I Can Infinitely Synthesize Transcendent Genes

Han Sen raised his head to look at him, “Can you sense my emotions?”

“I apologize, I still cannot accurately perceive human emotions. I can only guess based on facial recognition,” Xing Tian said evenly.

“Is it that obvious?” Han Sen reached for the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose bridge, slowly wiping them, “Xing Tian.”

“I am here, Sir Han Sen,” Xing Tian responded.

“Give me an answer regarding Pei Jinye’s whereabouts within a day,” Han Sen spoke calmly.

“Understood, Han Sen…zzz…Sir,” Xing Tian’s voice experienced a brief hitch.

“Are you alright?” Han Sen looked over.

“I apologize for causing you concern, it was merely a special magnetic field interference. Nothing serious. If there is nothing else, I will log off now.”

“Go ahead.”

On the screen, the red dots representing Xing Tian’s eyes slowly dimmed.

After he logged off.

Han Sen put his glasses back on.

The world in front of him became a bit clearer.

…

…

Elsewhere in Ghost Mountain Market.

Pei Jinye finally relaxed as the Flame God’s Coffin had calmed down.

If he wasn’t quick on his feet, he’d probably have been caught by those people by now and would be unable to avoid another fight.

He wasn’t afraid of these people.

It was the Psychic Network System sensing Xing Tian regaining control of Ghost Mountain Market that worried him.

He had to move in the shadows now.

Naturally, he didn’t want to expose himself so soon.

Moreover, since Xing Tian had “revealed” his true face at the last moment, if he found out that Pei Jinye was still alive… Pei Jinye couldn’t be sure if Xing Tian would wish him dead.

With his current ability, there was a chance of escaping his Tracking.

But once he provoked his killing intent.

Pei Jinye had no confidence.

A lifeform with control over an entire continent’s authority was not something he, a mere Transcendent, could contend with.

A deep sigh.

His gaze fell on the Lotus Mirror in his hand.

As the Flame God’s Coffin returned to its quasi-lifeless state, the glow on the Lotus Mirror dimmed significantly.

Pei Jinye attempted to enter the Lotus Mirror.

But found his spiritual power quickly repelled.

“What’s happening?”

Pei Jinye was stunned.

His senses told him he was still bound to the Lotus Mirror, but now it was rejecting his entry.

What Pei Jinye didn’t know was.

As the Flame God’s Coffin caused havoc in Sun and Moon Mountain today, the intrinsic Dark Sea Space of the Lotus Mirror kicked out all online and lurking individuals in an instant.

After that, no one was able to log back into the Dark Sea Space.

However, Pei Jinye was oblivious to all this.

Even if he knew, he wouldn’t care much.

As the Psychic Network System continued to evolve, Pei Jinye grew increasingly wary of the Lotus Mirror. Before ensuring the intentions of the Lotus Mirror’s owner, he dared not delve into it.

Skim the benefits if possible, pull back if not.

In the end, be cautious.

Pei Jinye withdrew his attention, pocketed the Lotus Mirror, and walked down a street in Ghost Mountain Market.

A signal in his mind vibrated.

His consciousness swept over it.

It was a message from Silver Art.

“Heard there was a big battle in the neighboring city.”

“I’m so bored, Demon King, do you have any missions? Anything will do.”

As Silver Art was composing a third message, she suddenly received a message from Pei Jinye.

“Investigate all information regarding Cui Min, including Han Sen. ASAP.”

Silver Art’s eyes lit up.

“Received! Received!”

But then he hesitated for a moment.

“Wait, who is Cui Min?”

Pei Jinye: “…You don’t even know this? Can’t you search it up?”

Silver Art pouted: “You’re so fierce. Your patience with me is getting less and less,”

Pei Jinye: “…”

After a moment of silence, he typed out the information about Cui Min and sent it over.

Silver Art immediately became lively again.

“Hong Luo said you have a sharp tongue but a soft heart, I don’t quite understand, but I forgive you.”

“…”

On the streets of Ghost Mountain Market, Pei Jinye rubbed his forehead with a helpless expression.

Four thugs, reeking of alcohol, were gesturing wildly with daggers in hand and blocked his way threateningly.

“Bro, lend us some money. We’ll definitely pay you back when we hit it big, okay?”

Pei Jinye looked up, unhurried.

He had specifically chosen a path without electronic surveillance, only to run into four blind brothers who were insistent on borrowing money with all their heart.

“Are you blind?”

The thugs were all taken aback by Pei Jinye’s words.

One of them was the first to snap back to reality, walking forward with a butterfly knife, “You motherfu—”

“Bang!”

Before he could finish, the man slammed into a side wall, and as he slowly slid down, a trail of blood was clearly visible under the moonlight, running down without cost.

The remaining three were stunned.

Watching their brother convulsing in a pool of blood.

The largest-built man with tattooed arms swallowed hard, though his two companions didn’t think twice before turning and fleeing.

“Bang bang,” two sounds followed.

Two groans were heard.

Pei Jinye walked up to the tattooed man, “Do you have your ID with you?”

“Ah? Yes…” The tattooed man’s legs trembled as he watched his two companions get killed right before his eyes. If he still didn’t know Pei Jinye’s ability, he truly would be blind.

A smell of urine wafted through the air.

The man with tears in his voice begged, “Big brother, I was wrong. I have old folks above and little ones below, please spare my life…”

“Maybe in the next life.”

Pei Jinye pressed down with his hand.

Before long.

A man with tattooed arms swaggered out of the alley.

Although Pei Jinye could impersonate anyone, unfortunately, he was lacking an ID proof. If he were pursued, unless he killed the pursuer, it would easily attract the attention of Xing Tian.

Pei Jinye had no immediate plans to leave.

After devouring two members of the Holy Alliance, especially the one in control of the Demon Bone, the memory from the bull-horned brother indicated that the person who wanted his life was in Ghost Mountain Market.

However, the other party was very cautious.

Contacting only through a dark account.

An hour ago, Pei Jinye attempted to contact the person using the identity of the bull-horned brother, but unfortunately, the other party had not responded so far.

He found a hotel and checked in.

Pei Jinye took out the dark account once more.

The other party still hadn’t replied to any messages.

Pei Jinye had already fully sealed off the other party’s account. As long as they showed up, he would be able to quickly locate them.

Unless the other party was at least an LV5 existence.

After recalling the bull-horned brother’s memories.

Pei Jinye took out the tattooed man’s phone and began typing, continuing to send ‘blessings’ to the other party.

[Don’t play dead! I’ve taken care of the person for you, where’s the money you promised me?]

After sending the message, Pei Jinye looked down in thought.

“Still too soft. The bull brother has a fiery temper. Which catchphrase should I pick…”

Pei Jinye quickly edited a new message: [Damn your ancestors! Do you know who the fuck I am? Dare to scam me out of my money, I’ll annihilate your goddamn soul with a single strike!]

Suddenly pausing.

Pei Jinye’s spiritual power rapidly picked up on a message.

Almost instantly.

The reply from the other party appeared on the phone screen.

[Are you fucking sick? Shouldn’t I verify the situation first? Why would I pay you without confirmation? Keep blabbering, and see if I don’t expose you!]

Pei Jinye closed his eyes.

His spiritual power swiftly transformed into countless small snakes in the world of the net.

In barely two seconds.

Pei Jinye’s eyes snapped open.

“Found you.”

A smirk formed on his lips.

His hands continued their work.

[Damn you!]

The other party’s momentum faltered abruptly.

Fuck, so arrogant!