Two Realms Shuttle Gate: Don't Call Me a Demon! Chapter 447

Chapter 447: Chapter 300: Meat Tumor (Two updates of 8000 words each!)_2

But as push came to shove, he could only grit his teeth and drive Angry Grey Thunder to battle it out.

Bang!

The thousand-hand centipede crashed down, shaking the ground violently, and Angry Grey Thunder was directly blown away by the shockwave.

Zzzt!

A second later, Angry Grey Thunder stabilized its body, with sparks of electricity flickering on its surface, and a series of thunderbolts slammed down on the thousand-hand centipede.

The thousand-hand centipede raised its upper body, like a building of over a dozen floors casting large shadows, and the thunderbolts did not hurt it at all. They merely caused the chitin exoskeleton on its body surface to darken slightly.

Su Jie's divine skill was the Purple Cloud Heavenly Thunder, and the thousand-hand centipede had also inherited a bit of resistance to the Purple Cloud Heavenly Thunder. What's more, the thunderous power of Angry Grey Thunder was much less than Su Jie's Purple Cloud Heavenly Thunder.

Zhu Zhangqi didn't know this and, seeing the unharmed thousand-hand centipede, was instantly dumbfounded.

He was confident that Angry Grey Thunder, which he believed could contend with the Secret Realm, couldn't even break through Su Jie's poisonous insect's defense.

The thousand-hand centipede continued to advance, and Angry Grey Thunder swiftly evaded, looking for an opportunity to find the centipede's weak point.

In front of the thousand-hand centipede, the four-meter-tall Angry Grey Thunder looked just like a tiny fly.

In Zhu Zhangqi's mind, such a huge body of the thousand-hand centipede was undoubtedly very clumsy – that was Angry Grey Thunder's opportunity. If it found a weak point unprotected by the insect shell, it could surely hurt the centipede.

Blue Fury circled around the thousand-hand centipede, flying in loops, searching for the so-called weak points.

The thousand-hand centipede on the other hand bowed its head, curiously inspecting this small plaything.

Its hundreds of pale corpse hands beneath its belly stretched out continuously, like an intricate web of interlacing arms reaching out from all directions towards Angry Grey Thunder.

With agile maneuvers, Angry Grey Thunder dodged nimbly, leaving behind trails of sound barriers.

“I must find the weak point.”

Forehead slick with sweat, Zhu Zhangqi wanted to find an opportunity, but the thousand-hand centipede didn't give him that chance.

Having had its fun, the thousand-hand centipede flipped over, its skull-like face cracking open to shoot Purple Light Rays, trapping Angry Grey Thunder.

Despite its agility and speed, it couldn't evade such a number of Purple Light Rays. The high-temperature rays melted through the exoskeleton of Angry Grey Thunder, slowing it down a notch.

Zhu Zhangqi's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly controlled Angry Grey Thunder to ascend, flying above the clouds to try to use them as cover to dodge the Purple Light Rays.

But the thousand-hand centipede merely let out a low hiss and six pairs of wings grew from its back.

With a light flap of its wings, the centipede soared at a speed several times faster than Angry Grey Thunder, opening its gaping maw from beneath and trapping Angry Grey Thunder with its jaw-like pincers. The enormous biting force crushed it instantly, causing the body of the Fifth Grade Combat Puppet to fracture at the waist. It seemed it would only be a few seconds before the centipede could completely shatter Angry Grey Thunder.

“Xiao Qian, that's enough, don't ruin it for me,” Su Jie reminded. After all, it was made with fifty-eight thousand spirit stones, and it would be too wasteful to just crush it like this.

Hearing Su Jie's command, the thousand-hand centipede descended from the sky and landed in front of Su Jie. It spat out Angry Grey Thunder onto the ground, wagging its tail and shaking its head for praise from Su Jie.

Zhu Zhangqi was crestfallen, staring blankly at Angry Grey Thunder on the ground as if he couldn't believe his hard work was effortlessly crushed by the thousand-hand centipede as if it were a toy.

“Don't be so disheartened. Keep in mind, you were facing a Mid Grade Six Refinement poisonous insect. However, this Angry Grey Thunder of yours does indeed have flaws; its abilities are too simplistic. You don't understand the Secret Realm well enough. Relying on Angry Grey Thunder, you cannot contend with the Secret Realm. You need to continue learning and strive harder,” Su Jie said earnestly, patting Zhu Zhangqi on the shoulder.

He didn't overly criticize Zhu Zhangqi. If the disciples of the Puppet Hall in the Yunling Realm could easily create combat puppets with resources that could contend with the Secret Realm, then the Secret Realm Elders would be far too undervalued.

