I manage female characters in all the heavens.

Regarding the old dean's previous teasing of him, Song Yi decided not to retaliate; he was a man who clearly distinguished between gratitude and resentment.

The pool has a volume of about 8 cubic meters. The old dean said that the water must be filled to the brim, and the liquid must be completely diluted before being put into the water, otherwise it would be unsafe.

A mere 100 milliliters of spiritual liquid requires eight tons of water to dilute before it can be used safely, which gives you an idea of ​​how terrifying the original spiritual liquid is.

Once the pool was full, Song Yi poured in a bottle of spiritual liquid and activated the pool's built-in magnetic stirring mechanism to thoroughly mix it. A pool of translucent, red liquid emitting a faint glow appeared before Song Yi.

Song Yi took a bottle of spirit liquid concentrate and compared it with the color of the pool water, and found that the color depth was basically the same.

"The medicine seems to be quite effective..." Song Yi murmured.

Pfft!

The sound of diving could be heard. Based on the volume and direction of the sound, Song Yi guessed that Qing Fang couldn't wait to jump into the water.

He really should be in a hurry to save a life.

Another splash came from the water; this time it was the old dean.

Chen Weiwu and Su Xiaoqian then entered the water one after another.

After waiting for a while and confirming that everyone was alright, Song Yi finally felt relieved, took off his clothes, and entered the water to begin the baptism.

As soon as he entered, he felt the heat of the pool water. It wasn't the actual temperature, but rather an illusion of energy rapidly flowing into his body through his skin.

The term "scalding" refers to the sensation of heat being violently conducted from a hot object to the human body, causing damage.

Although the Ascension Elixir is not a high-temperature object, it is high-energy and can also transfer energy to the human body at high speed, thus producing a sensation similar to being burned.

However, this kind of heat will not harm the human body; on the contrary, it has great benefits.

Song Yi couldn't help but recall the process of using the Fulong Bone-Sculpting Soup several times before. The use of the Ascension Spirit Liquid was indeed somewhat similar to a medicinal bath, except that it did not have the intense pain caused by the medicine damaging the body and then rapidly repairing it.

The pain brought by the baptism of the Ascension Elixir is mainly concentrated on the swelling pain caused by the rapid entry of energy into the body. It seems that every cell in the body is being filled, expanded, and stretched tightly as if it is about to burst at any time.

But at the same time, an extreme sense of comfort constantly arises from deep within the cells, sweeping across the entire body.

Amidst the interplay of pain and pleasure, his cells seemed to undergo a strange transformation.

Cell membranes, cytoplasm, and even various organelles undergo minute structural adjustments to make the cell as a whole more resilient and healthier.

With his spiritual sense, he shouldn't have been able to perceive such subtle changes, but under the influence of the spiritual liquid, he seemed to feel the process, though he wasn't sure if it was an illusion.

The malevolent energy within the spiritual liquid surged into Song Yi's mind, assaulting his spirit. Layer upon layer of illusions followed, attempting to shake Song Yi's will.

But Song Yi just smiled coldly, instantly seeing through hundreds of illusions. He launched a powerful attack on the level of consciousness, hammering the evil aura until it howled and quickly lost its ferocity, obediently merging into Song Yi and obediently strengthening his spirit.

But once inside, they discovered that it was like a towering Mount Tai, and the sand and gravel on it couldn't strengthen Song Yi's father in the slightest.

Ugh, I'm such a loser!

Overwhelmed with shame and remorse, he could no longer rise again.

As the ascension energy penetrated deeper, the strange power that had been hidden deep within Song Yi's bloodline spontaneously surged forth, vast and turbulent, like a pack of hungry wolves, instantly tearing apart and devouring the ascension energy.

He was passively put into a state of five times acceleration, and his absorption of energy also accelerated suddenly, changing from passive absorption to active absorption.

Compared to the previous passive absorption, the active absorption speed is much faster, which should have caused greater danger, but in fact it has not.

The power of the bloodline surged and roared, absorbing the ascending energy in large gulps, and then infusing it into every cell of the body in a gentler and more natural way, which was much safer and greatly relieved the cellular swelling and pain.

"No wonder people with the bloodline of ascendants are more likely to ascend successfully. This is truly the blessing of our ancestors." Song Yi was busy dissecting the illusion at high speed and playing with the evil energy, but he still couldn't help but sigh.

Chapter 100 Ascended One, the battle is exhilarating, you're practically a terrorist!

The water in the pool had returned to its colorless and transparent state, without any glimmer of light, indicating that the spiritual liquid had been completely absorbed.

