Demon Capital Tower.
Hearing Feng Zhoulong finally agree after much deliberation, Lu Jun was overjoyed. Professor Yuan and Feng Zhoulong were now both under his banner, gathering crouching dragons and fledgling phoenixes; conquering the world would be only a matter of ti!
Feng Zhoulong impatiently said, "Quick, tell the thod you have that can help develop Fusion Magic."
Old Feng was no fool. Although he had agreed to join Little Lu—well, Boss Lu he still had to verify it. Otherwise, wouldn’t he be making a huge loss?
"No problem."
Lu Jun replied decisively. With a thought, vast spiritual power surged out, drawing a Psychic Elent Star Map and a Space Elent Star Map.
Fifth-Level Psychic Ripple · Psychic Invisibility! Fifth-Level Space Rhythm · Spatial Anchor!
Buzz, buzz, buzz!
Centered on Lu Jun, a translucent layer of light first distorted the surrounding scenery, completely concealing them within the bustling city. Imdiately afterward, a circle of silver radiance descended, enveloping the surroundings and constructing an independent "space."
Outside, Lingling, Xinxia, and the others noticed the two figures disappear. Not only could they not see them, but they could not even touch them when passing through.
They understood. Since it concerned the secret of the Fusion thod, Lu Jun would not possibly reveal it so generously.
Moreover, the fact that he allowed them to know about it was already a gesture of friendship. According to Lu Jun’s approach of gradual promotion, they would count as friends or allies sooner or later. Their turn would co eventually, so there was no need to rush.
Soon, within the hazy silver-lit space, Lu Jun began taking items out of his spatial storage: the Dogman Corpse, the Craftsman’s corpse, and a large number of Four-Colored Demon corpses.
Crash!
Hundreds of corpses piled up like a mountain. A thick stench of blood and killing aura shot into the sky, almost glowing like a crimson radiance.
Fortunately, Lu Jun had sealed off the area. Otherwise, the aura would have shaken this great human tropolis and thrown the citizens into panic.
Feng Zhoulong swallowed, almost thinking Lu Jun was giving him a show of force—intending to coerce him into cooperation and abduct him by force.
However, Old Feng carefully examined the corpses before him.
Each one was lifelike, with fresh blood and the remaining pressure and energy from before death perfectly preserved.
After all, Lu Jun’s Space-Ti Elent possessed the effect of freezing ti. Combined with his newly awakened Life Elent and Death Elent, under triple reinforcent, they were practically indistinguishable from freshly killed bodies.
Before long, Feng Zhoulong discerned the key points. He stepped forward to inspect the Four-Colored Demon’s magic core. It shimred with blue, white, yellow, and black light, containing perfectly fused energies of Ice and Earth, Shadow and Water.
"This is?! Natural Fusion Magic material."
Feng Zhoulong was shaken. He imdiately checked the other two human corpses. The Dogman’s Summoning, Curse, and Undead energies intertwined together, while the Craftsman’s Shadow and Chaos Star River were directly unified.
These corpses were equivalent to displaying every step of the Fusion thod’s achievents. If used for research, each would serve as a step-by-step ladder, allowing Fusion Magic to be mastered with ease.
The reference answers were already written out, if one still could not copy them, what kind of researcher would that be?
Old Feng sucked in a breath and said ecstatically, "With these corpses, give one year, no! Six months, and I can develop a mature Fusion Magic system."
Hearing this, Lu Jun raised an eyebrow, smiling broadly. This speed was several years faster than in the original tiline.
Two or three years would be enough to significantly enhance the combat power of the Nine Provinces’ powerhouses before the Pacific Empire invasion.
For example, Hua Zhanhong, Shao Zheng, Pang Lai, Zhu ng, Han Ji, and other powerhouses who stood by his side and had helped him, once they mastered the Fusion thod, at the very least they could contend against a Supre Monarch, or even a sub-Emperor.
With a thought from Lu Jun, all the corpses returned to his spatial storage. He dispelled the sealing magic and casually asked, "Old Feng, how is it? Following won’t bring you losses."
