Start with a red name

It's not just about looking like one.

By observing the "ripples" emanating from the ten people, Geng Xuan felt this more intuitively and fundamentally.

Ten people are connected in a circle, and blood circulates in their bodies.

Originally, the "ripples" emitted by each person should be unique.

But now, according to Geng Xuan's observation, many converging changes have emerged.

This is certainly not without cost, and it does not even require a careful examination of the physical condition of the ten people.

Through the "ripples" emitted by each person, Geng Xuan could see how different they were from normal people.

Many frequency bands of these "ripples" changed and fluctuated at speeds far exceeding normal frequencies and completely beyond the limits of his visual perception.

Geng Xuan is still exploring the specific functions of these "ripple" frequency bands.

But through long-term observation, he can already classify them into a large framework.

That is, the frequency bands in which these "ripples" change most dramatically basically cover all areas of human life activities.

Using "metabolism" to describe it is simpler and more intuitive for Geng Xuan.

In other words, the metabolism of the ten young men sleeping in the "Right 71" room is occurring at a speed far exceeding that of normal life.

This will inevitably lead to huge consumption.

So where does this consumption come from?
Geng Xuan looked around and didn't see any operations like infusion or nasogastric feeding to continuously deliver nutrients into everyone's blood or stomach.

After an overall observation, Geng Xuan checked each of the ten people one by one.

Through a deeper exploration of the ten people's bodies and continuous observation of the "ripples" emanating from them, Geng Xuan gradually gained an understanding.

His eyes swept across the ten people and gradually focused on three of them.

In this "life sharing" operation that is forcibly facilitated by external forces, the blood flowing through each person's body is not only the key to ensuring that everyone's life is maintained, but it is also the culprit that constantly brings tremendous pressure to each body.

The blood flows through every corner of their bodies, their blood vessels, their internal organs, and every piece of their flesh.

They all seemed to be struggling, screaming, and resisting.

Even--

burning.

But there are some that don't just passively defend.

Their bodies do all that and more.

In plunder.

Plunder everything contained in the blood, "squeezed" from other human bodies.

Therefore, in such an extreme environment, they not only saved their lives, but also made their lives more prosperous.

At a speed beyond common sense.

In just a short moment, Geng Xuan saw that the three people he had locked onto had made considerable progress in their skin refining skills.

This is only the most superficial change. The deeper change is that their physical cultivation qualifications are also slowly improving in this process.

Just like a river channel that was originally silted up, it becomes more and more unobstructed after repeated scouring.

As a price to pay, the bodies of the other seven people were gradually exhausted and extinguished under the dual pressure from both inside and outside.

Geng Xuan wanted to do something, but in the end he just stood there and did nothing.

After that, in less than half an hour, Geng Xuan watched helplessly as the vitality of the seven bodies gradually faded.

Finally, only a trace of vitality remained in the body, like a candle flame in the wind.

Even this tiny bit of life candlelight that is left does not come from themselves, but from the blood flowing through their bodies.

The changes are not over yet.

The three bodies that originally won the prize among the ten bodies did not stop after completely draining the seven bodies. They started a brutal competition with each other that was like a tug-of-war.

The loser dies, and his body and even his entire life turn into nutrients.

The winner survives, and not only survives, but also lives better, stepping on the corpses of the loser.

About half an hour later, two of them were clearly at a disadvantage in this brutal "tug of war".

Changes are happening at an accelerating rate.

When there is no obvious superiority or inferiority between the two, the overall situation is still barely maintaining a balance.

But when there is a sign of this state being broken, everything begins to change irreversibly and at an accelerated pace in a certain direction.

Just then, Geng Xuan heard footsteps coming from the door.

He turned his head and looked back, and saw the man who had communicated with him many times appeared at the door "accompanied" by several temporary gang members.

When he saw Geng Xuan turning his head to look at him, he quickly explained:

“The child has been rescued and is now in a stable condition and is sleeping.

I know you are here, and I happen to know them..."

As he spoke, he quickly glanced at the ten beds in the room and said hurriedly:

"...Since it happened to be a critical period, I requested to come over."

"What are you doing here? To see your achievements?"

