Chapter Thirty-Three: Bone Sword

Twenty minutes later.

Lin Lei returned home.

At this moment, he no longer felt any pain in his arm.

He untied the bandages wrapped around his arm.

To his surprise, the wound on his arm had already healed completely. Apart from some faint bloodstains, even the skin had grown back.

“Is Long Wentian’s healing ability really this strong?”

Lin Lei’s eyes sparkled.

His own physical fitness and bodily strength were extraordinarily exaggerated. Recovering from the same injury should have been much more difficult for him than for Long Wentian.

“Could it be that the healing ability I ‘plundered’ from Long Wentian is influenced by my own source energy? Since my source energy is much higher than his, the effect might be enhanced?”

He moved his arm to confirm that its sensitivity was unaffected, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Lin Lei immediately took a cold shower to wash off the blood and to physically calm his restless emotions.

Because the “Sword Hilt” he obtained was extremely unique, there was no way he could rely on the Investigation Bureau to remove the “corruption” power. He had to adjust himself slowly.

Fortunately, the [Calming Power] could still exert its effect.

Just as he returned to his room,

his phone vibrated with a buzz.

He flipped it over and picked up Long Wentian’s phone, unlocking the screen. A message came from a contact saved as “Long Er”:

“Brother, are you coming back today?”

Lin Lei’s heart skipped a beat. “This Long Er must be that bald kid!”

He raised his eyebrows and typed a message back:

“I have urgent matters; I won’t be coming back today. Maybe in a couple of days.”

The reply was immediate:

“Got it. Brother, be careful and stay safe.”

Though Long Er seemed rough, he was actually quite shrewd and didn’t pry.

Lin Lei closed the phone and half-lied on the bed, rubbing his temples.

The buzzing in his ears hadn’t ceased; black lines danced before his eyes, and the irritability lingered, even worse than his previous overexertion from “corruption” days ago.

“Too bad there are no investigation tasks these past two days. If I could just slay a few aberrations, maybe I’d feel much better!”

Indeed, killing could release the pent-up emotions, but it might also drive Lin Lei toward even more extreme moods—not necessarily a good thing.

He shook his head.

Lin Lei began testing his newly acquired abilities.

“Plundering” the Sword Hilt had almost drained the gluttonous energy he had accumulated in the “Forbidden Zone” recently, but the powers gained were exceptional and formidable.

The [Dragon’s Might] was set aside—without a target, and it would likely cause a big commotion, so it wasn’t convenient for testing. But the Sword Bone was worth exploring.

He raised his hand.

Ssshh!

Black lines, like tendrils, broke through his skin and extended outward.

He tilted his neck.

The black threads rapidly lengthened and intertwined, condensing in the blink of an eye into a slender blade nearly a meter long.

A sharp, cold gleam shimmered along the sword’s edge.

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