Mickey’s Primeval World.

Mickey's jindan core strained under the intense force emanating from Lord South. The vibrations sent shockwaves through his body, threatening to overwhelm him.

As he struggled to maintain his composure, Mickey's mind wandered to the events that had led him to this precarious situation.

'Killing that ghoul was necessary. If I hadn't, it would have assassinated me in my sleep.'

A hint of regret flickered in his eyes as he pondered his actions. 'Should I have spared Mo Bing?'

He quickly dismissed the notion. 'No, killing him was the right thing to do. He would have led me to my death, just like in the anime.'

The pain was intense, but he had to keep himself occupied with other thoughts, or he would collapse and have his identity exposed.

'But thinking about it...killing Mo Bing was for personal revenge, since my fate won't change normally.'

'One of the three strongest people in the world would kill me if Yí Long Fei doesn't.'

'F*ck! I'm so unlucky! Don't you agree future self! Are you even there...?'

At the end of his thoughts, Mickey's eyes opened lightly and only his pants were left, and his body was in a much brighter condition as it bleed from all it's apertures.

However, that all just made him release a cry laughter.

'If I die today, so be it! I already did before, anyway... '

Lord South's eyebrows shot up in surprise as he sensed the unbridled killing intent emanating from Mickey's battered body.

With over 10,000 years of life under his belt, Lord South's kill count was a mere fraction of Mickey's.

As a medical specialist who had never engaged in battle, Lord South couldn't help but feel a shiver run down his spine.

'This brat is ruthless, with no regard for his own well-being. He's making me wonder if I should have chosen a different path.'

"Argh!" Mei Lin groaned as she lay flat on the ground. Small cracks were appearing on her jindan, there was only so little she could do to reply.

And luckily for her, Lord South increased the amount of Qi he used to pressure the two, trying to force the young man into submissions.

However, that only sparked the purple substance coating Mickey's primeval world, making it manifest in the physical realm.

A light purple hue materialized, an inch away from Mickey's body.

As it dissipated, Lord South stumbled backward, coughing up blood.

He had mistakenly attempted to crush Qi that was in the physical realm, which catastrophically backfired, causing him to plummet a full realm.

Inside Mickey's primeval world, the purple hue dissipated, and the pressure on his jindan eased.

'I had no idea this could happen... perhaps I should store more Qi in my primeval world.'

Lord South's joyous laughter snapped Mickey back to reality.

"As expected of someone who found the true value of maple leaves! You are truly extraordinary!"

Mei Lin struggled to her feet, her eyes wide with shock as she stared at Mickey.

'What just emerged from his body? That wasn't even the power of a grimoire...'

Mickey maintained his posture, addressing Lord South in a language that Mei Lin couldn't comprehend.

"Now that I'll be your lab rat, this rat has two small requests."

Lord South's eyes narrowed slightly, his mind racing.

'How does this brat know our language? And what's this faint scent of a vampire...?'

He pushed the thoughts aside, focusing on Mickey's requests.

"Proceed."

"I need a 100-year lifespan expansion grimoire."

Lord South cast a vicious gaze at this daring brat. Lifespan expansion grimoires were above the levels of rare, even people of the outside world saw them once in a blue moon.

However, Mickey knew this old man had some. He couldn't use any because he was past the 5 000-year threshold.

That's why he even endured all the pain!

Mickey quickly explained his 'reason' for asking for such a thing.

"I don't know what experiment you are doing here, but I can tell that it has not been going well, thanks to the staff around this place. A lifespan expansion grimoire will be insurance that I don't die during the process. That way, you don't have to buy mortal slaves from the AGT."

Lord South nodded and saw Mickey in a new light.

'He is right. Every time I buy a new slave, I have to start over my experiment. The problem might not be because they are not Book Lords, but because the experiment takes too much of their lifespan.'

'When I see him about to die, I will just give him another lifespan-extending grimoire. Who would have thought that idiot's sacrifice might be so fruitful?'

Lord South didn't say anything and moved over to the coffin that was at the end of the cave.

'What are they talking about?' Mei Lan couldn't help but be more confused.

She wanted to know what the two were talking about, but she had no way to ask them to speak in a language she understood.

'This Mickey, does he know something about my orders?'

She could only watch as Lord South took a grimoire from his coffin. This grimoire was thin and looked like an ordinary A4 book. Its cover was plain white and had a green eye on it. This eye often blinked a few times.

"This has to be worth it." Lord South threw the grimoire at Mickey.

The young man didn't move and started moving the Qi in his jindan. The moment the grimoire hit his chest, it was transported to his Primeval World. There, it was met with a barrage of Mickey's Qi that made it burst with a poof.

A green light escaped from it and rose up to the endless sky. At that moment, Mickey had a weird feeling that he couldn't describe envelope his body.

Success…

Mickey immediately threw in his next request.

"I need to train in swordsmanship while I am here. I know a lot of people don't use it, but I just need you to buy me a sword. I will handle everything on my own."

Lord South nodded. He was already thinking of ways to train Mickey so his body would have the same tolerance to his harsh experiments.

He looked over at Mei Lan.

"Quickly heal him, I need to experiment on him in his best condition."

Before the purple-eyed girl could do anything, Mickey stopped her.

"Please do the experiment now."

Mei Lin kept her composure, but a bead of cold sweat could be seen on her face.

'Is he crazy? There is no way he would survive the first test with his body battered up like that!'

Mickey was depending on the power of the 'Lifespan expansion grimoire,' and Lord South immediately noticed the other reason.

"Your body has become numb and can't even move your neck right now."

"That's right." Mickey didn't try to hide it.

His body had become numb a long time ago, and only his will was able to keep him standing.

"Mei Lin, you can excuse us."

At Lord South's command, Mei Lan didn't bother to stay. She knew how unsettling the experiments would be.

Lord South pushed his table of apparatus, before kicking Mickey to the ground with a thud. Mickey landed on his back and could see the old man taking medical scissors and a knife.

Lord South didn't give a warning and started to cut the space in between Mickey's gut.

Mickey was like a piece of live wood, soft and tender. Blood spilled out from his body, and the old man would make intentional errors in cutting him. But Mickey was unmoved like a giant.

He was flexible, yet hard as a rock.

Pain...

Mickey felt an indescribable amount of pain. Although numb, his body shivered like seaweed. His eyes became dilated, signaling the end of his life, but he kept them open like pods.

The old man finished dissecting his gut and started pulling his intestines out. They were like dead snakes in Lord South's hands before he injected a yellow syrup into them.

Wham… wham… wham…

Gu Mickey trembled even more, hitting the ground with a fierce might. Eyes started growing from his skin, the sight alone was enough to give one goosebumps. There were even tiny little eyes in his sclera.

Lord South injected a blue syrup, and the eyes started to pop. The eyes left purple pimples all over Mickey's body. The number of pimples he had would make one think he was a lump on the ground. Even the old man had trouble injecting the last syrup.

[A.N: We have came to the end of the first arc, I would like to call it Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da.

If you don't get it, think of these words, Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da, life goes on, brah. I know you kids won't understand (born in 2005), but the 80s people would understand..