Within a few short seconds, Ji Jue felt as if the temperature in the operating room had risen due to the chilling air he had drawn in.

Truly, it was an eye-opening experience.

Unlike the gasping mother, inside her abdomen, two violently fluctuating spiritual energies surged and intertwined ceaselessly; they resembled two rabid dogs in the late stages of the disease.

Incessantly devouring and tearing at each other, filled with mutant and frenzied forces.

They treated the mother's body as a battlefield, wantonly destroying it and mercilessly sucking up her life and soul.

Just watching those two erratic spiritual fluctuations constantly expand was enough to send shivers down anyone's spine. Collisions and collapses followed by reassemblies, like a Melting Furnace on the verge of exploding, primed to detonate.

The calm on the surface was only a fragile equilibrium of coexistence between the two entities and the mother. But the balance was fleeting, hardly sustainable.

If mishandled, this incision might just explode her in half on the spot.

That would be a case of two dead and three lost.

Delay was no longer an option, he had to act swiftly...

Without a second thought, Ji Jue grabbed a bone saw and pulled it open; the crazily spinning saw blade came down, and blood plasma gushed out like a tide. The mother, who had previously passed out, suddenly woke up, screaming shrilly.

But in the midst of the chaos, Ji Jue, annoyed, glanced back at her.

She immediately closed her eyes as if falling back into a deep sleep, daring not to move again.

Fine, let's pretend you're numbed!

Ji Jue's hands showed no mercy, slicing open the abdomen directly. The massive incision made Tong Hua's eyes twitch wildly, suspecting he had stumbled onto a forensic autopsy scene.

Between his spread fingers, the intricate patterns of Non-attack emerged from beneath the gloves, resembling a welding torch, sealing all the bleeding spots with unbelievable speed.

Relying on the mutants' robust life force and unusual structure, if it were an ordinary person, they would likely be in the ICU by now.

But only after exposing the internal organs could he see where the real trouble lay.

From the continuous writhing and biting, thin layers of flesh rose and formed eerie outlines before vanishing, as if a meat grinder was operating madly inside the body, extracting blood and life to mend itself, yet inflicting even more damage.

In a fight more straightforward and brutal than dogs fighting, the two embryos had failed to develop properly till now.

Like crabs in a basket, pulling each other's legs.

Once one embryo grew, it would surely devour the other completely, able to only engage in a mutually damaging stalemate, their maliciousness growing fiercer.

Under such conditions, assisting the birth was no different from sticking a hand into a jar filled with poisonous snakes.

If the fierce nature of the two Ghost Fetuses was provoked, they might instantly consume the mother from the inside out, leaving her an empty shell.

At that moment, four greenish eyes seemed to peer through the membrane, staring out from the amniotic fluid at the uninvited guest. More fierce and menacing than the mother!

What are you looking at?

Just wait till I pull you out and stomp on you like bladder balloons!

"Oh dear, the situation seems a bit messy."

Ji Jue looked up, wiping sweat off his brow as if panicking, his voice raised, "What are we to do now, Director Qian?"

In the shadows that the surgical light couldn't reach, a grotesque smile appeared, still bloodstained, filled with eagerness: "Hmm? A mistake occurred?"

Tong Hua's scalp tingled and sweat drenched her back.

She could feel: in the surrounding darkness, pairs of hungry eyes suddenly lit up.

Just like mad dogs, eager to swarm!

"No, everything is normal up to now," Ji Jue answered, "but the mother has been in difficult labor too long and lost too much blood. I assess that a blood transfusion is necessary."

"Alas, our institute's blood bank is out of stock."

Director Qian sighed regretfully: "Tough times indeed, as doctors, we can only sacrifice a bit for our patients..."

"No, as the primary surgeon, we must ensure our condition to assist the mother to deliver safely. Otherwise, the safety of the mother can hardly be guaranteed.

Moreover..."

Ji Jue subtly paused, looking around with a slight smile emerging, "Aren't there plenty of family members here?"

In that instant, all the excited, restless pupils suddenly halted, and those shadows excitedly closing in stiffened where they stood.

Visibly, they took a step back.

Then another.

Trying to shield other relatives to their front.

In the deadly silence, only Ji Jue's proposal rang out: "Since the mood is so energized, why not donate some on the spot? Director, look, everyone can hardly wait."

"..."

Director Qian's expression seemed stunned for a moment, but then his smile grew even more grotesque, bursting with joy: "Newbies always have solutions, yes, they are family members, since they are here, let's donate a bit.

After all, it's all for the patients!"

He licked his teeth hungrily, eagerly asking, "Does anyone disagree?"

During the prolonged silence, where even breathing was nearly inaudible amid the trembling and terror, it seemed someone wanted to voice something, but under the maddened gaze of the Suture Doctor, they dared not open their mouths.

Then, from hoarse laughter, agonizing screams erupted.

In the darkness, bizarre figures suddenly stiffened, violently convulsing as if invisible mouths were gnawing at their souls, spasming and screaming, collapsing one by one.

Thick blood oozed from every pore, falling to the floor, spreading like pools of water, eventually forming meandering streams that moved toward the center.

