497 Adding Points to Paragon-Phase (1/2)

Blood rained down, forming a horrifying scene.

Feng Lin stood amidst it, and an invisible field expelled all the blood outside, allowing him to not come into contact with the blood.

Bang!

A figure fell strongly into the ground, amidst the flesh and blood, breathing very weakly. Who else could it be but Kennard?

Right now, he was all bones. His blood and vital energy had taken a huge blow, and the creation cells had completely broken his body. His life signs were plunging rapidly, and he soon plummeted from the elite adept realm.

Adept, grand cultivator, elite cultivator...

Very soon, it reached rock bottom, and he wasn't even comparable to a normal person.

The creation cells' backlash caused him to lose all of his cultivation. Right now, it was even an issue of whether his life could be saved!

However, Feng Lin wasn't planning on letting him die just like that.

Kennard was a renowned genetic grandmaster in the Heaven Reaching Pagoda. If he were to disappear without a trace just like that, it'd likely bring about a huge commotion.

Although he wasn't scared, he couldn't be bothered to get himself into trouble.

And the most important thing was that Kennard's remaining value hadn't been completely depleted.

Although Feng Lin had already gotten his hands on a large part of the secrets behind the creation cells, how could it be compared to having the inventor himself telling him everything in detail?

Feng Lin beckoned with his hand and the unconscious body instantly floated up, landing on his hand.

Feng Lin put in a pill into Kennard's mouth, keeping him alive.

Next, Feng Lin raised both his hands and countless fragments—flesh and blood, murky water—were all cleaned up.

The laboratory was clean once again as if the great battle hadn't taken place at all. Under the effect of his spirit force, all the traces were wiped clean and everything was restored...

Only those apparatus ceased to exist and the blank space felt a little empty.

Feng Lin sat down on the ground, cross-legged, working to regain his origin qi.

He continued until Kennard woke up. After a while, Kennard saw Feng Lin the moment he opened his eyes, and he almost gasped aloud.

A pair of mysterious-looking eyes entered his vision, and an invisible spirit force invaded his mind. His consciousness once again sank into a state of disarray.

A voice rang out from the horizons, interrogating his heart.

”Reveal the secrets to the creation cells!”

Kennard's eyes were white and showed no signs of resistance as he said, ”The creation cells are the greatest creation in mythological genetic engineering. Through the methods that bring about atvatism…”

He revealed all the secrets in succession.

Genetic potential +1,200, +1,300, +1,400...

This high-level knowledge about mythological genes was instantly turned into Feng Lin's strength, allowing his potential to keep on increasing. Very soon, the total amount of his potential had broken through the 50,000 threshold.

Not only had Feng Lin managed to obtain a tremendous amount of mythological knowledge on this trip, but just the increment in his potential alone was sufficient for him to make huge progress.

By the time Kennard had revealed all the mythological knowledge he knew of, Feng Lin's free genetic points had already been increased to six points.

”This is what the creation cells are? So that's it!” After finding out all the secrets, Feng Lin was struck by a great feeling of comprehension.

What they called the ultimate technique might tend to seem deep and unfathomable, but once one grasped the crux behind it, they would have the feeling that it was nothing fancy.

Right now, there were no secrets about the creation cells that Feng Lin didn't know of anymore.

”From now onward, you'll forget about all this! I don't know you, and you don't know me!” Feng Lin's voice sounded hollow and distant, resonating in the deepest part of Kennard's heart.

He wore a hint of a struggle and then said, ”Yes, I'll forget all this! I don't know you...”

Feng Lin nodded and then turned to head out without any hesitation. He didn't even throw a glance at the ball that was formed from creation cells.

After understanding all the knowledge and combining them with his own mythological knowledge, Feng Lin now clearly understood everything. Although this ball might seem to be the greatest work in Kennard's view, it was just a failed product.

What he wanted was something better!

After Feng Lin's figure disappeared, Kennard stared upward listlessly for very long before he came back to his senses.

He got up with great difficulty and looked around in a daze. ”What happened? Why am I laying down on the ground?...”

As if he had suddenly thought of something, Kennard immediately jumped up. ”My creation cells!”

He quickly ran over. When he saw the ball soaking in the solution in the breeding cabin, unharmed, he heaved a sigh of relief.

Kennard stuck his face close onto the translucent alloy wall before he laughed silently, feeling obsession, infatuated, delirious...

Everything that took place in the surroundings had been completely forgotten by him.