With five times the acceleration and the active absorption of bloodline power, he completed the baptism in a very short time and successfully became an ascendant.

puff!

He leaped out of the pool, standing firmly like a mountain, the scattered water droplets sliding off his vibrant and explosive body, splashing countless tiny sparks on the ground.

Song Yi closed his eyes to sense the changes in himself, slowly stretched his body, and assumed a boxing stance.

His body was filled with vitality far exceeding what he had ever had before, and all the hidden injuries he had accumulated from the harsh assassin training were completely healed overnight.

The tendons, bones, and skin were strong and transparent, clear and bright in his perception, as if they were glowing, which gave him a higher level of control over his body.

Unparalleled power emanated from every cell in his body, condensing into a single force under the control of his fist stance, flowing and surging through his limbs and bones, as if a giant dragon were galloping within him.

He unleashed the power of bullet time, his blood roaring as he released his power, which simultaneously affected his brain, body, and even his spirit and soul, accelerating everything about him five times faster.

In accelerated state, he moved, executing a set of fist techniques with fluid grace. He did not use any true energy, yet his fist shadows were still dazzling and impossible to see with the naked eye.

Within this small space, he executed a set of powerful and unrestrained punches without any hesitation, and no matter how vigorous the movements were, he did not touch anything in the baptismal chamber.

After finishing his last move, Song Yi paused slightly, then channeled the power he had gathered to its limit into his fist and slammed it into the door of the baptismal chamber.

The blast door, nearly 20 centimeters thick, was twisted and deformed by the terrifying force, then flew out and crashed heavily into the opposite wall!

A violent roar echoed throughout the 66.5th floor, as if a bomb had exploded in the building, causing the entire floor to shake instantly.

Inside the baptismal chamber, Song Yi canceled the five-times acceleration, slowly retracted his punching stance, and calmed his slightly agitated and numb limbs.

After comparing the benefits he received after becoming an ascendant, Song Yiwei concluded that he had gained a general understanding of the advantages.

Firstly, regarding lifespan, if he takes good care of his health in the future and avoids engaging in overly intense and physically damaging battles, then with his current vibrant body, living to 150 years old would be no problem at all.

Secondly, in terms of physical fitness, it has improved more than twice as much as before. With a single swing of the arm, it can generate five or six hundred kilograms of force. If combined with the power generation technique, it is easy to deliver a punch with the force of several tons.

At the same time, the improvement in physical fitness also brought about a comprehensive enhancement in endurance, recovery, defense, and immunity, which basically made him transcend the realm of humanity.

If Captain America truly existed, he would undoubtedly have met Captain America's physical standards.

Furthermore, there has been a significant improvement in bloodline abilities.

Although the peak amplification factor remains unchanged at five times the speed, since this is the power passed down from the ancestors who ascended to immortality, even if descendants become ascendants, they cannot enhance the abilities that are already at the ascendant level.

However, due to the comprehensive improvement in his physical fitness and the energy replenishment from the Ascension Power, the pressure on him to use five times the speed was greatly reduced.

When he first awakened, he couldn't even maintain the peak speed of five times for a fraction of a second. After years of training, he could maintain it for about two seconds, but then he couldn't improve any further, as if he had reached his limit and could not improve any more. Now he has improved it to about five seconds.

After a period of rest and recovery, you will have another five seconds.

Using bullet time puts enormous stress on the body and mind. Previously, if he used five times the speed for more than two seconds, it was only a minor matter that his blood vessels would burst.

If one's mental state cannot support the movement, leading to loss of control, it's not impossible that during high-speed movement at five times the acceleration, the body's coordination will fail, and one could easily tear oneself into several pieces.

However, now that he has become an Ascended Being, his mind and body seem to be forcibly integrated. Even if he briefly loses mental control during acceleration, all parts of his body will cooperate perfectly under the drive of instinct, so as not to tear himself apart.

This greatly improves the safety of using bullet time, making this ability no longer a very dangerous trick that can only be used to turn the tide or show off in critical moments, but a safe everyday skill that can be used whenever you want.

Finally, it seems that he awakened another bloodline ability after the bullet time.

He didn't know whether this was a skill passed down from his ancestors or an ability he awakened after becoming an Ascended Being. In fact, it didn't make much difference, since his ancestors were Ascended Beings and so was he now.

Based on the manifestation of this ability, Song Yi found the name of this ability from the introductions of the three kind seniors before him—arc trajectory.

Both "bullet time" and "curved trajectory" were names he had seen in a movie. He didn't know if the movie was based on fact or if reality was drawing inspiration from the movie.

