Biochemical Martial Arts: Supreme Heavenly Venerate-Chapter 689 - 652: Promotion_2

Chapter 689 -652: Promotion_2

This was precisely Lin Rui’s “Blue Sky” medical cruiser, which was gradually disengaging its optical stealth device.

The cruiser’s belly hatch was slowly opening as well. Luo Wangshu stood at the hatch, smiling faintly as she looked at him.

Behind her were Lin Xi, Linghu Mingde, Xianyu Yan, and others.

Gong Bonan also raised his head, exchanging a fleeting glance with Luo Wangshu at the hatch.

Luo Wangshu’s gaze instantly turned icy. She rested one hand on her sword, her eyes carrying a warning.

Gong Bonan quickly looked away, lost in thought.

He noticed some residual traces of Martial Intent lingering on Luo Wangshu—she must have just fought someone. Could it have been the Invincible Dharma King?

Observing the Eastern Heavenly Sword Phoenix on her, completely unscathed, the outcome of the battle became apparent.

It seemed that Ming King’s master was not only extremely powerful but shared a deep bond with their disciple—a stalwart pillar of support for His Highness Ming King.

Lin Rui had by now flown into the belly of the medical cruiser, landing gracefully. His expression serious, he bowed deeply to Luo Wangshu with utmost gratitude: “Disciple deeply thanks Master! I have troubled you greatly.”

He had not intended to disturb Luo Wangshu, yet Master still crossed great distances to arrive here.

“Enough!” Luo Wangshu snorted lightly, removing her hand from her sword. “But you’d better ascend to Seventh Realm soon. I do not want a repeat of this sort of thing.”

Lin Rui thought ascending to Seventh Realm was no simple feat.

Even with the Radiant Holy Altar, it wouldn’t be an overnight success. He was no Invincible Dharma King, who had someone sponsoring his Power Body directly.

At that moment, Lin Rui also saw Shi Yan deeper inside the belly hatch.

He had already felt from watching videos that this woman’s condition was terrible. Seeing her now only confirmed how much worse it had become.

The power of Taixuan Heavenly Venerate had further descended into her body, placing an even greater burden on her.

She was close to breaking—her flesh splitting open from the inside out.

Lin Rui found it hard to believe that this woman could still maintain her self-awareness amidst such invasive corruption.

Shi Yan was also examining him from head to toe, her eyes full of astonishment and incredulity.

She still managed to articulate words, one syllable at a time, in a hoarse and labored voice: “New God! It seems you’ve acquired yet another Supreme Divine Artifact? Is that the Light God Sect’s Holy Thunder Tribulation Fire? So, you’re the Ming King of Light God Sect now?”

During Taixuan Heavenly Venerate’s era, there was no such thing as Holy Thunder Tribulation Fire.

It must be noted that every Supreme Divine Artifact in existence came at the cost of a complete “Abyss.”

Through Shi Yan, Taixuan Heavenly Venerate gleaned information about Light God Sect. Judging by Light God Sect’s history, this Holy Thunder Tribulation Fire was likely the Seventh Generation Sect Leader’s own body forged into a Divine Artifact.

It was evident that in their final years of life, they had already reached the Abyss Level.

This discovery delighted Shi Yan immensely, giving her further confidence in Lin Rui.

Lin Rui now raised his hand to summon a sheet of Ten Realms Dragon Skin Paper tossed over by Linghu Mingde.

This old man’s several hundred years of accumulated wealth was indeed extraordinary—even possessing multiple sheets of Ten Realms Dragon Skin Paper.

Lin Rui swiftly inscribed text using his own blood while drafting intricate and mysterious runes on the paper, completing it in just 30 seconds. He handed it to Shi Yan.

Shi Yan glanced indifferently at the paper and let out a soft chuckle: “You’re very cautious. It’s rare to see someone who knows Ancient Text as well.”

Without hesitation, she dropped her Essence Blood onto the Divine Contract witnessed by God.

This contract required acknowledgment from both Taixuan Heavenly Venerate and Shi Yan herself to activate its effects.

Shi Yan recognized it was also one of Lin Rui’s ways of testing her—he wanted to ascertain if Shi Yan herself still retained Spiritual Wisdom.

The contract left not a single loophole, unassailable even to a Divine Spirit like her, and its terms were exceedingly stringent. This meant that even if Shi Yan survived, she would become little more than a tool for Lin Rui.

Furthermore, even if Taixuan Heavenly Venerate reclaimed the soul submerged within the Root and achieved resurrection to become a complete Abyss, they would still face considerable influence from Lin Rui.