Thus, they crawled up the delivery bed and entered the gasping mother's body, stabilizing the collapsing soul.

Directly extracting one-fifth of fresh blood and soul from each family member present, turning it into a generous supply at Ji Jue's disposal.

"These should be enough, right?"

Director Qian rubbed his hands expectantly, "Time waits for no one, let's get started, and move faster. However, if things go wrong, the families probably won't let it go easily."

In the deathly still darkness, those crimson pupils full of resentment stared fixedly at Ji Jue, yet dared not make a sound. They were just restlessly waiting for the moment he would fail.

When that time came, they would drag him mercilessly into Hell!

"Damn it, let's go, ignore them!"

A spirited shout arose in front of the birthing bed. Ji Jue, completely disregarding the surrounding gazes, discarded the tools in his hands, removed his gloves, and brought his hands together like a knife to pierce through the final layer of flesh and membrane.

He tore it apart fiercely!

A passionate shout followed:

"— Baby, time to get up!"

Blood splattered like a tide, and the foul-smelling amniotic fluid overflowed. Between the blurred flesh, two undeveloped Ghost Fetus opened their eyes, resembling monsters that were not fully gestated in the womb, gazing at the intruder.

Those eerie green eyes, so enormous, stared hungrily at Ji Jue.

The underdeveloped twin heads curled into a sinister smile.

They laughed.

Then, Ji Jue laughed too.

Unable to contain his surprise and joy, he nearly danced with excitement!

Hadn't he come to the right place?

This was exactly right!

Otherwise, where in this world could he find such pure spiritual Mutants?

"They are indeed... gems of talent!"

He admired them with a smile, leaning closer to scrutinize those gradually dilating, cold and lifeless eyes.

From the reflection of the shrinking pupils, it seemed as if the terrifying figure of eternal burning was drawing nearer, grinning, spitting out sparks filled with agony and despair.

Inhaling Destruction and Death.

Merely by staring, he caused the two fetuses inside to tremble uncontrollably.

Then they screamed out loud.

Such piercing screams.

At that moment, Ji Jue's hands unfolded, revealing the Dissociation Technique!

The chaotic Spiritual Fluctuation, like invisible blades, raced around, shredding all tangible matter in an instant from the swaying of his hands.

But then, as his fingers gathered once more, Alchemy forging began!

Non-attack manifested, turning the mother at that moment into a Melting Furnace, continuously drawing fresh blood and spiritual substance from the surroundings, initiating a new creation.

The anomaly of the Invisible Hand seemed to reappear from within his perception.

Effortlessly, the spirits of the two Ghost Fetuses suppressed any resistance. Then, the blaze of Spiritual Fire rose instantly, overtaking all other flames in a violent melting.

There were some initial leaks and inefficiencies—using a living body as a melting furnace is different from steel, difficult to handle, but once accustomed, it seemed he discovered advantages the Melting Furnace lacked.

This abundance of Life Force supply, as if a Chosen One of the Vortex System was constantly by his side providing healing support, allowed Ji Jue to act without any regard for consequences.

When he practiced with pocket watches or bells in the past, he had never felt so exhilarated.

It was like running into a shopping mall with an unlimited credit card, with today's bills all paid for by the families present!

This way, this way, try this way...

Under the expert control of Heavenly Skill, the structure of the two spiritual Ghost Fetuses was randomly altered, dismantled, supplemented, and reconstituted. And this persistent, fierce will was much stronger than the nearly extinguished Spiritual Wisdom in the watch no need to worry about crushing them with a little force.

In that case, why not use a bit more force?

In this brutally deconstructive and melting process, the mother on the birthing bed, feigning death, could no longer hold back and screamed out in agony, wailing miserably.

But at this moment, Ji Jue was utterly inattentive to her, as soon after she didn't even have the energy to scream.

At this moment, her abdomen seemed like a Vortex, continuously extracting her life and soul, violently and incessantly.

If not for the ample blood supply, she would have already been turned to ash by the Spiritual Fire.

Yet this still wasn't enough...

As the Ghost Fetus was reconstituted and recomposed, the once abundant supply of life and spiritual substance became precariously scarce.

But no matter, there were still many good-hearted people present...

"Something's wrong, Director!"

Ji Jue 'shocked' shouted, looking up for help: "The baby is underdeveloped, we need an emergency blood transfusion immediately!"

On the stitched face of Director Qian, the cruel smile never changed: "Then transfuse more—"

Then, in the darkness, cries of anguish sounded one after another. Streams of blood merged, resuming life, providing spiritual substance.

But not long after, Ji Jue looked up again: "Something's wrong, Director!"

"Transfuse more!" Director Qian ordered with a wave of his hand, without hesitation.

The screams resumed, but this time, they gradually revealed an exhausted weariness.

In the darkness, the once drooling family members of the mutants were now collapsed on the ground, unable to get up, their breath failing, with only their crimson eyes becoming increasingly resentful and venomous.

But then, they heard that call, sounding almost like a summons of death: "Something's wrong..."

Director Qian waved his hand, "Transfuse!"

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