40: Chapter 40 Bleeding from All Seven Orifices

"Wait, don't kill him!"

At this moment, a familiar female voice suddenly rang out in the dark, claustrophobic surveillance room.

However, Chen Moxuan acted as if he hadn't heard it; the movements of his hands did not pause in the slightest.

From the very beginning, Yang Shan had regarded him as a toy to be tortured at will.

If it weren't for the fact that after his Body Refinement Method reached Perfection, it unexpectedly derived some miraculous changes that he himself had not yet fully understood.

Today, the one with the miserable fate would likely have been him.

He didn't like holding grudges; he preferred to settle scores on the spot!

Thinking this, the lightning surging in Chen Moxuan's palms grew increasingly violent, pouring endlessly into Yang Shan's head.

But at the very moment the lightning flashed, the originally dying Yang Shan actually slowly raised the corners of his mouth in the darkness, revealing a sinister and eerie smile.

In the Dazhou Nation, Transcendent are strictly forbidden from killing each other.

Every Transcendent above C-Class, when registering their Transcendent identity, has a mark from the Special Ability of a certain S-Class Transcendent placed within their body.

This mark will attach itself to the murderer when the Transcendent dies an unnatural death and their Soul dissipates.

And this murderer will have nowhere to hide under the tracking of the mark, facing a manhunt by the entire Superpower Association.

If they die, it's fine, but if they are captured alive, the fate will only be more miserable.

This point is the consensus of all Transcendent in the Dazhou Nation, but what Yang Shan was betting on was that Chen Moxuan was unaware of it.

Yang Shan knew that Chen Moxuan had never undergone Transcendent certification at all!

"Next, just wait to regret this painfully while being hunted by endless Transcendent! You will die a thousand, ten thousand times more miserably than me!"

However, as the lightning in Chen Moxuan's palms continued to pour into Yang Shan's brain, the smile on Yang Shan's face suddenly froze.

He was astonished to discover that these lightning bolts did not, as he had expected, violently destroy his brain tissue.

Instead, they were adhering to the surface of his brain in an extremely eerie manner, as if waiting for something.

"You don't really think I would let you die easily, do you?" Chen Moxuan said indifferently.

The next second, pain—endless, maddening pain—used the lightning as a bridge and instantly overwhelmed all of Yang Shan's senses.

These were the sensations of pain that Chen Moxuan had previously blocked using All-Things Calculation.

After his body absorbed the Ethereal Spirit Electricity, he discovered another way to use All-Things Calculation.

Through this magical lightning, he could convert information that All-Things Calculation had not yet parsed into electrical signals all at once and transmit them directly to others.

However, this kind of transmission required the lightning to make direct contact with the brain. Opportunities for this in battle might be rare, but this was the perfect chance.

Yang Shan opened his mouth wide, blood spilling from his seven orifices, his body convulsing uncontrollably on the floor as if making a final struggle in agony.

"God..."

At his most desperate moment, Yang Shan could only pray to God; actions he once considered entertainment now all turned into sins he had to repent for.

Soon, Yang Shan stopped struggling, his consciousness completely dissipating.

"Light Point Technique."

As that female voice rang out again, a ball of light appeared out of thin air within the room.

This ball of light was only the size of a bean at first, but it expanded rapidly in an instant, illuminating the entire room in the blink of an eye.

Only then did Chen Moxuan realize that the familiar female voice had actually come from the old man who had been standing to the side.

"Still a step too late..."

The old man slowly shook his head, his movements tinged with helplessness.

Chen Moxuan's hair, which had stood on end due to the electrical stimulation, slowly fell back down, and the arcs of electricity surrounding him dissipated, returning him to his usual appearance.

He looked at the old man in front of him, his eyes full of confusion, and couldn't help but ask:

"Are you Song Xin?"

The old man nodded helplessly, and in the next second, his figure became illusory, replaced by a graceful young girl.

After Song Xin appeared, her long-accumulated complaints gushed out like a burst dam:

"I told you not to kill him, don't kill him! Don't you realize how much trouble this will bring?"

"Also, I have to say, your luck is simply Heaven-Defying! Most of the psychiatric hospitals in the entire C City have been infiltrated by the Madman Society. Out of so many places, you just had to enter this one!"

"I went through so much trouble to rush here, did everything I could to secretly replace the dean here, and carefully arranged a room for you that no one would pay attention to.

You just needed to stay there quietly for a few days, and then I could have logically found an excuse to get you discharged."

"But you just had to go out in the middle of the night, looking for trouble, and provoke that Yang Shan. Now look, my whole plan is ruined by you!"

The girl's words came crashing down like a machine-gun volley, rapid-fire and full of complex content.

Chen Moxuan didn't know where to begin responding, and after a moment of stunned silence, he asked:

"What trouble?"

"What trouble?!" Upon hearing this, Song Xin's willow-leaf eyebrows shot up, and she felt a nameless rage flare up from the bottom of her heart,

"From now on, wherever you go, as long as it's within the Dazhou Nation, the Hero Association will have a way to sense your presence."

"You will be on their kill-on-sight list; it will be useless no matter where you run."

After saying this, Song Xin seemed to suddenly think of something, her face instantly turning deathly pale, and she said with a panicked expression:

"No, I have to run too. It won't be long before at least an A-Class Transcendent comes here. Good luck to you."

As Song Xin spoke, she turned around in a panic and walked hurriedly towards the door.

And just as she was about to cross the threshold, Chen Moxuan's next sentence abruptly stopped her in her tracks.

"I didn't kill him."

Hearing this, Song Xin was stunned for a moment, then stopped and slowly turned around.

Her gaze fell on Yang Shan lying on the ground, and she retorted with a look of complete disbelief:

"You didn't kill him? Did he die on his own then? Look at him, he's bleeding from his seven orifices! Don't tell me he's bleeding for fun?"

Chen Moxuan shook his head unhurriedly, his expression calm and his tone tinged with certainty, saying: "Bleeding from the seven orifices is bleeding from the seven orifices; death is death. They cannot be lumped together."

"However, given his current condition, he has probably become a vegetable."

"Come to think of it, it seems there really is no fluctuation of a tracking mark on you." Song Xin leaned in, looking Chen Moxuan over.

Chen Moxuan tilted his head slightly, met Song Xin's gaze, and said unhurriedly:

"What did you mean by the plan you mentioned earlier?"

Song Xin took a step back, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly, and slowly swept back her waterfall-like long hair as she said:

"Student Chen Moxuan, are you interested in being a real mental patient for a few days?"