Chapter 65: Disguise and Assault

Mo Xuanyu temporarily reined in his hands and retrieved another bonus reward from his storage space.

Talent Sublimation Potion (Purple)
Rating: S
Usage Effect: After consumption, causes the user's talent to enter a state of metamorphosis, deriving new talent awakening skills or altering existing ones.
Instructions for Use: Chosen Ones with an A-rank talent can consume it directly; those with an S-rank talent require formulation by a professional pharmacist for it to take effect, necessitating a total of 81 types of medicinal ingredients.

"Eighty-one types?"
Mo Xuanyu scanned the list of medicinal ingredients, noting that the majority of them seemed obtainable within the Cursed Continent.

Without hesitation, Mo Xuanyu dialed the association's logistics hotline, instructed them to arrange and prepare a laboratory for him, and forwarded the list of medicinal ingredients.

Next, Mo Xuanyu took out the Nightmare Moon. At this point, the Nightmare Moon's upgrade progress stood at 80%, and he intended to use his recently acquired spoils of war to accelerate its upgrade.

Mo Xuanyu produced the "Slaying Spear" previously belonging to the Black Snake Guild Master, Ouroboros.

Slaying Spear
Grade: Rare Blue
Rating: S
Weapon Trait [Bleeding]: Every time the Slaying Spear inflicts an open wound on an enemy, it stacks one layer of the bleeding effect. Upon stacking ten layers of the bleeding effect, it can be detonated, dealing heavy damage to the enemy from within.
Weapon Trait [Bloodlust]: When wielding this weapon, the Chosen One gains a 10% physical lifesteal effect, while stamina consumption is reduced by 50%.

Among blue-tier equipment, this was already an exceptionally rare and powerful weapon, easily outmatching three or four ordinary ones.

Mo Xuanyu raised the Nightmare Moon saber and thrust it fiercely into the crimson-red Slaying Spear.

Crack!

The Slaying Spear attempted a final resistance, but its shaft was ultimately shattered by the purple-tier Nightmare Moon.

Following that, the Slaying Spear crumbled inch by inch, dissolving into countless tiny fragments that were completely devoured by the Nightmare Moon.

[Your weapon "Nightmare Moon" rating has increased!]

Nightmare Moon
Grade: Purple -> Rare Purple
Rating: A+ -> S
[Your Nightmare Moon has undergone adaptive evolution.]
[Note: Purple-grade weapons can possess a maximum of 4 weapon traits.]

New Trait [Blood Shadow]: When wielding this weapon, the Chosen One's stamina consumption is reduced by 50%.
Simultaneously, the wielder "Shiyu" can directly convert the health lost by enemies into Blood Souls after dealing damage to them.

Mo Xuanyu quickly understood the immense power of this trait.

Because it was an adaptive evolution, the Nightmare Moon had specifically evolved a trait that synergized with Mo Xuanyu's own awakening skill.

Originally, Mo Xuanyu's Blade of Slaughter required absorbing the life force of the deceased to obtain Blood Souls, because the life force of living beings belonged to them and only became ownerless upon death.

Aside from that, he could only devour his own life force to exchange for Blood Souls, which carried a rather heavy cost.

However, with the Nightmare Moon's new trait, Mo Xuanyu could now gain Blood Souls in exact proportion to the damage he dealt, seamlessly converting them into true damage.

From now on, even without stored Blood Souls, Mo Xuanyu had a second option besides consuming his own life force.

A single trait alone elevated the potency of the Blade of Slaughter by several tiers.

"As expected, you understand me best." Mo Xuanyu gently stroked the blade of the Nightmare Moon.

As his fingertips brushed past, the scarlet patterns along the Nightmare Moon's blade flickered faintly, as if responding to Mo Xuanyu's words.

Mo Xuanyu slowly sheathed the Nightmare Moon and left the underground training room.

Tap, tap~

A soft tapping sound suddenly came from the living room balcony.

Mo Xuanyu raised his eyes to look and saw a small, pure white snake politely tapping the glass door with its tail.

Mo Xuanyu recognized that snake; it was raised by Ring Snake.

He walked over and opened the glass door. Once inside the room, the white snake opened its mouth and spat out a file pouch.

Mo Xuanyu unsealed the file pouch, which was stuffed with documents.

These documents detailed nearly all the confidential intelligence of the Holy Genesis Cult, including their past operations and subsequent action plans.

Ring Snake had even marked several of the Cult's most heavily guarded secret strongholds on the map in detail.

Beside the strongholds was a snake-shaped symbol indicating that the Abyssal Ouroboros virus was stored there, guarded by heavy forces.

Ordinarily, such intelligence was accessible only to the Pope. Through unknown methods, Ring Snake had managed to copy every bit of it and smuggle it out.

"Go back and tell your master that he did a good job."

Mo Xuanyu raised a hand to stroke the head of the small snake before him; it was cool to the touch, and the texture was quite pleasant.

Hiss~

The small snake nodded with human-like understanding. Then, Mo Xuanyu wrote a note, handed it to the white snake to swallow, and sent it back to find its master.

That afternoon, Mo Xuanyu took a car to a high-end estate belonging to the Association, nestled deep in the mountain forests.

This place was covered by Tianyu's core barrier, with spellcasters patrolling and guarding it day and night, making it arguably the safest place in the world.

He walked across the courtyard with its small bridges and flowing water. Lynn, who was in the middle of his daily spell power condensation, heard the footsteps and opened his eyes in puzzlement.

