You Have Science, I Have Martial Arts Chapter 80: I Already Have Someone I Hate

Facing the overwhelming pressure of a genuine Master Level Martial Artist, Yuan Hao was not flustered: "A little trouble has occurred, and the experint needs to be temporarily halted."

"A little trouble?"

Songg Yanhai laughed angrily: "Do you know? If it weren’t for my help in covering things up, you and your people would have been captured by the Martial Arts Association long ago! And now you’ve caused such a big ss again!"

"Why get angry, Master Songg? The bigger the storm, the more precious the fish. If the Songg Family wants to reclaim past glories in the new era, a little risk is actually acceptable."

Yuan Hao maintained his unhurried deanor: "This ti, it was mainly because Ye Qingzhou’s strength exceeded our expectations, leading to the failure of the capture. But don’t worry, the Source Blood Association will soon send experts, ensuring success."

"The Source Blood Association?"

Songg Yanhai’s eyes turned cold, staring fixedly at Yuan Hao: "Why is this involving the organization from the Western Pole Kingdom? I don’t want to be associated with those lunatics."

Yuan Hao sneered: "Master Songg, why are you still pretending to be righteous? The Dongji Kingdom has long banned bloodline modification. Currently, the only places allowing this technological path are the Western Pole Kingdom and the European Union. Where do you think I got the initial experintal data and funding?"

Songg Yanhai had already suspected as much about this matter.

Man dies for wealth, just as birds die for food.

The Dongji Kingdom intends to cultivate Civilian Martial Artists, suppressing the alliance of Martial Arts Families. Naturally, soone like Songg Yanhai won’t await his doom.

So even if it’s risky, he’s willing to try if it ans breaking through his realm.

If he could gain the combat strength of soone like Qi Shengtian or Zhangg Xinwu through the bloodline modification experint, why would the entire Songg Family need to depend on others?

Seeing this, Yuan Hao finally smiled and spoke: "Master Songg, the Martial Dao has no borders. As long as you get what you want in the end, what does it matter which side you’re on?"

Songg Yanhai snorted coldly: "Let know when you truly succeed. For now, the Dragon Blood Potion has no effect on Master Level Martial Artists."

"That’s exactly why I need Ye Qingzhou’s blood. He must hold the answers I seek."

Yuan Hao’s eyes burned with the fire of ambition.

Leaving the Songg Family, Yuan Hao drove to the suburbs and entered a dilapidated villa with peeling walls.

The gate opened slowly, and Yangg Da and Wei Qiang ca out to greet him.

"Have the equipnt and materials been moved over?"

Wei Qiang was born deaf and mute. He could lip-read, but couldn’t speak.

So Yangg Da was the one to answer: "Everything is in place, but little Xin Xin is very unstable emotionally and nearly killed two materials again."

The old villa, built over a century and a half ago amidst frequent wars, had an underground room intentionally dug underneath.

With minor renovations, it could be transford into a secret laboratory.

Walking into the basent, the stench of formaldehyde filled the air, accompanied by chaotic arrangents of iceboxes resembling coffins, lying inside were what Yangg Da referred to as "materials."

These were living people.

Among them were Cen Chunhui and Songg Li, who had seemingly gone missing. During outdoor survival training, these unlucky fellows were captured.

At the mont, their eyes appeared lifeless, fighting each other like puppets on strings.

Their wounds exposed bone, blood covering their bodies, yet they showed no signs of stopping.

Yuan Hao approached Li Yanxin, patting the little girl’s head to soothe her emotions: "Stop playing, or you’ll kill them again. It’s hard to capture materials with the Martial Arts Association keeping a close watch outside."

Li Yanxin, dressed in a black dress, manipulated her fingers in a dance. Between her fingers were invisible threads connecting Cen Chunhui and Songg Li.

She sported a fierce yet cute expression, biting her lips, cursing: "Ye Qingzhou, I hate you, I want you dead!"

She continued to manipulate Cen Chunhui and Songg Li, intensifying the fight, even to the point of severing arms, which fell to the floor.

Yuan Hao shook his head in exasperation and was about to clean up the ss for Li Yanxin when he heard a familiar whisper in his ear.

"Oh? You hate ? What a pity, for I already despise soone."

"Ye Qingzhou!!!"

Yuan Hao spun around, shock and panic evident on his face: "How did you find this place?"

Ye Qingzhou stepped out from the shadows, his Perfection Realm Yin Skill making him ghostlike in the dark, concealing his presence.

Ye Qingzhou chuckled, pointing at Li Yanxin and then at Yuan Hao: "I left two traces of Sword Intent on you both. Otherwise, why would I let you go during the day?"

He was fishing, playing the long ga for bigger prey!

Realization dawned on Yuan Hao. Ye Qingzhou hadn’t pursued him because he wanted to discover his lair and eliminate all trouble once and for all.

He had underestimated him!

Feeling deep regret, Yuan Hao never expected such a young man like Ye Qingzhou to be so crafty and seamless in execution.

Ye Qingzhou kept his composure: "So, you’re backed by the Linjiang Song Clan and this Source Blood Association?"

"Knowing my complex background, you should understand killing will bring you no benefit."

"Heh, but not killing you poses a disadvantage to ."

Ye Qingzhou’s expression was indifferent, his light words subtly infused with the aura of killing intent: "Besides, I don’t care about offending the forces and organizations behind you. No matter how long it takes, I’ll kill them all in the end."

"You!!!"

Yuan Hao wanted to speak, but the brilliant sword light of the Dragon Abyss Sword had completely swallowed his figure.

Before his consciousness faded, Yuan Hao seed to hear a Dragon’s Roar echo through ti and space, a sound transcending realms and shaking history, like a rolling wheel crushing a tiny mantis, shattering his spirit and heart.

Perhaps because it had recently absorbed Ye Qingzhou’s Sword Intent, the Dragon Abyss Sword had regained so of its power. The Ascending Dragon Sword it unleashed was so powerful that even Ye Qingzhou was amazed.

Looking at Yuan Hao’s fallen body, Ye Qingzhou gently stroked the Divine Weapon in his hand: "No wonder everyone desires an Unparalleled Divine Weapon, it indeed possesses an addictive power."

Yet Ye Qingzhou firmly believed that strength resided in people, not weapons.

While Divine Weapons were good, personal advancent was the true path.

Holding the Dragon Abyss, Ye Qingzhou turned to face Yangg Da and Wei Qiang, who were drawn by the commotion, as well as the fierce yet cute gothic girl, Li Yanxin.

"Have you decided how you want to die?"

Ye Qingzhou flashed them a bright smile, yet the sight of his two rows of white teeth under the moonlight sent chills down their spines.

"Scatter and run!"

Twisting his waist, Yangg Da unhesitatingly turned and left.

The mont he saw Yuan Hao’s body on the ground, he understood staying ant certain death.