98: With the prescription in hand, I've broken through to the third stage of martial arts!

Qin Lang sighed.

It seemed that the accidental Curse Removal Technique from last time had indeed produced some uncontrollable side effects.

This "cramp-like" random transformation was a bit of a shock to the System.

But on second thought, it seemed like a good thing.

Since it was an unstable trigger, it meant the witch on the other side would find it hard to pinpoint his location precisely.

As long as he didn't maintain human form for long periods, it shouldn't attract an intergalactic pursuit.

"Forget it, time for sleep."

Qin Lang pulled Little White into his arms and lay back down.

Although reason told him it was fine, the scene just now had been truly erotic.

That snow-white skin, that swaying tail... it resulted in Qin Lang having a rather restless night.

In his dreams, one moment it was Shangguan Xue's cold eyes, the next it was Su Muyue's charming smile.

Eventually, they all turned into the naked Lilith, raising her claws to scratch him.

Early the next morning.

Qin Lang got out of bed with dark circles under his eyes.

He first took out his phone and gave Gao Meng a call.

The Secret Realm assessment was coming up soon, and he planned to give his brother a Saint Grade Energy Supplement.

This thing was a Divine Artifact for endurance at critical moments.

"Sorry, the user you dialed is temporarily unavailable..."

Qin Lang frowned.

This kid was dropping the ball at a critical moment.

Could it be that he saw him making big money yesterday and was intentionally hiding, fearing he'd have to treat him?

He left a message on WeChat and didn't bother further.

Just as he walked out of the dormitory building, a wave-like clamor hit him in the face.

"Have you heard? The Western magic delegation is coming!"

"That Holy Light Academy or whatever is also going to participate in this Secret Realm assessment!"

"It's going to be lively now; we'll not only have to fight mutated beasts but also watch out for that bunch playing with wands."

Passing students were gathered in small groups, discussing animatedly.

Qin Lang raised an eyebrow.

Magicians?

That was something new.

Although the Blue Planet had entered the high-martial era long ago, the Eastern and Western cultivation Systems had always been distinct.

Aside from cooperation on the deep space battlefields, there was rarely such large-scale exchange.

"Senior Qin Lang!"

"Ah! It's the living rookie king!"

Before Qin Lang could think further, a group of sharp-eyed freshman girls spotted him.

Screams rang out instantly.

Next came a brutal encirclement.

"Senior, can I have an autograph?"

"Senior, are you free this weekend? I want to ask for some advice on Dual Cultivation."

"Senior, my cat can also do backflips; do you want to come see?"

Even many sophomores and juniors were mixed in the crowd, their gazes so hot they could practically melt Qin Lang.

Who told this guy to be not only powerful but also rich now?

That aura of spending money like water, combined with that handsome face, was practically walking pheromones.

Qin Lang's scalp felt numb.

While he liked looking at beautiful women, being stared at like a giant panda was truly not a pleasant feeling.

"Excuse me, excuse me."

"I suddenly remembered I left the gas on at home."

Qin Lang didn't care how ridiculous the excuse was; he greased his soles, activated Divine Shadow Without Trace, and slipped straight back to the dorm.

If I can't provoke them, can't I at least hide?

Just as he closed the door, a crisp notification sounded in his mind.

[Ding!]

[Detected bound target 'Su Muyue', basic Spell 'Fireball Technique' has broken through to the second tier!]

[System return mechanism triggered...]

[Congratulations host, you have received thirty times skill proficiency return!]

[Your 'Fireball Technique' has broken through to the tenth tier!]

Qin Lang was stunned for a moment.

Tenth tier?

He extended his finger, and a clump of dark red flame popped out with a "poof."

There was no earth-shattering heatwave, nor any blinding light.

But the moment this flame appeared, the surrounding space actually showed a slight distortion.

That was a manifestation of temperature reaching the extreme.

Returning to simplicity.

"This power..."

Qin Lang casually flicked the flame toward an empty soda can on the table.

There was no sound.

The aluminum alloy can, the moment it touched the flame, directly vaporized.

Not even a residue remained.

"Tsk tsk."

Qin Lang blew on his finger.

If this were on a battlefield, even the scales of a fourth-tier mutated beast probably couldn't withstand this burn.

Two more days passed in the blink of an eye.

The Western magic delegation had arrived in the Capital City and begun so-called "friendly exchanges" at major universities.

They called it exchange, but it was actually challenging the schools.

The internet was full of videos of Western magicians crushing Eastern Martial Artists, causing widespread anxiety.

However, Qin Lang had no time to pay attention to those.

Over these two days, whenever he had time, he ran to Kunao Avenue.

On one hand, he was guiding Ye Linger in mixing potions; on the other hand, he was researching how to solve Shangguan Hong's problem.

Although the poison was cleared last time, Shangguan Hong's Gene Core was severely damaged, and his strength had plummeted.

If not repaired, this former Four-star War Commander might really have to retire and live out his days in peace.

"Qin Lang, look at this."

In the underground laboratory of Lingxin Pharmacy Pavilion.

Ye Linger mysteriously pulled Qin Lang aside and took out a thick notebook from her bosom.

"What is this?"

Qin Lang took it and flipped through it.

It was densely packed with various complex formulas and diagrams.

The internal potion manual of the Atlas Group."

A cunning light flickered in Ye Linger's large eyes.

"I stayed in that house for so long, and although I wasn't qualified to enter the core lab,"

"I have a good memory."

"I've memorized all the formulas I had the chance to see."

Qin Lang looked at this seemingly weak young girl in surprise.

This girl was also a tough character.

Was this the legendary "human scanner"?

"Is there a potion in here for repairing the energy core?"

Qin Lang asked quickly.

"Yes!"

Ye Linger quickly flipped to a page in the middle and pointed to a formula on it.

"Life Reversion Potion."

"Four-star top grade, theoretically it can repair any energy core damage below the fourth tier."

Qin Lang carefully read through the formula.

His brow furrowed slightly.

"Starlight Grass, Dragon Blood Vine, Deep Sea Blue Crystal..."

Every material on here was a rare item that could only be found in the Deep Space Ruins.

They were worth a fortune.

No wonder even a powerhouse of Shangguan Hong's level couldn't afford it.

This was too expensive.

"Can it be brewed?"

Qin Lang asked.

Ye Linger bit her lip and hesitated for a moment.

"If we have the Materials... combined with my Life God Gene and your guidance..."

"The success rate should be about fifty percent."

Fifty percent.

That was enough.

"I'll find a way for the Materials."

Qin Lang closed the notebook, a flash of determination in his eyes.

For Shangguan Xue, this risk was worth taking.

Just then.

Qin Lang's body suddenly jolted.

An unprecedentedly massive heat flow exploded in his Dantian without any warning.

It felt like a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time finally erupting.

[Ding!]

[Detected bound target 'Shangguan Xue', successfully opened the Visual Gene Node!]

[Officially broke through to Martial Artist Third Tier — Gene Liberation Realm!]

[System return mechanism triggered...]

[Congratulations host, you have received thirty times cultivation return!]

Boom—!

That heat flow was like a violent fire dragon, following the Meridians all the way up and charging straight into Qin Lang's eyes.

Without any obstacle.

And without any pain.

He only heard a soft "buzz" from deep within his mind.

It was as if some shackles had been broken.

Qin Lang snapped his eyes open.

In his originally pitch-black pupils, a streak of Chaos-colored light was now slowly rotating.

The world.

In his eyes, it had completely changed.

Martial Artist Third Tier.

Gene Liberation.

It was done!