Feng Zhoulong reluctantly withdrew his gaze and said coolly, "Fine. I’ll go resign right now."
With that, Old Feng turned and walked back into the Demon Capital Tower, apparently intending to resign on the spot.
Mo Fan was dumbfounded, having no idea what had just happened. He could not help but say, "That fast? Old Feng, weren’t you doing pretty well working for the Magic Association? You’re even the head of the Demon Capital Research Council."
Feng Zhoulong waved his hand. "Actually, the Magic Association doesn’t really support the Fusion Magic project. I don’t receive much funding. If I insist on it, I’d have to find my own channels anyway. Now that there’s a financial backer, why bother?"
Seeing this, Lu Jun had not expected Feng Zhoulong to be so decisive and quickly called out, "Wait, there’s one more thing."
Old Feng stopped. Lu Jun handed him the Craftsman’s corpse and said with a smile, "This is a mber of the Assassins’ Palace. There’s a type of dark substance inside called ’Night Fiend.’ I hope you can extract it and then cultivate four portions."
Lu Jun estimated that establishing a complete large-scale laboratory would not be feasible in the short term. Before that, he might as well make use of the Magic Association’s facilities.
After he finished speaking, Mo Fan’s eyes lit up and he hurriedly nodded. "Yes, yes!"
Feng Zhoulong replied in surprise, "No problem. That’s a simple matter. It’ll be done in a few days. As for the funding..."
Lu Jun quietly kicked Mo Fan and signaled, "Hurry up and pay."
Mo Fan gritted his teeth, feeling the pain in his heart. Although Old Lu was making a profit off him, it was still a normal transaction. Besides, Lu Jun had pointed him toward Totem clues and shared information. He could not be too stingy.
After everything was settled, they stayed in the Demon Capital for a few more days. The group split up, and Lingling went to visit her sister.
In the blink of an eye, several days passed.
Inside Feng Zhoulong’s laboratory, Old Feng, dressed in a white lab coat, held a glass bottle. Within it, a wisp of twisted black smoke slowly coiled upward.
Lu Jun and Mo Fan hurried over upon hearing the news. The two stared at the "Night Fiend" dark substance inside the bottle, sensing its strange vitality.
"This dark substance is remarkable," Feng Zhoulong said, shaking his head in amazent. "It’s stronger than most Elental Soul Seeds. After a Shadow Mage fuses with it, their control over shadows will leap dramatically."
"If I hadn’t second-cultivated the Undead Elent, summoning souls and refining flesh and blood, a normal mage wouldn’t have been able to extract it."
Lu Jun was startled. Only then did he recall that in the original story, Old Feng had indeed second-cultivated the Undead Elent.
That made sense. Dealing with corpses every day, without certain thods, how could one extract research results from them?
Wasn’t this perfect? Professor Yuan cultivated the Water Elent. Staying by his side as a Water Calamity Bearer who could command wind and rain would greatly accelerate progress. And the future foundation of his forces would be set in the Ancient Capital, which was also a paradise for Undead Elent cultivation.
Mo Fan planned to refine it on the spot.
Lu Jun paid him no attention. He took three bottles of Night Fiend substance, preparing to send them to Ding Yumian and Tang Yue.
Returning to his temporary residence, Lu Jun entered secluded cultivation. He drew a Summoning Elent Star Track, and a moon-white dinsional gate opened in the room.
A massive beast stepped out—lion-like yet bearing the traits of a majestic stag. Its black-and-white mane was handso and imposing, dignified and untad. Violent black-gold lightning surged around it, accompanied by dense dark aura. Under its purple eyes, a faint nightmare seed to spread.
The Night Thunder Dream Beast, its Shadow, Lightning, and Psychic Elents had evolved to the peak of Commander Level. Even if the three-attribute, physically powerful Cerberus appeared, it would at most be evenly matched.
Yo, yo!
It lowered its head steadily, inquiring why its master had summoned it.
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