Caixia Mountain, Divine Hand Valley.
At this moment, Mo Juren, looking aged, gazed up at the sky, feeling a sense of inner collapse.
No one knew that just a short while ago, the original Dr. Mo had died and his Soul extinguished for some unspeakable reason, and now residing in his body was a Soul from another world.
Mo Juren felt a bit helpless. The same surname, a homophonic given name. When he first read the Mortal novel, he found it somewhat strange, but he never imagined that one day they would merge into one.
He could only sigh at the overbearing nature of destiny; Mortals only had the fate of being toyed with, unable to resist.
As a Mortal fan, he was intimately familiar with the Mortal novel. Especially regarding Dr. Mo at the beginning, he understood him even more deeply because of their shared name.
Mo Juren was a tragic figure. As the protagonist's enlightened mentor, his early life was incredibly glorious and brilliant. At a young age, he established the Surprise Dragon Association, which under his management, once became one of the three major overlords of Lan Province.
His career was successful, and his family was equally blissful. His five beautiful wives were all peerless beauties, and his three daughters were intelligent and clever, each with their own unique charm. As a Mortal, achieving such accomplishments was truly enviable.
Unfortunately, in his middle age, he was betrayed by a confidant and fled to another land until he met Yu Zitong, a Cultivator, and his fate completely changed. He was too confident, thinking he could handle it with his own strength, but he underestimated the difficulty of dealing with Cultivators.
Failing to obtain the Spirit Medicine, he launched a surprise attack. Although he destroyed the opponent's body, he also suffered a backlash and was afflicted by the opponent's curse. His life force rapidly drained away, turning him into the current Dr. Mo.
Speaking of Yu Zitong, this fellow who mingled in the Mortal world, indulged in pleasure. Mo Juren felt a bit disdainful, just like the original owner, he also looked down on the other party. If not for being born well and possessing a Spiritual Root, he wouldn't even be better than a waste.
Of course, at this moment, the other party was possessing his body, so even if he had opinions, he couldn't show them.
“You seem a bit restless? Are you worried about the Possession?” Suddenly, a voice entered his mind. It was Yu Zitong, who seemed to sense his abnormality and asked with doubt.
“This matter is of great importance, so naturally, I'm concerned. Could it be that the method you gave still has some hidden dangers?” Mo Juren, of course, wouldn't reveal the true situation and retorted with a question.
“You and I are now on the same boat, so how could I harm you?” Yu Zitong's voice suddenly rose, as if to state his position.
“Let's hope so.”
Mo Juren replied faintly, not wanting to argue with the other party anymore.
At this moment, his mind was constantly racing, thinking about the current situation.
In his leisure time, he had also read many novels about Transmigration to the Mortal world. Those peers generally fell into two categories.
One type was reckless, directly rushing to the Seven Mysteries Sect to snatch the Little Green Bottle; the second type was more cautious, fearing retaliation from the protagonist's future self, either befriending the protagonist and choosing to cling to their thigh, or fleeing far away to develop on their own, avoiding the protagonist.
However, for him, this was actually something he didn't need to consider, only looking at the time node of the Transmigration.
If it was before Han Li found the Little Green Bottle, snatching it would be fine, because destiny would change, and the future would also change. If it had already been found, then it indicated that the future self had already arrived, and the time loop had formed.
At this point, if he still recklessly tried to snatch it, it wouldn't be recklessness, but brain damage.
Unfortunately, Mo Juren belonged to the latter.
At this time, Han Li had already been in the Seven Mysteries Sect for four years. What should have happened had already happened, and he had completely extinguished the idea of snatching it.
However, this was the Mortal world. Cultivators were the protagonists of heaven and earth. What should he do as a Mortal without a Spiritual Root? Wait for death? Moreover, he was still severely injured and didn't have many years left.
Thinking of this, his heart couldn't help but become tangled again.
Suddenly, he thought of something: How did he Transmigrate? Did he have a Golden Finger?
“Ding”
Suddenly, a mechanical voice sounded, completely startling him.
“Could it be… really…”
As his thoughts turned, the Void Realm before his eyes suddenly shifted, and an illusory screen appeared.
Name: Mo Juren
Realm: Innate Martial Artist
Bloodline: None
Technique: None
Spell: None
Materials: One Transcendent Soul (Rank 1)
Bloodline Transformation Furnace: Activated
“Bloodline Transformation Furnace, isn't that game?”
Seeing the display on the screen, Mo Juren was stunned. He was too familiar with this thing; it was a mobile game, “Monster Hunter Continent,” developed by the game company he worked for before his Transmigration.
That was another kind of Cultivation Dao, completely different from the Mortal world. Humans would obtain extraordinary power by hunting Yao Beasts, seizing their Bloodline, and then Fusing it with themselves.
It was the same for players, except that after killing Yao Beasts and extracting their Bloodline, they would refine the Yao Blood through a Golden Finger like the Bloodline Transformation Furnace, thereby increasing their Rank.
This was much safer than the natives in the game. Because in addition to the Origin Bloodline, Yao Blood also contained a large amount of Impurities and Yao Beast Evil Qi, and direct Fusion had an extremely high mortality rate.
Players were different. The Bloodline Transformation Furnace could refine and remove Impurities and Evil Qi by adding different Spirit Medicine, Ore, Yao Souls, and other Materials, obtaining the purest Origin Bloodline, thus achieving a one hundred percent Fusion.
So, this was his Golden Finger? Or rather, was it also the culprit of his Transmigration?
Mo Juren suddenly realized. He remembered that he was working overtime at the company, coding until late at night, and then inexplicably Transmigrated here.
He also had some conjectures. He feared that Dr. Mo's death was also inseparable from the other party, and he had inherited the other party's memories, most likely by Fusing with their Soul fragments.
Understanding everything, Mo Juren's hanging heart finally relaxed.
Now, he also had a Golden Finger, so all the troublesome problems had solutions. As for the future, with his foresight and understanding of the general trend, he wouldn't fare worse than the protagonist.
He had this much confidence. As one of the developers of Monster Hunter Continent, no one understood the perversion of the Bloodline Transformation Furnace better than him. It was completely like a cheat, like a Divine Artifact; even higher Rank Yao Race Bloodlines could be transformed, and there would be no rejection during Fusion.
“Transcendent Soul should refer to Yu Zitong. So, like the Soul of a Yao Beast, it can also be used as a Material for the Fusion Furnace.”
Mo Juren was secretly delighted. In this way, it just happened to solve one of his biggest troubles. The other party was now fish on a chopping board, at his mercy.
However, it was not the time yet. This was a Transcendent Soul, an absolutely rare Material. Even if he were to use it, he would have to maximize its value.
“What are you looking at?” Yu Zitong's voice came again, carrying doubt and confusion, and a faint, inexplicable palpitation.
“I was just thinking about Han Li's matter and got a bit distracted.” Mo Juren remained calm and continued, “His Cultivation is currently stagnant, so we must think of some solutions.”
“Cultivating Immortality is inherently a time-consuming matter. To speed up Cultivation, one can only compensate with a large amount of precious Spirit Medicine. There is no other way.”
“Therefore, I need to leave temporarily.”
