Novel Full Chapter 50—Regenerate
Chapter 50: Chapter 50—Regenerate
Chapter 50—Regenerate
’My Bizarre Blood Qi...’
He closed his eyes and turned his senses inward with inner vision.
He held the attention there, trying to understand. After a few minutes, he opened his eyes and looked at the sky. The sun had moved well past its peak—it was evening, and going dark.
’I didn’t expect time to pass so quickly.’
He stood up and waved the guards away, dismissing them for the night. Then he glanced at the prisoners still standing in the garden—and noticed the dry, cracked lips, the hollow sounds coming from their stomachs.
He pressed a hand to his forehead.
’I forgot to feed them.’
They were prisoners, but they were also the foundation of every experiment he had conducted so far, and he needed them.
He called the servants and ordered the prisoners to be taken to the guest rooms, fed, and given water. The vines were released from their bodies. He turned to the freed prisoners with a cold glare.
"I’m warning you. If you try anything during the night, you’ll die."
They stammered their agreement in unison, nodding vigorously, and were escorted away by servants and guards.
In his room that evening, Lei Cheng lay down on the bed, exhausted. The maids brought dinner to him. It was polished white rice with mutton and a few more side dishes.
He ate in his room. "It’s tasty," he muttered, and glanced at Hua Mingyue, who was sitting in her chair.
"Don’t you want to eat?" He glanced at the food brought for her by the maids.
"I don’t need to eat," Hua Mingyue said. "I only eat once in a while, just..."
"Pleasure." Lei Cheng cut in.
Hua Mingyue nodded. "For pleasure."
"Then how about now?" Lei Cheng asked, wanting to share a meal with her.
"I’m not in the mood." Hua Mingyue shook her head.
Lei Cheng lay on his bed after he ate.
Hua Mingyue was still in the chair in the corner of the room, her book a few pages turned over.
"Don’t you want to sleep?" he asked, looking at her from the bed.
"At my level, sleep is irrelevant," she said without looking up. "I can stay awake as long as I like."
He raised his brows. "What an advantage."
"It’s common among cultivators," she said. "Improve your cultivation."
Lei Cheng could only sigh. Compared to higher cultivators, his current level still felt painfully insignificant.
He closed his eyes, envying the ability. Within moments, he was snoring.
Morning sunlight fell through the window and lit up the room. Lei Cheng stretched, freshened up, and went to the dining room—where a light breakfast of noodles and dumplings had been prepared.
"I heard..." Lei Fang, who had also arrived, said right away.
His brows were knitted together in worry.
"I just fused Blood Qi with Bizarre Qi," Lei Cheng could only explain in simple terms.
"Is it dangerous?" Lei Fang questioned, clenching the water bowl. He drank slowly as if nothing had happened, despite his hands shaking a bit.
Lei Cheng shook his head, throwing a dumpling into his mouth. "Nothing. The prisoners are the ones used."
"Prisoners." Lei Fang nodded. "If that’s the case..." He coughed. "Hmm, teach it to me after you’re done."
Lei Cheng nodded with a wide smile. "You don’t need to worry about it."
’My son is great.’ Lei Fang grinned, ear to ear. He didn’t know much about the Bizarre Martial Path and all that. All he heard was that the guards had been toyed with—and he wanted to learn it as well.
His brows rose in the next moment. "I heard that you told the maid to tell me that your wife was teaching you a technique?"
Lei Cheng pushed the last dumpling into his mouth and replied, "Don’t worry about it."
He dashed out.
Lei Fang muttered furiously, "This brat."
Lei Cheng patted his stomach in the garden. The garden was clean as new. A few guards sat on the sides, wanting to watch.
"Someone bring the books I left here."
He had left the books outside the previous night; no one in the household would dare steal from him. The maids brought them inside last night. Soon, the books were placed neatly on the ground.
He sat cross-legged and turned his senses inward.
The problem was immediately apparent.
His Blood Qi had already fused with Life Intent and Death Intent during the previous day’s work. He could sense that energy in his heart—it was there, and it was regenerating on its own. But the Bizarre Blood Qi was not regenerating.
He traced the process carefully.
Life Intent and Death Intent entered his body naturally from his soul dimension, drawn inward by his body’s needs and fused with Blood Qi in his heart.
