At the beginning, faced with the Illusion that he scarcely knew how to tackle, he needed Lou Feng's assistance and Tong Shan's Telekinesis to create an opportunity for himself by finding a gap.

That layer of Illusion disguised with spiritual construct, who on earth crafted it is unknown—the methodologies are precise yet chaotic, the style meticulous yet rough, a paradoxical fusion that connected flawlessly and tightly linked. Even just the outer layer provided him with a great deal of feedback and enhancement.

Purely in terms of quality, it was on par with Professor Ye's masterpieces!

But what he didn't expect was that the toughest part of the entire workshop was just that single outer layer of disguise?!

It was a classic case of all show and no substance, the rest simply a pile of cookie-cutter constructions with no originality, and a barely passable level of completion.

Even if there were surprises, they could all be found in the answer key to the real problems that Professor Ye had provided for practice.

With just a minor tweak of frequency, a little adjustment on the application of details, they immediately became like chickens and dogs made of clay.

They sprang at a touch, cried out at a stroke.

There was no difficulty to speak of, it was simply too easy to be true.

However, at least now he knew where those tricky and peculiar real problems came from...

"What are you dazing for?"

He suppressed the urge to laugh uproariously, glanced at Lou Feng beside him, "Hurry up, press down with your hands!"

Seeing the defenses on the outer layer of the workshop seemed about to change, Lou Feng snapped out of his daze as well, and at his feet, two metal beasts like hunting dogs opened their maws, with myriad Spiritual Circuits extending from their mouths, infiltrating the surroundings of the workshop and the iron door.

After automatically connecting, they began reading, sensing, converting, and even interfering!

Unlike Ji Jue, the wild but domestically trained apprentice, Mr. Lou had led a life of a true son within Master Kong's workshop, having all that he should have, plus extra that other kids didn't have, and even loads of what other kids dared not have!

Even the tools he had made himself for dismantling other people's workshops in the past were directly handed over to Lou Feng by Master Kong. Even without Ji, just relying on the Spiritual Wisdom and tools in those two metal hunting dogs, he could dismantle the workshop's main gate from the outside in, albeit not as quickly as Ji would.

But still, wasn't this...

Too damn fast?!

Cold sweat silently soaked through Lou Feng's back.

The hunting dogs' invasion was merely a momentary interference with the spiritual energy circuit's rotation on the outer layer of the workshop; the instant the flaw revealed itself, Ji Jue seized it, and under the Dissociation Technique, it was rendered as nothingness.

Snap!

The sound of breaking echoed again.

"Heh heh, heh heh heh, heh heh heh..."

Ji Jue chuckled weirdly, the obstructions and separations before him flickering nonstop with the shattering light of spiritual matter.

Resist, keep resisting, the more you resist, the more excited I get!

Under Tong Shan's suppression, the workshop couldn't even organize any effective counterattack. Within Lou Feng's infiltration, any delayed response, even for a moment, would be ruthlessly destroyed by the Dissociation Technique!

Faced with Professor Ye's Dissociation Technique and Master Kong's personally crafted infiltration tools, a workshop that could only be considered makeshift had no room to resist.

With Tong Shan by his side, even predefined countermeasures and creations were utterly ineffective.

In less than two minutes, all defenses of the workshop, from the outside to the inside, had been completely stripped by Ji amidst the alarm sounds. In the end, the desperate wails of the core, along with the Earth Bone Series that maintained defenses, were dismantled into dust by the Dissociation Technique, leaving nothing secure to speak of.

"Tong bro, see this place?"

Ji Jue waved, unapologetically employing Tong Zhiwu, pointing to a spot slightly to the left of the center of the workshop's main door, and drew a circle, "Here, put some strength into it, give it a fierce one."

Boom!

Before the words fell, an invisible edge of Telekinetic power tore through steel, piercing into the gate like a hot knife through butter, shattering all defenses and penetrating into the darkness behind the door.

"And then?" asked Tong Shan.

"And then there's no more 'and then.'"

Ji Jue moved aside and gestured, "Please, everyone, our attraction isn't large, it's just a two-step walk."

Squeak.

In the heart-stopping sound of friction, the tightly closed main door slowly began to open.

Tong Shan turned back, exchanged a silent look with his teammates, and then, uniform grins of pleasure appeared on their faces as they rubbed their hands and marched in single file.

Having waited so long, they could finally vent their frustration...

Sounds of collision suddenly rose, the roar of explosions, various loud noises, leaking gas, and screams—bone-chilling sounds filled the air behind the door momentarily.

But not even half a minute later, all fell silent once again.

Telekinetic power extended, condensing into a semi-transparent forefinger, gesturing a beckoning motion towards the outside of the door.

When Ji Jue and Lou Feng finished up and walked in, they saw nothing but a mess, a hall splattered with fresh blood, craftsmen kneeling on the ground swollen and bruised, stripped, with broken legs and a severed right hand fallen to the ground.

Upon seeing Ji step in with a firm stride, another shiver ran through them, completely uncontrollable.

They instinctively wanted to scream.

Even the violent beating and abuse when the Security Bureau had barged in just recently, nothing compared to the fear they felt now.

If before this moment, Duden saw Ji as an annoying brat, now in the heart of the Mutated Alchemy Craftsmen, a judgment was passed—eighty percent certainty, this was absolutely a formidable specter of the old grind!

Witnessing such bizarre and horrifying skills, the workshop meticulously maintained by him was effortlessly torn to shreds like a paper box.

To believe that this was a craftsman apprentice in his twenties was harder than scooping his own brain out, mashing it into a paste, and swallowing it back down!

Could this be a Summoning?

Why don't you say I am Summoning!

Thinking of those ancient alchemists who had undergone Rebirth through a borrowed body, how fiendish and brutal they must have been, he couldn't help but tremble uncontrollably at the moment.

Moreover, even if he wasn't clear on how the ancient craftsmen concocted themselves, he knew only too well how his own teacher treated his materials!

If he were targeted, there would be no hope for life, and death would be unattainable...

While he was trembling, sweating profusely, the sound of a chair scraping across the floor surfaced before him.

Without any reservation, he grabbed a chair and sat down.

Ji Jue looked down, closely examining that twitching and contorted face.

Suddenly, he broke into a smile.

"Name?"

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