I Can Infinitely Synthesize Transcendent Genes

He dared to kill Jiang Suhu, so a nobody with methods and status inferior to Jiang Suhu’s really couldn’t raise his interest at all.

Even Brother Bi said, “Chief Lin is really steady, if it were Xie Zuxin or Old Qiu, they definitely couldn’t withstand the pressure from the Jiang family.”

“What’s Chief Lin’s background?” Zhou Ye couldn’t help but ask as he ate his skewer.

Brother Bi smiled and glanced at Pei Jinye across from him before he scolded Zhou Ye with a smile, “What does it matter where he comes from? The chief is awesome enough to protect you, and that’s all that matters.”

“That’s true.”

After the late-night snack ended.

Brother Bi and Zhou Ye took Pei Jinye to the station, “It’s just a press on the pedal, are you really not going to let us drive you home?”

“You guys should go back, it’s getting late.”

Pei Jinye waved his hand.

He took out his phone and looked at Jiang Lingsu’s messages without any change in his expression.

Focused on the latest message.

Sister Silver Art: [Demon King, Heaven God’s people are intercepting our goods…]

Pei Jinye exhaled lightly in his heart.

[Where are you?]

[No.48 Gezhi Road, we are surrounded and need a safe evacuation route.]

Right there, Pei Jinye used his ability of Heavenly Calculation, and through the electronic eye, he could only see the edge of the area with flickering firelight…

He could understand.

Silver Art and the others had likely tried to avoid Xing Tian’s surveillance, so they must have stayed out of the cameras’ reach.

He estimated the time.

[I’m nearby, should arrive in three minutes.]

Silver Art: [Three minutes will be enough.]

Pei Jinye put away his phone and moved swiftly.

In the dark night, he activated Shadow Drive.

Even a wall in front of him was effortlessly penetrated.

The shortest distance between two points, demonstrated to its fullest.

…

On the riverbank, more than a dozen fleeing figures intertwined constantly.

Hong Luo’s face was pale as she stepped back twice, “I’ve been targeted. It’s infuriating!”

Silver Art’s expression remained calm as she merely said one thing, “Two minutes and forty seconds.”

Hong Luo looked up in surprise, “You think the Demon King can really make it on time?”

“Yes.”

Silver Art’s response was as concise as ever. She took a step forward, and the assailants from Sky God International approaching her were cut in half at the waist.

Hong Luo couldn’t understand this unreasonable trust.

She could only shrug and say, “If you say so, then that’s it. Anyway, I only believe in you.”

She raised her hand.

Earthen spikes suddenly burst from the ground before her, sweeping away the killers around Silver Art.

But the next moment.

A burly man in black from Sky God International suddenly let out a roar. As his Vitality surged, muscles on his legs rapidly swelled, carrying a ferocious momentum as he fiercely broke through the blocking earth spikes.

“He Hu, one of the Thirteen Protectors of Sky God International, be very careful of his legs.”

As violent whooshing filled the air, Hong Luo’s earthen spikes were detonated upon touch, infuriating the young girl into bouncing and hopping around, her pigtails bristling with rage.

As He Hu was about to charge and kill this bothersome little dwarf, Silver Art swept in from the side, her entire being enveloped in surging silver light, and he swiftly leapt back.

Passing each other, he faintly heard that infamous blacklisted master whisper, “Two minutes and forty-five seconds.”

What two minutes and forty-five seconds?

He Hu was suspicious, but he still sneered sinisterly, “Silver Art, there’s no escape for you this time. Our people have been watching you for so many days, finally able to catch you all at once. Don’t expect anyone to save you, do you think the Lin Family Brothers went for nothing? Surrender now.”

Silver Art’s gaze was calm, extending her hand and wiping in front of her.

Silver light flashed.

He Hu snorted, “Stubborn fool!”

Rushing forward like he could shrink the ground beneath his feet, he quickly approached Silver Art, sidestepping the silver light before attempting to sweep a leg at her.

“Slash!”

The air exploded.

Silver Art once again deployed the silver light.

The two moved continually at high speed, each dodging the other’s most fierce attacks.

Hong Luo was surrounded by several killers.

Not far away, only the last four of the initial fifteen masked death warriors from the Old Gods Association remained.

This battle was particularly fierce.

A sinister smile hooked on He Hu’s lips.

“Bang!”

Suddenly, an intense explosion came from a distance, and the wall shattered into many pieces of debris.

“Huh?”

He Hu’s heart raced.

He thought he saw something, but it wasn’t very clear.

But soon, the black object that peeked out of the wall gasped out difficultly, “Run… run fast…”

Who was he telling to run?

The people from the Old Gods Association showed no sign of movement.

He Hu had a bad feeling in his heart.

The next second, the man who was still struggling to provide a warning was pulled back violently by something terrifying, suddenly vanishing into the darkness behind the wall, completely silent.

He Hu felt his heart skip a beat, momentarily wounded by Silver Art, the pain from the bloody gash on his arm reigniting his fighting spirit.

But before he could react.

With a “swoosh,” a corpse was thrown out from behind the wall.

It landed among the blood, splashing a pattern of crimson.

He Hu saw it clearly.

His eyes suddenly widened to their limits.

“Lin… Lin Jun!”

Lin Jun’s chest was torn open with a bloody hole, his eyes wide open in terror, dead but not closed in peace.

A lightning bolt seemed to flash through He Hu’s mind.

He suddenly understood…

The person who issued the warning just now was Lin Jun!

He…

“Three minutes.”

Right when Sister Silver Art silently reached the third minute, a figure slowly emerged from the gloomy alley, holding a killer in each hand. He effortlessly snapped their necks and casually threw them aside.

