The Martial God who started at Mantuo Manor

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At least for now, he's holding on.

"Bear it!"

Qin Hongmian gave a low shout.

A dozen or so silver needles appeared in his hand.

"laugh!"

A soft sizzle, like hot oil being poured onto raw meat, was accompanied by a wisp of smoke rising.

Wang Meng's body jolted violently, all his muscles tensed instantly, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

It was a agonizing pain, as if countless steel needles were being pierced into the very marrow of one's bones, enough to make even the toughest man scream.

But he didn't.

He just gritted his teeth, letting out a low, muffled groan from his throat, suppressed to the extreme, like that of a wild beast.

A drop of liquid mixed with blood and sweat slowly slid down his forehead.

Qin Hongmian's hand trembled slightly, but she didn't stop.

With silver needles, she carefully and meticulously removed the filth embedded in her flesh, bit by bit.

Inside the carriage, everyone held their breath.

Saeko Busujima, Saya Takagi, and the others, watching this scene, all felt as if their own palms were also throbbing with pain.

They couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying willpower it would take to remain completely silent under such pain.

When the last small piece of bone embedded in the flesh was carefully picked out with a silver needle, the web of Wang Meng's hand had become a bloody, deep, pit-like wound.

Despite Qin Hongmian's exquisite technique, fresh blood continued to gush from the torn muscle fibers, showing no signs of clotting.

After doing all this, Qin Hongmian threw the dozen or so silver needles, which were covered in blood and pus, out the window.

"Conventional medications are no longer effective for injuries like yours."

As she spoke, she took out a small, antique-style white porcelain bottle.

The bottle is smooth, without any labels, and the opening is tightly sealed with red wax.

She deftly pried open the wax seal with her fingernails, and a strong yet not pungent, unique fragrance mixed with various herbs instantly filled the carriage.

Saya Takagi subconsciously wrinkled her nose. She had never smelled this smell before, but just smelling it made the suffocating feeling brought by the stench of corpses seem to be diluted a bit.

Qin Hongmian tilted the bottle and carefully sprinkled the pale yellow, fine powder inside evenly onto Wang Meng's bleeding wound.

"Zi la la!"

A sound, even more intense and rapid than that of alcohol disinfection, suddenly erupted!

Wisps of pale white smoke, carrying a burnt smell, rose from the wound.

The pale yellow powder reacted violently the moment it came into contact with blood and rotting flesh, just like a red-hot iron meeting ice water!

What happened next completely overturned everyone's understanding of what was going on!

The wound, which had been gushing blood, stopped bleeding instantly under the cover of the medicinal powder, defying all common biological sense!

The churning flesh seemed to be squeezed inward by an invisible force, and began to contract and congeal rapidly.

Within seconds, a dry, pale yellow hard shell, composed of a mixture of medicinal powder and blood scabs, covered the entire wound, sealing it firmly.

The carriage was deathly silent.

Throughout the entire process, Wang Meng did not utter a single sound.

But his brows were tightly furrowed.

Even with the adrenaline rush, it's impossible to say you won't feel any pain at all.

He grinned, revealing a wild and tired smile, and said to Qin Hongmian, whose face was pale and whose forehead was covered in fine sweat, "I'm fine, this little injury is nothing!"

"Yeah, it's time to find a place to take a shower!"

His voice was hoarse, yet full of powerful confidence, instantly dispelling the extremely oppressive atmosphere in the carriage.

Looking at his nonchalant demeanor, and then at the horrific wound on his hand sealed with medicinal powder and scabs, Qin Hongmian felt a surge of inexplicable anger, yet she had no way to vent it.

She wanted to reprimand him for his recklessness, but all that came out of her mouth was a soft hum filled with complex emotions.

Just then, Wang Meng's gaze fell on Qin Hongmian, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Perhaps it was the fierce battle on the brink of life and death just now, or perhaps it was the new, violent energy within his body at work, but his senses had become sharper than ever before.

He looked at the woman kneeling before him. Her tight-fitting school uniform, stretched taut by her earlier movement, accentuated her incredibly mature and voluptuous figure.

Especially her snow-white breasts, encased in her school uniform shirt, rose and fell slightly with her rapid, uneven breathing, their majestic contours exuding astonishing elasticity.

Below was her slender waist, tightly bound by a leather belt, and her pert buttocks. A mixture of sweat, the scent of medicine, and the mature fragrance unique to a woman's body gently wafted into Wang Meng's nostrils.

A strange, unprecedented sensation, or rather, a completely new ability to perceive, quietly awakened in his heart like a dormant wild beast.

at the same time!

