Super Gene Optimization Fluid

Tang Wannian knew that Song Jinhu had a very powerful master. He had spent so much money hiring Song Jinhu, even treating him like a brother, precisely because he wanted to build a good rapport with Song Jinhu’s master.

In the Alpha Universe, businessmen had never ruled. Compared to the Soul Hunters and Spiritualists, businessmen had a rather pathetic status. The moment a war broke out, these wealthy businessmen would instantly be extorted for everything they had.

Some extremists even called businessmen sheep, to be fattened up so that they could be butchered when needed!

Any businessman of decent skill would devote any extra strength they had in building up relationships with Soul Hunters, carefully attending to their needs in hopes of these powerful individuals offering a hand in times of crisis.

Tang Wannian had bought the October Flying Snow at such a high price for the sake of his only granddaughter, Tang Yingyue. While the Tang Clan was powerful, it was rich in yang and lacked in yin. Tang Wannian himself had no daughters, and among his over thirty grandchildren, Tang Yingyue was the only girl.

Thus, Young Lady Tang was pampered a lot by the old man, but recently, an incident had left Tang Wannian feeling extremely uneasy. Tang Yingyue had chanced upon a clash between two Soul Hunters, and the powerful shockwaves had injured her soul!

Unlike the body, an injured soul was difficult to heal without the intervention of a Spiritualist. Alas, how could someone of Tang Wannian’s level know a Spiritualist? He could only gather medicinal ingredients like Diamond Dragonflies. It was said that Diamond Dragonflies were excellent items for repairing the soul, but unfortunately, Tang Wannian did not know any top-class apothecaries, and despite the money he had spent, there was still no curing Tang Yingyue’s illness.

Just when Tang Wannian was at his wits’ end, a soul weapon appeared at the Tai Ning weapon exhibit: the October Flying Snow!

Soul weapons were not merely the weapons of Soul Hunters. For lower-level warriors, they had the ability to solidify and soothe the soul. They could serve as primers, and under the influence of a soul device, a regular warrior would have a much higher chance of unlocking a Soul Mark.

However, as soul weapons were very rare and extremely expensive, only the descendants of large clans would use a soul weapon as an accessory.

Since even warriors would benefit greatly from carrying around a soul weapon, an ordinary girl like Tang Yingyue would benefit even more. Thus, Tang Wannian had gone all-out to buy the October Flying Snow from Xia Fei, seeking peace and safety for his granddaughter.

Once he got home, Tang Wannian immediately gave the October Flying Snow to Tang Yingyue, but the effect was so good that even Soul Hunter Song Jinhu was stunned! After only a few hours, Young Lady Tang had gotten out of bed and said that she was hungry! She proceeded to eat as much as she could eat in an entire day!

Her small pale face gradually became a healthy hue of red, and she became much more energetic.

As Master Tang and Song Jinhu saw all this, they could not help but be amazed, and they admired and revered Xia Fei even more.

This was why Tang Wannian had sided with Xia Fei in his quarrel with Tai Ning, not caring at all about what Tai Ning thought. As for Song Jinhu, he had chosen not to come to the Tai Estate and had instead stayed in the young lady’s room to observe the October Flying Snow, even telling his master about this strange incident.

Song Jinhu’s master could be considered an expert, but even he had been left stunned by the power of the October Flying Snow. He wanted Tang Yingyue to bring over the October Flying Snow to his residence at once so that he could take a personal look at this mysterious soul weapon.

Tang Yingyue was a member of the Tang Clan, and Song Jinhu did not dare to take her without permission, so he had hastily gotten in touch with Tang Wannian to get an idea of what Boss Tang wanted.

After thinking it over, Tang Wannian said, “Alright, since your venerable master has spoken, I have no reason to refuse him. Brother Song, I’ll have to trouble you with taking care of Yingyue on this journey. I’ll immediately arrange a warship escort, but Brother Song, this October Flying Snow is extremely important to Yingyue…”

Tang Wannian normally called Song Jinhu ‘Old Song’; the latter naturally understood what it meant for him to be called ‘Brother Song’ now. He chuckled and said, “Master Tang, be at ease. My master is well-known, and he won’t care about some low-level soul weapon. Plus, I’m sure that my master understands the importance of the October Flying Snow to the young lady.”

Only then did Tang Wannian relax. He arranged for his clan’s warship to set sail immediately and escort Young Lady Tang to Song Jinhu’s master.

After dealing with this matter, Tang Wannian felt very happy. Two million pearls was more than worth it to heal his granddaughter’s illness. If he could even use this chance to form a relationship with Song Jinhu’s illustrious master, then he would truly reap a rich profit.

Smiling, Tang Wannian returned to the observatory, thinking that he needed to get on Xia Fei’s good side no matter what. While Song Jinhu’s master was good, this mysterious Xia Fei caused Tang Wannian’s mind to run wild.

…

“You’re saying that you want to use Peacock Blue as a support in forging soul weapons?” asked Radix in shock. “That’s too absurd! I’ve never heard of an Immemorial Mystical Armament having this function.”

Xia Fei shrugged. “I’ve never thought about it before, either. This is the only idea I developed after reading through the Feather Spirit Codex. Soul weapons can only be produced by extracting the essence of the universe. When I fell into that crevice, there’s faint spiritual energy inside, so I was able to bury the October Flying Snow under the ground and let it absorb this energy, and it really did manage to become a soul weapon.”