“I’ve taken care of those who set up the ambush at the road entrance.” Tonight, Pei Jinye’s face lacked a mask but had an addition of a black bloodstained cloth covering his face, barely concealing his remarkably delicate features.

“Demon King?” Hong Luo was somewhat surprised that he arrived on time and couldn’t help but glance at Silver Art.

Silver Art rarely smiled with her eyes: “I told you he would come. Though his temper can be foul at times, he keeps his word.”

“Demon King?”

Hearing the conversation between the two, He Hu couldn’t help taking a step back to look at Pei Jinye: “You… You’re supposed to be dead, aren’t you?”

“Retreat!”

As soon as he said it,

he turned and ran.

Lin Jun brought more than a dozen elite assassins, and they were all taken care of by this man who was supposed to be dead.

Who knows if any other powerful figures from the Old Gods Association might suddenly appear.

He was nearly cursing Sky God International’s intelligence officer to death in his heart. The intelligence report didn’t mention… that the Demon King was still alive, and even more absurdly powerful!!!

[Didn’t the previous report claim that the Demon King was just a logistical member?]

[Lin Jun was taken out by him; how the hell is that still logistical? Stupid intelligence officer!!!]

Clang!

A fine steel long sword was drawn, and cold light flashed brilliantly.

Pei Jinye’s blade was even faster than He Hu’s retreat… The ice-cold blade ripped through the air, bringing a sweeping gust that made Silver Art and Hong Luo’s hair stand on end.

The next second.

Pei Jinye and He Hu’s figures slammed from south to north through a series of walls, each bursting apart from the impact.

“Fuck, the Demon King is so badass,” praised Hong Luo.

Silver Art tilted her head: “Don’t swear.”

Hong Luo stuck out her tongue, bent a finger, and started harvesting the remaining low-level killer goons.

…

The night was still.

Thick smoke billowed up into the sky.

He Hu’s eyes gradually dimmed.

Amidst the flood of countless memories, Pei Jinye slowly opened his eyes.

Three new lines of information appeared on the attribute panel.

[Adding Extraordinary-Human Genes: Form · Barbaric Leg]

[New Extraordinary Ability: Like Flying (Leg strength and speed enhanced threefold)]

[Adding Extraordinary Skill…]

The previous eradication of Lin Jun granted him the [Instrument·Sword] Extraordinary Talent, which somewhat compensated for Pei Jinye’s lack of a unique Talent in swordsmanship.

It seemed that from now on, practicing swordsmanship would be even more like a fish in water.

After devouring He Hu’s Transcendent ability, Pei Jinye didn’t linger and immediately returned to the street corner, just in time to see Silver Art finishing off the last killer.

“Take your comrades’ bodies and retreat!”

Pei Jinye noticed Silver Art wanted to say something, his gaze pressing down as he spoke in a low voice: “When I came, I noticed the Night Patrol Department’s convoy was assembling. Little tricks won’t hold them for long; let’s retreat to a safe area first.”

Silver Art nodded.

After the dead warriors threw a few Eccentric Lightning bombs, they picked up their comrades’ bodies and quickly retreated with Pei Jinye and the other two executives.

…

Fifteen minutes later.

In a courtyard near the North Suburb, who would have thought there was a hidden passage here? The passage went all directions, making it very easy for those unaware of the details to get lost, hence leading the team this time was Hong Luo.

Pei Jinye felt he was moving underground for no more than twenty minutes, and when he climbed up from the escalator, he found himself in the back office of a bar in the city.

The dead warriors left with their comrades’ bodies.

“You scared me to death; I thought you two were really going to hang back there tonight,” said Sea Words as he quickly entered the room, his face conveying a sense of surviving a catastrophe as he looked at the three of them, then suddenly exclaimed, “Is this the Demon King? I’m not used to seeing you without a mask.”

Silver Art and Hong Luo both looked towards Pei Jinye.

Pei Jinye turned around and took out Ghost Face Mask from the drawer and covered it up.

“What happened tonight?”

Ignoring the gazes from everyone, Pei Jinye was indifferent.

“We were tasked with transporting a hard drive when we ran into people from Sky God International on the way,” Silver Art replied earnestly.

Hong Luo and Sea Words exchanged glances.

“An Insider?” Pei Jinye raised an eyebrow: “Otherwise, how could the information have been leaked?”

Silver Art adjusted her mask, frustrated: “I don’t know, it’s just very strange.”

Hearing this, Sea Words said, “I’ve already reported this to the higher-ups; they will investigate soon. You are all worn out, get some rest. I’ll handle the situation with the bodies.”

Holding back a yawn, Hong Luo sneaked a glance at Pei Jinye.

Pei Jinye turned and was ready to leave.

Suddenly, he stopped again.

“Oh, and don’t forget to credit my contribution.”

“Absolutely, take care, Lord Demon King,” Sea Words bobbed his head subserviently; the last time he met this man, his life nearly ended by his hands.

Silver Art followed Pei Jinye as they left.

The drizzle began to fall gently.

Silver Art stood in the rain, idly lifting her hand, but before she could look up at the sky, she was pulled to the side.

“What are you thinking about?”

Silver Art turned around only to find Hong Luo there, puzzled: “Where’s the Demon King?”

“Didn’t he just say goodbye to you? You’re zoning out,” said Hong Luo.

Silver Art scratched her head, perplexed: “I don’t know what happened, I just suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu…”

Hong Luo sneezed, “Sister Silver Art, I’m so hungry.”

“Me too, then eat… instant noodles?”

“…”