WHAT! I Have To Kill Heaven's Son To Live!-Chapter 138: Reon on the Brink of Death—Again!

Elenora took a breath, then met Reon's gaze.

"Xue Taiyang," she said softly, her voice laced with subtle gravity, "what I'm about to do next... might be a little dangerous. Brace yourself."

"...Huh?" Reon blinked, caught off guard as a subtle chill ran down his spine.

"W-What do you mean, Miss Elenora?" he asked, wary.

"Nothing too serious. Don't worry." She smiled gently. "It won't harm you. It'll just... sting a little."

"If that's what Miss Elenora says," Reon nodded, forcing a smile as unease stirred within him, "then I'll brace myself."

Inwardly, Elenora's mind was racing as she gently took Reon's hand in both of hers—delicate fingers cool yet steady.

"He might be hiding his Mana just as he conceals his Spiritual Energy—using that so-called mysterious relic... if he truly possesses one.

After all, only rare and ancient Bound Dao Artifacts are capable of absorbing an Intermediate-Grade Mana Stone in an instant."

Her gaze sharpened subtly.

"I'll inject a trace of Mana into his body—just enough to observe whether his body instinctively absorbs it... or rejects it like a typical cultivator."

"This technique... the Mana Transfer Technique. Commonly used by Mages, it's a lifeline in battle—when an offensive Mage exhausts their Mana, another can transfer theirs to instantly replenish it."

"But when performed by a 7th-Circle Mage or higher on one of lower rank, its effects go beyond mere recovery—it can expand the recipient's Mana Heart... or even deepen their Mana Circles."

"A gift most Mages would beg for—many spend their entire lives chasing even a single chance to receive it."

A faint, dangerous glint flickered in her eyes.

"But on a cultivator's body... it's a different story. More curse than gift—an uninvited surge of Mana can trigger a violent rejection."

"If performed carelessly, the results are catastrophic. At best? Permanent cultivation damage. At worst?" Her lips curled faintly. "Death."

Still, she remained confident.

"But with me—a 9th-Circle Mage—such risks are negligible. If anything goes wrong, I can neutralize it in an instant."

"If his body, now fused with that strange artifact, can truly absorb Mana on its own... then he's not just special—he's a living treasure, worth unraveling piece by piece."

A thrill of anticipation tingled down her spine.

"Hehehe... I'll extract a sample of his True Blood afterward and analyze it thoroughly. All in the name of research, of course. For the advancement of magic... and the future of the human race."

Elenora's grip tightened around Reon's right hand—both of her delicate palms now enveloping his——as she released the Mana, letting a gentle warmth seep slowly into his body.

A subtle current, soft and pure, surged through his body like a green river of light.

"What is she doing?"

Reon's thoughts were clouded with confusion as a strange sensation spread through his body.

"It feels like something warm is coursing through me—different from circulating Spiritual Qi. It's... purer. More soothing."

Despite her earlier warning, the sensation wasn't painful at all. In fact, it felt... pleasant.

"She said this would hurt... but it actually feels good," Reon thought, unsettled by the contrast.

Then, like a bell ringing in a quiet chamber, a voice echoed in his mind.

"Master," Luna said calmly, "this woman is injecting Mana into your body. Shall I allow it to pass?"

"W-What? Mana?" Reon staggered inwardly.

"Yes, Master," she confirmed.

Reon's thoughts raced.

"Mana...? But that doesn't exist naturally on this continent."

"Unless—she's not from here. Her name... it doesn't match the naming conventions of this region either."

The pieces clicked together.

"That's it... she's from the Rising Flame Continent."

Luna's voice cut through his thoughts.

"Master, what should I do? Should I reject the Mana from your body?"

"Yes, do it quickly, Luna. Make it appear as if my body reacts like any other normal cultivator's." Reon's voice was steady, but his mind was racing.

"As you command, Master. This will cause some pain—please bear with it."

Reon's thoughts deepened, his mind whirling with the implications.

There exist powerful artifacts in this world that can store various types of Primary Energy—Mana included—allowing the owner to draw from them, only to be recharged once depleted.

What if my very constitution was capable of absorbing Mana, just as a Mage's Mana Heart does... or perhaps even with greater efficiency?

And once I've drawn all the Mana I need, there would be no need for recharging—it would replenish itself naturally, much like a Mana Heart continuously restores the Mana within Mage's Mana Circles.

Now that I've claimed my constitution is a Full Body Bound Relic from millions of years ago—one that has fully fused with my body—she's testing whether it can absorb Mana the way a true Mana Heart does.

But I can't let her discover the truth. If she does, it would be far too dangerous. It would attract unwanted attention, especially from the Mage Continent.

"Xue Taiyang, do you feel anything?" Elenora's voice was soft, almost soothing.

"You evil woman... You dare to ask me that after injecting Mana into my body? If it weren't for my constitution, I could have died." Reon's mind seethed with anger, but outwardly, he remained calm.

"No, Miss Elenora, I don't—"

But Reon's voice faltered mid-sentence.

A sudden, searing pain erupted from deep within his core, a violent force tearing him apart from the inside.

"ARGHHHHHH!"

Reon screamed in pure agony, his body convulsing violently.

He could feel his veins and arteries rupturing, his entire being at the mercy of the pain.

Luna, ever vigilant, had already begun her work, making Reon's body react as though he were a normal cultivator.

"M-Miss... W-What's... happening to... me?" Reon gasped, struggling to stay upright.

Elenora blinked in confusion, her eyes narrowing as she observed him.

"His body isn't trying to absorb the Mana... Instead, it's rejecting it with a force I'd expect from a talented cultivator. How could this be?"

"No, that shouldn't be possible. If his body's artifact could truly absorb Mana at that speed, it would have begun the moment even a trace of Mana entered his system."

Quickly, she removed her hands from his and steadied his body, ensuring he didn't collapse to the floor.

"I see... perhaps he's not the one I was searching for after all. His artifact can't even absorb Mana, let alone function like a Mana Heart."

She cursed under her breath, the weight of the realization sinking in.

"I need to act quickly, or he'll die—and I'll be the one to blame."

"Xue Taiyang, calm down. Breathe, deep breaths," she urged, though panic crept into her voice.

Reon, now in a state of pure torment, was beyond speaking, his body wracked with spasms and screams.

"Ahhh!"

"Ahhhhhh!"

"Foolish woman... He can't even speak, how can he breathe?" Elenora thought, her mind racing. "Looks like he has an incredible cultivation talent, but that only makes the situation worse..."

Elenora lifted Reon's body with ease, positioning him so his back was exposed and his face rested against her left arm.

"Unlike Spiritual Energy, which flows through the Meridians, Mana travels alongside the veins and arteries—outside them—while blood flows within."

Her brow furrowed as she studied him closely. "But I can't just focus on his veins and arteries; his body is a chaotic mess, the Mana spreading unnaturally, unlike a normal Mage's."

In an instant, her eyes sharpened with resolve. "I'll have to absorb all the Mana I infused into him—every trace of it from his entire body. It's the only way to stabilize him."

Slowly, she leaned in, her face just inches from his.