Two months ago, in the laboratory of the Sky Flipping Sect.

Annie and Wu Wenjing watched as Qian Wangsun conducted a fluid and seamless operation on the experiment table, their faces revealing traces of astonishment.

Since Qian Wangsun joined the research on mutated weapons, his mastery of these weapons has rapidly advanced, going from strength to strength.

In Annie's view, he seems to learn everything on sight and perfects it with ease.

In fact, recently, he has mostly stopped learning and asking questions, merely requiring Wu Wenjing, an expert once captured by the heavenly court to participate in the research of mutated weapons, to be present and observe, which ensures a success rate of over ninety percent in experiments.

'Though mutated weapons are a technology developed after the distortion by Heavenly Dao, mutation and madness are some of the current essence of Heavenly Dao.

According to Wu Wenjing, the gods of the heavenly court believe that mutated weapons are the prototype of immortal artifacts of this era. If we continue to develop them, they will inevitably surpass immortal artifacts before the distortion of Heavenly Dao, because mutation and distortion are now the trend of Heavenly Dao.

Our cultivation of Dao藏, elevation of Dao化 degree, and comprehension of Heavenly Dao's mysteries are all foundational to the research of mutated weapons, but…'

Watching Qian Wangsun's operation with his Primordial Spirit power, Annie saw several ground powders of exotic beast bones bred into powder have combined with Taibai Essence Gold, and then Qian Wangsun extracted the exotic beast essence blood, carving runes invisible to the naked eye inside the essence gold with precision as if he had done it thousands of times.

Annie thought to herself, "Qian Wangsun's efficiency is astonishing; is it due to his ability?"

Meanwhile, Wu Wenjing, rescued by Li Xiuzhu from the heavenly court, watched with wide eyes as Qian Wangsun opened ten jade boxes on the experiment table, revealing ten pieces of flesh inside, all mutated flesh cultivated using demons.

Wu Wenjing knew that the abilities gained by current mutants post-mutation are entirely dependent on luck, potentially strong or weak. Though under the research by gods and immortals, mutated weapons have improved somewhat, they are still nearly like a black box operation.

The gods of the heavenly court create various variants through different rituals and methods, then refine them into mutated weapons through methods combined.

Different rituals ultimately produce different mutated weapons. Some have tried to study the principles within, but those who face the true mysteries of Heavenly Dao have all gone mad and twisted into mutants.

In this era, even gods and immortals cannot face Heavenly Dao directly.

Thus, both they and gods rely on constant trial and error and moments of sudden, mysterious inspiration during their meditations on Heavenly Dao.

Yet, Wu Wenjing watched Qian Wangsun, who seemed like a seer, precisely laying rituals each time to create needed mutants with over ninety percent success rate.

"I've heard Qian Wangsun has the ability of foresight, and now it seems true... This ability is incredibly useful for researching mutated weapons." Wu Wenjing wondered curiously, "What kind of world does he see?"

Qian Wangsun looked at the ten pieces of flesh, his mind swirling with hundreds of different scenarios, each representing the result of refining mutated weapons, and the subsequent discussions of success or failure with Wu Wenjing.

Seeing hundreds of outcomes at once has been the result of Qian Wangsun mastering this ability and exercising it continuously up to now.

In the next moment, all images disappeared simultaneously, and Qian Wangsun lowered his head.

He saw the mutated flesh on the table picked up and applied in various methods on Blood Talisman Immortal Steel, mixing various exotic beast blood, bone marrow, and even brain matter.

Finally, accompanied by whispers, the Blood Talisman Immortal Steel in Qian Wangsun's hand transformed into a blood-red mirror, the mirror resembling a vortex rotating continuously, making one dizzy after staring for a while.

Annie asked curiously, "Successfully? What use does this mutated weapon have?"

Qian Wangsun explained, "This is a Demon Mirror, which can enhance my ability and improve the efficiency of researching mutated weapons…"

Before Qian Wangsun began researching mutated weapons, he knew clearly one thing: his biggest advantage was his ability. To make breakthroughs in mutated weapons research, he must maximize his abilities.

Currently, he can perceive only more than a hundred future outcomes simultaneously, which is already powerful, even his current limit with no visible progress in the short term.

Yet, it is still too little for researching mutated weapons.

Thus, Qian Wangsun's first goal in refining mutated weapons is to further enhance his ability.

Qian Wangsun stood before the Demon Mirror, awaiting a moment after which circles of blood-like ripples emerged in the crimson mirror, gradually reflecting Qian Wangsun's figure.

Within the mirror, Qian Wangsun moved as he did, turning as he turned, waving as he waved, suddenly his figure flickered, appearing behind the mirror, but the image within the demon mirror paused without disappearing.

Qian Wangsun held the Demon Mirror facing the materials on the experiment table, seeing them entirely reflected in the mirror.

Qian Wangsun said, "Tell me, what mutated weapon can be crafted from these materials?"

Mirrored Qian Wangsun's eyes flashed overlapping illusions, also activating his ability to sense various future possibilities.

Meanwhile, Qian Wangsun's own eyes glimpsed mirrored answers one after another.

...

Two weeks later, three Demon Mirrors lay in front of Qian Wangsun, each reflecting his image with additional images in their dual-eyed gazes.

Four weeks later, the number of Demon Mirrors increased to twelve, covering the entire wall, all reflecting Qian Wangsun's form.

Six weeks later, the number expanded to thirty-six mirrors, reflections within reflections intertwined and flickering within.

In the room, Qian Wangsun lay quietly in a chair, the thirty-six radiant spots flickering back and forth in his eyes, sometimes dim, sometimes bright.

"Room Three, use ritual instrument甲二三号…"

"Room Twelve, use ritual instrument丙六七号…"

"Room Twenty-One, prepare to receive the mutant…"

"Demon Mirror's ninety-ninth refinement prediction success…"

...

Two months later in Eastern City, Li Xiuzhu and Lin Muqing stood on the rooftop of a small building, watching as hurried citizens walked towards a secret gathering point, their faces showing either excitement or anticipation.

Lin Muqing said, "Including what we just saw, this is the last initial sect outpost."

Just moments ago, according to Lin Muqing's information from past days, the two have checked every initial sect outpost within Eastern City.