“What’s wrong?” Ji Jue asked, confused.

“Nothing, it’s just that during the stage of refining sword qi, my spirit matter can barely be released at all. I can’t really help anymore,” An Ran replied, pinching the bullet with a disappointed tone.

Ji Jue paused, then smiled. “It’s fine. This is just a minor issue.”

Even without sword qi enchantment, there were still other methods.

When the time was about right, after checking on the camera that An Ran had gone to watch TV, Ji Jue finally opened the box in the corner and undid layer after layer of seals.

What was revealed at the deepest layer was a pile of pitch-black material, resembling chunks of charcoal. They were the final remains of that corrupted Chosen One from before.

After extracting the blessing, according to procedure, Professor Ye would have thrown it into a high-risk disposal furnace to be completely burned into ash. The ash would then be mixed into a processing solution, and after reaction completion, dumped into a waste container. Once enough accumulated, it would be sent to a specialized institution...