Where's my golden core? Did you think I removed a kidney stone?

Chapter 42 Fist Blade! Essence!

Su Ye examined it carefully, his mental energy continuously penetrating into it.

The bones on the table gleamed with a grayish-white, cold light under the lamp. The bones were dense and had a faint metallic texture. The remaining claws of the cat demon next to them looked completely different.

He first picked up the front paw and examined it carefully in his palm.

The thing looked terrifyingly sharp, but once Su Ye actually got his hands on it, he quickly realized the problem. Although its outer layer was sharp, its internal structure was relatively soft, more like an abnormally thick mixture of keratin and cartilage. It was sharp enough to cut through the flesh of an ordinary person, but it might not be able to really hurt him, who had already begun to cleanse his marrow and had skin as smooth as jade.

Su Ye thought for a moment, then gently scratched the back of his hand with that claw.

really.

There was only a faint white mark.

"Showy but impractical."

He muttered a comment under his breath and casually tossed the claw aside.

The real danger isn't the claws.

It is bone.

Su Ye held the forearm bone in his hand; it was heavy and surprisingly substantial. He had previously made a rough estimate that the bone density of this thing was at least ten times that of a normal feline, completely exceeding the range of conventional biological skeletons.

He calmed himself down, picked up the bone again, and examined it closely under the light.

The bone surface is grayish-white with fine texture and naturally sharp edges.

This is not a bone in the ordinary sense.

It's more like a biological material that has been recast from flesh and blood by spiritual energy.

Su Ye suddenly had a thought.

He took out a small file and a whetstone from his toolbox and began to slowly polish the thinnest and sharpest corner of the bone fragment.

rustle.

rustle.

Fine bone fragments fell down.

At first it wasn't obvious, but as the edges were gradually worn thinner, the bone fragments began to exude a more dangerous chill. It wasn't the bright shine of a metal blade, but a grayish-white, restrained, and extremely hard cold light that only appears after hardening to the extreme.

Su Ye stopped what he was doing, picked up the sharpest piece of bone blade, and gently touched it to his fingertip.

A sharp pain shot through me instantly.

Su Ye's eyes narrowed.

He applied a little force and lightly sliced ​​the bone blade across the back of his hand.

laugh.

A very thin red line slowly emerged.

It actually got cut.

Su Ye was immediately excited at the sight of the hunt, and his eyes lit up instantly.

It can hurt yourself.

That means that this thing has already transcended the category of "ordinary weapons," and at least in terms of materials, it is already enough to pose a threat to us at present.

And if you can hurt him, you are more likely to hurt other extraordinary beings who are at a similar level.

Without further hesitation, Su Ye immediately retrieved the remaining high-density bone fragments.

He cleared a space on the table and placed bone pieces, pliers, a small saw, a file, and a whetstone. His movements became faster and more focused. The bone pieces were constantly being polished, trimmed, and cut in his hands. The edges were shaved into the right curves, and the thickness was adjusted to the perfect degree.

This is his forte.

He was originally a medical student, and his understanding of human anatomy far surpasses that of ordinary people. He knows what kind of curvature is convenient for exerting force, what kind of length is most suitable for hiding in the palm of the hand, and what kind of thickness can ensure sharpness without being too brittle and breaking.

An hour later.

A finished product lay quietly on the table.

That was a fist blade.

To be precise, it was a bone fist blade that could be held between the fingers. It was grayish-white with frighteningly thin edges and a slightly curved tip, like an animal tooth or a miniature crescent blade. When held in the hand, it was not large, but it exuded an extremely dangerous aura.

Su Ye held the fist blade between his fingers and gently clenched his fist.

Icy.

Stick to the skin.

It was as if it was meant to grow on his hands.

The next moment, he slightly bent his knees, pulled his shoulders back, his breathing became shallow, and his heart pounded heavily in his chest.

A burst of power, an explosive force.

boom!