Bizarre Blood Qi was different.
Bizarre Qi entered through his breath—through his lungs. But the moment it passed the threshold, his body rejected it. His lungs expelled most of it with the exhale. Whatever trace amounts slipped deeper into the body were then rejected organ by organ: heart first, then each successive organ in turn, until finally the last trace was flushed out through the kidneys.
’Damn.’
His own body was treating Bizarre Qi as an impurity. Which meant that every battle against an equal opponent, the longer the battle lasted, the more it favored his opponent.
He opened his eyes and clenched his fists.
"My body hasn’t adapted," he muttered. "I can’t manually fuse every time."
He imagined the scenario clearly: a battle against a Bizarre Creature of his own level. The creature regenerating its Bizarre Qi naturally and continuously, while he had to stop fighting, sit still, and manually perform the entire fusion process—at least a minute at his current level, more likely longer. In a real battle, even getting one clear second would be a luxury. He would be killed mid-process before he ever finished.
He had to make his body accept Bizarre Qi and fuse naturally.
He closed his eyes and meditated, working through possible methods.
’Back to experiments.’
He called for the prisoners to be brought back.
They came out one by one. Even the prisoners who had refused participation the previous day had changed their position overnight. Some stood with visible excitement, some trembled, some stared blankly.
"Are you certain?" Lei Cheng asked. "You can return to prison now, and I’ll take you back directly."
They nodded together. "We agree. Just remember..."
"If we survive..."
"We walk free..."
"...like the bandit before us."
They all echoed together.
Lei Cheng smiled pleasantly.
’They don’t know yet.’
The bandit’s body had been quietly cleaned by the Lei servants in the night and disposed of, along with Lin Lin and the other dead. Nothing had been said.
He waved forward a middle-aged, bulky man from the group.
He recalled the criminal file. Member of the Hungry Dog Gang—the loan-sharking division. This one would lend small amounts of money to the desperately poor, then demand ten times the original sum in repayment. Some cases stood out like a young boy had borrowed one silver coin to take his father, the family’s only earner, to a doctor. When the father recovered, this man had appeared demanding ten silver coins. The family had nothing. So he had sold both father and son to one of the four great clans—not as ordinary servants, but as living training targets for the clan’s martial practitioners.
Human bodies were used for combat training.
Lei Cheng’s expression went cold.
"You sold people to clans who use living humans as practice dummies."
The gang member stopped mid-step, trembling. Then he raised his voice: "What’s it to you? Just follow the deal."
"Fine," Lei Cheng said sharply. "Sit down."
They sat cross-legged, facing each other.
With experience now sharpening the process, Lei Cheng and the man moved through the fusion. The Blood Qi took the Life and Death Intent. The Bizarre Qi was brought in. Within a few minutes, royal purple-gold flames ignited across the man’s skin.
His eyes went dark.
’Inner Demon.’
Lei Cheng sighed and waved his hand. Vines erupted from the ground and wrapped the man instantly.
"Release me!" the Inner Demon-possessed man snarled, twisting his body against the vines.
"Stay silent."
Lei Cheng noticed something.
He pressed his palm flat against the vine barrier—against the point where it connected with the man’s body—and reached his senses inward. The Life- and Death-Intent-fused Blood Qi was fusing with Bizarre Qi, forming a royal purple-gold flaming Qi.
’His Blood Qi is fusing on its own.’
His breathing became perfectly still. He glared at the dark eyes of the thug.
’Is it because of the Inner Demon?’
He stood and rubbed his chin, went through a few possible explanations, and settled on one quickly.
’Yes. The Inner Demon is driving the fusion automatically—and not just that, the Bizarre Qi is integrating into the body faster and more efficiently because of it.’
His eyes gleamed. The answer immediately gave birth to half a dozen new questions in his mind. He quickly walked over and explained both his observations and his conclusions to Hua Mingyue.
She nodded. "Yes, it could be possible." She pointed to the black eyes. "Since it’s born by Bizarre Qi and while fusing Blood Qi with it..."
"It’s causing fusion and accelerating that process," Lei Cheng cut in, glancing at the prisoner, who was twisting his body.
He raised his hand. The vines tightened in one sharp motion.
Crack! Crack!
The bones broke cleanly. The body dropped.
