I Can Infinitely Synthesize Transcendent Genes

Friends of the Southern Continent, the lifelong companions of Pei Mou… I can hardly bear to part with you.

“Sir, Mr. Han has arrived at the office,” the young man, who had previously helped Pei Jinye with his meal card, said cautiously.

Pei Jinye nodded kindly, “What is your honorable surname?”

“You flatter me, sir, just call me Little Horse,” the young man said cautiously.

“Is a talent like yours for transmission rare? It’s the first time I’ve encountered it,” Pei Jinye said amiably as if chatting with an old friend.

Little Horse laughed dryly, “It’s okay, it’s okay.”

Seemingly recalling something, Little Horse hesitated before saying, “I remember some time ago, one of the Youdu Thirteen Madmen, ranked seventh, Wen Yi was also capable of space transmission, which is why we failed to capture him several times.”

“Youdu Thirteen Madmen? That is certainly a bold name,” Pei Jinye chuckled, “Couldn’t his Transcendent powers be blocked?”

“They are too cunning. They flee at the slightest hint of trouble, and our people often come up empty-handed,” Little Horse shook his head helplessly.

Pei Jinye inquired with interest, “What are these thirteen madmen by trade?”

“They started as bandits years ago, were eliminated several times, and later became pirates in the Southern Continent. In the past two years, who knows what opportunities they encountered; they returned home a while ago and massacred a local wealthy merchant’s family, using brutal methods, slaying all the men and… ah, a bunch of beasts…”

Pei Jinye seemed thoughtful.

The two talked as they walked along.

Soon, Little Horse stopped in front of a door, and Pei Jinye went in alone.

At this moment, Pei Jinye had already changed into a fresh set of clothes.

Seeing Mr. Han again was just a matter of a few hours, but to both, it seemed like everything had changed.

“You’ve worked hard,” Mr. Han said softly, “Guo Feiyu’s sister has been successfully moved. I heard you killed off the Lu Family’s people; are you hurt?”

“Just minor injuries, the main problem was that it drained a lot of my strength,” Pei Jinye didn’t finish his sentence when Mr. Han pushed a freshly poured cup of tea toward him.

“Thank you, I’m not thirsty.”

“It’s Spiritual Tea.”

No sooner had Mr. Han finished speaking than Pei Jinye had already picked up the teacup and swallowed the tea in one gulp.

Mr. Han paused.

Pei Jinye smiled somewhat “embarrassedly.”

With a hint of teasing, Mr. Han said softly, “You don’t mind that the tea is freshly poured and hot?”

Pei Jinye flashed a simple smile, “Could Mr. Han pour me another cup?”

The teasing smile on Mr. Han’s lips twitched at that moment.

“The Talisman Bead?”

“The uses are exhausted,” Pei Jinye ventured.

“Let me have a look.”

Seeing Mr. Han indomitable, Pei Jinye felt a bit itchy in his gums.

Mr. Han took the Talisman Bead in hand, “You used all three blessings, did you run into some trouble?”

“I used two against the Lu Family’s men. The last one was when I met a mysterious and powerful figure… It was also because of him that I was slightly delayed,” Pei Jinye stated “truthfully.”

What he spoke of was indeed the truth.

He simply omitted some details that couldn’t be shared.

Without any change in demeanor, Mr. Han said, “Describe the last person you encountered.”

“He rushed at me riding an Earth Dragon. At first, I even thought the Python Essence had taken human form…” Pei Jinye briefly described Tuoba Zhenglian.

“Indeed, it’s him,” Mr. Han nodded in acknowledgment, “He’s the leader of the Western Fire League Red Sword Hall, Tuoba Zhenglian, with considerable strength. And you managed to come back alive from his clutches…”

“By luck. Later another mysterious master appeared, and I took the opportunity to find a chance to escape…” Pei Jinye went on to describe the appearance of the mysterious master.

But this time Mr. Han was silent.

Pei Jinye didn’t believe Mr. Han could recognize the master he had made up on the spot.

Sure enough, Mr. Han was taken in, his gaze pensive, “Just this afternoon, the Red Sword Hall established by the Western Fire League in the Southern Continent was invaded by a mysterious organization…”

“Is that so?” Pei Jinye looked over in surprise, “What happened in the end? Did this Tuoba Zhenglian go back afterward?”

“The Southern Continent side has sealed the news,” Mr. Han shook his head, “Never mind, those are issues for the Southern Continent to worry about, not for us to concern ourselves with. Now that the Lu Family matter is resolved, I’ll make good on my promise to you.”

Pei Jinye wasn’t concerned with these issues, his gaze fixed on the Talisman Bead in Mr. Han’s hands, silent.

Mr. Han seemed to notice, lifting the Talisman Bead, “Do you really want it?”

Pei Jinye nodded emphatically without ambiguity.

Mr. Han seemed contemplative, “There are clear regulations on the use of Sealing Objects from the records; unless Elder Cui intervenes, which would be rather untimely to bother him with.”

What’s so inappropriate about that… Pei Jinye muttered under his breath.

As if he hadn’t heard, Mr. Han fiddled with the Talisman Bead and chuckled, “You performed so well on this mission, if I didn’t give you the Talisman Bead, wouldn’t I seem too stingy?”

“Is Mr. Han truly going to gift it to me?” Pei Jinye’s eyes sparkled slightly.

Calmly, Mr. Han said, “Once I complete the procedures on my end, the item will naturally be delivered into your hands.”

“Mr. Han is generous,” Pei Jinye said, still curious, “This talisman has lost its energy, so if it needs new energy charged into it, does it require a Talisman Master?”

“Correct,” Mr. Han nodded, “Are you interested?”

Pei Jinye smiled “embarrassedly,” “You make me laugh, Mr. Han. If you don’t mind, could this humble one observe and broaden his horizons when the time comes?”