The man waved his hands and said:

"These arrangements were all made by the dean himself, and we can only assist him."

Having said this, he saw that Geng Xuan's eyes became increasingly cold despite his teasing.

He also realized that his statement seemed to be putting all the blame on the dead, so he quickly said:
“Such a delicate operation requires the coordination of two crucial secret techniques.

...Before, you also heard from the dean himself that only the dean knew the full details of these two secret techniques.

We all just grasp the skin of Scale Claw and can only do what he tells us to do.

We can only do whatever he tells us to do, without knowing why or why.

Now, with the death of the dean, we don’t even know how to interrupt... all this..."

As he spoke, he glanced into the house again.

"...They can't do it. Given their current state, if they were to forcefully terminate it, all ten of them would die."

Listening to the man's story, combined with everything I had seen and heard before.

Geng Xuan was basically convinced that what the man said was basically true and he was not lying.

In fact, after investigating the situation of the ten people and discovering what was happening to them, Geng Xuan thought about forcibly separating their wrists that were "kissing" each other.

But this thought only flashed through his mind for a moment before he gave it up.

Because he soon realized that the consequence of doing so would be that all ten people would die.

So, in the end, he did nothing but watch and watched as the lives of ten people were concentrated on one lucky person in an extremely strange way.

At this moment, while waiting for the final moment to arrive, he asked the man:
"Is this the way Caizheyuan uses to quickly improve a person's cultivation and talent?"

The man shook his head and said:

"In the past, this type of operation was actually very rare. Most of the time, it was carried out through some... seemingly more cruel methods."

Geng Xuan glanced at him, then looked at everything happening in the room, and said in surprise, "Is it even more cruel than this?"

The man was silent for a moment before nodding and saying:

"Yes."

"How about a cruel law?"

“The dean will perform a secret technique on each recipient individually, and then each person’s body will continue to change.

...Some organs in the body will become stronger during this process, while others will become weaker.

Under his instructions, we continuously transplanted and replaced the bodies and organs of each patient.

Continue to discard those that are exhausted and continue to concentrate on those that are becoming more and more potential and active.

Finally, after many operations, the most essential parts are concentrated in one or two people.

...If the overall quality of the recipient is not good enough, there is a possibility that no finished product will be obtained."

"And the more resolute the patient is, and the more he or she is able to maintain a clear mind throughout the entire process, the more likely he or she is to survive to the end.

If you faint during the process, there is basically no chance of waking up."

"..."

Just by listening to the man's description, Geng Xuan could imagine what a suffocating hell scene it was.

Compared with everything in front of us, it is indeed more cruel.

At least, these people in front of me can die painlessly in their sleep.

And they don’t have to suffer such painful torture before death.

He frowned and said, "Since there is a more convenient and labor-saving method, why do you still do it? ... Is it possible that you are addicted to doing this?"

The man quickly shook his head and said:
"of course not."

"In the words of the dean, this is the unique way of cultivation of Caizhe Academy.

These are necessary if you want to improve your esoteric skills, dig deeper, and understand more of the secrets of the human body.

On the contrary, this method…”

As he spoke, he looked around the room again and said:

"It can't bring any improvement in skills, nor can it enhance the foundation of Caizheyuan. It's just done for the sake of doing it.

The dean has always been firmly opposed to this kind of unprogressive approach."

After listening to the man's explanation, Geng Xuan was a little surprised, but he also understood the intention of Dean Caizhe, who was beaten to pieces like a blood bag by Tang Caizhu's iron fist.

This is also a dean with ambitions, pursuits, and an inexhaustible desire to explore.

He did not feel satisfied with the hundreds of years of exploration by his predecessors and stop moving forward. Instead, he wanted to lead Caizheyuan to move forward and continue to explore for future generations.

"So, this method has only been used recently?" Geng Xuan asked.

The man said:
“Yes, because you, Boss Su, have killed five peak marrow refining masters in a row, the palace leaders are under pressure and want to recover their vitality as soon as possible.

He brought a large number of patients and forced Caizeyuan to complete the task within a short period of time.

That’s why the dean adopted this method.”

