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

"Dog, don't rush."

Ji Zuodao had a smile playing on his lips.

"As the saying goes, good things come to those who wait. They've already started the fire themselves, so let's be patient. But... I wouldn't mind giving them a little extra 'heat'."

After saying that, he bit his fingertip and flicked it.

A drop of blood, dark red in color and emitting a strange, fishy smell, was precisely shot into the deep blue flames burning around Wu Wen.

boom--!

The flames surged instantly, as if boiling oil had been poured into them!

The color also changed from a deep blue to a more eerie, almost black, ghostly blue, with flames dancing wildly and the temperature soaring!

Wu Wen was stunned for a moment, then felt an unprecedentedly powerful force surging within his body, and couldn't help but burst into wild laughter:

"Hahahaha! Fool! I don't know what you did, but this power is enough for me to burn you to ashes!"

Ji Zuodao smiled without saying a word, and simply raised his hand and waved.

An invisible spiritual energy shield instantly formed, enveloping Wu Wen along with the raging, ghostly blue flames—

This was both to prevent the damage to the houses and because...

He and Doggy both really like the authentic flavor of braised chicken in a clay pot, so they can't let it lose its aroma.

Wu Wen's maniacal laughter quickly turned into a horrified scream.

He found himself completely out of control of the flames!

The eerie blue flames seemed to possess a life of their own, greedily licking his flesh and spiritual energy, the intense pain contorting his face.

"No! No! Stop! This shouldn't be happening!"

He tried to break free of the spiritual energy shield, but his own spiritual power was out of control, and he was unable to shake the restraints set up by Ji Zuodao.

When he saw Ji Zuodao leisurely taking out medicinal herbs that exuded either a chilling or scorching aura and tossing them into the flames like seasonings, Wu Wen completely broke down.

This devil... he doesn't want to kill me, he wants to... refine me!

"Please! Kill me! Just kill me! Don't torture me!!"

Wu Wen knelt in the flames, letting out mournful howls; at this moment, death had become a luxury.

Ji Zuodao acted as if he hadn't heard.

Just kidding, the fire's blazing hot, the seasonings' already in the pot, and he and Doggy are both waiting to start the feast. Turning off the fire now? No way.

Several large black veins swam out from Ji Zuodao's sleeve, picked up the already shriveled corpses of the kidnappers on the ground, and threw them into the spiritual energy shield.

Even a mosquito's leg is still meat; you can at least squeeze out some scraps, so you can't waste it.

"You bastard! I curse you! I curse you to a horrible death!!"

Wu Wen uttered the most vicious curse, his voice gradually distorting and weakening as the flames burned.

Ji Zuodao casually picked at his ear.

He and Dog Master were about to devour him, so he cursed a few times before he died, just to add some "flavor" to this feast.

His expression turned solemn, and he formed an ancient and eerie hand seal with his hands, chanting softly as if his voice came from the depths of the netherworld:

"Mysterious Yin is charcoal, and malevolent fire is the furnace."

The flames within the aura shield suddenly contracted inward, solidifying into a tangible form.

"When bones turn to ash, the spirit is revived."

Wu Wen and his remains rapidly melted in the flames, impurities turned to ashes, and the purest life essence and soul power were forcibly extracted and gathered.

"Drawing Qi from the Nine Netherworlds, it takes root in the defiled earth."

Strands of Yin energy were drawn from the void and merged into the increasingly refined energy core.

"The moment the elixir is completed, even gods and ghosts weep and ghosts faint!"

As the last incantation was uttered, the light within the spiritual energy shield shone brightly, then abruptly subsided.

A dozen or so pills, each the size of a longan, perfectly round, dark red in color, and with strange patterns flowing on their surface, floated quietly in the spot where Wu Wen had originally been.

Blood Elixir, complete!

Ji Zuodao let out a long sigh of relief, as if he had completed a fine work of art.

With a wave of his hand, a dozen or so dark red blood pills obediently flew into his palm.

It feels slightly warm to the touch, with a subtle pulse, and exudes a pure and alluring aroma.

"Woof...Woof! Woof!"

Dog was already impatient, its tongue lolling out, its two front paws pawing at Ji Zuodao's trouser leg.

Its tail wagged like a propeller, and drool dripped all over the ground.

"Quick! Let me have a taste! This flavor is irresistible! It's been so long since I've had such authentic meat!"

Ji Zuodao looked at its drooling, pathetic appearance and shook his head with amusement. He carefully divided the blood pill into two portions and poured the larger portion into Dog Lord's wide-open mouth.

The dog swallowed it whole, squinted its eyes, its fur all over its body stretched out, and it made a blissful purring sound from its throat.

"Mmm—! 99% perfect, a rare find! The cooking time, the ingredients, the sheer freshness... authentic! Absolutely authentic!"

It was so comfortable that its tongue dangled out, and it forgot to retract it for a long time.

Ji Zuodao also picked up a blood pill and put it into his mouth.

The pill melted instantly upon entering the mouth, and a surge of scorching and powerful pure energy exploded forth, merging into the limbs and bones, and finally flowing into the spiritual sea.

This caused the spiritual sea to surge, and his cultivation level visibly improved by a small margin.

"good."

Ji Zuodao nodded in satisfaction and carefully put away the remaining blood pills.

Unlike Dog Lord, who has a stomach that seems to connect to another dimension, he wouldn't be cultivating if he swallowed too much at once; instead, he would self-destruct.

Inside the command vehicle, there was a deathly silence.

The last live footage transmitted by the drone and the button camera seems to be playing on a loop right before everyone's eyes—

From being devoured by the black tendon, to being refined by the ghostly blue flames, and then to the strange incantation and the final formation of the blood pill...

Throughout the entire process, all the "investigators" maintained a sculpted posture.

Only the slight twitching of their eyes and the sound of swallowing revealed the turmoil in their hearts.

After a long silence, Liu Mingcai, as if being choked, squeezed out a dry, incredulous sentence:

"Father...Father! Brother Ji...he...he's practically a heretical cultivator, isn't he?!"

He had previously thought that Ji Zuodao's cultivation method was a bit "wild" and "hellish".

Having witnessed "alchemy on living people" with his own eyes, he could no longer deceive himself.

"This...this evil alchemy practice was ordered to be completely destroyed in the early days of the People's Republic of China, and related sects were eradicated. The records of those purges..."

Deputy Director Liu leaned back in his chair, leisurely sipped the goji berry tea from his thermos, looking completely at ease, as if he knew she would ask that question.

"He's definitely a heretical cultivator."

He put down his cup, his tone as calm as if he were discussing the cafeteria's menu for the evening.

"Otherwise, why would I have risked my reputation, gone to the General Administration, banged on the table, and insisted on getting this special recruitment spot?"

He smacked his lips, as if recalling some unpleasant past event, and laughed and cursed:

"Damn it, back then, to write that special admission application and background guarantee materials for him, your dad stayed up for three nights straight, writing dozens of pages!"

"Just arguing the central idea that 'this evil can be controlled, this talent can be used, and this technique can benefit the country' is enough to make me lose clumps of hair from worry."