Super God Gene

Old Cat’s body was excreting a lifeforce. It was like it was being pulled away with a magnet. It was going toward Han Sen’s body. Quickly, it went into the reverse Blood-Pulse Sutra. It became a part of the Xuan Yellow Sutra. It made Han Sen’s body more powerful.

“Why are you doing this?” Han Sen looked at the lifeforce, which was almost completely out of the animal. He noticed Old Cat’s body was looking to be in very poor shape. His face started to look weird.

Old Cat’s face was incredibly calm. He said, “I died because of the holy spirit tests. Qin Xiu used his gene blood to revive me. Through that, I became his puppet. All these years, I have been fighting the blue blood, but I have never been able to shed control of the blue blood. Although I discovered the reverse blue blood skill, I was still never able to completely control it. Then, I understood I had died a long time ago. My soul was broken. Qin Xiu was fixing my soul. He put his soul in me. No matter what, I was never able to escape his control.”

“But I invented a blue blood reversal skill. It can restrict his blue blood. I was going to give it to Ling’er because only Ling’er could have the perfect body required. That way, she could beat Qin Xiu.” After saying all this, Old Cat started to look strange. “To be honest, you and Human King are the same. You captured my attention a long time ago. In the end, I did not choose you because I did not think you guys were perfect enough. You all had flaws and could not be the one who could defeat Qin Xiu.”

The fire in Old Cat’s blood was going dim. His lifeforce was going to be gone very soon.

Old Cat’s face looked very dim. “I am so sorry, Littleflower. He treated me like family, but I pushed him to hell. Dying will not be enough to redeem my sins, but I will still give my life to you. Use my life. Beat Qin Xiu and save Littleflower. I know it will be difficult, but I have faith you will be able to do this.”

After that, Old Cat raised his hand and looked at Qin Xiu and Littleflower. His expression looked complicated. He looked guilty, and he looked as if he was longing for something. He also looked determined.

“Littleflower will believe you have what it takes too,” Old Cat said. The blood light started to shine. It was like the last effort of a waning sun. The blood flames from his body all went into Han Sen.

The blood fire was like it was rewinding. It went dim after becoming so bright. It turned to ash. When the wind blew, it was gone.