Geng Xuan nodded, then suddenly thought of something. He looked at the man and said, "You know me? Do you know everything I've done to Wuyou Palace recently?"

"Yes."

"But judging from your dean's attitude, it seems he really knows nothing about me."

The man said helplessly:
"This is something he has insisted on, and he has been demanding it since he became dean.

...In order to stay focused, he did not allow anything outside the courtyard to enter his ears and eyes.

At the beginning, some people were unaware of his strictness in this regard and told him some interesting stories from outside. He would directly expel them from the Caizheyuan.

Those with ulterior motives were even used as materials for his magic… Later, no one dared to tell him about what happened outside the hospital.”

Listening to the man's story, Geng Xuan nodded slightly.

As for Dean Caizhe, his image in his mind gradually became richer after his death.

At this moment, he didn't say anything else, and his eyes were focused on one of them.

The "tug of war" is over.

The other two bodies, which were originally full of vitality, like the other seven, have become as exhausted as a candle in the wind.

Originally, the vitality was dispersed among ten people.

At this moment, all attention was focused on one person.

The "ripples" emanating from the other nine people, which were not many to begin with, quickly disappeared as the characteristics of living people.

Just like the withering of plants, from birth to death, it is just a matter of a moment.

The other two wrists that were originally tightly "kissing" with the wrists of the only "lucky person" in the room, the wounds on the wrists also fell off from the wrists gently like withered grass and trees.

The strange state of being connected to other people in a circle also ended automatically, and he became a person again.

The same thing happened to the other nine people. Their wrists that were "kissing" each other fell off, and they became nine people again.

wrong.

It turned into nine corpses.

At the moment when these nine people died, Geng Xuan saw that the red name on the head of the sleeping "lucky guy", which was originally around six or seven points red, suddenly changed drastically.

Both the concentration and scale of red names have increased significantly.

The red name has stabilized again, and if quantified by red luck, it has reached about eighteen points.

"..."

Seeing such changes, Geng Xuan remained silent.

From a certain perspective, as the only survivor of this "game", the deaths of the other nine people can indeed be attributed to this person.

But Geng Xuan couldn't help but complain in his heart: "Idiot."

The object of the complaints was naturally the "flint bead" who was so rigid that he could not adapt at all.

……

After a while, Geng Xuan regained consciousness. He looked at the man and asked:

"Now, how many such... recipients are there in this Caizheyuan?"

Hearing this, the man lowered his head and remained silent for a moment.

I don't know whether he was thinking about it or just felt a little afraid to speak.

But under Geng Xuan's gaze, he did not remain silent for too long, and said softly:
"Because the palace brought too many patients this time, 360 rooms in the courtyard have been activated."

"There are ten people in each room?" Geng Xuan asked after a moment of surprise.

"Yes."

Geng Xuan was stunned and exclaimed: "Three thousand six hundred people at once? What a big deal!"

He paused, looking at the bodies in the room that looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old, and asked in confusion:

“I can understand that Wuyou Palace wants to quickly recover their vitality and improve their strength... but they shouldn’t expect to rely on them to deal with me, right?

And what's the point of getting younger kids, kids under ten, involved?"

The man thought for a moment and explained:
“This approach is actually very damaging to the foundation.

Unless necessary, the palace will try its best to avoid such practices as killing the chicken to get the eggs and draining the pond to catch the fish.

...Now, Wuyou Palace has to do so, so naturally it cannot limit the scope to the middle and high levels.

In that case, as the number of middle and high-level people decreases sharply, the huge number of middle and lower levels that originally served as the foundation will become too bloated and in turn become a backlash force.

Therefore, if we want to streamline and reduce the size, we can only do it from top to bottom.

Maintain overall stability and controllability.

Moreover, although the number has dropped sharply, the potential and strength of each individual has also greatly improved.

For the palace, it is not too bad. "

Remove the dross and retain the essence, eliminate the weak and retain the strong.

Geng Xuan nodded, turned around and walked out: "Go check out the other rooms."

Soon, Geng Xuan pushed open the door of the next door "Right 71".

This was an empty room, but Geng Xuan knew that just about two hours ago, the room was crowded with people.

