It was already afternoon when he returned to the Kong residence with Miss ng.
After handing him the organized Materials, Miss ng chose to begin her daily cultivation.
The longer she stayed by his side, the more she realized that her own talent was not much; if she wanted to always remain by his side, then she had to work hard.
Watching ng Hongchen's energetic back disappear around the corner of the corridor, Kong Mingan's faint smile slowly faded.
Turning around, Kong Mingan walked back into his laboratory.
With a "ding," the identity verification was successful. The heavy alloy door silently slid open and then closed tightly after he stepped inside.
The light in the laboratory was as bright as ever, the air was dense, carrying a tallic chill that instinctively made one's spirits rise.
Returning to his position, Kong Mingan took out a crystal box from his Soul Tool Storage Ring.
The crystal box was specially made, constructed from high-strength insulating crystal combined with an insulating Soul Tool array, capable of sealing most special Materials within it, preventing their properties from diminishing over ti.
And in the crystal box before Kong Mingan, a carving knife lay quietly.
The carving knife had an ancient design, its entire body a dark green that sent shivers down one's spine. The blade was long and narrow, its edge gleaming with a cold, eerie light.
The hilt was wrapped in twisted, dark gold patterns, subtly emitting negative auras of coldness, malevolence, greed, and more, as if countless wailing and screaming Souls were trapped within.
Without a doubt, this was the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife.
In the original work, this carving knife should have been obtained by Huo Yuhao a few years later at an auction in Star Luo City.
But now, this carving knife was his.
Not long after he Awakened his past life mories, he used his authority to send people to search for various Opportunities that had appeared in the original work, and the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife was one of them.
And persistence paid off; more than half a year ago, his dispatched people purchased it for a re 400,000 gold coins from the descendant of a fallen noble family in the Star Luo Empire, a family that had been ruined by the carving knife's evil backlash.
For this Soul-Devouring Carving Knife, whose Origin was the Gold of Life, this price was practically a steal.
Kong Mingan did not imdiately take it out. Instead, he closed his eyes and concentrated, gradually adjusting his ntal state to its Peak.
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Half a year, a full half a year!
From the very first day he obtained the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife, its purification work had never stopped.
Although he did not have Electrolux with him, his absolute control over his own ntal force allowed him to avoid the influence of the resentnt and curses on the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife.
Leveraging this advantage, he used his own ntal force, ticulously peeling away the resentnt and curses from the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife bit by bit.
The bad news was that this was very inefficient; the good news was that it was effective, and this process of stripping away resentnt and curses could also, to a certain extent, train his own ntal force.
It was precisely because of this that daily stripping of the resentnt and curses from the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife beca his routine for training his ntal force.
Slowly extending his hands, silver-glowing ntal force threads erged from his fingertips, gradually enveloping the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife in the crystal box, and precisely Binding those curse threads that coiled and intertwined like venomous snakes.
Without any hindrance, the silver-glowing threads swiftly and cleanly peeled off a trace of curse from the foul evil thoughts on the main body of the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife, then skillfully shredded it with the silver-glowing threads.
Each act of peeling and shredding was accompanied by the violent trembling of the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife and an ear-piercing shriek from thousands of resentful Souls.
To this, Kong Mingan, long accustod to it, rely silently felt his own ntal force growing stronger and purer, as if being forged under the piercing shriek.
Ti slowly passed. This purification of the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife took longer than any previous attempt.
Simply because... today was the final push.
Kong Mingan's fingertips remained as steady as ever, the slender silver-glowing threads like a surgical knife, precisely cutting and peeling away the resentful Souls from the Soul-Devouring Carving Knife, one stroke at a ti.
"Buzz—!!!"
The Soul-Devouring Carving Knife erupted with an unprecedented vibration!
On the blade, the last and most core mass of dark red curse Origin, so dense it couldn't be dispersed, was tightly bound by dozens of silver-glowing threads, forcibly dragged out from the core of the blade bit by bit!
"Roar—!"
A mournful roar from the Soul level exploded in Kong Mingan's ntal sea, attempting to twist and influence his ntal force, but he completely ignored it.
Without any hesitation, the silver-glowing threads suddenly tightened, and then pure ntal flas abruptly appeared!
"Sizzle—!"
Like a red-hot iron plunged into ice water, the struggling curse Origin, incinerated by ntal will that was pure to the extre, let out its final wail, then rapidly lted and vaporized, disappearing.
And just as the last wisp of defilent dissipated, the once eerie and terrifying Soul-Devouring Carving Knife in the crystal box suddenly underwent a monuntal transformation!
The dark green color seed to shed a thousand years of gri, revealing its inner brilliance.
The blade beca like the finest jade carving, crystal clear throughout, emitting a refreshing erald green light.
It was an unimaginably vast and utterly pure life aura, filling the entire laboratory in almost the blink of an eye!
"Gold of Life..."
Kong Mingan stared unblinkingly at the Gold of Life, now revealing its true form before him, his eyes showing a sense of relief and a rare hint of joy.
Half a year of hard work, finally bore fruit!
Undoubtedly, this carving knife, forged from the Gold of Life, would beco a powerful aid in his future research into life Energy and exploration of the mysteries of "Qi and blood"!
Without much hesitation, Kong Mingan reached out, preparing to personally feel the pure Gold of Life.
However, the mont his fingertip touched the Gold of Life... an unexpected change occurred!
"Rip!"
An extrely faint but seemingly space-tearing crisp sound abruptly rang out in the air less than three feet in front of Kong Mingan.
A spatial rift, as thin as a hair yet so profound it seed capable of devouring all light, appeared before him without any warning.
Imdiately after, a faint gray light cluster, so weak it seed it could extinguish at any mont, drifted out of the rift, swaying like a candle in the wind.
Kong Mingan: "?!"
The light cluster flickered erratically, its aura as weak as dust, as if a gentle breeze could disperse it.
But the extrely ancient and pure ntal fluctuations it emitted, imbued with endless vicissitudes and wisdom, made Kong Mingan almost instinctively wary!
The gray light cluster seed to sense sothing as well. It slowly turned towards Kong Mingan, or rather... the Gold of Life in his hand.
The next mont, an old yet weary voice directly sounded in Kong Mingan's ntal sea:
"Such pure and vast life Origin... Gold of Life? Heh heh... I never thought that this wisp of my remnant Soul, on the verge of dissipating at any mont, would still have... a chance to live..."
The weariness in the voice grew heavier. After a slight pause, the gray light cluster flickered, transmitting a clearer thought into Kong Mingan's ntal sea:
"Kid... would you like to... make a deal with this old man...?"
(End of Chapter)
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