Chapter 419 - 306: Root of Magic, Medical Tentacle (Part 3)

Chapter 419: Chapter 306: Root of Magic, Medical Tentacle (Part 3)

Wu Liangchen stared at the syringe in his hand as a series of prompts materialized before his eyes.

[Item Name: Fifth-Level Strange Skill Root]

[Magic Level: AA]

[Estimated Consumption: 5,773 wisps of Life Fire]

[Consume Life Fire to deduce and fuse?]

Wu Liangchen was shaken.

’This is a pleasant surprise.’

’I can’t believe the Ten Thousand Laws Tripod can even deduce and fuse something like this.’

’The amount of Life Fire required is immense, but if it can be fused, it’s a deal I can’t possibly lose.’

Just as Wu Liangchen was silently marveling at his good luck, the palm holding the syringe suddenly began to itch.

Wu Liangchen froze and glanced down, but he saw no change in the spinal cord within the syringe.

Immediately after, however, Wu Liangchen felt an icy chill spread from his arm throughout his entire body.

’Not good!’

’It’s a trap!’

The thought had barely crossed his mind when an arrogant laugh echoed within his head.

"Hahahahaha! Kid, you’ve certainly got some skill. Your talent is astonishing, and you’re plenty vigilant. But compared to me, you still have a long way to go."

"Surprised? The Strange Skill Root was never in the syringe. That was just a diversion. I hid the real thing in that medical tentacle. The moment you crushed it, I had already snuck inside you."

"So... you’re Yuan Mingfei’s teacher, Luo Qifeng?" Wu Liangchen retorted in his mind.

The voice faltered, clearly not expecting Wu Liangchen to remain so calm at a time like this.

But he quickly began to laugh. "That’s right. It is I."

As it turned out, Luo Qifeng hadn’t gone missing the year before last. Rather, a chronic, hidden ailment had flared up, leading to his sudden death.

Strictly speaking, "death" wasn’t entirely accurate. Although his physical body had perished, his soul and consciousness had been preserved by certain means.

In fact, Luo Qifeng had anticipated this day would come long ago and had started preparing well in advance.

He had even specifically recruited Yuan Mingfei as a disciple after a meticulous selection process.

When he sensed he didn’t have long to live, Luo Qifeng forcibly attached his consciousness to the Strange Skill Root and transferred it into Yuan Mingfei’s body, completing an act similar to the Daoist art of possession.

What he hadn’t anticipated, however, was that the process consumed a massive amount of Qi and Blood. As a result, although the possession succeeded, his new body was extremely weak, and his talent and lifespan became severely limited.

After some painful reflection, he realized he had made a critical error: he shouldn’t have just looked at a potential disciple’s talent for Magic, but should have focused on their Qi and Blood.

The best choice would have been to select a Martial Cultivator to possess.

But it was too late for regrets!

To lie low and find a Martial Cultivator with a Natural Martial Vein for his next possession, he became a navigator and set sail on Xiong Tianzong’s merchant ship.

That was when he met Wu Liangchen. He was immediately astounded by his talent and chose him as his target.

And everyone knew what happened after that. Now that his scheme had finally succeeded, Luo Qifeng was naturally feeling quite pleased with himself.

But Wu Liangchen’s reaction truly took him by surprise.

"Kid, seeing as we’ve gotten along well enough, I’ll make you an offer. If you give up and let me fuse with you without a fight, I can leave a wisp of your consciousness intact. That way, your soul won’t be completely annihilated," Luo Qifeng said, his tone dripping with condescending charity.

This, too, was a psychological ploy, intended to break down Wu Liangchen’s defenses.

It would also help him conserve some Qi and Blood during the fusion process.

After all, this body would soon be his, so of course Luo Qifeng wanted to take good care of it.

Luo Qifeng grew thrilled at the thought of soon possessing both a top-tier Martial Vein and a Strange Skill Root.

But to his utter disbelief, at that very moment, Wu Liangchen laughed.

"I admit I was careless enough to fall for your trap. But as for your proposal, I must decline."

"Hm?" Luo Qifeng froze for a second, just as Wu Liangchen’s voice resounded in his mind.

"Ten Thousand Laws Tripod, fuse!"