Chapter 71: Chapter 63: Hundred Flowers Blooming, the Possibilities of Arcane Arts!

Faced with whispers that felt demonic, Yudula trembled.

She thought she already had nothing, and the future was bound to be miserable, so she had to try and fight even at the cost of death. But when truly facing death, she felt fear.

“What do you want me to do?” she asked, trembling.

“I will make you evolve, revealing a form you can’t even imagine, softer, even gelatinous,” Fu Qingjun said. “Take off your armor.”

“Ah?” Yudula was stunned.

She lay soft on the ground and removed her armor, revealing a soft red undershirt underneath, which looked very alluring.

She said, “The armor is not mine; it scrapes painfully, so I put stuff from the ruins inside for padding.”

Fu Qingjun found it interesting.

Indeed, similar to human skinless species, to prevent friction and cuts, their clothing was both inside and outside, starting to form the primitive system of human clothing.

Fu Qingjun squatted down, pinching her arm, which had a thin layer of skin. Her boneless body resembled tender white crystalline lobster meat.

Is that so…

Australian lobster meat?

Fu Qingjun inexplicably thought of this term.

Her plump, white and slender legs looked like two straight peeled crystalline shrimp meats, seemingly sweet and delicious, and should be very tasty cooked.

Facing this alien life, Fu Qingjun’s first reaction was not how beautiful it was, but how delicious it seemed, “I just ask you one question, determining your life and death going forward, and your future path.”

“Please, please ask.”

Yudula lay on the ground, her voice a bit tense.

Fu Qingjun turned around, standing at the room’s window, overlooking the medieval city, pedestrians coming and going,

“How do you think, with your current flesh, you would become strong? How will your weakest weakness become your strongest point change?”

With my current foundation?

She hesitated, with her soft flesh unable even to stand properly, how could she become strong?

She pondered hard but couldn’t think of a way.

Each mutated Ant Queen has its mutation.

The strongest Ismael had an added layer of skeleton: an endoskeleton, with bone blades at the elbows, resembling a blade warrior…

And my mutation was just the opposite, with my exoskeleton gone.

How could I become strong?

Must I rely on my brain?

Fu Qingjun continued, “There’s no need to rush to answer. You will attend my banquet, where your new birth identity will be decided, re-entering the Rebirth Pool!”

Rebirth?

Decide my new identity?

Yudula’s pupils suddenly dilated, showing shock.

This vast world of ruins dictates one’s species, status, rank at birth… But now?

She recalled the words upon entering that mysterious world, creating life, evolving life… What kind of mysterious and terrifying force is this, worshiping ancient gods and demons?

Clatter.

She didn’t have time to think further.

She was swiftly pulled into a mysterious, pitch-black space, with a snail-shaped soul orb floating in the center.

“Fuse with the light orb and select your form and limbs,” Fu Qingjun said.

Yudula froze for a few seconds, then began to try.

…

…

“Consider it a small expectation, time to handle serious matters,” Fu Qingjun left Yudula in the room, going downstairs alone, heading toward the distant Mage Tower.

A gate came into view, guarded by sentries on both sides.

“Are you here to visit our Black Sunlight Academy?” one sentry asked respectfully.

Fu Qingjun nodded, “I am very interested in your academy’s plant research.”

“I see, are you coming here for employment?” the sentry asked more respectfully, “Please allow us to report.”

Some powerful academies also recruit scholars, sages, entering the tower for research. Some professors of powerful knowledge could have very high status, obtaining independent Sage Towers.

Soon, Fu Qingjun was ushered inside.

In a room, he saw an elegant and dignified mature beauty in armor, sitting at the desk by the window, very graceful and exceptionally beautiful, full of charm, “I am the director of this academy. If powerful Wandering Angels come to work with us, we are very welcoming.”

“Are you very interested in plant research?” she asked with a smile.

“Yes,” Fu Qingjun replied.

Non-combat species, the intelligent research-type Ant Queen?

Fu Qingjun looked at her.

The entire academy was her kingdom.

She produced soldiers here like crazy. The highly intelligent students and scholars nurtured here were almost all of her lineage, guiding the country’s future through research.

It seems a very complete system has formed.

Even wise scientists can produce soldiers like crazy!

Fu Qingjun couldn’t imagine what such a crazy, orderly soldier-production catastrophe would develop into in the future!

Plus, their crazy body mutations, continuously dissecting and researching…

The five-thousand-year history of human Martial Dao may soon be surpassed by their ant-person Martial Dao?

Even…

Fu Qingjun suddenly got goosebumps,

“This kind of scene might have happened more than once!”

“If Jiaxia, indeed went back to the distant past, in ancient times, hundreds of thousands of years ago, leading an army of ants… I’m just following his path, and repeating it all over again!”

Fu Qingjun feels that at this speed, he might catch up quite fast?

Merely hundreds of thousands of years of history…

He feels a bit swollen with pride.

At this moment, the dean across from him nods and smiles warmly, “Welcome, we will arrange a private tower for you and send some of our researched plant samples and materials to you.”

Soon, Fu Qingjun is given a lavish treatment.

