I Can Infinitely Synthesize Transcendent Genes

Han Sen’s face had turned utterly grim.

The landline screen flickered at that moment.

Han Sen waved his hand.

Xing Tian’s avatar went dark.

As Han Sen answered the call, Councilor Cui Min’s aged face, marked by the years, appeared on the screen.

“Elder Cui, he might…” Han Sen said with regret, “It’s a pity I was still one step too late.”

“Such a pity indeed,” Councilor Cui Min sighed slowly, “It seems that his return from the Western Continent with his life was purely a coincidence.”

“We have lost an S-level genius,” Han Sen said in a grave voice, “If we had not sent him there, he would not have died.”

“Only those who survive have the qualification to become an S-level human seed,” Councilor Cui Min’s voice did not change. He lifted his head, his gaze slowly fixing on Han Sen in the screen, expressionlessly saying, “Han Sen, you’re losing your composure.”

There was no evasion in Han Sen’s gaze, as he softly said, “I just feel that him being alive might be more valuable than his death. Moreover, as far as I know, he’s also a member of the Reserve Duty of the Knight Order; if the cause of his death gets out, the Knight Order’s attitude towards us may…”

“He’s just a small fry, not significant enough to affect the grand scheme,” Councilor Cui Min said firmly, “Regarding the hidden hand behind, I think you should have some idea.”

“The assessment report from Xing Tian suspects that the Holy Alliance is the hidden hand,” Han Sen stated solemnly, “This organization had been dormant for many years, why have they surfaced again?”

After a moment of contemplation, Councilor Cui Min spoke, “The Holy Alliance, is it? If it is them, it does make sense. That’s why the situation at headquarters has become so complex recently. You need to be prepared; once the Holy Alliance truly steps into the world again, no one can escape being calculated against. Whether we can seize the initiative and gain an advantage is very important.”

“The student understands,” Han Sen lowered his head.

The call ended.

Councilor Cui Min’s figure disappeared.

Han Sen sighed softly with regret.

It was unclear whether he was lamenting the innocent young man caught in the vortex of struggle,

or his own inescapable fate.

“Xing Tian, tell me the chances that Pei Jinye is still alive.”

“Zero.”

…

…

Today, Sun and Moon Mountain, located twenty kilometers away from Ghost Mountain Market, was extraordinarily serene.

Jiang Xinrun was cultivating when he suddenly sensed something, his face changing dramatically. Drawing his sword, he went to investigate, but upon seeing the person arriving, his expression instantly changed; he sheathed his sword and bowed, saying, “Family Head.”

Pei Jinye glanced at the surrounding traces of battle. “What happened?”

“At dusk, a group of mysterious people arrived, but eventually, they were all devoured by the big brutes,” Jiang Xinrun said, casting a wary look toward the fierce beasts not far away.

It was hard to imagine, even for those Extraordinary Third Rank individuals, to dare to directly confront these vicious beasts that ate humans without spitting out their bones.

He hadn’t taken any action tonight and had merely become a spectator.

Jiang Xinrun didn’t dare tell Pei Jinye that during the battle that evening, he had been clutching The Black Whistle tightly, afraid that the bloodthirsty fierce beasts would turn around and finish them off too.

However, after these fierce beasts dealt with the intruders, they left on their own, which shocked Jiang Xinrun for a long time.

“Just how powerful does one’s Beast Mastery Technique have to be to achieve this?”

He had heard that the Western Continent had two Beast Master Aristocratic families.

Could it be that the person accompanying the Old Master was from the Western Continent?

“I’m planning on entering seclusion here; do not disturb me unless it’s important,” Pei Jinye ordered, preparing to use the Spiritual Energy to assimilate the Demon Bone within his body.

Three Demon Bones were added to him.

He was almost unable to suppress the Demonic Qi inside his body.

What was even more outrageous,

was that the Flame God’s Coffin had also begun to show signs of activity.

The Lotus Mirror emitted waves of black and red light.

It was at this moment that Pei Jinye realized he could no longer enter the Lotus Mirror, somewhat at a loss as to what had happened, but since the Flame God’s Coffin generally did not intervene in human affairs, Pei Jinye grew angrier the more he thought about it.

“Damn thing! Haven’t you had enough yet? Have the guts to give back to me once!” Pei Jinye cursed as he sat down cross-legged.

Yet, in the next moment, his expression suddenly turned to one of surprise.

“Eh?”

“I, my coffin bro, are generous!”

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