What's eerie is that after the Pseudo-Human Art Student's arm was detached, the cross-section of its shoulder visibly displayed bones, the pattern of muscles, and soon oozing blood droplets. Yet, as soon as those droplets came into contact with the Mist in the air, they rapidly petrified, turning into a pure white, crystalline substance, like a shell.
"Mu Daxian, what the hell are you doing?" the humiliated Pseudo-Human Art Student cried out. It struggled to move its body, but couldn't break free at all.
"Just discussing some business with you," Mu Daxian said with a smile, "Don't rush, let me finish my work here, and then we'll talk slowly."
As he spoke, Mu Daxian removed one of its legs.
Having completed this step, he proceeded to remove an arm and a leg from another Pseudo-Human Art Student.