But they had no other options left. Signing this Divine Contract was the only way to plan for the future.

Lin Rui was utterly astonished—the contract truly activated, and Shi Yan was truly alive! She still retained her Spiritual Wisdom!

This crazy woman had incredible willpower, no doubt hall-worthy, with extraordinary spiritual power talent.

He immediately gestured for Ji Xueying to push over a pre-prepared surgical bed.

“Oh, by the way, Shi Yan’s Alien and Battle Dragon are also en route.”

Shi Yan spoke as she operated her terminal wristband, transmitting coordinates to Lin Rui: “They’ve arrived nearby, at this spot. Her Alien form has also been heavily corrupted by me and will require your assistance as well.”

Battle Dragons and Mecha Dragons were colossal entities, essentially functioning as reservoirs larger than the main body, capable of bearing more corruption.

At that moment, Lin Rui was already beside her, holding a needle the size of a child’s arm handed to him by Ji Xueying, which he promptly injected into Shi Yan’s neck.

Shi Yan didn’t flinch. She did not think anesthetic crafted by Heavenly Demons could affect her in any way!

Previously, when Divine Light Army purchased Shi Yan’s brain, they had used an extraordinarily potent anesthetic, yet it failed to affect Taixuan Heavenly Venerate’s Abyss Level soul.

But upon lying down on the surgical bed and being pushed forward by Ji Xueying for a mere hundred steps, her consciousness began to falter and ultimately fell into a stupor, losing all awareness.

Luo Wangshu noticed this scene and couldn’t help but feel mildly amazed: “What’s in that needle of yours?”

Taixuan Heavenly Venerate’s power, interpreted within Earthlings’ cultural context, was “the One that escapes,” a transcendent force beyond existence.

Thus, no form of power could typically affect them, let alone considering this entity was Abyss—a soul body preserved pre-collapse.

Lin Rui was now examining Shi Yan’s condition, inwardly cursing, “Damn.”

This Taixuan Heavenly Venerate had crammed as many as 20 pieces of auxiliary equipment into Shi Yan’s body. Not only were their grades SS+ or SSS, but three even reached SSS+.

It must be noted that Linghu Mingde, a former Super Monarch of Eight Realms, only had about 30 pieces of primary and secondary armament combined, half of which were S or S+ grade.

Shi Yan’s auxiliary equipment, on the other hand, had been severely corrupted. For some inexplicable reason, they had fused completely with her Primordial Spirit, becoming part of her body—very similar to Gong Hengdao’s previous condition.

Lin Rui felt a sharp headache but responded immediately when he heard Luo Wangshu’s question: “I personally formulated it. It contains a mix of Despair and Twisted Source Essence.”

He shook the needle in his hand: “This Residual Spirit of the Abyss was already quite weak, so I only needed to nullify its Conceptual Power.”

Luo Wangshu thought to herself: this anesthetic could knock out Taixuan, which definitely involved more than just two types of Abyss Source Material.

Notably, Lin Rui’s concept of “Paralysis” and “Divine Venom” had already achieved thirty percent mastery. The medicines this guy formulated increasingly resonated with the power of the Venerate of Ten Thousand Poisons.

Luo Wangshu’s eyes flashed with a peculiar glimmer: “Give me a batch of this anesthetic later.”

Linghu Mingde was equally intrigued: “Give me some as well.”

“Alright!” Lin Rui agreed readily to any of Luo Wangshu’s requests.

By now, they had arrived at the entrance of a surgical room. Linghu Mingde and the others, having received private messages from Lin Rui, tactfully diverted toward the command bridge.

Luo Wangshu followed closely behind Lin Rui into the room, watching him don gloves as he spoke: “Shi Yan’s condition is tricky; it might take three to five days. Lin Xi and Lin Yi are also in similar states. I’ll first inject Master with the Genetic Supplement Potion and perform gene modulation. Master, please undress and enter the surgical pod over there.”

While just injecting the Genetic Supplement Potion alone could suffice, it wouldn’t achieve optimal enhancement effects. Lin Rui believed his expertise capable of raising Luo Wangshu’s physical development progress from 70% to 72%.

For someone at the Divine Envoy level, even a mere 1% improvement in physical development could drastically increase combat power.

Luo Wangshu was momentarily embarrassed, instinctively clutching her collar at the thought of needing to undress for the Genetic Supplement Potion injection.

For a moment, an uncharacteristic hesitation and awkwardness overtook her.

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