Zhu Zhangqi's spirits lifted a bit. He picked up Angry Grey Thunder from the ground and nodded vigorously, saying, “Hall Master, I understand. I will continue to improve Angry Grey Thunder and strive to earn your approval one day.”

“Besides Angry Grey Thunder, has there been any progress with the other puppets I assigned you to research?”

“Hall Master, the puppets we are researching are not particularly difficult, except for the Type Puppet–it's too large. We have never created a puppet of that size before. Such a puppet has virtually no mobility, and it is very hard for us to make improvements in our design.”

Zhu Zhangqi's face showed a hint of difficulty upon hearing the words.

He often received odd research tasks from the Hall Master, such as designing combat puppets that one could pilot from within.

“Just meet my design specifications, and as for movement, since it's going to be on water, it doesn't need to be very fast,” Su Jie waved his hand. Su Jie had assigned several tasks to the Puppet Hall, most of which were in preparation for Blue Star.

The military research and production capabilities of Chan Country were too shoddy for Su Jie to count on.

On the contrary, in the Tianyuan World, Su Jie could rely on the Puppet Hall to devise puppets capable of dimensional strikes.

Of course, the puppets Su Jie developed were not like the Angry Grey Thunder; he didn't have that much money to spend. His approach was to piece together something using modern technology from Blue Star.

This was not only cost-effective but would also better adapt to the battlefield environment of Blue Star. Take the drive system, for example; Su Jie intended to keep using oil as the fuel, as using spirit stones alone would burn through his money, a thought he couldn't bear.

“Alright, Hall Master, I understand, but we are currently rushing to produce rocket artillery, and many of the research projects have only finished the corresponding designs, with no time for production,” Zhu Zhangqi replied.

“Let's roll them out after the Sect War is over,” Su Jie ordered the next task for Zhu Zhangqi and then left the Puppet Hall, turning his steps towards the Refining Hall.

“What brings you here, kid? You've just come out of seclusion and instead of seeking out your Master Taoist Qiu, you come to me,” Tang Peiqing said while having tea and reading a book. Upon seeing Su Jie coming, he took out a chessboard and motioned for Su Jie to join him for a game of chess.

“Elder Tang, I wanted to check on the batch of meat tumors we're cultivating; we can play chess when I get back and have a good fight,” Su Jie said, picking up newly boiled water and gulping it down in great satisfaction, belching contentedly.

“You lad, you don't even have time to accompany an old man like me for tea,” Tang Peiqing shook his head, got up from his chair, and led Su Jie to a cave.

Various poisonous insects and venomous plants were bred all over this place. As Ghost Ridge Palace's master of poison-making, Tang Peiqing wouldn't bring anyone here if they weren't close to him.

In a spacious stalactite cave, Tang Peiqing stopped and pointed ahead, “Look, there are the meat tumors you wanted. They've been cultivated large enough, haven't they?”

Su Jie glanced at the meat tumor, a heap tens of meters in diameter, writhing ahead. These tumors were specifically concocted.

Some poisonous insects and creatures had rapid growth and replication properties, similar to the octopuses, geckos, and earthworms of Blue Star, where severed body parts could regrow.

The meat tumor was created by extracting these qualities from such poisonous insects, using the “Insect Transformation Manual” to transplant and combine their regenerative abilities, then injecting spirit stones as the energy source for continuous replication, adding various spiritual materials and liquids to imbue the growing tumors with certain characteristics.

For instance, the Biological Armor worn by Genetic Warriors sourced its flesh from meat tumors similar to these, albeit different models.

“Big enough, I'll give it a try,” Su Jie said.

A group of Spiritual Energy materialized in the palm of Su Jie's hand, infused with the scorching force of his inner heart divinity, and then he hurled it out.

Boom!

The Spiritual Energy Group exploded violently upon hitting the meat tumor, but the fire and shockwaves were enveloped and extinguished by the layers of flesh, only tearing apart a small part of the tumor. The remainder was still plentiful.

Seeing the effects of the simulated explosive test, Su Jie was thoroughly pleased.

“Thank you for your help, Elder Tang,” Su Jie bowed his hands in gratitude to Tang Peiqing. Such meat tumors with special properties would significantly enhance the protection against modern weapons for the new Blue Star puppets being researched by the Puppet Hall.

“Hurry up and take it away yourself. That thing consumes quite a few spirit stones every day to maintain; I won't charge you for the cultivation costs upfront,” said Tang Peiqing, stroking his goatee. He showed care for Su Jie, a Sect's Immortal Seed, casually waiving a possibly hefty fee.

If it were anyone else seeking assistance from Tang Peiqing to concoct such meat tumors, he probably wouldn't agree, let alone offer it for free.

Chapter end

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