Jiang Che kept his secret for three years.
Using his own vital essence and blood to inscribe formation patterns, he raised a bunch of rookies to the peak.
But once they reached their prime, his teammates decided he was taking all the credit and slaughtered the very ox that had plowed their fields.
The night he was kicked out of the base, Jiang Che laughed.
He immediately withdrew every mark forged from his blood and essence.
[Ding! Host has severed all ties. The Everything-Reconstruction System is now officially activated!]
No longer needing to play nursemaid to anyone, Jiang Che inscribed all his divine-grade formation patterns onto his own bones.
Thunder tuning in his left hand, nuclear blast formations in his right.
When they met again at the league, his former team captain looked down on him. "Admit you were wrong now, and I might let you come back as an errand boy."
Jiang Che retaliated with a single reconstructed airburst, blasting his former captain's defensive armor to pieces and pinning him beneath his foot.
"An errand boy? I'm here to beat you all to death."
