In any case, Fang Yu definitely doesnât want to become something like this human-insect hybrid. If Ding Hui wants him to experiment in the future, Fang Yu will definitely refuse.
Thinking about it, the Demon Martial Artists are the perfect fusion of humans and demons. The physical fusion like Song Xiâs is simply twisted.
However, Ding Hui seems to be following this path, gradually replacing body parts with demon components...
Fortunately, Ding Hui is adept at perfectly integrating demon parts into her body, such as her crystallized arm technique and the ability to convey sound through space. At least, on the surface, maintaining a human form, with the human body as the base.
Knock, knock, knock!
At this moment, the door of the room sounded again.
No need to guess who has arrived.
"Divine Doctor Ding..."
Song Zhenrong entered, exhausted, carrying a pile of demon materials.
"For now, I could only find these, and as for the rest, Iâll have to look for more information tomorrow."
Song Zhenrong said with a face full of apology.
At that moment, Fang Yu looked outside and realized the sky had already darkened.
This room seems closed up due to Song Xiâs appearance, with the windows shut tight, gloomy and isolated from the world.
Therefore, Fang Yu and Ding Hui were busy in the room for a long time without realizing how much time had passed.
"Since the night has fallen, why donât you both stay at my humble abode? If my sister encounters any complications, it will be convenient to provide timely treatment..."
Song Zhenrong sincerely suggested, his gaze fixed on Ding Hui.
But Ding Hui had just finished up, wiping the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand and glancing over at Fang Yu.
Clearly, the decision to stay or leave was entirely up to Fang Yu.
Song Zhenrong realized he had asked the wrong person, but it was too late.
After a brief moment of contemplation, Fang Yu had already made up his mind.
"No need to stay overnight. We will visit again tomorrow."
"This..."
Song Zhenrong hesitated, ultimately sighing without trying to persuade them further.
Seeing this, Ding Hui decisively began to bandage Song Xi. The bandages had been soaked in a type of medicinal concoction Ding Hui prepared, adhering closely to Song Xiâs body.
In no time, Song Xi was wrapped up like a mummy, with layer upon layer of bandages.
Her body, which had slimmed down due to the flesh being cut away, suddenly seemed restored quite a bit.
Truth be told, if it were a normal human, having flesh cut off theyâd likely pass out from the pain; comparable to torture!
Despite only exposing her nose, eyes, and mouth, and finding it hard to move, Song Xi still looked at Ding Hui with hope.
"Divine Doctor Ding, Iâll wait for you! Please come early tomorrow..."
The change in relationship feels like some kind of Stockholm syndrome...
Fang Yu observed Ding Huiâs demeanor, seeming tempted to stay and continue researching through the night. She was a workaholic back in Tianyuan Town Foolish Underworld, going days without washing and working overnight was her norm...
However, for safety reasons, Fang Yu decided to take Ding Hui back first.
After all, this was the residence of a Foolish Underworld Captain; who knows when someone high-ranking from the Foolish Underworld might show up.
If they discovered anything, it could become an on-the-spot capture, which would be troublesome.
For today, they would first return; perhaps tomorrow Song Zhenrong would send his sister to stay temporarily with the Forest Snake Gang.
Fang Yu was intent on this plan, and Song Zhenrong wouldnât be able to oppose, since Fang Yu held the upper hand.
After some polite exchanges, Song Zhenrong personally prepared a carriage for Fang Yu and Ding Hui.
"You two truly donât need me to see you off?"
"As long as the coachman knows the way, you should go back and take care of your sister."
Fang Yu sent him away, and the carriage departed.
They didnât need the carriage for transport, but Ding Huiâs harvest was considerable today, making a carriage quite convenient.
The carriage was stable, but Thunder Cityâs night scene had little to offer.
The Rebel Armyâs uprising, Foolish Underworldâs search, Defiled Blood Clone Demonâs chaos; recent events had caused most people to keep their windows and doors shut at night. Only places like brothels and taverns maintained any lively atmosphere, leaving the streets cold and desolate.
As they drew the curtains, Ding Huiâs body suddenly leaned in.
"What are you doing?"
Fang Yu asked curiously.
"I just thought of an idea." Ding Hui tugged at Fang Yuâs ear, pulling his head lower, and whispered.
"...What idea?"
Fang Yu was speechless but cooperatively leaned down a bit.
"Do you remember last nightâs Defiled Blood Clone Demon?"
"Of course I remember, whatâs up?"
"The characteristics of the Defiled Blood Clone Demon are quite similar to Song Xiâs current situation. Part of her blood and the Clone Demonâs traits have changed and fused. But as youâve seen, this trait change is still undergoing mutation. Currently, what Iâm doing is treating and separating this mutated part, pushing Song Xi more towards the human side. But imagine... what if I reverse the process?"
Fang Yu had been somewhat absent-minded, but when he heard those words, he became much more alert.
"What are you thinking? Creating a demon? Song Zhenrong would fight us to the death!"
"Relax! When I say reverse, I donât mean turning Song Xi into a demon. Though physically, it will inevitably lean more towards demon traits. But the key is, by enhancing the characteristics of the Defiled Blood Clone Demon in her... maybe I can reverse-track and locate all other Defiled Blood Clone Demons through Song Xiâs presence."
At this point, Fang Yu completely understood Ding Huiâs intent.