King of Assassins-Chapter 61: Interference

Facing Yun Qingshang’s skeptical gaze, Gao Xuan grinned: "You seemed a bit tense, so I wanted to lighten the mood. Not nervous anymore, right?"

Yun Qingshang replied calmly, "I’m not nervous, just a bit itchy hands."

"Hehehe..."

Gao Xuan quickly shifted to the main topic: "This piece of Black Dragon Scale should be refined with Spiritual Power. At the right time, I’ll help you inject the Skywalker Gene Potion."

Yun Qingshang nodded, sitting cross-legged, placing the Black Dragon Scale on her forehead, already communicating with it through Spiritual Power.

In terms of Spiritual Power, Yun Qingshang was naturally nowhere near Gao Xuan.

According to Gao Xuan’s estimation, Yun Qingshang’s Spiritual Power was about eighteen points, which was already considered extraordinarily gifted, far surpassing her peers.

The harsh training at the base wasn’t just a torment to the body but also a strain on the spirit. Those who survived were all spiritually strong. Yet the unique experiences made all trainees’ temperaments unusual.

Yun Qingshang was like this, even more so for Gao Xuan. Normal people would have been eliminated long ago in this brutal training.

With Yun Qingshang’s Spiritual Power subtly oscillating, she gradually resonated with the Black Dragon Scale.

The Black Dragon Scale, as hard as a turtle shell, slowly integrated into Yun Qingshang’s forehead.

A wisp of black aura spread over Yun Qingshang’s body.

Yun Qingshang’s skin was originally snow-white, but after a genetic sequence evolution, it became even more fair and lustrous.

Now her whole body turned black, as if coated in ink. But this blackness wasn’t dull; instead, it radiated a kind of light.

After about two hours, Yun Qingshang’s black shiny skin began to differentiate into small scale-like patches.

It looked like she was wrapped in a layer of black snakeskin. Even Yun Qingshang’s face showed fine scales.

Now Yun Qingshang looked a bit terrifying.

Even Gao Xuan felt a chill down his spine, not out of fear, but because human genes have a strong innate caution for snake-like beings.

Yun Qingshang’s features were still beautiful, but the snakeskin-like scales completely ruined the aesthetic.

Gao Xuan suddenly thought of Xu Xian, the legendary man known for his snake encounters, a real man, a pure man.

Gao Xuan was also a bit worried. If Yun Qingshang’s skin became scale-like, it would greatly increase her physical strength.

However, having scale-like skin is a mutation, more harmful than beneficial for Yun Qingshang.

Besides the aesthetic issue, it would significantly impact Yun Qingshang’s cultivation.

If the skin becomes scale-like, it means she has taken the path of Dragon Transformation. Ultimately, she would transform into a non-human life form.

For humans, mutation is a wrong path. Temporary power gains come at the cost of losing human form and sensations, ultimately becoming an alien.

Humans can only reach the top levels by maintaining the purest human form. This has been proven over thousands of years.

Of course, only those standing at the pinnacle of power know this truth.

Pinnacle powerhouses hope to see more mutations, more wrong choices.

In the path of evolution, any deductions hold little meaning. Only by real evolution and mutation can problems be found, and better paths discovered.

Gao Xuan had already made this very clear to Yun Qingshang.

During low-tier mutations, it’s crucial to control oneself and reject all non-human evolutionary paths.

The snake-like scales on the skin gradually peeled off and disappeared, only to reappear again.

After repeating a dozen times, the snakeskin disappeared completely.

Yun Qingshang mostly returned to her original state, except her body temperature became very low.

Without a thermometer, Gao Xuan could accurately sense Yun Qingshang’s body temperature: 16.11 degrees.

By this time, it was already ten in the morning.

After an entire night of mutation, Yun Qingshang had consumed a lot of Spiritual Power and Source Power, and looked pale, in a very poor physical state.

Seeing the time was about right, Gao Xuan took out the Skywalker Gene Potion and injected it into Yun Qingshang’s vein.

