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Ivy didn't seem to be fooled by Xiu En's smile and boundless energy.

She could sense that something was wrong with Xiu En's body, and subconsciously thought that Xiu En's condition had worsened again.

Just as Hugh was about to pick up the shield and take another bite of its edge, a thick, glowing vine suddenly emerged from the ground and wrapped around his ankle.

There was no room for resistance.

Of course, the main reason was that Xiu En himself didn't intend to resist. In this way, in front of everyone, he was dragged by the Plant Queen from the banquet hall to the greenhouse that Bruce had prepared for Ivy at the manor, with one hand holding the iron bar and the other holding the shield.

"Hey! Be gentle! This shield is expensive, don't scratch it on the ground!"

Xiu En just kept talking about the spoils in his arms, completely unconcerned about his undignified way of leaving.

Alfred gave a graceful bow from behind: "I will prepare a supper for you and deliver it to the greenhouse entrance, sir. Please cooperate fully with Miss Pamela's research work."

The air in the greenhouse is always fresh, but that night, the plants seemed unusually restless.

Ivy pressed Xiu En down onto an examination bed that had been converted from a high-end medical pod by Wayne Enterprises.

Of course, the restraints above were replaced with sturdier green vines.

She was adjusting the holographic screen next to her, trying to get the guy's current physical parameters.

"That's impossible."

Pamela frowned as she watched the readings on the screen jump wildly before turning into a string of question marks.

Xiu En's lungs now have a strange golden-red color.

It is a completely new substance.

Even every cell is breathing greedily, converting the inhaled oxygen into some kind of higher-energy particle.

Unable to define this life form, the analyzer emitted a wisp of black smoke, and then the screen went black with a snap.

"The machine is broken, damn Bruce, he gave me a defective one."

Ivy patted the control panel, somewhat exasperated.

"No, it just hasn't learned how to appreciate art yet."

Xiu En easily broke free of the wrist-thick vine and sat up.

"Look, I feel amazing right now, even my breathing feels sweet."

To prove he wasn't lying, Xiu En took a deep breath and activated the "Shaohao Longevity Scripture" he had just acquired in his mind.

The moment he exhaled, a very faint but clearly visible golden mist emanated from his mouth and nose.

The mutated plants that had been dormant all around seemed to sense the top-quality fertilizer and instantly awoke.

A flower that had been somewhat withered stood upright again the moment the mist touched its leaves, its buds bloomed, and even the veins of the leaves turned a dark gold with a metallic sheen.

"Even if you don't glow, you're still a walking super fertilizer."

Ivy squinted, watching the children who were usually not so attentive to her now desperately rubbing against Xiu En, and her feelings were a little complicated.

She stretched out a hand and gently touched Xiu En's chest with her fingertips.

hard.

But it's hot.

Her fingertips felt as if they were touching a piece of warm jade that had been baked in the sun all day.

"So, how much longer do I have to live, doctor?"

By human standards, you should have died long ago.

Ivy didn't pull her hand away; her gaze drifted to the brightly blooming flower beside her.

"But with that kind of life force? If you don't do something reckless, you might be able to turn every single pane of glass in this greenhouse into sand."

"That's great."

Xiu En smiled brightly.

"That way I'll have enough time. I think we can try planting some iron trees, real iron trees. Maybe I can grow some kind of metallic fruit that I don't like to eat."

Pamela did not refute his nonsense.

She simply squeezed his hand slightly harder, then turned her back to him, pretending to sort out the already chaotic instrument data.

"Don't get too excited, you bastard. Even if you don't die, you still have to remember to shine for me every day."

Although it was a threatening tone, the lightness in that voice was undeniable.

It couldn't even fool the leaves swaying merrily in the room.

He pushed open the heavy glass door of the greenhouse, and the feeling of his whole body cheering made him restless.

He could even feel the earth beneath his feet itself binding him less and less.

Gravity became a negotiable suggestion.

"I need to go outside for some fresh air."

Xiu En strode towards the lawn in the center of the garden.

"Why are you getting some fresh air so late at night? Your hormone levels haven't gone down yet, be careful not to burn yourself."

Despite saying that, Pamela still followed him out, clutching two spare fast-growing seeds in her hand in case the bastard suddenly lost control and blew up half the garden.

Xiu En stood in the middle of the perfectly trimmed lawn.

He was simply trying to control the heat flowing through his newly formed golden bones, just as he would control his breathing.

Then, that scene unfolded.

Xiu En's shoe sole simply and uneventfully left the tip of the grass.

One centimeter, two centimeters... one meter.

He rose up slowly, stiffly and even somewhat comically.

"Ha! I knew it!"

Shuen awkwardly waved his arms in mid-air, trying to maintain his balance, and as a result, he began to slowly drift sideways.

"Is this the benefit of being a permanent employee? No more having to go through doors to enter and exit?"

Pamela looked up a few meters below him, her expression shifting from worry to a complex look of someone watching rare and exotic creatures: "If you're trying to fight crime at this speed of ten centimeters per second, those robbers might just turn themselves in because they get impatient."

"Speed ​​isn't the point, posture is! Wait, it's getting a bit hot."

Xiu En muttered something.

As he soared above the tops of the century-old oak trees in the manor, his power was fully unleashed.

For an instant.

A pure, dazzling radiance burst forth from every pore of his body—it was truly sunlight, imbued with vastness and warmth!

In the darkness, it seemed as if a small golden sun was rising above Wayne Manor.

The light was not only bright, but also carried a kind of oppressive force that did not belong to this rainy city.

It is pure Yang, the wrathful gaze of Venus, and also another aspect of Shao Hao's divine authority as the White Emperor.

The glory before his rise to power!

The surrounding darkness was directly dispelled by this light.

[Taibai Golden Elixir Fusion - Hidden Inheritance Triggered]

【Shaohao's True Form - Bloodline of the Sun: Activation】

Current progress: 1% (The first cry of the golden crow)

Xiu En didn't notice the system's prompts in his mind; his eyes were now filled with golden light.

A cry seemed to resonate deep within the soul.

The light and shadow behind him distorted, vaguely outlining the silhouette of a divine bird with three legs and a body covered in fire. Although it only lasted for a moment, it silenced all the birds within a radius of several miles, causing them to tremble and lie in their nests.

Below, the plants, which had been excited by Xiu En's aura, now seemed to have met a true king, drooping their leaves and bowing in submission.

Pamela instinctively shielded her eyes with her hand; the light was too stimulating for someone connected to the green of all things.

"Damn it, this isn't the spectrum that humans should have."

She even felt a slight stinging sensation on her skin.

"Shuen! Turn your headlights down! Do you want to roast all of Afu's potted plants?"

"I want to too! But I can't find the switch!"

The sun in the sky shouted, but its voice was somewhat inaudible due to the distance and the surge of energy.

Xiu En now sensed that power seeking an outlet.

He tried to bring himself down, but the upward buoyancy didn't seem to want to.