He threw it aside without much reaction.
The guards watching from the perimeter and the remaining prisoners did not make a sound.
Lei Cheng turned to the prisoners.
"Is there anyone here who does not regret their actions—who genuinely believes they were right in what they did?"
He waited.
Several prisoners straightened their spines. Several others had unconsciously hunched.
He pointed to the ones who had straightened.
"You six—step forward."
Six men came forward. Middle-aged, strong bodies beneath the rough prison uniform, eyes sharp and cold. Each one had the temperament of a martial cultivator.
He pointed to one at random and recalled the criminal record. A bandit who had followed the previous bandit head, whose body had been crushed at the courtyard gate. Both of them sat cross-legged facing each other.
"Same procedure as before."
Within minutes, it was done. The bandit opened his eyes. They flashed black briefly—then cleared.
Lei Cheng tilted his head. "Did you encounter a duplicate of yourself during the fusion?"
"Yes," the bandit said simply.
Lei Cheng turned to Hua Mingyue. "Can you send him into his soul dimension?"
She raised her left index finger without looking up from her book. A beam of white light shot from her fingertip and struck the bandit in the center of the forehead. The man’s eyes closed. He began to fall.
"Bring the Grey-Black energy orb!" Lei Cheng hissed as the bandit fell to the ground.
After a few moments, the orb materialized in the bandit’s palm just as he straightened his back, opening his eyes. A small black crystal had fully formed in his hand.
Lei Cheng nodded with satisfaction. "Good." He stood. "Now—use all of your Blood Qi. Exhaust your reserves."
The bandit blinked. "Why? The deal is done. I completed your experiment."
A brief silence.
Lei Cheng pointed at the courtyard gate. "Leave the orb and get out."
The bandit ran, throwing the orb randomly into the air.
A vine rose up and caught the crystal in midair.
Three steps past the gate, a vine caught the bandit’s neck.
Crack!
He fell limp.
The guards on the sides of the gate felt their bodies go cold for a moment. They sighed, "Idiot." Scolding the fallen prisoner. None of them believed the bandit had ever truly intended to change.
Lei Cheng turned to the next prisoner—a muscular man, Bamboo Snake Gang, kidnapper of children. He had separated parents from their kids in large numbers. Lei Cheng’s expression stayed cold.
They followed the same procedure. When it was done, the man stood up.
"I completed the experiment. Let me go."
"What experiment?" Lei Cheng hissed. "That was only the first step."
"You let the bandit out," the kidnapper yelled.
Lei Cheng pointed to the black crystal orb placed on the side of the garden.
The gang member looked at it, then at Lei Cheng. "Fine. I’ll bring the orb out too."
"Not enough," Lei Cheng spat. "Exhaust your reserves here. We have something else to do."
"But—" the thug tried to reason.
Lei Cheng roared, "I said past experiment doesn’t count. They are already stable experiments. New ones."
The man scowled but complied. The royal purple-gold flames flared fully across his frame and then began to dim as he pushed everything out. After several minutes, he panted, spent, of all his energy.
"Good. Now bring out the orb."
Hua Mingyue pointed a sharp white light at the center of the man’s forehead. The man brought the gray-black crystal, he was holding in his hand, which Lei Cheng took.
Lei Cheng sat cross-legged in front of him and pressed the black crystal orb directly against the man’s chest. It passed through the skin and entered the man’s heart.
"Now," he said. "Fuse—and then let a few moments pass."
Under Lei Cheng’s direction, the man began the process. The thug had no inner vision, no ability to see what was happening inside his own body. So he did not notice what Lei Cheng was watching with intense focus.
The gang member fused a few strands and then stopped; however, his heart did not stop. Many Blood Qi strands began to fuse automatically.
Lei Cheng grinned, and after a few moments, he noticed something else.
The gang member’s heart muscles had begun to tear.
Zzz! Zzz!
---
Author’s Note: We just hit the first milestone of 50 Chapters!
If you’re enjoying the story, please consider supporting it with Power Stones and Golden Tickets. It really helps the book grow and reach more readers.
So far, I haven’t received a single Power Stone or Golden Ticket, so it feels like I’m writing this book for myself. If you’d like to support the novel, I’d truly appreciate it.
Thank you for reading!