That morning, Shange City seemed to be holding its breath. In front of the new “Alchemist God International” building, crowds had already begun filling the sidewalks.They were curious about the shop that was claimed to change the history of medicine. However, the real tension was inside the building—specifically in the main waiting room, where Siska and the core staff were preparing the final details for the opening.As Siska was organizing some documents, the private elevator door chimed open. She glanced over without suspicion, but in the next second, the digital tablet in her hand slipped and slammed onto the floor with a loud crash.Braaaack!“M-Mr… Fang?” Siska whispered. Her eyes widened, her breath caught in her throat.Fang Zhe stepped out of the elevator calmly. He wore a custom-made black suit that perfectly wrapped his newly athletic body.Every step he took carried an authoritative rhythm. His face—now with perfectly symmetrical proportions, a sharp jawline, and clear yet

“Carry it out, Sir!” Siska replied, her voice trembling between fear and hope.She immediately activated the emergency communication protocol to the central laboratory, where Uncle Lu was.Meanwhile, at the center of the stage—now illuminated by the golden radiance of the seven floating needles—Fang Zhe did not waste even a second.His sharp eyes locked onto the seven main meridian points on the bluish corpse.“First Needle: Gate of Life!” Fang Zhe hissed.Wush!The first golden needle shot forward like lightning, piercing precisely into the patient’s solar plexus. The moment it entered, a surge of Qi spread out, forcing the neurotoxin lodged in the heart muscles to retreat.“Second and Third Needles: Spirit Guardian Path!”Two more needles pierced the base of the neck and the forehead.Jleeb! Jleeb!Instantly, the heart monitor—which had been showing a flatline—TIIIIIIIIIIIT!suddenly twitched.Beep… Beep…The sound was faint, but in the deathly silent hall, it rang like a cannon bl

Hendra crawled backward, his face pale as a corpse. He looked at Fang Zhe’s shadow stretching across the concrete floor of the parking area—it felt like the shadow of death itself, ready to claim him.“Fang Zhe… y-you can’t touch me! I am an official representative! If anything happens to me, the Sky Fortune Pavilion will—”SLAP!A single light backhand from Fang Zhe sent Hendra flying, crashing into a metal door and denting it.Fresh blood mixed with molars burst from Hendra’s mouth. He could no longer scream—only muffled groans escaped his throat.Fang Zhe then grabbed Hendra by the hair, forcing him to look up into his cold, gleaming eyes.“I won’t kill you today, Hendra. A dog like you is too lowly to dirty my hands before the main show begins,” Fang Zhe whispered, his voice sharper than his nine silver needles.He picked up Hendra’s fallen phone and pressed a video call button to “Grand Master,” the top contact.Kriiiing! Kriiiing!Within two rings, the holographic screen lit up,

After the door to his private room closed tightly, Fang Zhe let out a long breath. He leaned back into his executive chair, while in front of him, the system’s holographic screen glowed with a dim blue light, reflecting off his face, which now looked slightly weary yet satisfied.“System, open the shop and show me several cultivation techniques and combat techniques suitable for Bimo,” he ordered in his mind.Diiing!The number 23,340 Points was still clearly displayed in the corner of the screen. With that amount, Fang Zhe felt he had more than enough points.And as a good master, he intended to give Bimo not just any technique that would make him stronger, but something that could turn him into an impenetrable shield for the Divine Alchemist Shop while he ventured out.Diiing!A list of techniques began to scroll. Fang Zhe’s eyes scanned through the categories of “Primary Defense Techniques” and “Steel Body Cultivation Methods.” Eventually, his gaze stopped on two ancient virtual bo

Three hours later…The black SUV driven by Bimo began to slow down as it entered a wooden gate that read “Sacred Land Village.”However, the peaceful atmosphere that should have defined the village had vanished, replaced by hysterical screams and the rumbling engines of heavy machinery parked along the dirt road.The moment Fang Zhe saw it, he noticed dozens of villagers gathered in an open field in front of the village hall, their faces filled with fear.In front of them stood a dozen burly men with tattoos covering their arms… holding batons and several sharp weapons.“Hand over all the land certificates in this village, you bitch! Or we’ll level every house here right now!” shouted a fat man wearing sunglasses—likely the leader of the thugs.At the very front of the villagers stood a woman in worn clothes, yet still graceful. It was Mei. Though her body trembled, her eyes shone with extraordinary courage.“This land is our life! Young Master Zhao has no right to take it just for hi