He punched a piece of discarded wood in front of him. The sound wasn't loud, but a thin, deep crack silently appeared in the center of the wood, as if it had been instantly cleaved open by something. If that punch had landed on flesh and blood, even the bones would probably have been crushed.

Su Ye slowly withdrew his fist, looked at the crack, remained silent for a moment, and then said in a low voice:

"If I encounter an extraordinary being at the same level as me, this weapon might be able to damage them."

After being attacked by that cat demon, Su Ye was on edge.

He used to only think about becoming stronger.

Now, he's starting to seriously consider "how to survive."

The cat demon displayed an extremely obvious greed towards the water-based golden core within its body. It wasn't the aggressive desire of an ordinary wild beast, but a targeted predation, with its eyes set on the "golden core."

So, what about cultivators who are also human?

Su Ye's gaze slowly darkened.

His golden core was transplanted from someone else later in life.

What does this mean?

This means that the path to extraordinary success was marked by the law of the jungle from the very beginning.

The world underwent a great change.

Order has collapsed.

Big fish eat little fish.

Small fish swallowing shrimp.

Will everything eventually spiral out of control like this?

Su Ye had no answer.

But he knew he had to arm himself.

It's not about plundering others.

Rather, it was to prevent themselves from becoming "prey" in the eyes of others.

He glanced down at the bone blade in his palm, then wrapped it up and carefully put it into the inner pocket of his clothes. The location was very concealed, and it could be pulled out with a simple lift of his hand. Once used in conjunction with a short-range strike, its lethality would be no less than any cold weapon.

After finishing all this, Su Ye sat back down at the table and began to organize his thoughts.

"I seem to have underestimated the preciousness of the nascent Golden Core."

"We have come into contact with some people who also show signs of abnormality. Let alone the Golden Core stage, they don't even have a trace of real crystallization in their bodies. Even Li Tong from the marathon, his heart was only abnormal, it was an embryo, a potential, and had not yet crystallized. It was far from being formed."

"Most people are simply stuck in some kind of unstable mutation phase."

The more Su Ye thought about it, the clearer his mind became.

Mutations also occur in different levels.

Most people are simply subjected to a brutal cleansing of spiritual energy, resulting in some part of their body being strengthened, disordered, or distorted, but they are not qualified to condense true "crystallization".

The rudimentary form of the Golden Core is something at a higher level.

It is a step from chaotic and disorderly changes towards orderly evolution.

It is "crystallization".

It is the "core".

Similarly, it is also the "essence".

That cat demon had its sights set on him, and went so far as to launch a sudden attack in the crowded street, its target being the water-elemental golden core within his body.

That's enough to explain the problem.

Su Ye slowly exhaled, finally connecting many scattered clues.

"The nascent form of the Golden Core is a great tonic for these mutated creatures."

"And it's not just mutated creatures; what if other people who have already embarked on the path of transcendence knew this?"

The room was quiet, with the lights on.

The sound of cars outside the window sometimes came from afar, sometimes from near.

As Su Ye sat there, he suddenly felt a chill down his back.

He could almost see a future slowly cracking open.

The spiritual energy is becoming increasingly strong.

More and more mutations are occurring.

Animals began to evolve, and humans began to transform. Disease and demons, humans and beasts, order and desire were all being shattered and reassembled little by little.

What will the world become when more and more people realize that "by consuming the fruits of others' labor, one can advance oneself further"?

plunder.

kill.

out of control.

Su Ye closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, his gaze had turned extremely cold.

"The future is not peaceful."

"If mutations within the human body have a fatal attraction for these mutated creatures, then attacks on humans by mutated creatures will only become more and more frequent in the future."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of his parents, those who still lived their ordinary lives, and the patients who came and went in the hospital every day, completely unaware of all this.

Once order collapses.

The first to be swallowed up are always ordinary people.

Su Ye looked down at the remaining bone fragments and bloodstains on the table and slowly clenched his fist.

Get stronger quickly.

We must become stronger faster.

For our own sake and for the sake of our families, we must not allow this situation to truly affect them.