“What does that have to do with Peacock Blue?” asked Radix curiously.

Xia Fei replied, “It’s not that easy for a weapon like the October Flying Snow to absorb spirit energy, as it’s restrained by its shape and environment. Peacock Blue is different. It has its own soul, so if Peacock Blue wraps around the soul weapon, it can fuse with and increase the speed as well as the efficiency with which it absorbs energy.”

Xia Fei’s idea was very bold. Immemorial Mystical Armaments had life forces of their own, so if Peacock Blue fused with a soul weapon and was tasked with gathering as well as transferring spiritual energy, the process would become much more efficient and produce better and stronger soul weapons.

Peacock Blue would be serving as a furnace, the soul weapon placed upon it to be forged.

Radix nodded as he thought it over. “This idea makes sense on the surface. Why don’t we go and find some place in the universe rich in spiritual energy to try it out?”

Xia Fei chuckled. “You think it’s that easy? It’s not like everything has the potential to become a soul weapon. The October Flying Snow could do it, but not the Dragonscale Hectoslasher. That’s because the Dragonscale Hectoslasher isn’t made from the right materials and has too much miscellaneous energy mixed in. While my ring contains a lot of nice things, only two can serve as embryos for soul weapons. Other than the October Flying Snow, there’s only that sonic weapon, which Furball has been using, the Eight Tunes Golden Falcon.”

Radix nodded, only half-getting what had been said. The weapons of the Law Realm had not been forged with the purpose of becoming soul weapons, so it was already quite rare to have two that were suitable for turning into soul weapons. After all, soul power and law force were two completely different systems. Getting more soul weapons would mean searching the Alpha Universe for raw materials.

Regardless, Radix was very interested in Xia Fei’s bold idea, muttering to himself, “Using Peacock Blue as a furnace to make soul weapons… only Xia Fei could think of something like that. I wonder how different the soul weapons will be?”

…

It was soon late at night. Xiang Beiyang gradually got used to his role, getting along well with the bigshots of Red Dwarf Star. As for Xia Fei, he was still pondering the nature of Spiritualists and soul weapons. Occasionally, he would glance down the mountain.

While Xia Fei seemed to have just randomly picked a spot to sit on, it was actually chosen with great precision. From his seat, he could see the hovercar and even Enya was sound asleep inside it. After all, he had his Ocular Cognition.

While Tai Ning was full of resentment, he did not do anything out of respect for Tang Wannian, so everything was calm and peaceful.

Xiang Beiyang still wanted to keep talking, but the bigshots were all tired and needed to rest, so the gathering ended, and everyone went back to their homes.

Before leaving, Tang Wannian grabbed Xia Fei’s hand and questioned him on his journey. He only relaxed when he learned that Xia Fei would not be going anywhere in the near future. He wanted Xia Fei to visit his home tomorrow, but the latter refused, claiming that he had other business.

“Brother Xia has just taken possession of a beautiful slave. Old Tang, you need to forgive this young man. He’s still got quite the fire burning inside him, you know,” someone teased.

Everyone here had clearly seen the furious Xia Fei fighting over a girl with Tai Ning, and so they reckoned that Xia Fei was quite taken by Enya’s beauty and was certain to bed her once he got back. He certainly would not have the time to visit an old man like Tang Wannian.

Tang Wannian chuckled. “If that’s the case, then let’s make it another day. Little Tai, why haven’t you given Brother Xia the contract yet?”

The contract was to prove that the slave had been sold. With his face green, Tai Ning very reluctantly handed over a small piece of paper to Xia Fei.

However, Xia Fei tore the paper to shreds the moment he got it.

“Brother Xia, what are you doing?” Everyone asked this hastily in surprise.

Faintly smiling, Xia Fei replied breezily, “What’s mine is mine, whether or not there’s a contract.”

Everyone was taken aback, shooting glances at Xia Fei. Such domineering words!

…

Upon opening the door, Xia Fei saw Enya sleeping like a little rabbit, her body curled into a ball, her arms hugging her legs.

She was apparently so exhausted that she did not even notice that Xia Fei and Xiang Beiyang had returned.

Unwilling to wake her up, Xia Fei waved his hand and lightly closed the door, sitting together with Xiang Beiyang on the front row, next to Old Wang. Fortunately, for the sake of showing off, Xiang Beiyang had bought a luxury car that could fit three people in the first row without a problem.

“Did you get Miss Enya’s contract?” asked Old Wang.

Xia Fei nodded, and Old Wang felt like a great weight had been lifted off his shoulders. “I can rest easy then. Enya is truly pitiful. When you were at the feast, she told me that Tai Ning had killed her entire family just to get his hands on her…”

Xia Fei and Xiang Beiyang were stunned, with the former being unable to resist glancing back at Enya, his eyes glinting coldly.

The hovercar quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Getting from Tai Ning’s estate to the city required going through a relatively deserted region, thick forests and hills flanking the road.

Xia Fei was staring outside the window. Suddenly, he opened it and let out Nirvana and Furball. Both soon vanished into the night.

“Brother Xia, what are you doing?” Old Wang and Xiang Beiyang asked curiously.

Smiling, Xia Fei pretended as if nothing had happened. “It’s fine.. Just keep driving.”