Sacred artifact? No, it's a gene flash drive!

Behind Hu Liena followed two Tyrant robots over three meters tall, their red electronic eyes scanning the surroundings to ensure no living thing could approach.

The air was permeated with the smell of charred flesh and blood.

Not long ago, this place was one of the Upper Three Sects, a holy land looked up to by countless soul masters.

Now, it was nothing but a scene of devastation.

Hu Liena looked at all of this, unable to describe the feeling in her heart.

She had once held this family in awe.

But now, she was the one stepping on their corpses.

And she felt not the slightest discomfort; instead, she felt... it was only natural.

The strong should possess everything.

That man was the strongest of all.

"Secretary Hu, thirty meters to the front left, under that stone slab carved with dragon patterns."

Qin Feng's voice came through the miniature communicator in her ear.

"Yes, Master."

Hu Liena walked to the stone slab, and the two Tyrant robots stepped forward, their massive mechanical hands inserting into the gaps to easily pry open the slab, which weighed several tons.

A downward passage was revealed.

"Go down."

Hu Liena did not hesitate, lifting her skirt as she walked inside.

At the end of the passage was a massive treasury.

Gold Soul Coins were piled into mountains, various rare ores shimmered, and there were even several soul bones radiating an alluring glow.

If it were before, seeing these things would have made Hu Liena scream with excitement.

But now, she only glanced at them and lost interest.

Compared to the feeling the Master gave her, these things were nothing.

"Don't look at that scrap metal."

Qin Feng's voice sounded again.

"Go to the very back, do you see that dragon head statue?"

"Use your soul power and inject it into its left eye."

Hu Liena did as she was told.

She extended her finger, and a wisp of pink soul power was injected into the groove of the dragon's eye.

"Rumble..."

The wall split open, revealing a smaller secret chamber.

On a stone platform in the center of the chamber sat an object.

It was not a soul bone, nor was it a secret manual.

It was a fist-sized, crystal-clear... heart.

It was still beating, "thump, thump," and with every beat, it emitted a circle of soft blue light.

A pressure originating from the depths of the bloodline emanated from that heart.

Hu Liena felt her own martial soul trembling; it was the instinctive fear of a subordinate toward a superior.

"Master, I... I found it."

Her voice was trembling slightly.

On the bridge of the Wolf Castle Ship.

Grey Wolf was facing a massive data screen, his drool almost dripping down.

"Boss! We're rich! We've made a fortune!"

"The bones of these loaches have three times the density of ordinary soul beasts! They are a perfect match for use as mecha frames!"

"And their soul power cores! They can actually retain a portion of their activity even after death! Damn, aren't these just natural biological batteries?"

"And, and, that Liu Erlong we took down—I just scanned her genes, and oh my god, her martial soul is mutated! It possesses an extremely strong affinity for fire. If we combine her genes with our Hellfire incendiary bombs..."

Qin Feng ignored this madman who had fallen into a technical frenzy.

He watched the real-time footage transmitted back by Hu Liena, a look of satisfaction appearing in his eyes.

"Well done, Secretary Hu."

"Bring it back."

"Yes, Master."

Hu Liena carefully cradled the crystal heart and turned to leave.

Grey Wolf leaned in, looking at the "heart" on the screen, and asked curiously:

"Boss, isn't this just a crystal of energy? It looks pretty, but is it really worth treating like such a treasure?"

"Energy crystal?"

Qin Feng shook his head.

"Brother Wolf, this isn't energy. This is... source code."

"Source code?" Grey Wolf's lupine eyes lit up.

"That's right."

Qin Feng pointed at the screen. "Why do you think the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan is so formidable? Just because their bloodline is pure?"

"That's all nonsense."

"They, including all the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex spirits currently on Douluo Continent, are merely inferior, pirated versions of this 'Dragon God Heart'."

"This heart stores the complete genetic sequence of the first generation of Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex—the most primitive, the purest, and completely free of degradation."

In Qin Feng's eyes flickered a light that Grey Wolf was very familiar with; it was the fanaticism of a scientist seeing the perfect experimental subject.

"I am going to use it to replicate that true 'First Generation Dragon'."

"Then, I'll equip it with an antimatter engine, add curvature cruise capabilities, and finally, outfit it with star-destroying plasma cannons."

"Do you think those bird-men in the God Realm can withstand even a few shots?"

Grey Wolf's mouth hung open in an "O" shape.

"Boss... you really are ruthless!"

On the deck, Yu Yuanzhen was tossed onto the ground like a dead fish.

He watched as Hu Liena, cradling the crystal box, stepped off the airship's elevator.

When he saw clearly what was inside the box, his previously hollow eyes instantly turned blood-red.

"Dragon God Heart!"

"You... how dare you lay your hands on our clan's holy relic!"

Yu Yuanzhen didn't know where the strength came from, but he struggled violently to get up from the ground, intent on lunging forward.

"Holy relic?"

Qin Feng walked out from the cabin, followed by Hu Liena.

He took the box from Hu Liena's hands and weighed it in his palm.

"In my opinion, this is just a... flash drive storing a primitive genetic sequence."

"And the quality isn't even that good; so many years have passed, and the data is almost corrupted."

"Pfft!"

Yu Yuanzhen spat out a mouthful of blood.

A holy relic... a flash drive?

This was the most vicious, most irrefutable insult he had ever heard in his life.

"You... you devil..."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Qin Feng handed the "Dragon God Heart" to Hu Liena and told her to put it away.

He walked over to Yu Yuanzhen and squatted down.

"Old man, do you want your clansmen to survive?"

Yu Yuanzhen froze, looking up at Qin Feng.

"You've been raising these loaches for thousands of years; you should be very familiar with their eating, drinking, and excreting habits, right?"

"I happen to be missing a 'biological husbandry technical consultant' to be specifically responsible for my upcoming 'True Dragon Replication Project'."

"Do a good job, and your remaining descendants can work as assembly line workers in my factory."

"Do a bad job..."

Qin Feng pointed down at the dragon bones being collected by the robots.

"They will become your new colleagues' lunch."

Yu Yuanzhen stared blankly at Qin Feng; he wanted to be angry, he wanted to resist.

But he realized he didn't even have the strength left to feel anger.

To have his pride and joy, a thousand-year legacy, belittled as a "flash drive."

And then to have him, the clan leader, turned into a "breeder" for his own ancestors.

To kill a man is not as effective as destroying his heart.

This was the true meaning of destroying a man's heart.

"Heh... hehe... hahahaha!"

Yu Yuanzhen suddenly burst into laughter, laughing until tears streamed down his face.

He laughed at himself, laughed at his own clan, and laughed at this ridiculous world.

"I... I'll do it."

He squeezed these three words out through his gritted teeth.

Just at this moment.

The internal communication channel of the Wolf Castle Ship suddenly rang with the hoarse and excited voice of Orochimaru.

"Qin Feng-kun."

"The new test subject you sent over is extremely interesting."

"Under the stimulation of the T-Virus, her genes are undergoing a type of 'emotional mutation' that I have never seen before."

"Her rage is manifesting into a physical form."

Qin Feng connected to the laboratory's surveillance feed.

He saw Liu Erlong strapped to a specially made alloy experimental table, her body trembling violently.

Wisps of black-red, mist-like flames were seeping out from her pores.

Those flames carried no temperature, yet they caused the surrounding air to emit a distorted, mournful wail.

"Her second martial soul seems to have been activated as well."

There was a sense of surprise in Orochimaru's voice, as if he had discovered a new continent.

"And, unlike that hammer belonging to the brat Tang San."

"Her second martial soul seems... to be alive."