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

Just as Ji Zuodao was pondering whether steaming or braising the black bear would be more nutritious, Officer Chen rushed over, stopped in front of him, and reported in a low voice:

"Investigator Ji, there's a family on the fifth floor... something's not right. Our people can't get them to open the door, and the people inside are shouting through the door, very agitated, refusing to come out, and refusing to let us in either. And..."

Officer Chen paused, his expression somewhat strange.

"That household's security door also has a problem; it's too thick, practically the level of a bank vault. You might need to go up and take a look yourself."

Ji Zuodao's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded.

"lead the way."

He took a step and walked away, and Dogye immediately followed, wagging its tail, its eyes gleaming with the excitement of an upcoming hunt.

Li Shuwen hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and followed.

He had also offended that vengeful bear, so staying by Ji Zuodao's side was probably the safest option for him right now.

The group went up to the fifth floor.

As soon as he stepped out of the stairwell, Ji Zuodao understood what the police meant by "not quite normal".

At the end of the fifth-floor corridor, the so-called security door was more of a metal barrier embedded in the wall than a door.

The thick alloy plates are cast seamlessly into the wall at the edges, with no decorations or peepholes on the surface.

The door locks are even more complicated, with mechanical locks and electronic combination locks nested together, and there is also a separate emergency physical bolt next to it, which is as thick as a child's arm.

This doesn't look like the entrance door to a residential building.

This is clearly the protection standard for a bank vault or certain specialized laboratories!

How could an ordinary resident have turned their home into this mess?

"I've asked the neighbors."

"That's what Officer Chen, who's leading the way, said in a low voice."

"The male homeowner is named Zhou He, who lives alone. He is 28 years old. About half a month ago, he suddenly hired a construction team to work day and night to renovate his front door and the adjacent walls like this. It was quite noisy, and the neighbors complained, but the property management couldn't do anything about it."

"They said it was to prevent theft, but now it seems..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear.

Do we need to go to this lengths to prevent theft?

This clearly shows that someone has a guilty conscience and is guarding against something even more terrifying.

Ji Zuodao walked to the heavy alloy door, stretched out his finger, and gently knocked.

The dull metallic echo revealed its astonishing thickness.

"People inside, open the door. Routine check." His voice was calm.

There was a few seconds of silence inside the door, followed by a man's hoarse, tense, and nervously trembling roar:

"Get out! All of you get out! I already said I'm not opening the door, you damn useless trash. If you're going to waste your time, hurry up and kill that damned mother bear."

Ji Zuodao and Li Shuwen exchanged a glance.

Hey, you even know whether a bear is male or female, Chang Wei, and you still say you don't know martial arts.

There was nothing more to say, so Ji Zuodao stopped hesitating.

With your right hand, fingers together like a knife, make a clean and decisive slash across your left palm!

"laugh--"

The sound of flesh tearing was faint yet clear.

A deep, bone-revealing wound opened up, and a stream of dark, viscous blood gushed out instantly.

The blood was darker and thicker than normal.

Immediately afterward, to the astonishment of Officer Chen and Li Shuwen, Ji Zuodao flicked his wrist, splashing the blood gushing from his palm like ink onto the incredibly heavy alloy door!

"laugh--!!"

The blood splattered on the cold alloy door panel did not flow or drip like ordinary liquid.

Instead, it was as if strong acid had been poured onto metal, instantly producing a violent, teeth-grinding corrosive sound!

Dark red blood spread and seeped across the door panel as if it were alive.

Wherever it passed, it softened and melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a wax figure under the scorching sun, emitting wisps of blue smoke with a pungent metallic smell!

In just a few breaths, a large hole, big enough for one person to pass through, was quickly melted into the heavy alloy door!

The edges were jagged, and molten metal dripped down, scorching small pits into the ground.

Light and shadowy figures could be faintly seen from behind the door.

The corridor was deathly silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, as if they had been choked, at the large hole in the door that was still hissing and smoking.

Li Shuwen's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and his mouth was agape enough to fit a goose egg.

Even a Qi Master is human!

At least until we get through the three calamities and five tribulations.

We are all made of flesh and blood!

At most, it has been tempered by spiritual energy, making its strength, toughness, and resilience far exceed those of ordinary people.

Although its physical structure may have been optimized, it is still essentially a carbon-based organism.

The main components of blood are still water, red blood cells, proteins, electrolytes, etc.

I've never heard of any alchemist whose blood is corrosive, even more terrifying than aqua regia.

What the hell is that monster?!

Ji Zuodao shook his left hand, and the deep wound that exposed bone had stopped bleeding. The flesh at the edges twitched slightly and began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Without even glancing at the two petrified figures behind him, he lifted his foot and took a step.

Calmly, he walked into the large hole he had melted with his blood.

Dog followed closely behind, and as it passed the cave entrance, it disgustedly scratched at the still reddening and softening molten metal with its paw.

Li Shuwen stood there, watching the figure disappear into the light behind the doorway, then looked at the small craters on the ground caused by blood, and his Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty.

He suddenly felt...

My earlier worry about being retaliated against by the bear was probably unnecessary.

Being by this man's side, what I should be worried about... seems to be something else entirely.

Ji Zuodao casually kicked aside an empty can, found a seat on the relatively clean sofa, crossed his legs, and calmly looked at Zhou He's face, which was distorted with fear.

"Tell me about it."

He got straight to the point.

"How did you manage to provoke that bear outside?"

Zhou He's body trembled violently, his face turned deathly pale, his eyes darted around in a panic, and his lips trembled:

"I don't know what you're talking about! It's none of my business!"

"Oh?"

"You don't know?"

Ji Zuodao tilted his head and glanced at Dog Master, who had been silent since entering and had been staring intently at Zhou He with his dark, dog-like eyes.

"Dogman, he says he doesn't know."

Upon hearing this, Dog King grinned, revealing a ferocious smile.

It slowly strolled up to Zhou He, and then, in a clear, low voice with obvious sarcasm, spoke in human language:

"have no idea?"

"Kid, do you remember your hometown, that little village at the foot of Changbai Mountain in Northeast China?"

Zhou He's expression grew even more terrified. The damn dog had actually started talking, just like that bear.

Ignoring Zhou He's drastically changed expression, Doggy continued speaking:

"Last month you went back to your hometown to relax, carrying the old homemade gun your father left you, and sneaked into the old forest behind the mountain."

"We're lucky to have found a lone bear cub. It looks like it hasn't been separated from its mother for long."

With each word Dog Master spoke, Zhou He's face paled a little more, and his body trembled more violently.

"You were ecstatic, weren't you? You thought you'd struck gold. Before that brat could even react, you pulled the trigger."

"Bang! One shot, and he's down. Blood splattered all over his face."

Dog Lord's voice was calm, yet every word was piercing.

"And then what? You skinned that still-breathing brat, bled him, and took out his internal organs to feed the wild dogs in the bushes."

"You happily carried the remaining dozens of pounds of meat home, bragged about it to your two cronies, and that very night you set up a big iron pot and stewed it."

"Tsk tsk, you've taken everything, from food to valuables. You even tanned the bear skin, saying you'd bring it back to use as a blanket. And you soaked the bear bile in alcohol, saying it's an aphrodisiac..."