A large number of new words appeared in his eyes.

【Ding! 】

[Detection indicates that the host has gained initial control over mental powers by consuming a special object.]

[Congratulations, host! You have awakened the title—Food Master!]

[Title Ability: Feeds on all things, seizes the essence of corpses, and transforms it for one's own use]

【Shitongtian】

[You can gain three abilities by consuming special objects.]

Irreplaceable, undeletable, once awakened, it will stay with you forever.

[Current ability status is as follows:]

First Ability: Telekinesis

Awakening Source: Has devoured the [Brain Core of the Primal Alien].

[Ability Effect: Materializes the host's willpower, transforming it into an intangible mental force, reality, and interference with the mind.]

This ability includes superpowers:

Invisible Touch: It can condense mental energy into a substantial "spiritual tentacle" that cannot be observed by conventional means.

These tentacles can be precisely manipulated, used for remote attacks, and can even climb and move. They can simulate all kinds of tactile sensations, such as cold, heat, wetness, slipperiness, pain, itching, tingling, and numbness, and act on the target from a distance to carry out invisible invasion and soothing.

Divine Sensation: The host's perception ability undergoes a qualitative change, enabling the formation of an invisible "perception domain" centered on the host.

Within this field, one can easily discern others' emotional fluctuations, murderous intent, malice, and other mental states, and possess a premonition of potential dangers, like a cicada sensing the autumn wind before it even stirs.

Mental Barrier: This ability allows the user to instantly construct an invisible defensive barrier around themselves or at a designated location using their mental energy. This barrier can withstand physical impacts and energy attacks, and its defensive strength is directly related to the strength of the host's mental power.

Second ability: [Vacuum - To be devoured]

Third Ability: [Vacuum - Awaiting Consumption]

[Warning: The three positions of power are the ultimate numbers of heaven and earth.]

Once awakened, it will be permanently solidified, irreplaceable, and indelible.

Host, please choose carefully what you consume!

An absurd yet daring idea popped into Wang Meng's mind.

Driven by his will, a wisp of the gray energy that had just been born within him quietly separated.

This wisp of energy was invisible and intangible, like a transparent spiritual tentacle that only he could perceive, silently extending out from his body, slowly and tentatively... reaching towards Qin Hongmian, who was so close at hand.

The spiritual tentacles first gently and tenderly caressed her right snow-capped peak.

In an instant, Wang Meng's mind "felt" the sensation through the fabric. The slightly rough texture of the school uniform shirt, the warmth of the body beneath the fabric, and that breathtaking softness were all vividly reflected back.

"Ok?"

Qin Hongmian was about to get up when she suddenly stiffened and her brows furrowed.

She felt a strange, tingling sensation in her right chest, like static electricity, which made her shiver involuntarily.

She looked down in confusion, but found nothing. She assumed it was just a hallucination caused by her intense concentration leading to excessive depletion of her inner energy.

Wang Meng's eyes flashed, and his thoughts became increasingly audacious.

The invisible spiritual tentacles began to become more flexible, as if they had gained a physical form, gently kneading and playing with the snow-capped peaks.

The tips of the tentacles became as wet and hot as the tip of a tongue, and through the shirt and bra, they began to circle, press, and tease repeatedly.

"Well……"

A very faint, suppressed nasal sound escaped from Qin Hongmian's throat.

She felt the tingling sensation instantly become incredibly intense and concentrated, and a surge of heat exploded from the stimulated area, quickly spreading throughout her body.

Her cheeks flushed instantly, and her legs moved instinctively, a strange emptiness and heat welling up deep within her. What was happening?

A wild, beast-like flame ignited in Wang Meng's deep eyes.

He could clearly "perceive" every change in Qin Hongmian's body, and even "smell" the womanly fragrance on her body that had become even stronger due to her arousal.

This is not enough.

With a thought, his spiritual tentacle, like the most nimble venomous snake, slid down the curves of her body, across her flat, firm abdomen, and finally stopped at the mysterious triangle between her legs, tightly wrapped in white cotton panties.

The fabric there was stretched taut by her own tightened legs, outlining the contours of her private parts below.

Without the slightest hesitation, the mental tentacles stuck to it.

It began to imitate the movements of the tongue.

"Well!"

Qin Hongmian could no longer hold back and let out a short, shameful gasp.

This was a hundred times more intense than the stimulation on my chest just now!

A powerful surge of energy, like a bursting dam, erupted from deep within her abdomen, sending chills down her spine and nearly knocking her down!

Her eyes welled up with tears, and her body trembled slightly.