Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect

"Ah ah ah ah——!!"

"Warning! Warning! Temperature exceeded limits! Pressure exceeded limits! Original body dissolving!"

"Ah ah ah——!!"

"LSL emergency eject! Reset reset reset!"

"Ah ah ah——!!"

"Emergency control system damaged!"

"Eject! Eject! Emergency eject!"

"Ah ah ah——"

"Boom!" "Bang!!"

When Chen Xuantian opened his eyes, it felt like he was being boiled in hot water, fried in oil, and microwaved. The orange-red solution resembled the waves of a blood sea, the boiling bubbles blowing his skin to shreds, bodily fluids, blood, and fat exploding all over the glass cabin cover.

Of course, Chen Xuantian was actually fine, as he had long grown accustomed to skin being peeled off and put back on. But his Cangtian Team 6 clearly hadn’t experienced such a thrill. Instantly, from every direction, above and below, spine-chilling screams seemed to pour into his skull, resonating in his brain. He almost thought he had opened the wrong door upon waking, descending into some oil cauldron hell.

Then someone activated an emergency measure, and the Virtual Cabin cover exploded. The blue sea of LSL crashed in like a water wall. But the high temperature instantly ignited that water wall, boiling the entire injection pool, filling the air with steam.

Then, it felt as if someone kicked him from behind, and the whole quantum link cabin took off, propelled by an emergency ejection device, snapping the cabin link cables. It escaped from the LSL liquid pool, reminiscent of a hotpot purgatory, then slammed into the reinforced alloy laboratory ceiling, bouncing around like an out-of-control pinball, the emergency cabin crashing against walls, flying about, colliding with each other.

Who knows how many bones Chen Xuantian broke or joints were crushed inside the cabin, but finally, the fuel ran out, and bang! It crashed to the ground.

"Puff—"

This fart-like sound was probably the test site decompressing and cooling down.

"Puff puff puff puff bang!"

Oh, a shart, so it must be the emergency rescue team blowing open safety valves, ready to rush in for a rescue.

"Shhh... Welcome... Return... Fang Su Sixth Zeng... Current... Overlap string... Fifty-seven percent..."

F**k... It’s gone up to fifty-seven, can we still have fun with this...

Sigh, this game is just too damn tricky, everywhere there’s a pit, step on one and you’re dead...

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But no matter what...

"I’m back."

So the blood-drenched skeleton stretched lazily, emerging with a body boiled to a gelatinous, oily state, sitting up from the Virtual Cabin, stepping out, and walking into a wasteland, a reality as if a blood sea purgatory.

Then the full pool and walls, cooked and blasted into pieces, limbs and meat splattered everywhere, merged with various human tissues, the indistinguishable blood-red residue flowed like Slimer, forming a river of blood, a wind of blood, transforming into a robe of blood, paving a road of blood to welcome their master.

"Boom!" "Bang!"

"Immediate biochemical rescue——"

So when the security forces of Cangtian Base opened the last safety door, the first thing they saw was the blood-soaked but unharmed Chen Xuantian standing at the door, momentarily silenced like ducks grasped by the neck.

"No need, I’m the only one alive."

Chen Xuantian wiped his face, confirming it was his own face, casually wiping off the blood, and walked past the dumbfounded troops to take a shower.

"Serve food, I’m hungry."

So the cafeteria worked overtime, preparing a large amount of meat for Chen Xuantian to recover.

And Xin Su sat angrily across from him.

"The base was just rebuilt! Cangtian Team 6 was annihilated! Eighteen people! Couldn’t scrape them off the ceiling!"

Chen Xuantian shrugged, indicating he’d just told him that.

Xin Su gritted his teeth, slamming the table,

"What the hell happened over there! How could it burn down the servers!"

Chen Xuantian helplessly spread his hands,

"There are some truths in this world you really shouldn’t probe too deeply. It’s not that I don’t want to say, it’s that you’re not ready yet.

Don’t hear, don’t see, don’t speak, that’s for your own protection, you understand?"

Xin Su roared,

"Is that what you want me to report up?"

Chen Xuantian nodded,

"If you don’t want everyone stuck to the ceiling, you’d better report it exactly like that.

Add all those monitoring hard drives and server backups, they all need to be destroyed entirely.

Remember to handle them according to nuclear, biological, and chemical defense standards, bury them under the Nine Nether, encase in lead-layer concrete."’

Xin Su glared at him angrily for a while, but finally turned to clean up the mess.

Meanwhile, two blood shadows, left and right, almost brushing shoulders with Xin Su, strode from the cafeteria door.

Then both of them performed almost perfectly mirrored actions, lifting their blood robes, stepping forward, dropping to one knee, raising both hands to the sky as if embracing the sun, then bringing their hands to their hearts, bowing their heads to Chen Xuantian in a salute.

Then they stood up, switched legs, stepped forward, kneeled, slapped their chest, bowed their head...

Thus, kneeling and bowing, they took nine steps, bowed nine times, until reaching the dining table, where they kneeled on both knees, prostrated fully on the ground, palms up, their faces nearly touching the floor, and sang in unison,

"Holy~ Supreme! Great~ Supreme! Vast~ Supreme! Ultimate~ Supreme! True Yang~ Supreme! Blood Talisman~ Supreme!"

The meat fell out of Chen Xuantian’s mouth,

"... What the hell are you two doing?"