Clearly, his angel identity holds significant value. As Fu Qingjun is led to the tower, his dazed hair slightly sways, listening to the conversation in the office building behind him.

That mature and beautiful Ant Queen gathers numerous daughters and young scholars.

“This is a great opportunity, you should go and become attendants in the tower, fall in love with him! With this, our kingdom will surely have the angel species bloodline and new research subjects!”

“Mother, lowly males? I don’t want them; what’s fun in researching them!” complained a shy and introverted girl.

“Pah! Asking our noble Empress to flirt with other Empress-produced lowly militia!”

A proud armored girl, full of disdain, overlooks from the window as the dazed Angel Knight below slowly departs, “That would tarnish our noble pureblood. We must never have men!”

“No! It’s to enhance your research!” the dean argues, “Our pureblood isn’t noble, it’s better to merge it with angel species…”

“Do not interfere with our experiments.”

At this time, a leading woman earnestly says, “We have been recently researching the spirit and the thinking brain of organisms and have dissected several frontline deceased Grandmasters.”

“Their immense spiritual pressure and vigor naturally emanate from a high-level powerful soul, intimidating lesser souls, but this is the most primitive passive usage. If expanded, it would be a spiritual Martial Dao… maybe it could be called a divine technique! It could kill things from afar!”

“Your idea cannot be realized! Just focus on our plant experiments!”

The beautiful dean shouts, even her tone starting to scold, “Do you think you’re the first to have this idea? Those powerful angel species, their academies have been researching this as an important topic, and they believe our race’s innate structure makes it impossible to achieve!”

“Why?” the woman asks.

“Because of our life structure! Our race has a physique innately stronger than the soul! The three realms of Martial Dao start with the body as the foundational system: first train muscles, then bones, and finally spirit… this requires continuous nourishment of the body to start nurturing a powerful soul.”

“Unless we reverse the three realms, first God-Breaking, then Bone-strengthening, then Muscle Heavy… first using spirit as the foundational system to build a tall edifice, but this is fundamentally impossible!”

“Why can’t it be?”

She proudly declares, “Then I’ll develop a species capable of realization, starting with spiritual power that exerts enough pressure and nurturing, and then directly train God-Breaking Realm… this spirit-born strong species, able to train in the Third Realm from birth, could perhaps be called innate Grandmaster!”

…

Oh my?

“Technique?”

Fu Qingjun is slightly surprised, full of curiosity, “So, the limitations of our species only allow us to train Martial Dao? Only using the body as a foundation, continually laying down high buildings!”

Reversing the three Martial Dao realms?

First train the Third Realm God-Breaking, with spirit as the foundation, continually training upon it, thus building a Martial Dao edifice?

What a bold idea is this?

This world is truly insane!

It’s simply a flourishing world, kingdoms everywhere, all conducting various evil ant-body experiments, researching various mutated Ant Queens in attempts to create stronger species.

Biological system schools, mechanical system schools, combat system schools… these crazy ideas are continuously tried and tested by them.

“A very crazy world, but it’s such madness that could create the future?” Fu Qingjun chuckled.

Very soon, a pure-looking armored gorgeous girl arrives, followed by ten maids, “Let me introduce myself, I am Dolores, here is our sample.”

Behind her, she drags a cage containing a small dwarf with green skin,

“This is the only living race born from an Ant Queen after countless botanical mating experiments, dying seventy thousand times… and the queen who birthed him, being at our core, is inconvenient to meet.”

Fu Qingjun squints his eyes; having a sample is already quite good.

Ant Queens are the pureblood ancestors of a race.

As long as the Ant Queen is alive, troops can be continuously spawned…

“You all may leave.” Fu Qingjun looks at the creature.

The leading girl hesitated.

“Leave,” Fu Qingjun repeats.

“Hmph.” The leading woman snorts coldly, disgruntled, “Come on, we’ll go back and improve our techniques!”

Fu Qingjun’s gaze falls upon the wooden dwarf,

“This night, there must be three or four centuries worth, good enough to research some things.”

Fu Qingjun begins his research but feels the situation isn’t very good.

He’s not a formal scientist; he generally lets the test subject self-experiment. His philosophy has always been: only oneself can master the nuances.

However, this dwarf lacks intelligence…

Unable to conduct experiments himself, doing soul fusion for him is exceedingly difficult.

“Ah, let me see how others do it.” He attempts to see how the Wise Empress researched, only to witness an incredibly shocking scene.

They are ceaselessly spawning troops, self-gestating ant species for mutation and selection experiments, dissecting, examining muscle textures, even stitching, grafting, and studying embryos… possessing countless test subjects, they appear like wicked witches.

They are accustomed to this in the Sage Tower.

“A somewhat horrifying, real, brutal ant civilization world.” Fu Qingjun takes a deep breath, feeling very bizarre, “Truly, fairy tales are all deceitful.”

“Could it be, I truly need to become an Ant Queen, to thus experiment with my own insect eggs?”

Isn’t this too exciting?

He finds it unacceptable!

After some time, Yudula follows the paper trail he left and arrived.

Fu Qingjun was astonished at first glance because before him stands an armored, full of classic elegance, stunning woman with long hair intricately styled into a beautiful disc that oddly turns out to be a snail shell.

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