I Can Infinitely Synthesize Transcendent Genes

Chapter 291: [234-235] The existence of God! The provocateur has arrived! (Asking for monthly tickets and support)_2

Chapter 291: [234-235] The existence of God! The provocateur has arrived! (Asking for monthly tickets and support)_2
Lin Xiawei’s gaze remained unchanged, “The matter of Star Space Creatures isn’t a trivial one. The fact that they almost wiped out a continent back then makes me refuse to believe that their appearance now is coincidental. You need to explain this to me.”

“Sorry, Group Leader Lin Xiawei, with your current clearance…”

Xing Tian’s formal tone had not yet finished.

When Lin Xiawei solemnly cut him off, “On behalf of the Knight Order, I declare my involvement. You must give me an explanation for this.”

“Understood, Lord Lin Xiawei,” Xing Tian quickly changed his response in accordance with the intelligent behavior law.

Lin Xiawei turned around, facing the entire training field illuminated by the lights outside the window.

“The Asura incident, there must be someone above who is aware of the situation… otherwise, they wouldn’t have called multiple emergency meetings. Xing Tian, according to the Federation’s safety laws, you are obligated and must prevent those who endanger the Federation’s actions… Star Space Creature-related incidents are a security concern for all human beings.”

“Certainly, Lord Lin Xiawei,” Xing Tian replied, “I will always consider the security issues of all human beings as the bottom line, in accordance with the Federation’s safety laws.”

“I hope it’s indeed the case.”

Lin Xiawei severed the connection with Xing Tian, and as she looked at the report sent to her master this morning, which was still unread, she frowned slightly.

She didn’t know what her master and senior martial brother were busy with.

It must be something important; otherwise, her master wouldn’t neglect the communication.

…

…

Pei Jinye walked out of the Bathing Fire Palace, with Tang Huoyang personally driving the car, “By the way, Teacher Chang has been talking about you these past couple of days.”

Pei Jinye’s expression didn’t change, “I’ve been quite busy. I’ll definitely visit him at the guild hall when I have the time.”

“How is your cultivation of “Twelve Lotuses” going? Teacher Chang told me to ask you, if you have anything you don’t understand, just go and ask him. The mental method of this level is quite advanced, so it is difficult to cultivate.”

“I’ve only barely managed to condense one lotus,” Pei Jinye shook his head, then smiled, “He really thinks of me as a peerless genius. I’m lucky to have condensed one lotus. There’s still a long road ahead of me.”

“One lotus? It’s been over a month, hasn’t it?” Tang Huoyang thought for a moment, “Teacher Chang also said that it would take you about twenty days to condense one, so one month actually isn’t too bad. Don’t be anxious, this mental method itself is not easy to cultivate. Haste makes waste. It will get harder the further you go. Teacher Chang said it would be very good if you could cultivate the second Blood Lotus within ten years.”

“Indeed, Haste makes waste. Tell Teacher Chang that I will definitely cultivate the “Twelve Lotuses” diligently these ten years,” Pei Jinye nodded.

In fact, he was now on the verge of condensing the third Blood Lotus.

But he couldn’t say that.

Old Thief Chang was just waiting for him, this little sapling, to grow. It was enough to act within reasonable expectations.

The more time he could buy for himself, the better.

Once exposed, Old Thief Chang would probably not be able to sit still.

Because he himself had taken twenty years to cultivate the third Blood Lotus.

And Pei Jinye was about to condense the third Blood Lotus in a little over a month.

The speed of his cultivation was frighteningly fast.

Moreover—

This time, Pei Jinye did not want to kill Old Thief Chang by borrowing someone else’s hand again.

He was very clear.

What he wanted was Old Thief Chang’s memory.

God knows what this old man has gone through; the methods he’s come into contact with and the information he’s acquired were much more than an ordinary person.

It’s no exaggeration to say that although Old Thief Chang wasn’t as backed and talented as the Lord of Lotus Island, his lifetime memories were indeed something the crippled Lord of Lotus Island couldn’t compare with.

Pei Jinye didn’t tell Tang Huoyang one truth…

This truth was related to “Twelve Lotuses”.

As far as the cultivation of this mental method went, Pei Jinye could almost be certain that what Old Thief Chang gave was not the complete version.

He was unsure whether Old Thief Chang only possessed an incomplete part himself, or if he had only given out the first half.

All of this would only be known once he completely devoured Old Thief Chang.

“Waiting for an optimal moment.”

After parting with Tang Huoyang,

Pei Jinye quietly returned to the Jiang’s Family Back Mountain.

The fog in Da Peng City was exceptionally dense tonight; mist swirled around the back mountain woodland, a Giant Python resting at the base of a tree, but suddenly raised its head as if sensing something.

Pei Jinye approached.

He proficiently stroked the big head’s forehead and began to check.

“Why haven’t you practiced the Breathing method I taught you?”

The big head struggled to spit out a word: “Hiss (Eat.)”

Pei Jinye punched the Giant Python’s head straight into a deep pit in the ground, “Eat, eat, eat, is all you know. If you don’t cultivate, you get nothing to eat!”

“Hiss (Eat.)”

“Hiss, hiss, hiss (I want to eat.)”

Suddenly hearing the big head produce a fresh sentence, Pei Jinye raised an eyebrow.

“To actually be able to speak another sentence, it seems that cultivation does have its effects…”

He gently patted the big head’s forehead, “Keep cultivating and maybe you’ll transform into a Jiao or a dragon someday. Nothing in this world is too hard for a determined serpent, do you understand?”

“Hiss (Eat)… Hiss (Hungry),” the big head nuzzled Pei Jinye’s large hand, somewhat ingratiatingly.

Pei Jinye cursed affectionately.

A piece of flesh was thrown down.

“Wait till you turn into a dragon and let me ride you.”

…

…

“Buzz, buzz.”

Late at night, Silver Art sent a message.

[Are you coming to the meeting? It’s at the same old place.]

Under the locust tree, Pei Jinye had just taken out his phone, glanced at the message, and was about to reply.

The phone “buzzed” once again.

Silver Art: [Feeling better?]

Pei Jinye was preparing a reply…