As the door pushed open, Lynn's expression grew excited upon seeing that familiar figure.

"Mr. Joshua!"

During the days when Mo Xuanyu was missing and out of contact, Lynn had been consumed by deep self-blame, subconsciously believing that his own actions had caused Mo Xuanyu's death.

Fortunately, Mo Xuanyu had soon escaped from the Abyssal Land with Moro's help; otherwise, there was no telling how far the boy's mental self-consumption would have gone.

"Tonight, the Association plans to raid one of the Cult's core strongholds. We might harvest quite a few cursed objects then, and that's when we'll need you to step up."

"I will do my best. You must be careful too, Mr. Joshua."

Lynn had grown much stronger by now, and he eagerly looked forward to helping Mo Xuanyu in the upcoming battle.

7:00 PM.
In a coastal city on the eastern side of the capital, a large enterprise named "Genesis" stood proudly.

According to the intelligence provided by Ring Snake, the actual controller behind this group named Genesis was none other than the Holy Genesis Cult, with the two entities operating one in the light and one in the dark.

At this moment, on the top floor of the enterprise's building, a luxurious evening banquet inviting prominent figures from all walks of life was underway.

To avoid alerting the enemy while also clarifying the Cult's internal situation, Mo Xuanyu adopted a disguised identity and sneaked in with A-Qiu.

His identity for this banquet was the young CEO of a multinational pharmaceutical group, so before attending, Mo Xuanyu had specially dressed up for the occasion.

To protect privacy, guests at this banquet wore masks, which conveniently helped Mo Xuanyu conceal his identity.

A commercial vehicle slowly pulled up to the entrance of the building, and a neatly dressed chauffeur opened the door for him.

Dressed in a dark black suit and wearing a pure white painted mask, Mo Xuanyu stepped out of the car, immediately drawing the attention of the local Cult leader.

He walked forward personally and extended a hand toward Mo Xuanyu, "Hello, Mr. Morra. I am the general manager of the Genesis Corporation. I am very glad you could come to participate in this evening banquet."

Morra was the disguise for this identity.

The reason the manager was being so attentive was because the pharmaceutical company represented by Mo Xuanyu could, to a large extent, help the Holy Genesis Cult spread their virus and doctrine.

To achieve this goal, they first had to win over this young CEO, ideally making him voluntarily submit to the Cult's rule.

Should that fail completely, they would find an opportunity to kidnap him and forcibly inject him with the virus, thereby directly controlling his mind through the pathogen.

Regardless of who you were previously, once injected with the Abyssal Ouroboros virus, you would become one of the most devout believers in the Cult, offering everything you had to it.

"It is my honor."

Mo Xuanyu smiled slightly behind his mask, easily perceiving the thoughts running through the manager's mind.

Unfortunately for them, he was simply here to kill people today.

As Mo Xuanyu's assistant, A-Qiu followed him all the way up the elevator to the top floor.

Inside the banquet hall, Mo Xuanyu's assumed identity earned him a reception akin to the stars surrounding the moon, leading him directly to a seat in the front row.

Soon, a cardinal from within the Cult walked up to the podium.

Dressed in ornate robes, he first exaggerated the dangers of cursed spirits to the dignitaries gathered below.

As elites from various industries, even as ordinary mortals, they were more or less aware of matters concerning cursed spirits.

The cardinal's words struck a chord deep within their hearts.

No matter how wealthy you were, you remained nothing more prey to cursed spirits. Although the Spellcaster Association maintained general stability, nobody cared whether you lived or died.

Did they want to avoid the fate of becoming cannon fodder? Then join the Holy Genesis Cult!

The cardinal clapped his hands, and a Cult member soon approached the podium.

The member's face was pale, and he appeared severely ill and nearing the end of his days.

Then, the cardinal retrieved a crimson-red potion from a nearby box and injected it intravenously into the member's body.

Everyone present held their breath.

As time ticked by second by second, the member's complexion visibly flushed with health, and he grew full of vigor and vitality.

"Goodness, this is truly incredible!"

The assembled guests could not help but break into applause.

Sitting on the sofa, Mo Xuanyu symbolically offered a round of applause as well.

To demonstrate how powerful the member had become, the Cult brought out a cage of cursed objects containing a fourth-tier cursed spirit resembling a tiger.

Thereupon, the member channeled his spell power and beat the tiger cursed spirit to death purely with his bare fists, drawing thunderous applause throughout the room.

"Did you all see that? This is the power bestowed by the Cult!" The cardinal raised the crimson-red potion in his hand.
"This is a gift from the gods!"

"I'll buy it!"
"I want some too!"
"Give me one as well!"

The elites from various fields, completely duped, raised their hands to place pre-orders, entirely oblivious to the massive risks harbored within the abyssal virus.

With a mere theatrical performance, the Cult had completely fooled the elites of the past, brilliantly exploiting the deep-seated fear of death residing in human hearts.

Without the intervention of the Spellcaster Association, it would probably not take long for them to turn the upper echelons of the entire human society into believers.

"Mr. Morra, the Cardinal hopes to speak with you."

Seeing that Mo Xuanyu remained seated on the sofa, unmoved, the manager grew anxious and approached Mo Xuanyu to invite him into a private lounge for a detailed discussion.

Hearing this, Mo Xuanyu chuckled softly, "Very well. Coincidentally, there were some points I didn't quite understand earlier."

He and A-Qiu followed the manager into a private room, accompanied by two first-tier spellcasters who filed in right behind them.