"Right 70".

Geng Xuan saw the ten people "kissing" each other's wrists and connecting into a ring.

The ten people are all around eleven or twelve years old.

After staring for a while, Geng Xuan judged from the "ripple" state emitted by these people that the change would take at least several hours, or even longer.

He didn't wait to see the result and continued walking towards "Right 69".

Geng Xuan didn't stop again until he reached "right 60".

I looked at twelve rooms in a row, and found that four of them had been vacant recently.

The other eight are all fully staffed with ten people.

The youngest patient in these rooms was less than ten years old, and the oldest was no older than fifteen.

In the "Right 60" room where Geng Xuan paused, the recipients were a group of boys and girls around 11 or 12 years old.

They also happened to have reached the last moment.

It will only be a quarter of an hour or two before the last "lucky one" is born.

So Geng Xuan decided to wait a while.

While waiting for the final moment to arrive, Geng Xuan asked, "How many people like this...are there?"

His question was somewhat vague, but the man who had been following him understood what he meant and said softly:
"From 'Right 21' to 'Right 73', the recipients placed in these fifty-three rooms are all under the age of eighteen.

As for those who are older, there is no special statistics.

Age is no longer the only consideration when arranging rooms for them.

In addition to age, cultivation is also a factor to consider."

"Five hundred and thirty people... and only fifty-three survived?"

"Yes."

"Now that the ceremony has ended, how many people have survived?"

"Eighteen."

"Where now?"

“They are still in the hospital, all still in a coma.

Now, though, they can be awakened by force.

But this is not appropriate. It is best to wait a few more days until they have fully adapted to the drastic changes in their bodies before waking them up. This is the safest way."

Seeing that Geng Xuan didn't say anything, he continued to explain.

In fact, following Geng Xuan made him feel extremely stressed, and he felt as if he was being accompanied by a vicious tiger.

But he knew even more clearly that it would be a more terrifying thing to hide from people at this time and let "Su Ruiliang", who hated evil and Wuyou Palace to the core, wander around alone in the Caizhe Courtyard.

Therefore, even if he was extremely frightened, he had to appear in front of him as soon as possible and do his best to answer his questions and resolve his doubts.

“It has only been a few days since this group of recipients were sent here.

Starting from a day ago, the room closing ceremonies began one after another, and all of them were for people under the age of fifteen.

The older and more advanced the recipients are, the longer it will take.

It will take at least two or three days for the results to come out.”

Geng Xuan nodded and suddenly said, "In other words, those adult recipients are still alive?"

"Yes." The man nodded.

At this point, he seemed to have thought of something, paused, and suddenly said:
"That's not true. Four hundred people have died now."

"Oh?"

The man quickly explained:
"Due to the dean's request, Caizheyuan did not arrange any guards.

Just now, the whole city was in chaos, and your men even headed straight for Caizheyuan.

In order to guard the Caizeyuan, the dean urgently awakened four hundred patients. "

Having said this, he paused and then said:
“The forced interruption of the ritual has already caused fatal damage to the recipients.

Even if you do nothing, you will die within a few days.

In order to prevent them from harboring resentment and forcing them to obey orders, the dean used secret techniques to tamper with their brains, which led to their fearless performance in battle.

Originally, the dean wanted to awaken more, but you came too quickly, and he could only do this much."

Geng Xuan understood and nodded.

As they were talking, the process in the room was reaching its final moment.

As nine people died and only one survived, the wrists that were originally pressed close together were separated.

The originally faint red name above the survivor's head suddenly became bright and eye-catching.

Geng Xuan thought of another thing and said:

"Are there really no problems with the organs in these deceased people?"

The man understood what he was worried about and comforted him:
“No problem, you’ll find out if you check.

Although they died due to complete exhaustion of their vital energy, some areas of their bodies, including some organs, were in very poor condition, but not all of them were.

Some of them are in even better and stronger condition than when they were alive."

Geng Xuan thought about his previous discoveries and nodded slightly.

Looking at the "lucky guy's" broken left arm, I remembered something.