The next ten hours were crucial; Yun Qingshang’s genetic sequence would undergo re-optimization and reordering, completing a leap in her life level.

As for the tracking agent in the Genetic Potion, it only emitted a weak location signal. Gao Xuan’s Six-winged Celestial Cicada could sense electronic information and directly destroy the tracking agent signal.

Gao Xuan wasn’t surprised; Wei Yue wasn’t some benevolent person, and naturally had a strong wariness towards his sudden appearance.

Using minor tactics was expected. The tracking agent would not affect the Genetic Potion.

At this time, the most important thing was to maintain a quiet and stable state, preventing Yun Qingshang from being disturbed by external forces.

Unfortunately, some things are always out of control.

At two in the afternoon, Gao Xuan suddenly sensed something; there was trouble.

The opposing force was too weak, posing no threat to him, which was why he only sensed it now.

"It’s An Hu..."

Gao Xuan didn’t need any judgment, just the Six-winged Celestial Cicada’s profound sensing, and he immediately identified the other’s identity.

Gao Xuan could understand An Hu’s motivation, wanting to avenge Jiang Xuejun, suppress the arrogant lower-echelon civilians, and protect his position as the head of the Sword Dojo.

Reasonable, and it made sense.

At another time, Gao Xuan wouldn’t mind.

In this world, such conflicts and contradictions always exist and can never be avoided. The higher he stands, the more intense these contradictions become.

But not now.

Gao Xuan’s killing intent was overflowing; he didn’t like such accidents. He instinctively wanted to go down and kill An Hu and his group.

But he calmed down, stepped out of the room, shut the door, and waited by the elevator entrance.

For Yun Qingshang’s safety, he couldn’t be too far. If anything happened to Yun Qingshang, he would still have time to handle it.

There was only one unit on this floor, and others didn’t have permission to access this level.

The reason Gao Xuan liked it here was that the apartment layout was relatively closed, quiet, and safe.

However, the elevator wouldn’t stop An Hu’s group. Coming from privileged backgrounds, they were part of society’s highest echelon, with high permissions.

An Hu could freely enter and exit such private elevators.

To prevent the group from disturbing Yun Qingshang, Gao Xuan chose to wait for them in the corridor.

Within minutes, the elevator chimed softly, and An Hu emerged with his group.

This group had over a dozen people, several clearly being An Hu’s friends around the same age, the rest all black-clad bodyguards, each with a stern expression and fully armed.

An Hu didn’t expect Gao Xuan to be at the elevator entrance. Seeing him, An Hu was briefly surprised before smiling joyfully: "Kid, were you waiting for me here? Hahaha..."

An Hu’s companions also curiously observed Gao Xuan. Dressed casually at home with no sunglasses, everyone could clearly see his face.

This bunch couldn’t help but marvel. Can a man really be so handsome!

They initially doubted An Hu’s words, but seeing him now, the guy could indeed live off his looks. No wonder he fooled Wei Zhenzhen, and rumor has it even Jiang Xuejun liked him a bit.

"Damn, this guy’s face looks so good, I almost want to peel it off and wear it myself!"

A youth with a cheeky demeanor exclaimed.

"Then peel it off, I know a good doctor, guaranteed to satisfy your craftsmanship. We could make a human skin mask, wear it for fun when going out to hook up with girls, hahaha..."

Another young man with black and red tattoos laughed exaggeratedly as he spoke.

"Shut up."

Gao Xuan said in a low voice, "Regardless of what you plan to do, turn around and leave quietly now. Whatever grudge, deal with it tomorrow."

Gao Xuan’s voice was filled with chilling killing intent. An invisible Spiritual Power enveloped the entire scene. The laughing youths were stunned by the killing aura, their expressions stiffening, unable to laugh.

They quickly realized something was amiss. They ran rampant in Mingjing City; no one dared challenge them. Some wild kid from the mountains dared to be so arrogant. Truly courting death.

The youth with black and red tattoos was especially irritated, pointing at Gao Xuan and shouting, "You damn bastard, tired of living!"