Curved trajectory is a capability even closer to fantasy than bullet time, allowing a self-launched, hand-launched weapon of no more than a certain mass to change direction in mid-air.

Because the quality requirements are very low, high-speed, small, but extremely lethal bullets are the most suitable weapons for this capability.

If the weight limit is higher, say around 100 or 200 grams, then the throwing knife can bend.

If it were a little taller, reaching several kilograms, then sword control would no longer be a dream.

Because bullets travel at such high speeds, it is difficult for a person to control a high-speed bullet under normal conditions. Therefore, an arc trajectory must be combined with bullet time to be used properly.

For this reason, the limitation of bullet time also becomes a limitation of the arc trajectory, preventing it from being used arbitrarily and limiting its application to certain critical attacks.

However, if one day it becomes possible to react to the speed of a bullet without accelerating, then bullet time will no longer be a necessity for an arc-shaped trajectory.

Now, Song Yi is close to being able to react to bullets without accelerating, and it's estimated that it won't be long before he can make every bullet he fires curve.

Just as he was immersed in his progress, Song Yi suddenly caught a faint sound of hurried footsteps with his keen senses.

The footsteps were heavy and rhythmic, and there were no fewer than a hundred people. Song Yi guessed that it was a team of special police officers who had sealed off the Weiwu Building.

He dressed and came out, glancing at the baptismal chamber where Qingfang was. There was no sign of any human life inside, and the heartbeat that could be heard at first had long since disappeared.

Song Yi forcibly tore off the blast door, looked at the clear pool water inside, and saw that Qing Fang and his clothes had disappeared without a trace, and remained silent.

This is certainly not because Qingfang's baptism failed and the liquid dissolved. If that were the case, his clothes would still be there, and the pool water was clear with no sign of any spiritual liquid. How could Qingfang have completed the baptism even faster than him?

Qingfang didn't undergo baptism at all!

Song Yi shook his head: "I thought you were an honest and loyal person, but I didn't expect you to be the most cunning one."

The old abbot was still in the baptismal chamber. Song Yi could easily hear the sounds coming from inside: heartbeats, the sound of water ripples, and the grinding of teeth as someone endured the pain of baptism.

There was also movement in Chen Weiwu and Su Xiaoqian's baptismal chambers, proving that they were both being baptized.

Only Qingfang, who was supposed to be the first to undergo baptism, was missing.

During the baptism, even Song Yi was unable to maintain his senses of the outside world. He devoted almost all his energy to the baptism, retaining only a slight warning of danger. As a result, he did not even know when Qing Fang ran away.

Hearing the footsteps of the special police downstairs, Song Yi immediately guessed that Qing Fang's previous loyalty and sincerity were all an act, done in order to save his life and escape from him.

He even managed to deceive his old friends of several decades, escaping alone. Now that he's dispatching troops, he's probably planning to double-cross them.

Song Yi sighed, "He's a remarkable person, but unfortunately he was a step too late. I didn't expect to be able to complete the baptism so quickly."

If the special police had stormed in during the baptism, the old dean, Chen Weiwu, and Su Xiaoqian would have been completely unable to resist; they wouldn't even have woken up.

Even for Song Yi, it's hard to say whether he could instantly shake off the effects of the baptism and unleash his full power to kill, as he would be unable to withstand the dense crossfire.

That would mean Qingfang would truly win.

Fortunately, Song Yi completed his baptism well in advance, and nothing is set in stone yet.

He kicked open the old abbot's baptismal chamber, pulled the old abbot out of the pool before the baptism was even 20% complete, and threw him onto the shore.

Then, he slapped the old dean on the back, pouring in his powerful Mingyu True Qi to forcefully expel the excess ascension energy from his body and bring him back to his senses.

"Cough cough, Wh-what's wrong?" The old dean coughed twice, wondering what had happened. Had he successfully ascended? Why did it seem different from what was recorded in the documents?

Song Yi didn't have time for pleasantries and cut to the chase: "Qing Fang has run away and has now sent troops to surround and annihilate us, intending to double-cross us. You've been friends for decades, and you're an outstanding individual; surely you weren't unprepared for this?"

He didn't know whether Qingfang intended to deal with the old dean as well, but he would say that Qingfang did intend to do so, and see if the old dean had any backup plans.

He simply couldn't believe that these old fogies could conspire together without a shred of suspicion towards each other.

The old dean paused for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "That damned old man, I was moved for nothing. After decades in officialdom, he's definitely not the upright and strong brother he used to be."