The Martial Unity

“Argh…!” he choked, grimacing in pain as the powerful surge of healing was perhaps the only thing that was preventing him from rapidly falling to death. The Transcendent esoteric restored his body and his flesh and tissue before the negatrons began sabotaging his biochemistry in a way that his body had never dealt with before.

Poisons didn’t work through any one principle; anything that disrupted the biochemistry in the body in any way was, well, a poison. It was just that his Body was so immune to poison, thanks to the Gu inoculation, that nothing ordinary could possibly even begin to threaten him.

The issue was that negatrons were special even within esoteric matter, containing negative energy, something that his body had never ever dealt with before, making for a light potent disruptor of Rui’s biochemistry.

It affected virtually every organ system within his body, preventing hemoglobin from carrying oxygen to the rest of his body, interfering with the diffusion of gases and nutrients between cells and the blood vessels. Preventing ATP from combusting within cells, depriving his body of energy itself.

It set his nervous system on fire, causing it to send an unfathomable wave of pain and agony. He breathed deeply, calming himself even as his nerves were drowning in an inferno of suffering while activating Darwin’s Forge.

This was the exact same technique that he adaptively evolved to the Gu twenty years ago. Back then, he had needed Gigabrain, but with his current power, he could make do with his Martial Soul alone. He activated Weaving Blood to complement the Transcendent Healing fruit, allowing him to accelerate the healing process, but also the filtering and the evolution process.

The cells that simply couldn’t hack it would die, and the cells that could deal with negatron poisoning would survive.

However, at the same time, he needed to be careful.

He couldn’t allow himself to become dependent on it.

For instance, with the Gu, he had conditioned his body to depend on it to keep his explosive cancer in check, although there was also a genetic mutation that could allow him to keep the Gu away from him when in battle, it would eventually have to return because Rui could not survive without the Gu anymore.

He didn’t want to increase the dependencies he had. One was more than enough, perhaps too much by itself. Too many and they would stack up and become incredibly shackling, limiting his actions with the risk of death.

He didn’t want dependence; he simply wanted tolerance. And unlike with Gu, building up a tolerance for negatrons was quite possible. He just needed to weather through the suffering that he had put himself through, while also maintaining the stealth that he had put on for himself to ensure that he didn’t get caught by the Dragon Emperor.

His body slowly and excruciatingly began adapting to the rush of negatron poisoning he had inflicted upon himself. What should have been a long, organic training session with a lot of negatron exposure was being accelerated by a factor of a million, putting him through immense suffering.

But he didn’t have much of a choice. His objective was too important for him to do anything else except what he was doing. That was why he pushed himself through what was a truly horrific experience just to make sure that he could be equipped with the power and the abilities that he needed to kill the Dragon Emperor.

An hour passed as he writhed on the ground, drenched in sweat, as he found himself growing less and less in pain.

He could feel the cells in his body starting to accept the negatrons and tolerate them without any issues. It was still not the most pleasant, and certainly it would be better if they were gone, but regardless, his body had started being able to not completely malfunction in its presence.

His body produced something like antibodies that could attach themselves to the negatrons and insulate it from the rest of the body, allowing it to flow through his blood harmlessly, giving him a mechanism to harmlessly store them in his body.

Within the next hour, he finally healed all the damage that had been done to him.

“Damn…” Rui muttered as he got up from the dirt in the forest that he had teleported to, as he cracked his neck, stretching a little after the hectic episode of adaptive evolution.

He gazed at his hands, heaving a deep breath. “Next time, I’m going to condition myself the correct way, rather than go through this process again. My lifespan has been burned in half, so I’ll need to restore that as well.”

One did not simply burn all of one’s cells to let the few that survived reproduce without severely harming one’s lifespan. Thankfully, he was immortal and could restore his shortened telomeres with the skill that he currently had.

“Now then…” Rui closed his eyes as he drew the primordial seed-turned negatrons that had finally settled within his body peacefully.

He brought them into the very epicenter of his body, where the wormhole of his technique would open up, sucking him into it and opening it elsewhere.

He closed his eyes as he activated Worm Step, concentrating it at the point where all the negatrons were situated. The moment the micro-wormhole opened, the negatrons surged, using their negative energy to hold it open much easier than he normally could.

His eyes lit up as he realized that he could even teleport a great distance with it if he truly used it properly.

His mind focused on an impossibly far distance for him, opening a wormhole a great, great distance away as an immense flood of materia prima from deep within his body to push himself to the very limit.

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The world shook despite his every effort to hide it.

“Rgh…” he gritted his teeth as he pushed the technique to the very limit, opening a wormhole an unimaginable distance away, before teleporting in the blink of an eye.

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