A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Let's go back a few days.

An abandoned industrial park.

Overgrown with weeds and rusted, the roof of the corrugated iron factory building was covered with grass, making it look like a ruin that had been forgotten for decades.

But if you really think that way, then you've fallen for their trick.

This dilapidated factory is surrounded by an illusion array.

When ordinary people walk past from the outside, all they see is a pile of ruins; not even a stray cat would bother to go inside.

Inside the factory, there's a hidden world.

A huge bronze alchemy furnace stood in the center of the factory. Its body was covered with densely packed runes, which gleamed with a faint dark red light in the dim light, looking as if it had just been pulled out of hell.

Beneath the alchemy furnace, flames roared.

The fuel for that fire was not charcoal or coal, but rather disemboweled corpses.

The corpses were piled up haphazardly in the furnace, their limbs twisted and in various positions. The grease dripping onto the flames made a sizzling sound, accompanied by a nauseating stench that permeated the entire factory.

Three people sat in a triangular formation around the alchemy furnace.

Three identical faces.

Round face, small eyes, flat nose, thick lips—they all look like they were carved from the same mold, ugly in a neat and uniform way.

Huang Da, Huang Er, Huang San.

The triplets, evil cultivators who roamed over from the Han Dynasty, are the same group that caused trouble in Xiao Rixing's area.

At this moment, several disemboweled corpses lay beside the three of them.

The corpses included men and women, young and old, and without exception, their chest cavities were all opened, their ribs folded outwards, revealing empty abdominal cavities.

All the internal organs inside were removed.

Huang Da reached into a corpse and pulled out a heart. The heart was still warm and was beating slightly in his palm.

He glanced at it, nodded in satisfaction, and then casually tossed it aside. The heart traced an arc and landed precisely in the alchemy furnace.

"Thump."

With a muffled thud, the flames in the alchemy furnace suddenly shot up, emitting a buzzing roar, as if cheering and jumping for joy.

Huang Er wasn't idle either.

He was pulling a liver out of a corpse; the liver was slippery, and he had to grab it several times before he could get a firm grip, all the while cursing under his breath.

"Damn, this thing is so slippery, like an eel."

Huang San was handling the body of a young woman.

He first removed the woman's lung lobes and carefully set them aside. Then he pried open her mouth, examined her teeth, and nodded.

"Hmm, this tooth is pretty good. I can keep it and make a little gadget from it."

The three of them were busy with their own tasks, each with skillful techniques, quick movements, clear division of labor, and excellent teamwork.

He's obviously a veteran.

The extracted internal organs were then placed into the alchemical furnace in sequence according to the five elements: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

The heart belongs to the fire element, so it should be targeted first.

The liver belongs to the element of wood, so this is the second choice.

The lungs belong to the metal element, so it should be treated repeatedly.

The kidneys belong to the water element, so it is recommended to administer the medicine four times.

The spleen belongs to the earth element, so it should be given last.

Each time a pill is thrown in, the flames in the furnace change color—red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple—like neon lights, which looks quite flashy.

And those corpses whose internal organs had been removed were not wasted.

Huang Er casually grabbed a corpse and threw it under the alchemy furnace.

With a "whoosh," the flames suddenly leaped up, instantly engulfing the corpse and turning it into fuel, making a "crackling" sound, like setting off firecrackers during the Chinese New Year.

"Brother, this batch of goods is of good quality, it burns really well." Huang Er rubbed his hands together and chuckled.

Huang Datou didn't even look up, focusing on controlling the fire in the alchemy furnace: "Nonsense, look at them, they're all dressed in gold and silver, they're all making a fortune."

The three of them chatted and worked at the same time, as if they were not using living people to make elixirs, but preparing a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner in the kitchen.

After an unknown amount of time, the flames in the furnace gradually subsided, and the runes on the furnace body slowly dimmed.

A rich aroma of medicine wafted from the alchemy furnace.

The medicinal aroma was so strong it was almost overwhelming, carrying a hint of blood and a cloying sweetness that made one dizzy and nauseous just by smelling it.

It became.

Huang Da's eyes lit up, and he suddenly stood up, walked quickly to the furnace, formed a hand seal, chanted incantations, and then slammed his palm on the furnace lid.

"Bang!"

The stove lid flew off, and a blast of hot air rushed out.

A blood-red pill slowly floated out of the alchemy furnace.

The pill was only the size of a thumb, completely blood red, with a layer of lustrous sheen on its surface, looking just like a red agate, incredibly beautiful.

But if you look closely, you can see that on the surface of the pill, there are faintly distorted human faces, men and women, old and young, with their mouths open, silently screaming, as if they are enduring endless pain.

Huang Da stared at the pill, his eyes gleaming with greed. He grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and laughed heartily.

"Haha! It's done! The Five Elements Blood Pill! I've finally refined it!"

As he spoke, he reached out to grab the pill.

But his hand froze halfway through its reach.

Because a hand, faster than his, reached out from behind him.

That hand was fair and slender, with distinct knuckles, and the nails were neatly trimmed and clean, looking like a work of art.

With a gentle pinch of two fingers, he grasped the blood-red pill.

Huang Da's body stiffened.

Those weren't his two younger brothers' hands.

His two younger brothers were both rough and clumsy, with short, thick fingers that looked like five hot potato sticks. They couldn't even pinch an ant, let alone a pill.

Huang Da was a seasoned veteran, and although he was panicking inside, he managed to keep a calm facade.

Without turning around, he flicked his elbow and a grotesque bone spur shot out from his elbow, piercing the air with a whooshing sound, and thrust it viciously behind him!

At the same time, he winked at his two younger brothers, signaling them to come at him together.

As a result, Huang Er and Huang San were found kneeling on the ground at some point.

She knelt so smoothly.

Kneeling on the ground, hands on their knees, heads bowed, not daring to breathe, they were as obedient as two quails.

Huang Da was furious and started cursing:

"Damn it! You spineless cowards! We evil cultivators don't kneel to heaven or earth! The Heavenly King himself is here—"

As he cursed, he spewed out more bone spurs from his hand, making his entire arm look ferocious and terrifying, and turned to launch an attack.

Then he saw the person's face clearly.

It was a young face.

He looked to be in his early twenties, with delicate features, smiling eyes, and a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, exuding a subtle air of roguishness.

With a "thump".

Huang Da knelt down more smoothly than his two younger brothers.

The sound of the knee hitting the ground was crisp and pleasant, but it hurt just to hear it.

Huang Er and Huang San knelt beside him, secretly raising their heads to glance at their eldest brother.

Huang Er asked in a low voice, "Brother, why did you stop talking? Were you introducing her here?"

Huang Da turned around, glared at him fiercely, and muttered in a low voice, "Shut up! How was I supposed to know the Heavenly King himself was really here!"

Damn it, even if the King of Heaven himself came, he wouldn't have reminded him that these two younger brothers are really no good. Aren't they just ruining their brother's life?

After scolding Huang Da, he turned his head back, his face instantly plastered with a fawning smile, as if he had seen his own father. His eyes narrowed into slits, and his mouth stretched to the back of his ears, revealing a mouthful of large, yellow teeth.

"Oh my! Isn't this Master Dao? What brings you here? You should have told me in advance so I could have given you a proper welcome!"

—The comic book title is: "A Cultist in Bureau 749, the Most Fierce at Skinning and Muscle-Pulling." It'll probably be released in the next couple of days. Apparently, there are two versions. Our little Ji is quite handsome, but Dog Lord is a bit strange. One version features a Shiba Inu, and the other a Shar Pei. (ᯣ_ᯣ)