Photon Skin Rejuvenation (×) Elemental Skin Rejuvenation

"Oh? Interesting."

"Is this a Body Martial Soul?"

The old man adjusted his glasses. The cold gleam of electric arcs reflected in the transparent lenses as he looked with great interest at the Soul Tool screen beside him, where Lin En's various bodily readings flickered.

"This level of physical fitness rivals that of a Beast Martial Soul Master at level twenty who hasn't yet obtained a second Soul Ring. It's hard to imagine that you're a malnourished three-year-old who has only just awakened a Martial Soul."

"Perhaps the Holy Spirit Cult truly should pay more attention to Body Martial Souls. Bones can only be considered the threshold for a top-tier Body Martial Soul. I'm really curious what the legendary Body Douluo would have been like at your age."

"The current-resistance test is over. Next comes fire. Give me even more surprises, Sun Xiaochuan."

The old man pressed a hand against the flickering Soul Tool screen, his five fingers dancing across it as profound runes flashed past and the core formation switched attributes.

These Soul Tools had been transported from the Sun Moon Empire. According to the two elders, the Holy Spirit Cult would be making a major move in the Sun Moon Empire in the coming years. The current emperor might not remain on the throne for much longer.

Two Soul Tool flamethrowers emerged from either side of the chair. Scorching flames poured from their nozzles, roasting flesh as every pore greedily opened. The efficiency of energy absorption far exceeded that of the electric current.

The violent fire elements before Lin En were like docile lambs, warmly supplying him with the energy he needed most. The Golden Eyes in his gaze were nearly impossible to suppress.

Signals of comfort flooded in from all over his body. As a next-generation Dragon Clan species from the Fire King's Lineage, he was born with authority over fire elements and came with natural fire resistance.

Could a race that played with fire really be burned to death by it?

The old man adjusted his glasses, delight coloring his voice.

"You actually have fire resistance. Your skeletal Martial Soul truly is extraordinary. Or rather, your Martial Soul isn't merely bones. It should include other parts of your body as well; it's just that neither you nor I have discovered them yet."

"Let me guess. Could it be muscles? Or perhaps blood? Blood and bones seem to be somewhat connected."

"Even your Innate Soul Power reached level seven after you forcibly opened your meridians. That means your actual Innate Soul Power should be Innate Full Soul Power."

"Hehe, hurry up and make me fall for you. My interest in you is far greater than in that girl named Zhang Lexuan!

"One day, she will become a core member of the Holy Spirit Cult, while you will become my most perfect creation."

Lin En was about to throw up. Goosebumps were already rising all over him. This guy was disgusting. Before becoming an Evil Soul Master, had this old man been a priest or something?

But he could only endure. Even the Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King needed several years to build up his strength.

Hurry and make Little Sage absorb this energy faster. This energy could completely cover the upcoming bodily modifications. Absorb as much as possible!

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. When he broke free of his cocoon, Lin En swore he would rip this immortal old bastard's balls off and stuff them into his mouth!

His internal organs had suffered considerable damage from the earlier electric shock. His macrophages were already working at full capacity, but the repair speed remained slow. Dragon blood surged madly through him, assisting his body's self-repair.

That old bastard had no sense of restraint. With that current intensity, even ten lives wouldn't have been enough for anyone else.

And this was supposed to be the bearing of a researcher? Lin En seriously suspected that Douluo Continent had no mature research system at all!

Fortunately, his Nervous System had severed his sense of pain. Otherwise, Lin En would have passed out from the agony on the spot.

After learning that Lin En had fire resistance, the old bastard's experiments became even more insane.

Molten iron dripped onto Lin En's arm. The high temperature still couldn't harm him, but the solidified metal nearly fused with his flesh.

The old bastard violently tore off the metal, leaving Lin En's arm a bloody mess. Before he had even a moment to catch his breath, glowing-red lava was poured over his arm.

Lin En closed his eyes, not daring to look at the miserable state of his arm. He was deeply grateful for his Martial Soul; the severed pain nerves spared him much suffering.

"Not a sound. It seems this isn't simple fire resistance. You're immune to fire."

"The last person with a clearly recorded fire immunity was that Ultimate Fire Soul Master from Shrek Academy. Of course, it's said that the legendary Sea God possessed similar abilities as well."

The old bastard added the words "fire immunity" to his experimental records. This record was meant to be submitted to the two elders.

The two elders paid close attention to both Lin En and Zhang Lexuan, though mainly Zhang Lexuan. Once her Moon Martial Soul was tainted, it would become Xie Yue.

Turning extreme yin power into an evil attribute was tremendously powerful. It could practically guarantee her place among the Holy Spirit Cult's top future combat forces.

In another three years, it would be the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters' once-every-five-years blood sacrifice ceremony. The Supreme Cult Master, Cult Master, elders, and other higher-ups would all appear. They could offer this child up then—perhaps she would win the favor of the Supreme Cult Master and the Cult Master.

Lin En was merely an extra. Body Martial Souls were not valued within the Holy Spirit Cult.

"Fire is useless. Let's try other elements."

The old man stopped the fire test, and the core formation shifted once more. Dense dark power pierced into every pore of Lin En's body like steel needles, brutally forcing his flesh apart.

Violent wind elements poured inside, striking directly at his core bones.

Next came water elements, earth elements, and metal elements. Aside from the sacred attributes of the light element branch, Lin En was practically given a full elemental massage.

The old bastard controlled the intensity with great precision. It was roughly at the elemental intensity of a Soul Grandmaster—enough to make him miserable, yet just barely at the edge of his body's endurance.

His entire body was pinned to the chair as dark light shone down from above, dense dark elements gradually eroding his flesh.

This was also Sun Moon Empire technology, a terrifying technique capable of forcibly injecting dark power and reversing a target's attributes in a short time. When the Holy Spirit Cult discovered this technology, they had been utterly amazed.

And this technology was one of the core techniques behind the Judgment Sword that appeared in the original work. At present, the Judgment Sword was still only a blueprint within Mingde Hall, but the related technology had long since matured.

Lin En suddenly recalled Nexus, which he had watched before. This really did share some similarities with photon skin rejuvenation.

Little Sage was still rapidly absorbing energy. The Dragon Clan Bloodline was simply too exceptional. Besides its powerful resistance to its native fire elements, it also possessed a degree of control over other elements.

Although the absorption efficiency for these elements was lower than for fire elements, their energy density far surpassed the energy produced by glucose and fat metabolism within his body.

His flesh trembled. Having his pain removed did not mean his body was fine. Every organ in Lin En's body had suffered varying degrees of damage. Bleeding from all seven orifices was no longer a figure of speech, but reality.

The human body model Little Sage had constructed in the Sea of Spirit had turned completely red. Not a single part of his body remained intact.

Beside the human body model was a countdown timer. It was the line between life and death calculated by Little Sage. Once it reached zero and his body's limits were broken, he could enter the resurrection tournament of all worlds.

Naturally, the white-robed old bastard could see Lin En's condition as well, so he stopped the elemental skin rejuvenation.

The chair extended and transformed into a bed. Lin En lay flat upon it as the old bastard said with a chuckle:

"I truly apologize for damaging your body so severely. Don't worry, I'll make sure to nourish you properly."

"Our Holy Spirit Cult lacks many things, but supplements related to vitality are not among them. As long as you aren't dead, I can pull you back."