thefictionvixens Chapter 185 Flesh and Blood Refining Gold: A Grand Project
Chapter 185 Flesh and Blood Refining Gold: A Grand Project
Chapter 185 Flesh and Blood Refining Gold: A Grand Project
"And what about Wan Jinghan?" Han Qiuyan's eyebrows furrowed. "He's the master representing our five sects, where is he now?"
"Him?" Jian Cang said awkwardly, "He has important matters to attend to and cannot come out, so I will handle the matter."
In fact, he knew that Wan Jinghan was simply incapable of managing affairs, and his mind was full of cultivation and swordsmanship, which was why he summoned him to handle matters.
What could he do? As Wan Jinghan's master, he had no choice but to accept it.
Han Qiuyan was not very satisfied with Jian Cangsheng's answer.
Of the four of them, only Wan Jinghan was truly respected. If he were to step forward, he would surely be able to unite the five sects.
But now it seems that the hope of unifying the five sects is slim.
Jian Cangsheng could only smile wryly at this, for he had a vague sense of foreboding.
After all, the five sects, being a disorganized group, are easily defeated individually.
Dazeshan, another peaceful day.
After finishing a batch of work, Fan Jingang planned to take a walk outside the committee's office before starting any new tasks.
Passing by a school where classes had just ended, he greeted the children with a smile, asked about their studies, and then strode towards the newly built factory.
Along the way, people greeted him from time to time, and he responded with a smile.
"Today, I will teach you a new military formation, an improvement upon the 'Rising Mist Formation,' called the 'Frost Ice Formation.' Once mastered, you will not only be able to control ice mist, but also..."
Along the way, Fan Jin heard Du Yuanping's powerful voice, turned his head and glanced at him, just in time to see him teaching military formations.
In Dazeshan today, apart from the Blood God and his agents, the highest-ranking people are him and Du Yuanping.
They were a perfect match, one a scholar and the other a warrior.
Du Yuanping was responsible for guarding the base area and training soldiers, while he was responsible for handling administrative affairs.
It can be said that the two of them are the final destination for all kinds of affairs, and ordinary tasks basically do not fall on Modi's shoulders.
Unless it's a major decision, such as declaring war, Mordi is rarely needed in ordinary times.
Nevertheless, both Fan Jin and Du Yuanping knew that they were capable of wielding power; it was just that Mo Di had allowed them to control O.
The Blood God above them is not just a nominal leader; once he steps forward, he will surely be met with overwhelming support.
Throughout the entire Daze Mountain, from top to bottom, everyone believes in the River Styx. Even though they don't usually pray or offer sacrifices, this belief is still deeply ingrained in their hearts.
Even Fan Jin and Du Yuanping were no exception.
Unbeknownst to them, some invisible contamination binds them together, maintaining the eerie stability of the area.
This pollution was passively released by a powerful individual, namely the immortal being Mordi, who was formed during the process.
As long as he exists in Dazeshan, even if he does nothing, this pollution will continue to radiate outwards.
Fan Jin was naturally unaware of this, and even if he had, he probably wouldn't have done anything about it.
After all, from the moment he was rescued, he had decided to entrust his life to his savior.
Upon learning of Fan Jin's arrival at the factory, the factory manager immediately came to greet him.
Under his guidance, Fan Jin saw the factory producing... a new type of gold refining machine.
"Is this the new alchemy machine?"
Fan Jin looked at the enormous creature before him with curiosity.
This was a tank he had never seen before. Instead of wheels, it had two strange, track-like structures underneath.
The chariot's base was neither made of wood nor iron, but rather a thick iron plate that encased a twisted and deformed mass of flesh.
This mass of flesh had its mouth wide open, filled with fangs, and was sucking in the blood being transported from the crucible at the center of the factory, constantly growing and developing.
Once it grows to a certain size, skilled alchemists will weld iron plates onto its exposed parts.
Once its brain has fully developed, the alchemists will install the final component on it: the menacing turret.
Cables made of flesh and blood were connected to the turret, allowing it to be operated freely and to emit blasphemous and terrifying sounds through a loudspeaker.
"Honorable Lord of War and Slaughter!"
Everyone was used to the commotion and continued with their own business.
Despite the horrific and sinister scene, Fan Jin, who was encountering it for the first time, felt no fear whatsoever. Instead, he approached and touched it with great interest.
"The great Blood God taught us how to connect alchemical mechanical parts to biological brains, and how to accelerate the maturation of flesh and blood, causing it to differentiate the parts we need."
"He is so generous that He even gave the blood of the Holy Grail" to provide the raw materials for our creation. In His divine inspiration, we named this type of alchemical machine: the Flesh Reaper.
Despite its name being full of evil connotations, the factory manager spoke of it with utmost holiness and pride.
"Chairman Fan, I think that soon these flesh harvesters will be of great use, and everyone will be bathed in the glory of the great blood god."
"I look forward to it." Fan Jin smiled and nodded, then his expression suddenly changed slightly. He said goodbye to the person in charge of the factory area and hurriedly left the factory.
The factory manager looked regretful, as he hadn't introduced several other alchemy machines besides the Flesh Harvester.
Fan Jin hurriedly left the factory and headed straight for the back mountain.
