Mo Mansion, dungeon
Different from everyone's wild speculations, Mo Juren's mind at this time was not focused on the worldly competition. On the contrary, he had more important things, conducting experiments.
That’s right, and it’s a less than humane human experiment.
The dungeon door was guarded by an iron slave, and only Mo Juren and Wu Jianming, who looked frightened, were left looking at each other.
"What...are you going to do? Don't come here..."
Somehow, when I saw the other person's half-smiling expression, I always felt extremely weird, as if something extremely terrifying was about to happen, and it would happen to me.
Mo Juren ignored it, and after approaching, he pointed directly, sealed the opponent's acupuncture points, and then placed him flat on the ground.
He took out a black bag in his hand. After opening it, a dense row of silver needles of different lengths were revealed. As a miracle doctor, he is naturally very skilled in the use of silver needles. After a dazzling operation, all the major points on the opponent's body were filled.
"Mo, you can be considered the leader of a faction. If you want to kill, kill him. Don't use such shameful means..." The fear in Wu Jianming's heart became more and more intense, and he couldn't help but curse loudly.
Mo Juren still ignored it, and his expression began to become solemn. The next step is the most critical step. If it can succeed, everyone will be happy. If it fails, there is only one way left, and it is the most dangerous way.
Without any further hesitation, he took out a sharp knife and made a slight cut on the vein on the back of the opponent's hand. Immediately, bright red blood slowly flowed out.
Immediately afterwards, he also drew the same mark on his palm, and then immediately pressed tightly towards the breach on the back of the opponent's hand. At the same time, he mobilized the magic power in his body to forcefully inject his blood into the opponent's body.
After a series of actions, Mo Juren stopped doing anything else and only silently injected blood while observing the other party's reaction.
The difference is that at this time, Wu Jianming was a little dumbfounded, and his heart was extremely frightened. He didn't understand what the other party was trying to do. What was the purpose of pouring blood into his body?
Soon, he had no time to think about this. He only felt that his heart suddenly started to itch, as if something was corroding. Moreover, as time passed, this corrosive feeling became stronger and stronger, and eventually developed into pain, severe pain, which was worse than death.
"Ah... Mo Juren, you are a devil... kill me quickly... kill me... ah..."
No matter how abusive the other party was, Mo Juren ignored it and still mobilized his magic power to continue pouring. Until it lasted for about an hour, the other party's voice became weaker and weaker, and his body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.
He knew in his heart that Wu Jianming should have reached his limit at this time, so he immediately released his palm and cut off the blood flow. Calculating in his mind, he deliberately suppressed the speed just now, and the delivery volume should only be about 100 ml. After all, it is not mortal blood. If there is too much, I am afraid that the other party will not be able to bear it, and I would not be able to part with it.
Mo Juren felt the pulse of the other person while carefully observing the changes in his expression. From the angry curse at the beginning, he has become a little weak and extremely weak now.
He frowned, suddenly feeling uneasy in his heart. Judging from the pulse alone, the other party is already somewhat ill. He raised his hand and touched the other person's forehead. The temperature was very high, a little hot.
Time passed little by little, and as he worried, Wu Jianming was in very bad condition.
"What caused it?" Mo Juren fell into deep thought.
Blood type question? Impossible. The natives in the game's Monster Hunting Continent are directly fused with the bloodline of monster beasts. They are two completely different species, and they can succeed differently.
As for himself, although he was refined through the Bloodline Transformation Furnace, the final fusion was still not mortal blood, and had long exceeded the scope of blood type.
Therefore, it cannot be caused by blood type.
But besides blood type, what other possibilities are there? Could it be that the amount of blood injected at once was too much, exceeding the limit that the opponent can bear? Or maybe it's a conflict of blood attributes. After all, all the rules in the mortal world are based on the Five Elements. This is more likely...
Countless inspirations emerged in his mind, giving him the idea of trying again. However, this idea was extinguished by him in an instant.
It's not suitable yet. After all, this is the only experimental subject, and it will be completely useless if we do it again.
Pack everything up and walk out of the dungeon. As for Wu Jianming, he still has to do his best to treat him, and he can also observe him for a period of time. After all, a warrior who has cultivated his internal strength has a very tenacious vitality, and maybe he will be able to recover after a while.
In the following days, apart from practicing, Mo Juren spent almost all the time in the dungeon, fulfilling and busy.
As for the matters in the Jingjiao Association, everything was left to a few ladies. They had been managing them all these years, but now that they had him as the backbone, they could do things more easily.
In the past, the Jingjiao Society was in disarray. There were constant infighting among the branches for their own interests, leaving too many problems.
Now that Mo Juren has returned, everything is different. The fourth lady, Yan, and the fifth lady, Wang, have joined forces to start drastic rectification within the gang. The two of them talked openly and secretly, appeasing those who needed to be comforted and eliminating those who needed to be eliminated. In the past half a month, they had thoroughly sorted out the entire gang.
At this time, the Jingjiao Society has been completely transformed, and its strength is even greater than before. Vaguely, the shadow of the strongest gang in Jiayuan City once again appeared. Of course, after so many years of losses, it is unrealistic to return to the status of the three overlords of Lanzhou in the past. When it comes to the most fundamental interests, neither the Five Color Sect nor the Domination Villa can agree to it.
While practicing, Mo Juren was busy with experiments, and occasionally paid attention to the situation of the Jingjiao Society. Knowing that everything is developing for the better, I feel completely relieved. As for the future development of the Jingjiao Society, he actually doesn't care. It's good to keep it as it is. If it expands any further, it will be a bit ostentatious and may cause unnecessary trouble, which is not worth the gain.
His cultivation speed was still very fast, on par with Han Li who used krypton medicine. It didn't take long for him to break through again and reach the sixth level of Qi training.
During this period, Han Li came to see him once, and his level had also improved, reaching the seventh level of Qi training. At this time, Mo Juren understood that the other party came to him to fulfill his promise.
The apprentice promised the other party at the beginning that he would teach him the subsequent exercises and some spells. It's just because I haven't reached the realm before, so I haven't opened my mouth yet.
Naturally, Mo Juren would not break his promise and gave it to the other party directly. However, the skills only have the seventh and eighth levels, and also include some basic spells. In this regard, he also explained to the other party that there are only these wood-attribute skills, and they can be completed in a year.
On the contrary, there is a metallic "Jin Guang Jue", which is a complete thirteen-level technique obtained from Master Jin Guang. Unfortunately, the other party does not have metallic spiritual roots and cannot practice at all.
Han Li is not depressed. Anyway, it is enough for now. One year is not long and it will pass in the blink of an eye.
The only thing that gave him a headache was that he didn't know what he did wrong to offend his junior sister Mo Caihuan. During this period, the other party always picked on him intentionally or unintentionally, as if he owed her his life.
As a senior brother, I specially gave her a bottle of Yingxiang Pills a while ago. Isn't that good enough? When I received the gift, I smiled and turned around and didn't remember it at all?
