I Can Infinitely Synthesize Transcendent Genes

Misty Shadow Wind Blade swept through recklessly.

The scene plunged into an eerie silence, as if even the air itself exuded a pungent scent of blood.

Lin Yuennan couldn’t hear anything, her vision stripped away into pitch darkness, leaving only the sound of her own racing heartbeat.

What happened just now?

Why did all the sounds suddenly stop?

Lin Yuennan, lying in a mud pit, in despair, couldn’t care less about her usual makeup and attire; a single thought emerged… Was the Demon King dead?

She staggered to her feet.

As the dust before her eyes gradually cleared, she finally saw she was amidst ruins, with the unblinking eyes of the dead staring at her.

A shiver ran down Lin Yuennan’s spine, her knuckles turned white from gripping her hands, and though her face was stricken with fear, she looked unexpectedly resolute.

Dragging her disheveled body, she stepped by step until she reached the Leather Scroll, bent down to pick it up, her face slowly breaking into a smile.

“The inheritance has finally come into my hands!”

“Pfft!”

Lin Yuennan’s smile couldn’t maintain itself on her face for more than a few seconds, as a sword suddenly pierced through her heart.

A bearded man snatched the scroll and turned to leave without lingering a second longer on Lin Yuennan’s body.

But before he could leave, his clothes were grabbed.

Turning his head, he saw the unwilling Lin Yuennan, whom he had just stabbed, clutching the hem of his clothes, refusing to let go.

“You brought this on yourself, don’t blame me,” he said, as his sword struck down once more, and Lin Yuennan’s body tumbled away.

The bearded man grabbed the Leather Scroll and ran off, but soon footsteps followed him; his face changed, and without looking back, he bolted.

“Don’t run!”

A group of people chased after him.

Meanwhile.

Atop a towering ancient tree in the forest, Pei Jinye silently watched everything unfold.

“The bait has been cast, now to wait for the Simon Association to take the bait.”

Just then.

News came from Silver Art.

[The Simon Association has shown up…]

…

Inside the room.

Hong Luo looked at Silver Art: “How is it, what did the Demon King say?”

“He asked us to go back and compile a report on the Sand Flame Association,” replied Silver Art.

“Huh??” Hong Luo turned back, puzzled, “So that’s it for the Simon Association?”

“The Demon King has his own plans,” Silver Art yawned, “I’m hungry.”

Hong Luo subconsciously rubbed her belly, “Sister Silver Art, can you treat me to hot pot?”

Silver Art tilted her head.

“Let’s go.”

…

The clash at Broken Cloud Mountain lasted until 8:47 pm.

Pei Jinye checked the time.

Members of the Simon Association finally arrived, albeit late.

…

The flames soared to the sky, and gunpowder smoke filled the air.

The Simon Association’s men came prepared this time, with a dozen figures armed with specially made fire guns purchased from the black market.

“Who are you? Why are you attacking..”

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!”

But before the other side could finish speaking, Tu Xin and his squad opened fire without hesitation.

The wall that the opponents were backing against was immediately blasted into rubble, and the Simon Association’s men fired together with resolute ferocity.

Sparks scattered, illuminating half of the forest in red.

Soon, the entire group of opponents was annihilated.

Tu Xin held the scroll in his hands, with his people gathered around him as he spread it open, revealing a set of sword techniques inscribed on it.

Tu Xin’s eyes narrowed.

“President, is this inheritance genuine?”

Tu Xin pondered, “Rumor has it that the Lord of Lotus Island had a powerful Sword Immortal behind him; perhaps this swordsmanship really is that Immortal’s inheritance…”

“Would the Sword Dominator Association give up the inheritance so easily?” someone exclaimed in surprise.

Another person understood, “With such immense pressure… now it’s not just us making a move, people from Southern Continent Nagano have also arrived…”

“True, I’ve heard that the Gongsun Family from Nagano has offered ten million plus a mid-to-high-grade weapon for the Sword Dominator’s head. Surely many will come for it. If he kept the inheritance to himself any longer, he would have been just waiting to die.”

“But… is he dead this time? We haven’t seen him for half the day.”

“Someone said he died at the foot of Broken Cloud Mountain… the Nandu Lin Family made a move, but I think I saw the body of that girl Lin Yuennan.”

“In such a chaotic battle… it’s normal for anyone to die.”

Someone suddenly turned to Tu Xin, “President, what do we do next?”

“Find a secluded place. I keep my word; everyone will get a copy,” said Tu Xin decisively.

The group stirred with excitement.

But before they could leave, another group of people burst into the mountain’s entrance, and a fierce battle ensued once again.

“Retreat!”

Tu Xin shouted with a grim expression.

The group retreated swiftly.

Rushing to the vehicle, they floored the gas pedal and sped away.

Faint sounds of gunfire and the echoes of arrows hitting the tail of the vehicle could be heard in the distance.

But in the end, the group managed to escape.

…

Over the Dark Sea, a stone statue surfaced.

Number[035] said, “I heard the Simon Association’s men have stolen what belonged to the Lord of Lotus Island. Do you know about this, [055]?”

Surprised voices echoed nearby, “Really stolen? How about Sword Dominator? Wasn’t he said to be very powerful? Did the President of Simon Association really kill him?”

Above the Dark Sea, debate raged.

Number[055] didn’t appear for a long time.

…

Meanwhile, inside Broken Cloud Mountain.

After shaking off their pursuers, Tu Xin and his men arrived at their location in the North Suburb.

“Don’t head back to the city center. The news has likely spread by now. Let’s go to our secret base, hurry with the impressions, and run if you can, or no one will escape,” came Tu Xin’s voice from the communicator.