I Can Infinitely Synthesize Transcendent Genes

Chapter 293: [234-235] The existence of God! The provocateur has arrived! (Asking for monthly tickets and support)_4
“Higher-dimensional beings? Has the Federation really developed for so long without being able to detect their presence?”

“What difference would it make if they did?” the Bai Hu woman said softly, “An ant finds you, and it might take only a slight movement on your part to crush it to death. Such actions are meaningless to us… but,”

the Bai Hu woman suddenly continued, “There are gods among human beings, true gods evolved from humans. That is also the origin of our Old Gods Association.”

Pei Jinye dared not make a sound.

Because the woman in front of him appeared to be brainwashed, just like the Faceless Elder had been.

“The existence of gods is ancient… so ancient that we do not even know how long they have lived… However, likewise, our connection with Them cannot sustain, and They are indifferent to our world…”

Just as the Bai Hu woman was speaking, she suddenly changed the topic, “I am becoming more interested in you… If the other party really is a wounded god, do you know… simply acquiring a drop of Their lifeblood could transform you completely.”

Pei Jinye seemed somewhat interested.

The Bai Hu woman turned around, “I will inform the other Elders about this matter. Given its importance, it must not be disclosed.”

“Yes!” the Spirit Fox kneeled on one knee.

Pei Jinye just nodded slightly, showing respect.

For a moment.

The Spirit Fox appeared to breathe a sigh of relief. She looked at Pei Jinye with a strange light flashing in her beautiful eyes.

“Demon King, if the other party really is a god and you manage to survive Their wrath, do you know what that means?

It means that you must possess some unique characteristic.

Once the Elders confirm Their existence, your status as a God Son in the Old Gods Association might become solidified, and you might win the bets of the Elders.”

The Spirit Fox seemed somewhat interested.

But Pei Jinye didn’t seem to understand.

The Spirit Fox just smiled. Of course, she didn’t believe that the Demon King, who was favored by Elder Wuji, would be a naive fool. She gave Pei Jinye a deep look and disconnected from the video call.

Pei Jinye’s expression became neutral again.

The interest he had shown in that terrible creature was just a facade.

He had no desire to actually acquire blood from it.

According to the memories…

The other party’s blood clearly contained potent toxins. Moreover, it was very likely that if he established a connection with them, he could be suppressed by the terrifying spiritual power.

If he couldn’t withstand it, death would be the only outcome.

But if he could withstand it, then indeed, he would become a god.

Anyway, let whoever wants to deal with it do so; Pei Jinye had no intention of getting involved.

He intended to Devour his memories honestly, advance toward the third form, stealthily grow stronger… and then crush and Devour those who coveted his body, one after another.

Turning around.

Pei Jinye walked out of the room.

He happened to spot a figure leaning against the wall.

Familiar memories drifted by.

Pei Jinye felt as though he’d returned to the time when he first joined the organization.

Sister Silver Art raised her head, “Demon King.”

Pei Jinye nodded and walked over.

“No matter, aren’t you going back?”

“Going back.” Sister Silver Art tilted her head, “Are you alright?”

“I’m surviving, slowly recovering,” Pei Jinye gestured.

Little Red Luo came bouncing over, holding a piece of cake and happily eating it. She took a bite before asking Pei Jinye, “Do you want some?”

“Sure.” Pei Jinye pretended to bite.

Little Red Luo jumped in fright, “I already ate from it and you still want some! Sister Silver Art, he’s so bad.”

“Speak normally,” Sister Silver Art said calmly with her head tilted.

Little Red Luo: “…”

Pei Jinye clicked his tongue, “Little Red Luo, from the way you are… aren’t you deliberately acting cute?”

Little Red Luo immediately puffed up her cheeks in anger.

Pei Jinye laughed and didn’t say anything more, signaling to Sister Silver Art, “Let’s go.”

Sister Silver Art waved her hand.

Little Red Luo hid behind her, making faces at someone’s retreating figure.

…

At ten o’clock at night.

Pei Jinye suddenly received a call from Lin Xiawei.

“People from the Gongsun Family have arrived, specifically asking to see you.”

Pei Jinye raised his eyebrows slightly, “They waited so long and came at this hour; they are quite anxious.”

“…Do you know Gu Wutong from Group Seven?” Lin Xiawei seemed to be looking at something, “People from the Gongsun Family were scolded away by him.”

“…”

Pei Jinye tugged at the corner of his mouth, “I sometimes share meals with him. Aren’t the Gongsun Family preparing to fight?”

“It looks like…” Lin Xiawei paused for a moment, “Gu Wutong chased after them.”

“What’s he up to?” Pei Jinye stood by the roadside, ready to hail a taxi.

Then Lin Xiawei’s voice came through, “He made the Gongsun Family’s young lady cry… Okay, the people from the Gongsun Family got into their car and left, looks like you won’t be having your battle tonight.”

“…”