The Test Subject on the Chopping Block

"Bixu, how dare you!"

Yuanqing's angry roar startled the babbling water in the garden, causing ripples to appear and the humidity in the air to rise sharply.

"The order to swiftly eliminate the Human Race high command spies in Mao City was personally given by the Third Prince."

I was acting under orders; what wrong have I done?

Bixu stood confidently in front of Yuanqing, staring directly into his cold, sapphire-blue vertical pupils.

He understood the other person's implied meaning and couldn't help but chuckle.

"You're trying to use the Third Prince to intimidate me?"

He tilted his head and sized up the fierce-looking but cowardly Yuanqing before speaking leisurely.

"Does the Third Prince know that you are using his name to maliciously undermine the experimental results of the project specially approved by His Majesty?"

Seeing that Yuanqing was speechless, he dropped his playful expression, his face darkened, and he spoke almost as if giving a command.

"Yuanqing, recall Qing Wufei immediately. His soul is still unstable; if this continues, he will surely die."

Bixu's gaze turned scrutinizing. "Or are you actually using your position for personal gain, or doing this intentionally..."

I will make him stop hunting.

Yuanqing knew he was in the wrong and compromised.

He channeled his Psychic Energy into the amber in his hand, and after issuing the command, he tossed the Amber Token Pendant directly to Bixu.

"Now, get out!"

"Tch, as if I wanted to come here."

Bixu arrived quickly and left just as swiftly.

Now that he had obtained the token, there was no need to wait here; he planned to follow the location directly to pick up Qing Wufei.

According to the vital signs monitor installed in the experimental body by their research institute, the body was on the verge of collapse.

The most important thing now is to minimize his movement and maintain his current condition until he returns to the operating room.

"Damn it, we have other Earth Realm under our control, why are we only using our family's experimental subjects!"

What a waste!

The cursing and swearing were so loud that they could be heard from a great distance.

Yuanqing, standing in the pavilion, crushed the precious teacup in his hand.

Sensing that he could not make any further progress, the evil thoughts in his heart grew stronger.

How come Qing Wufei, that lowly mixed-race bastard, has such good talent and aptitude?

His father was in the Third Prince Faction as him during his lifetime, and it was one thing for him to be superior to him.

Now that I've become the experimental subject, my cultivation level is still far ahead of his.

"Hmph, in the end, they're just fish on the chopping block."

He changed his teacup, filled it to the brim, and drank it all in one gulp.

It's like swallowing a genius who isn't of royal birth whole.

"Buzzing..."

The new command came through the ear clip.

"Um?"

How could new orders come in before I've even finished killing them? They should know the entire progress of my mission.

Has something happened?

Qing Wufei pondered with confusion, but her movements never stopped.

He pounced on his last prey, grabbed its neck, and snapped it with a "crack".

Only then did he carefully discern the commands that had been repeated continuously from the very beginning.

"Cease the hunt and remain in place."

He stopped, puzzled, and the bone blades surrounding him, which were controlled by Psychic Energy, slowly came to a stop.

When his rapid movements came to a complete stop and his figure emerged in the moonlight, the bloodstains covering his body were revealed.

The Qing Wufei now appear even more mangled and bloody than the corpses lying scattered on the ground.

The intense combat already put a tremendous strain on his body.

His reckless fighting style only exacerbated the already fragile condition of his body.

But he clearly didn't care at all.

If it breaks, just replace it with a new body.

The gentle voice of "Mother" rang in my ears, and the lingering pain intensified under the comfort of "Mother".

The pain fueled his murderous urges, driving him to seek his next target.

But Qing Wufei obeyed the order and stood quietly amidst the corpses and pools of blood.

Until, a figure in black, who had been leisurely strolling over, also appeared on the pool of blood.

Good evening, friend. Has anyone ever told you that your flesh and blood tastes peculiar?

A Shisui of decay and corruption wafted through the air.

He looked at the "wooden figure" in front of him with curiosity.

They were clearly living creatures, but they tasted like they had been dead for a long time; they could even be described as "living dead."

Under the scrutiny of the Kakugan, the Psychic Energy continuously generated by the person before him was not compatible with his physical body.

It's like a gifted soul being forcibly stuffed into another body.

And he was "extremely lucky" not to die on the spot due to the rejection reaction; in fact, he was still alive and kicking.

This is simply a miracle!

Qing Wufei ignored Shisui; he was already exhausted just from controlling his bloodlust and his body, which was convulsing from the pain.

Therefore, he simply couldn't spare the time to maintain superficial social etiquette.

"You really want to kill someone right now, don't you?"

The crimson Kakugan saw through his current state and also noticed the buzzing ear clip next to his ear.

"Call out!"

A flash of cold light, and all of Qing Wufei's auditory and visual hallucinations were directly severed by this strike.

His ear, which was wearing an ear clip, was severed and flew away into the distance.

The pent-up, frenzied fighting spirit erupted instantly!

"Ding ding..."

A barrage of bone blades shot out, but were blocked before they could pierce Shisui's face.

The bone knife, having failed in its initial strike, turned in mid-air, as if drawing a circle.

Immediately afterwards, the wheels began to roll and relentlessly strike the Koukaku.

And Shisui was clearly no ordinary person either.

The eight slender Bikaku out, dragged, swung, and slammed down with fluid and swift movements.

Before long, the two had exchanged blows no less than a hundred times, and both of them were covered in scratches.

However, the moment Shisui had a thought, the Rc Cells would immediately proliferate and fill the wound.

Therefore, before long, Qing Wufei's body showed signs of collapse.

Black cracks spread out, and dark blood seeped from them.

Despite her Qing Wufei movements, it was all in vain.

Their weapons clashed, and in the instant of their renewed struggle, he was sent flying backward.