I am the God of Technology

Jia Susu brought the bowls of blood energy soup periodically, as she obviously couldn’t carry them all at once. She still stubbornly refused to call other servant disciples to help in case Dante accepted them, as she wanted to monopolize him.

Dante too was fine with this. Her selfishness was good, because if he had more servant disciples in his courtyard, his ‘lack of practice’ for the past two weeks would not be a secret that only Jia Susu knew.

While she brought over the bowls, he drank 20 of them first and began running the Raging Blood Halberd Technique, which was at Perfection 96%. Just 4% more and he could breakthrough to the next level and test whether this would also stabilize his genes or it would only add a minimal effect.

BOOM!

A shockwave began to erupt from Dante as low winds whipped about the courtyard, the sheer force of his blood energy being mobilized to temper his powerful body causing the reactions. It was like a loose Bugatti was coursing through his veins, and the poor atmosphere could not easily bear the pressure.

Jia Susu nodded her head as he gripped the nearby tree for dear life. Yes, this was how Senior Brother Dante’s cultivation should be! He definitely wasn’t practicing before since this phenomenon did not occur previously!

Dante remained like this for about 6 hours until he felt the shackles of his blood and body begin to hold him back. However, this kind of obstacle that prevented others from advancing was nothing but a paper-thin barrier for Dante.

With a simple motion, he easily broke through, and a giant explosion of blood-red energy formed around his body that filled his courtyard and even spilled outwards, nearly submerging the entire Supreme Martial Hall and half of Green Wind City.

Jia Susu, who was at the center, was easily swept away with wide eyes and was blown into the horizon, her fate unknown. The other disciples clung onto what they could and tried to survive while the various Martial Blood realm and above fellows tried to create safe zones using their blood Qi.

The elders who were either watching the courtyard with conflicted expressions or in their halls deciding on what to do were stunned into stupefaction. Even Hao Donglei, who was overseeing everything, including the ambushing elders, was shocked. 𝗻𝐨𝐯𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Dante soon retracted his surging blood energy that was like a sea back into his body and calmly drank the rest of the bowls before him. In the few minutes he took to do so, no one moved and when he was done, he glanced around coldly.

“If you aren’t going to attack, why spy on me? Please leave!”

There was a period of silence before three figures came out of hiding and stood before Dante. They were Lin Dao, the Hall Elder of Tasks, Pei Luo, Hall Elder of External Affairs, and Jun Feng, the Hall Elder of Administration.

Seeing them, with gloomy expressions, Dante was surprised. Xia Dongyin, Dao Bo, Ling Jun, Ah Jin, and Wu Jian didn’t come. Dao Bo wasn’t a surprise because he knew his true prowess, and Ah Jin was still locked in his forge, creating a special blood weapon for Dante.

Wu Jian not coming was a shock because out of everyone, he had a more direct reason to hate Dante and wish he could carve him up. Ling Jun was also not here because he was a secret counter-spy used by the Supreme Martial hall.

Otherwise, how could they dare put him in charge of the knowledge hall? Wouldn’t he leak all their techniques and secrets to other factions?

Pei Luo coming was half unsurprising and half surprising. Unsurprising because a post like Elder of External Affairs was practically screaming ‘spy,’ and surprising because one would not expect such a petite and sweet-looking woman to be so vicious.

Whatever the case, Dante turned to them coldly as a ball of flame lit up in his palm. “I don’t care who you are nor do I care that you are an elder. You each have 5 seconds to give me a reason to let you live starting from now.”

Seeing the hellfire that was plentiful within his palm, their pupils constricted as horror engulfed them. Regret and fear surged into their hearts as they understood that they had been baited into a fatal trap and now they only had a slim chance to dig themselves out.

“I know the location of an Ancient Trove left by a Martial God!” Lin Dao roared, kneeling immediately.

“I have multiple businesses and wealth stored away that you can easily take and control with a slight handover!” Jun Feng stated with a pale face, his legs shaking.

“I know all the secrets and dark details of all the nobles in Green Wind City as well as the spies and contracts within all the martial halls among disciples and elders!” Pei Luo immediately stated with a pleasing tone.

Dante only glanced at them askance and looked to the side. “What does the Vice Hall Master think?”

To the shock of the three elders, Hao Donglei easily appeared in the courtyard with his hands folded behind his back, a gratified smile on his face. “Dante, you are truly exceptional. Leave the three with me, and I will make sure they spit out what they promised you just now.”

Dante nodded and retracted his hellfire while walking back into his residence. Meanwhile, Hao Donglei’s kind smile disappeared when he faced the three traitors and was replaced by chilling coldness.

“You idiots. You, Pei Luo, ascended to your spot only a year ago as well as you, Jun Feng, who came 3 years ago. Where did you think the elders who sat in your position went?”

Jun Feng was stunned. “You said they retired…”

Suddenly, a horrifying thought came to mind and Hao Donglei confirmed it with a laugh. “That’s right, they permanently retired from life. Do you think we, the Supreme Martial Hall, will really let you execute our core disciples? Do you smoke recreational feces?”

The faces of the trio changed greatly. Before they could speak, Hao Donglei cut them off. “Enough, I don’t want to hear any nonsense. Your life and death are up to whether what you promised Dante can be fulfilled, otherwise, your death will be gruesome.”

Hao Donglei grabbed the three and disappeared from the courtyard in a flash, bringing back peace and quiet to Dante’s residence. As for the man himself, he was currently sensing his body’s progress after breaking through.

In about 3 minutes, he opened his eyes with a look of joy. It turned out that the weakness of his genes was balanced out by the universe. Since he could not increase his SDI by much with each breakthrough, the counterbalance to that was that it was easier for him to breakthrough his limit.

He could breakthrough using the knight technique or the martial art interchangeably and then absorb a new round of stats. Dante got up and collected the final bowl of blood energy soup that he kept and then left the True Martial World with his real body.

He then appeared in the Research Wing and gave the AI the blood energy soup to analyze and replicate. As it were, the Soulforged Steel was 30% researched while the Astral Crystal was 14% researched.

Seeing as barely a day passed, this was

monstrous progress, but Dante expected it to hit a hiccup soon as it struggled to analyze the magical properties that made these two items special in the first place.

Without further ado, he returned to the Apocalypse World with his real body. He noticed that his pocket dimension was still active but was very weak for some reason. Dante frowned and sensed the outside using his spatial spiritual core and realized that the pocket dimension was being attacked.

It turned out that the hive had been alarmed by the genocide of their F rank cannon fodder and even their E rank basic foot soldiers, so they sent some reserves to investigate. It was a bunch of F Rank Spiderlings and E Rank Spider Warriors led by a single D Rank Spider Lord.

Surprisingly, a Spider Lord was not bigger than a Spider Warrior, but more sleek. A Spider Warrior looked like those ugly, hairy tarantulas but a Spider Lord was like a black widow with a shiny carapace and slender legs shaped like pricks.

There was also a noticeable light of wisdom and cunning in its eyes, letting the weaklings go forth to exhaust the strange spatial distortion in the corner first. It should be obvious that Dante could not cloak his temporary pocket space as his magic control was lacking and it was a 1st Rank spell anyway.

Still, it wasn’t much of an issue since he knew he would be away for a day at most to test his theory about his genetic limit. Now that he was back, it was time to deal with these creepy arachnids!