——Under normal circumstances, they are connected through the wrists, but if there are no hands, they can also be connected through the feet or other parts of the body. Apart from looking a bit uncoordinated, there is no real impact.

Question: "Most of these recipients have disabilities, right?"

The man said, "Not all of them are like that, but more than half of them do have disabilities."

"For those who have successfully undergone the surgery, have you provided them with treatment and recovery?" Geng Xuan asked.

"No." The man shook his head.

"This should be a very simple thing for you, right?" Geng Xuan asked.

"It's very simple." said the man.

"Then why not do it? There are so many ready-made materials now."

"Uh……"

The man was stuck here. After a while, he said:
"Except for matters related to their duties, the Caizheyuan cannot have their own will. This is why the palace gives the Caizheyuan such a wide range of freedom.

The task within the palace is only to improve their qualifications and cultivation, and there is no mention of treatment, so we cannot act on our own.

...According to the palace's previous practice, providing rehabilitation treatment to the disabled is a very important means of rewarding them."

After hearing this explanation, Geng Xuan couldn't help but praise the Wuyou Palace's top management for their shrewdness.

If there is no demand, create it.

First, cripple the healthy people, and then make them work like slaves to restore them to health.

high!
Thinking this in my heart, I said:

"I don't have such a rule here. Anyway, there are a lot of materials now. You can take people to restore those disabled people."

"Yes."

Geng Xuan turned and walked out of the room, saying to the man who followed him out:

"I don't need you to accompany me here. Just go and do this... Also, many of my men must have been seriously injured or disabled after this battle. You will be responsible for their treatment as well."

"Yes."

The man responded again, and without staying any longer, he bowed respectfully to him and then turned to call his other four companions.

After several temporary gang members saluted Geng Xuan, they followed him.

Geng Xuan, who was alone, looked at a few more rooms and then skipped all the rooms that housed patients under the age of eighteen.

Went to the rooms where adult practitioners were housed.

Geng Xuan could clearly feel the difference.

And for him, the biggest difference is that these adult recipients, without exception, have very strong red marks on their heads.

If we quantify the good fortune, even the one with the least good reputation will have good fortune of no less than 20 points.

Whether actively or passively, they have truly grown into what Wuyou Palace wants them to be.

And these people are the main force of this group of recipients.

Even if we exclude the 400 people who died due to emergency awakening, there are still nearly 2,700 people.

If Zheng Qingyan and others had not acted quickly and decisively enough, they would not have given Dean Caizhe more time.

Thinking about the consequences, Geng Xuan couldn't help but shake his head.

Geng Xuan looked at the rooms numbered "front", "left" and "back" from a distance, but he did not check them one by one.

Instead, he came to the dozens of temporary gang members and said:

"You don't need to be so cautious. Just assign a few people to keep an eye on them. I believe that as long as they have brains, they won't do anything rash.

...The rest of you, I will give you a new task."

Hearing this, everyone immediately became excited.

These temporary gang members left behind by Zheng Qingyan and others to obey his orders included Tang Caizhu's confidants, as well as people from the Blood Fang Group and the Xu family.

Naturally, they would not show any rebelliousness to such an order.

But they still felt a little disappointed that they couldn't join the rest of their companions in the next action.

Now, hearing that they had a new task to do, they all looked at Geng Xuan eagerly.

Geng Xuan said, "Except for the rooms after 'Right Second One', go through the rest of the rooms..."

Hearing this, those originally eager faces gradually revealed expressions of doubt.

"...Kill all those who were affected by the spell."

"what?"

"what!!"

"..."

Hearing such an order, everyone couldn't help but exclaim.

Geng Xuan frowned and said:
"Why are you making such a fuss? Or do you think this mission is difficult?
If you think there is a problem, I will arrange someone else to do it."

When everyone heard this, their expressions changed and they quickly waved their hands, saying, "Boss, you misunderstood. We'll go right away, we'll go right away!"

As they spoke, everyone bowed to Geng Xuan and rushed towards the rooms.

Rushing to the rooms, each person rushed into a different room.

Soon, extremely dense red auras emerged from the wall and quickly swept through the air, gathering towards Geng Xuan's brow like a school of deep-sea fish. (End of this chapter)