacksmith, Little Horse."

Zhang Tianyi clapped his hands and looked down at him:

"But you are completely ignorant of the wickedness of human nature. You've been sold out, and you're still here happily helping others count the money."

"You don't believe me? Fine."

Zhang Tianyi pointed to the main control console next to him, which had stopped operating but was still dimly lit.

"You created this yourself, so go and check out the underlying operating logic."

"Go and see what kind of shady things your dear sister has hidden in that core you're so proud of!"

Ma Xianhong trembled all over.

As if grasping at the last straw, he stumbled to his feet and rushed to the control panel.

His hands flew across the keyboard, bringing up the most basic array and energy flow records.

Lines of data scrolled rapidly across the screen.

The entire factory was so quiet that the only sound was the rapid clatter of keyboards.

at last.

Ma Xianhong's fingers, which were typing on the keyboard, stopped.

"Bah."

Ma Xianhong let his hands fall limply, staring blankly at the screen.

This has always been his guiding principle.

He believed it to be a divine tool that could save the world and make everyone like a dragon.

It turns out that from beginning to end, he was just someone else using his hands to create an assembly line for producing "perfect superhumans" who were absolutely obedient!

And he almost personally sent even Chen Duo, who believed in him, into the abyss.

His most trusted sister.

The sister who pulled him out of despair and provided him with all the resources...

"Why……"

Ma Xianhong covered his face and squatted down in pain.

Chapter 102 Obedient children are good kids, I'll lend you a Heavenly Tribulation to play with!

Inside the factory, all was silent.

Everyone looked at the cultivation furnace with surprise in their eyes.

Ma Xianhong clutched his head in anguish, digging his fingers deep into his usually meticulously combed hair.

He was like a puppet with its spine removed, slumped on the cold metal floor.

"It's fake...it's all fake..."

"I poured my heart and soul into this, thinking I could save the world... but in the end, I was just a laborer she used to build brainwashing machines?"

"Why...why did she lie to me? She's my most trusted family member..."

The collapse of faith is often more despairing than the destruction of the body.

This arrogant new leader of the Jie Sect is now completely burnt out.

The temporary workers stood on the perimeter, none of them speaking, only looking at Ma Xianhong on the ground with extremely complicated expressions.

There was sympathy, there was pity, but more than anything, there was a sense of lament.

In the world of supernatural beings, a veritable melting pot, those who are too naive and too stubborn are often the ones who get sold out but still help count the money.

"Ugh……"

A long, languid sigh rang out.

Zhang Tianyi slowly took a brand new lollipop out of his pocket, unwrapped it, and put it in his mouth.

He didn't act like a villain, mocking the losers, nor did he act like a righteous pillar, tearfully lecturing them.

He simply walked over to Ma Xianhong in his slippers, and then squatted down.

"Alright, Little Ma."

Zhang Tianyi gently patted Ma Xianhong's shoulder with the hand holding the candy stick, her tone as if she were comforting a primary school student who had just lost a toy:

"It's such a small matter, why are you crying and making a scene?"

"In this life, who hasn't stepped in dog poop a few times and encountered a few scumbags? Just consider it tuition."

Ma Xianhong slowly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot and filled with a broken and confused look.

"Real person... I don't understand... what is she after?"

"What's the point? I'm just glad you're a free and incredibly useful top-notch fitter."

Zhang Tianyi rolled her eyes, too lazy to discuss this melodramatic family drama with him.

"I'm not interested in what she's after right now; I'm only interested in her as a person."

Zhang Tianyi leaned closer, exuding a gentle yet irresistible allure:

“Come on, little horse, look into my eyes.”

"Now that you know the core of this furnace is a rip-off, there's no need for you to protect this so-called sister anymore, right?"

"Be a good boy and tell Master Dao..."

Zhang Tianyi's lips slowly parted to reveal an extremely kind and gentle smile:

"What's your dear older sister's name? Which mountain is she working for now?"

Ma Xianhong looked at the man in front of him.

The lingering obsession with "protecting his sister" in his mind instantly melted away under Zhang Tianyi's gaze, which seemed to see right through his soul.

Yes, she's already plotting against my soul, why should I protect her?

Her name is...

Ma Xianhong's dry throat bobbed up and down, his voice hoarse as if rubbing sandpaper:

"Qu Tong".

"The president of Yaoxing Society... Qu Tong."

"Qu Tong? Yaoxing Society?"

Zhuge Qing, who had been eavesdropping on the gossip, snapped his folding fan shut and his narrowed eyes snapped open:

"That Radiant Star Society, which claims to control the largest intelligence network in the world of supernatural beings and does charity work everywhere?!"

"This woman...she's been hiding her true intentions for far too long!"

"Who cares about any society or any Tong?"

Upon hearing this name, Zhang Tianyi was not surprised at all; instead, she laughed happily as if she had won the lottery.

"Hahahahaha!"

Zhang Tianyi stood up, reached out, and ruffled Ma Xianhong's messy head twice, as if petting his own golden retriever:

"Little Ma! That's right!"

"A good child is one who listens!"

Zhang Tianyi was in a great mood. While licking his lollipop, he reassured her in a grand and generous manner:

"Don't worry, I'm a very reasonable person."

"Now that I know who she is, I definitely have to go and have some tea with her."

"I just want to ask your dear sister for a small favor."

Zhang Tianyi stood with his hands on his hips, gazing at the factory ceiling.

His tone was extremely confident, even bordering on thuggish:

"We're all civilized people. I think, given my status and temperament, I should personally go to her door to invite her..."

"She's such a kind and kind company president, she absolutely, definitely, and surely wouldn't refuse me, right?"

"..."

The temporary workers present fell silent upon hearing this illogical and vulgar statement.