However, Wen Wen eventually captured Mei Lanxin and brought her into the containment facility. After all, she was a female monster with good looks, and her presence helped balance the gender ratio of the facility's inmates.
Moreover, after learning more about Mei Lanxin, Wen Wen immediately came up with a brilliant new use for her.
The facility housed a Thousand-Handed Lotus Root Monster, a creature with a thousand hands made of lotus roots that could regenerate even after being detached.
By placing Mei Lanxin together with the Thousand-Handed Lotus Root Monster, they created a "Salty Pig Hand" manufacturing machine!
The staff no longer had to worry about running out of "Salty Pig Hands" to eat!
The facility spent a considerable amount of money on each meal. If they could supply "Salty Pig Hands" limitlessly, how much money could they save?
Mei Lanxin might not realize that she had become an ingredient-providing machine…
"Well, there's also that old man Ma. I'll kill this guy regardless of whether he has any interesting abilities. How dare he spout such nonsense in front of me."
Ma Songguo sat on the ground in despair. The small peninsula was not large, but he found he could not escape it no matter what.
He felt as if he had entered a terrifying maze, unable to find a way out.
Wen Wen whistled as he walked up to Ma Songguo, "Hey,马脸男 (Ma Lian Nan), your companions are all gone. Now it's your turn. Try to resist, and I might give you a more dignified death."
Ma Songguo stood up and began to take deep breaths to adjust his state.
"My power is called Hun Yuan Xing Yi Tai Ji Shu (浑元形意太极术). Back in the day, even a strongman weighing over two hundred tons couldn't move a single finger of mine. I..." Su Dan Fiction Network
Bang!
"Stop the nonsense."
Wen Wen threw a straight punch, hitting Ma Songguo's left eye. His left eye immediately began to swell.
"This is a sneak attack! Is this good? No, it's not. We should prioritize harmony."
Ma Songguo angrily accused Wen Wen. His intention in saying this was to delay his impending death, as he had recognized the futility of winning.
Wen Wen picked his ear and said, "You'll die with the next strike, so don't waste my time with any more talk."
Ma Songguo's expression calmed down. To be killed honorably by the enemy was better than trembling in a ditch under the pressure of the Disaster Foundation.
"Then, let's continue. This is my final move."
"Song Guo Dan Dou Dian Xian Bian (松果弹抖闪电鞭), Five Hundred Consecutive Strikes!"
Ma Songguo struck a strange pose. Every movement he made was accompanied by a flash of lightning, and then he thrusted his hands at Wen Wen as if he were having a seizure, each strike sending a lightning whip towards Wen Wen.
Wen Wen nodded, "This is a decent move."
He curled his fingers, and a black energy sword materialized before them. Then, he flicked his fingers, and the energy sword shot out.
The energy sword easily broke through the lightning whip's blockade and pierced directly into Ma Songguo's chest. The immense force sent Ma Songguo crashing heavily into a large tree, and the dispersed lightning vanished into nothingness.
Ma Songguo spat out a mouthful of blood. After enduring Wen Wen's attack, he was certain to die.
Wen Wen walked up to him and said, "Knowing you couldn't win, you still dared to attack me. Though our stances are different, you are a warrior. So, I'll give you a quick end."
With that, Wen Wen lightly patted the large tree. The entire tree, along with Ma Songguo, evaporated without leaving a trace.
Ma Songguo was dead. Wen Wen retracted his hand, looked in the direction of Feng Gui Shen's likely escape route, and stretched. "That was just a warm-up. There's one last guy. Hopefully, he can entertain me a bit."
...
After several detours through underground passages and rivers, and releasing a decoy body with his own aura, Feng Gui Shen finally returned to one of his numerous safe houses after a lot of effort.
In this era, he wouldn't have survived this long without his constant vigilance.
Upon returning to the safe house, Feng Gui Shen breathed a sigh of relief. Whatever was there before, it was absolutely impossible for it to implicate him.
"I shouldn't get involved with the Disaster Foundation's affairs anymore. In a little over a year, this world will be completely eroded and fall within the scope of the Inner World."
"Then I can seek refuge with the forces of the Lord of Stillness and Void. At least my safety will be guaranteed. I'll have plenty of opportunities for revenge against the Disaster Foundation later..."
"It's just a pity about my beloved concubines..."
Thinking of his numerous female companions, Feng Gui Shen felt his heart ache. He could no longer find so many "beauties" of such high quality.
He reached out his hand towards the table, where a crystal skull was kept. Without his beloved concubines, Feng Gui Shen had taken to fiddling with objects to relieve his boredom.
But his hand grasped empty air. The crystal skull was not in its usual place!
Feng Gui Shen's scalp tingled. No one else should have been in this place besides himself.
He turned his head stiffly and saw Wen Wen sitting on a chair on the other side, with a small old man wearing a vest standing beside him.
"You're looking for your crystal skull, aren't you? I find this skull carving to be a bit of a failure. Fortunately, I have a master who's good at fiddling with objects. I'll have him 'polish' your crystal skull for you, making it even more rounded."
Feng Gui Shen looked closely and realized the old man's hand held a crystal ball…
Wait, why was it a crystal ball? Where was his crystal skull?
No, now wasn't the time to focus on such trivial details.
Who was this person sitting next to him? Why couldn't he sense this person's aura, as if he didn't exist at all?
Feng Gui Shen knew that the Black Cross had defeated the Great Sage, but he didn't know that Wen Wen was that Black Cross.
He had seen Wen Wen's face before through a clone, but at that time, Wen Wen was just a minor figure, and he hadn't paid any attention.
"I figured since I've come out of seclusion, I should at least bring a见面礼 (jian mian li) for my employees."
"It just so happens that I found you outside. I heard you're the Disaster Foundation's biggest fugitive, so you'll be this gift. I don't suppose you have any objections, do you?"
Feng Gui Shen's ghostly energy surged, instantly transforming the surroundings into a netherworld. The only thing he knew for sure was that Wen Wen had come to capture him, and Wen Wen was dangerous, extremely dangerous!
"Feng Gui Shen's Ghost Technique: Icy Hell!"
Countless shards of ice rained down, freezing everything around them. However, the space within thirty meters of Wen Wen remained as warm as spring. Wen Wen felt no pressure and merely smiled at him.
Feng Gui Shen's heart skipped a beat. Although this move was merely a probe, to block it so easily was something an ordinary Disaster-level powerhouse could not achieve.
The Great Sage had also blocked this move with ease back then, but Feng Gui Shen could understand the method the Great Sage had used.
While pondering, Feng Gui Shen had already unleashed his second and third moves.
Feng Gui Shen's Ghost Technique: Fiery Hell!
Feng Gui Shen's Ghost Technique: Blade Mountain Hell!
Innumerable giant sharp blades emerged from the ground, capable of shredding steel into powder, and above them blazed an endless sea of dark red flames.
Wen Wen smiled. Now this felt like a real fight. He couldn't find any enjoyment from those True Sequence superhumans anymore.