The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife
Chapter 396 - 396 396 Ending the Refining of Mo

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The two were entangled together, with Ye Shikai’s body absorbing energy from Refining Mo like a sponge, incessant and unyielding.

Before the battle, Ye Shikai had already absorbed a large amount of energy from a strange stone, triggering Demon Addiction, and now he was ceaselessly siphoning energy from Refining Mo.

This energy flowed along his meridians, all converging near a point close to his Dantian, which puzzled Ye Shikai.

The point wasn’t located at any known acupoint, but what baffled him even more was that this spot was like a bottomless pit, greedily consuming any amount of energy that came its way, refusing none.

“Hades, you deserve to die.” In just a few minutes, Refining Mo had become extremely weak, his words lacking force, his breath erratic and feeble.

Unable to break free from Ye Shikai’s imprisonment and with his life at Ye Shikai’s mercy, all he felt was suffocation and indignation.

Meanwhile, Ye Shikai turned a deaf ear to Refining Mo’s curses, engrossed in absorbing energy.

After another ten or so seconds, Refining Mo’s complexion had turned deathly pale, and without energy to sustain him, his Regeneration Skills began to falter.

His previously healed wounds started to crack open again, and the Netherworld Blade at his chest became the harbinger of his demise.

“You want to drain all my energy, don’t you?

Well, let’s see if you can stomach it,” Refining Mo suddenly let out a cold laugh.

Even a cornered cat would make a tiger wary, and rather than passively awaiting his own demise, he preferred to fight until the bitter end.

Right now, Refining Mo felt his arms weakening, showing signs they might fall off—a warning that his Regeneration Skills were failing.

His left arm, originally torn off by Ye Shikai, had only regrown thanks to those skills.

Refining Mo concentrated all his energy as much as possible at his Dantian, slowly forming an energy ball, planning to go down with his enemy.

Since Ye Shikai was absorbing energy, he intended to overload him in one go.

With a loud shout, Refining Mo violently released the energy ball.

The reason Ye Shikai could rapidly absorb energy from Refining Mo’s body was thanks to Crackering and the Netherworld Blade, which served as conduits.

The immense energy surged into Ye Shikai’s body through these weapons, like a small river channel suddenly hit by a flood, the powerful force easily capable of bursting the banks.

Both Crackering and the Netherworld Blade vibrated violently, with the blade edge dragging repeatedly over the wounds.

Refining Mo’s blood spurted like a fountain as he cried out in pain.

On the brink of energy depletion, he was as vulnerable as any ordinary person, while Ye Shikai, blood-soaked from head to toe, showed no signs of stopping, his eyes blood-red, resembling a badly wounded lion.

“Ahh!” Refining Mo yelled, his body abruptly collapsing backward.

Pushing with his arms, he took the opportunity to break free from Ye Shikai’s grasp, yanking out Crackering and indirectly pulling out the Netherworld Blade from his body.

Suddenly robbed of their conduits, the massive energy found no outlet and exploded on the spot, blasting both men back…

As the dust settled, Refining Mo lay weakened on the ground, covered in injuries, flesh mangled beyond recognition, his skin turning from its original lizard green to flesh color, scales nowhere to be seen, his left side eerily empty.

Without his Regeneration Skills, he was beaten back to his original form.

In his right hand, he tightly gripped a knife handle, the blade of Crackering so unable to withstand the burst of energy that it had shattered into pieces scattered on the ground, a top-quality weapon ending in such a state.

Lying weakly on the ground, barely breathing out more than breathing in, Refining Mo was at death’s door, ready to expire at any moment.

Opposite him stood the silhouette of a man, his long sword emitting a dazzling light.

Ye Shikai slowly approached, the immense energy from before apparently all absorbed by the Netherworld Blade, cloaked in mystery and a touch of malevolence.

“Die.” Ye Shikai’s eyes were blood-red, a bout of Demon Addiction overtaking him, like an unstoppable War God—more accurately, a God of Slaughter.

Struggling to open his eyes, Refining Mo looked up at the Netherworld Blade overhead, his face ashen.

Perhaps at this moment, he had finally lost all hope.

After five years of plotting revenge, his meticulous schemes had ended in an untimely death.

“Bang.” At this point, a small steel ball suddenly emerged from the side, exploding on the ground and filling the lab with thick white smoke.

Someone was unexpectedly nearby.

At the same time, a dark figure darted out swiftly, lunging straight for Refining Mo like a nimble wildcat seizing its food.

Could it be someone had come to save Refining Mo?

“Seeking death.” Ye Shikai’s face twisted menacingly as he swung the Netherworld Blade towards Refining Mo’s direction, and a “hiss” was heard, as if it was the sound of fabric being torn…

With a loud shout, Ye Shikai released his Inner Strength, dispersing all the smoke around him.

Refining Mo was still lying in the same spot, barely alive, and a piece of fabric seemed to have been added to the ground, seemingly a corner of a leather garment.

Minutes later, as the smoke cleared entirely, Ye Shikai slowly walked over to Refining Mo, raised the Netherworld Blade over his neck and fiercely brought it down…

The leader of the Tomb Spirit Organization, Refining Mo, was terminated.

Suddenly, a strong wave of dizziness surged through Ye Shikai’s mind.

His bloodshot eyes slowly became transparent, his limbs felt as if they had lost their strength, and his whole body collapsed straight down to the ground, lacking even the energy to stand up.

His palms weakly loosened their grip, and the Netherworld Blade clattered to the ground.

Ye Shikai felt his eyelids heavy as if filled with lead, slowly closing…

…

Yanjing.

When Su Qingyu saw the text message, her heart skipped a beat, because it was sent from Ye Shikai.

It had been many days since she returned to Yanjing, and they hadn’t spoken at all; this counted as their first conversation since they parted.

Su Qingyu felt a little excited in her heart as she opened the text, but when she saw the first line, her complexion changed drastically.

Qingyu, by the time you read this message, I might no longer be here.

I originally thought that returning to Huaxia and marrying you would allow us to live like normal people, happily ever after, but things haven’t gone as planned.

I have been surrounded by endless troubles, all of my own making, unavoidable and inescapable.

Actually, I had already prepared this message a long time ago as a final explanation.

I hoped there would never come a day to send it, but unexpectedly, that day has still arrived.

I am sorry, Qingyu, for not being able to provide you with security or a happy future.

Perhaps it’s true that we were destined to meet but not destined to be together.

Please convey my gratitude to your parents and Qingqing for their care and thank you for being with me during this time; it has truly been unforgettable.

Ye Shikai, this is my last word.

“Thud.” The phone dropped to the floor, striking the ground heavily.