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Like an ancient demon, even though Ye Huan was merely standing quietly at that moment, a strong scent of blood continued to emanate from his body. To the unsuspecting Beitang Mo, it would seem entirely normal for Ye Huan to possess such overwhelming strength. However, only Ye Huan knew that he was nothing more than a facade of brilliance hiding a core of decay. Due to the influence of the Blood Refinement Sword Qi entering his body, his meridians were damaged, and the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy in his Dantian could not be transmitted throughout his body. If one were to assess his current state, Ye Huan might not even qualify as a Golden Core Stage Cultivator.
As for how Ye Huan had swiftly leaped over a considerable distance to appear right before Beitang Mo, it was thanks to a small remnant of Blood Refinement Sword Qi within him that had temporarily replaced the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy. While it could serve to intimidate, in a real fight, that little bit of Blood Refinement Sword Qi might not even be enough; ten Ye Huans would likely still fall short against Beitang Mo unless he could use the Summoning Book as he once did.
A thought flashed through his mind regarding the earlier absorption of Blood Refinement Sword Qi by the Summoning Book. It was only at this moment that Ye Huan suddenly noticed that the Desert Eagle he had summoned earlier had changed color, something he had never encountered before.
"I need to find a place to study the Summoning Book."
He felt that perhaps the Summoning Book had absorbed the Blood Refinement Sword Qi and undergone some unknown mutation. After careful consideration, he turned his gaze toward Weiyang nearby and instructed, "Weiyang, come here..."
"Huh?"
Feeling the overwhelming scent of blood from Ye Huan, Weiyang, who had been pressing the Desert Eagle against Beitang Mo's forehead without any prior warning, seemed still stunned by the initial shock. His mouth hung open wide until he finally reacted and hurried over to Ye Huan's side. In a low voice, he said, "Young Master, I came here just as you instructed; please show some mercy..."
"Show mercy? What kind of mercy?"
Not fully grasping Weiyang's words and noticing his hands clasped over his abdomen, Ye Huan recalled that during their last encounter in the Blood Refinement Formation, he had kicked Weiyang as bait to lure Lingxiao out. However, if Ye Huan remembered correctly, at the moment Blood Refinement Sword Qi entered him, someone had also knocked themselves out.
"Hmph, I'm in a good mood today; I won't hold it against you."
Understanding what Weiyang was worried about, Ye Huan unceremoniously handed the black Desert Eagle over to him and added with a reminder, "I'll keep track of the account for knocking me out; we can settle it later. Right now, your task is to keep an eye on Senior Beitang. Do you understand?"
"Guarantee the completion of the mission."
Clutching the black Desert Eagle, Weiyang hurriedly responded, prompting Ye Huan to nod in satisfaction. Without casting another glance at Beitang Mo, he walked away.
Of course, this didn't mean Ye Huan had complete trust in Weiyang; rather, with the bloodthirsty aura radiating from him, Ye Huan had ample reason to believe that Beitang Mo would not oppose him—unless Beitang Mo could perceive his current condition. But if that were the case, would Beitang Mo have stood there foolishly while Ye Huan held a gun to his head?
Finding a quiet spot to sit down, Ye Huan refrained from conversing much with the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon. Ignoring the presence of thousands of Cultivators in the sky, he took out the Summoning Book and began flipping through the 2012 Arms Compendium, particularly focusing on the page about the Desert Eagle.
Surprisingly, as he flipped through, Ye Huan quickly discovered why the Desert Eagle had turned black. He also realized that the Summoning Book had indeed absorbed Blood Refinement Sword Qi. It turned out that on every page of the Summoning Book's current images, there was a small blood-red sword-shaped mark. Additionally, beneath each image was a line of small text explaining that with the addition of Blood Refinement Sword Qi, all Arms could potentially evolve into "modified Arms," such as this Desert Eagle.
In Ye Huan's original world, modified Desert Eagles were quite common. Most modifications involved applying non-reflective materials to the gun and occasionally adding scopes or similar attachments. However, such simple modifications would have been impossible for Ye Huan to summon before Blood Refinement Sword Qi entered the Summoning Book. Now, however, every time he summoned a Desert Eagle, it was likely to be a version that had undergone various modifications rather than a fixed model.
"Wait a minute, if summoned Arms can be modified, then my M4A1 assault rifle modification kit in the Summoning Book is essentially useless!"
Suddenly realizing a serious issue, Ye Huan thought about experimenting. He directly summoned an M4A1 assault rifle. To his astonishment, what appeared in his hands was indeed a modified version of the M4A1 assault rifle—one that was thoroughly altered. The fine muzzle and shark-like design made it clear that this was a weapon modified by SEAL Team XX years ago: the M4A1 EBR...
Holding the M4A1 EBR, Ye Huan didn't know what to say and simply shook his head with a wry smile as he stored the weapon away. He began to ponder whether other Arms would also change after being influenced by Blood Refinement Sword Qi. After all, firearms were one thing—modifications were relatively simple—but what about tanks? What about armed helicopters?
He wanted to summon an Apache Attack Helicopter to see what would happen but ultimately abandoned that idea when he looked up and saw so many Cultivators in the air. Instead, he decided to test summoning some smaller items to verify whether the modifications mentioned in the Summoning Book applied to all types of Arms.
With a thought, he summoned a Molotov cocktail and was bemused to find that it too could be modified; in his hand was a beer bottle filled with gasoline and stuffed with a rag—clearly a makeshift incendiary device.
Not quite ready to give up, Ye Huan tried summoning an M67 fragmentation grenade. This time, not only was Ye Huan startled by what appeared before him; even the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon beside him, who had been watching curiously, was taken aback...
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