On the way, he bumped into Du Yuanping, who was also in a hurry. The two looked at each other and realized that the other had also received the notification.
The two did not speak, and walked side by side toward their destination.
They hadn't walked far when they stopped in front of a wooden house and bowed to each other.
"We have met the leader."
In front of the wooden house, Modi looked up and glanced at them, still feeling a little uncomfortable with this form of address.
Not long ago, he held a short meeting to determine the name of the organization, and they ultimately agreed on the name "Blood God Cult".
He himself is known as the "Master of the Styx River," and his acknowledged representative, Su Youli, is called the "Holy Maiden."
Blood God, Saint, Cult Leader—the trinity sounds like a villainous kind of beauty.
"Sit." Mo Di pointed to the ground, and a stone table and three stone benches appeared instantly.
He took his seat first, followed closely by the other two.
"I've called you all here today to discuss something," Mo Di said calmly. "I'm sure you all know what it is, right?"
Fan Jin and Du Yuanping exchanged a glance, and finally Fan Jin spoke:
"The first phase of the Blood God Cult's plan is nearing completion, and we are about to begin the second phase. The cult leader summoned us here, presumably to discuss the deployment of troops."
"right."
Modi tapped the stone table lightly, projecting a three-dimensional map.
"Tell me, where do you think we should hit?"
The two exchanged another glance and simultaneously pointed to a certain spot on the map.
"Tianyong City," Fan Jin spoke first, "Although half of this city has been destroyed, it still has strategic value. After all, it is located on a vital route that leads to Xunyin, Huaijing, and even Jingzhou."
"Besides, Tianyong City was destroyed just a few months ago," Du Yuanping added. "Cangjian Peak has already abandoned that city, and the imperial court hasn't taken it over yet. As long as we go, we can occupy it without losing a single soldier."
After a couple of seconds of contemplation, Modi nodded and discussed the next attack objectives with them for a while.
"Go for it."
He waved away the projected map, stood up, and the two followed closely behind.
"We will certainly live up to the leader's expectations," the two said solemnly, cupped their hands in greeting, and left on their own.
No sooner had they left than two heads popped up from the ground.
Immediately afterwards, a girl with long, straight black hair and a tomato and scrambled eggs dish got up from the ground.
"Phew, I'm exhausted. Hollowing out the genitals like this is no human endeavor."
Lanlan wiped her sweat and plopped down on the stone bench.
The timid prophet echoed this sentiment, complaining, "We also have to ensure the mountain doesn't collapse or the ground doesn't sink; this is simply making things difficult for me."
"Underground within the entire Daze Mountain, there are a total of 13,488 Blood God Children, all simultaneously working on excavating the mountain and constructing magic arrays. I am personally overseeing all of this."
Modi said calmly, then took a sip of tea.
The prophet and Lanlanlu opened their mouths, finding it difficult to refute.
He continued, "At this rate, in another ten days, we will be able to complete our first engineering objective: hollowing out the underground mountain and setting up an anti-gravity array."
"The second project, installing the alchemy engine, can now be arranged."
The prophet scratched her face, as if she could see a bleak future waiting for her, and stared at him with dead fish eyes.
"Don't look at me like that. There are another ten thousand of me who will be sent to assist with the project."
These ten thousand Blood God Children were collected by Mo Di before he descended upon the Qiancang Realm.
The specific raw material was the Golden Wolf Soldiers who slaughtered Jingzhou.
Gathering the Blood God Child was indeed not as fast as direct killing.
At the same time, in Tianyong City, which was being targeted by the Blood God Cult, a basement that no one could find was the location of another Master.
Zhao Cheng suddenly opened his eyes and sat up in shock in bed.
"Where am I? Wasn't I being chased by Yao Qian's henchmen? How come...?"
He looked around at the dilapidated walls and the hard, cold stone bed beneath him, his expression dazed.
Then he remembered everything, and his face showed a mixture of excitement and agitation.
"The war between ghosts and immortals has only just begun; I haven't left the battlefield yet, and the final winner hasn't been decided!"
Zhao Cheng excitedly raised his right hand and saw three red lines on it, which made him even more excited.
"Unexpectedly, I was resurrected, and even reborn at a crucial juncture in my life. In my previous life, I was the first to be eliminated in the Ghost Immortal War, and after returning to reality, I was relentlessly pursued by the demon Qian."
"In this life, I will win the final victory, and then... take my revenge."
Thinking of the enemies who wiped out his entire family, and the demon Qian who chased him to the ends of the earth, a trace of hatred flashed in Zhao Cheng's eyes.
"There's no time to lose; I must summon the ghost immortal as soon as possible."
He glanced at the chains binding his hands and feet, a look of disdain flashing in his eyes.
If it were him in the past, he naturally wouldn't have been able to solve these problems, but things are different now.
The cowardly man is already dead.
He used a secret technique to break the iron chains binding him, then bit his finger and used his blood to draw a magic circle on the ground.
He caught the faintest sound; it was the sound of someone coming downstairs.
Zhao Cheng knew that the people who had imprisoned him and plotted to seize his Zhao family's secret treasure trove had arrived.
Without hesitation, he quickly began chanting the incantation.
The magic circle began to glow, illuminating the dim basement.