The Demon Sword's Wonderful Uses

Looking down at Long Kui in his arms—gentle as water, shy and quiet—Xiao Se could not truly feel her body temperature due to her soul state. Yet he could clearly feel the longing in her heart and the affection she had waited a thousand years to preserve.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Se's dark eyes filled with tenderness as he silently made a decision. Since he had replaced Jing Tian, he would never allow the events of Chinese Paladin 3 to happen.

"Long Kui, this is no longer Jiang Country. From now on, call me Brother." Xiao Se smiled as he looked at the girl in his arms, who clearly appeared four or five years older than him.

"Brother? But Long Kui has always called you Royal Brother." Long Kui tilted her little head and asked in confusion.

"Then change it. Royal Brother is too formal; Brother feels more intimate." Xiao Se patiently explained.

"Formal? Intimate?" Long Kui lightly raised her beautiful chin and smiled. "Since Royal Brother likes hearing Long Kui call him Brother, then Long Kui will call you Brother from now on."

"Good girl." Xiao Se gently stroked Long Kui's lovely face. In Chinese Paladin 3, Long Yang, Jing Tian's past life, had often done the same to her.

Feeling that comfort again after a thousand years apart, Long Kui shed tears of joy. "Brother, Long Kui never wants to be separated from you again."

"Mm." Xiao Se nodded.

At the same time, he silently made another promise. Don't worry, Long Kui. We are both wanderers from another world. No matter where we are in the future, I will never let you leave my side, nor will I let you suffer the fate of being sacrificed to forge a sword.

"Long Kui, are you a Soul Body now?" Xiao Se could sense that Long Kui had no physical body at the moment. Though he could still touch her, she felt unreal, as though she might dissipate at any moment.

Long Kui nodded slightly, her expression turning somewhat forlorn. She said softly, "The moment Long Kui threw herself into the Sword Casting Furnace, Long Kui's body was burned away. Only by having Long Kui's soul reside within the Demon Sword was it preserved."

A gentle smile appeared on Xiao Se's face. "Don't worry, Long Kui. Brother will definitely refine a new body for you in the future and revive you completely."

"What did you say?" Long Kui stared at Xiao Se in disbelief and asked excitedly, "Brother, is that true? Can Long Kui really be revived?"

Xiao Se patted Long Kui's head and smiled. "When has Brother ever lied to you?"

"Brother never lies to Long Kui. Brother promised he would find Long Kui after reincarnating, and Brother did it. Long Kui believes Brother." Long Kui wiped away her tears, her eyes red.

"Long Kui, can you return to the Demon Sword now? You're a Soul Body. If you go outside like this and someone with ill intentions sees you, you'll be in danger." Xiao Se smiled and asked.

"Long Kui can. It's just that the Demon Sword is pitch-black inside, and Long Kui doesn't like it there. But for Brother, Long Kui is willing to endure it." As she spoke, Long Kui's body transformed into a streak of blue light and entered the Demon Sword.

Xiao Se slowly stood up, picked up the Demon Sword from the ground, and gripped it in his hand. The moment he casually lifted it, he nearly toppled over. He said in astonishment, "It's so heavy."

The Demon Sword trembled slightly, and Long Kui's soft, pleasant voice came from within. "Brother, in its normal state, the Demon Sword weighs over a hundred jin. With Brother's current cultivation and age, it will be difficult for you to wield it. Brother is the Demon Sword's true master, so you can try adjusting it to a suitable weight."

Xiao Se nodded and quietly poured Dou Qi into it. The Demon Sword trembled slightly, and an afterimage flashed across its blade. In an instant, its weight decreased by nearly tenfold.

Xiao Se casually swung it a few times and found it exceptionally easy to handle. He nodded in satisfaction and smiled. "Thank you, Long Kui. Brother will carry the Demon Sword on his back from now on. When no one is around, you can come out of it again."

"Brother, there's actually no need to go through so much trouble. The Demon Sword has absorbed Brother's blood, so it can now be stored inside Brother's body." Long Kui's gentle voice sounded from within the Demon Sword once more.

"Really? I'll try it." Xiao Se's heart stirred, and the Demon Sword in his hand immediately transformed into a streak of purple light and entered his right hand.

He raised his right arm and looked closely. At the joint of his forearm, there was now a Demon Sword Tattoo about an inch long.

"Brother, how does it feel?" This time, Long Kui did not speak aloud. Instead, she directly transmitted her voice into Xiao Se's mind through their thoughts.

"It really is convenient." Xiao Se nodded in satisfaction, then continued, "Long Kui, can you possess me?" In the original story, Yao Lao had possessed Xiao Yan, allowing his cultivation to soar for a short time. With the strength of a Dou Shi, he had been able to wield the power of a Dou Huang.

Hearing Xiao Se's words, Long Kui fell silent for a moment before replying softly, "Brother, Long Kui can try."

The moment her words fell, a mass of deep blue light appeared on Xiao Se's right arm. The light continuously spread, and within moments, it covered his entire body, forming a faint layer of blue gauze around him.

At that moment, pale blue light flickered within his eyes, making it impossible to see them clearly.

His cultivation had abruptly risen to the level of a Great Fighter.

"Seven-Star Great Fighter!" Xiao Se carefully sensed his current cultivation and immediately sucked in a cold breath. With Long Kui's soul attached to him, he had risen directly from a one-star Dou Zhe to the level of a seven-star Great Fighter.

Not only that, his Soul Power had also increased greatly.

"Brother, Long Kui absorbed a thousand years of Ghost Power within the Demon Sword, so Long Kui's soul is exceptionally powerful. With your physique, Brother can currently only bear a very small portion of Long Kui's soul energy." Long Kui gently reminded him in his mind.

"That's already enough. Long Kui, how long can this state last?" Xiao Se asked in his mind.

"Right now, it can last at most about half an hour each time. If it exceeds that, Brother's body won't be able to withstand it." After a long silence, Long Kui replied with a trace of concern in her voice.

"That's enough." With that, Xiao Se sat cross-legged before the Medicine Cauldron, fused together the remaining refined medicinal essences, and began refining Hemostatic Powder.

The result exceeded Xiao Se's expectations. The refining process went extremely smoothly. The Hemostatic Powder that had taken him great effort to refine earlier was completed in moments, and its quality far surpassed the previous batch.

Of the remaining one hundred and eighty-odd portions of ingredients, Xiao Se finished refining them all in less than half an hour. Apart from a very small number of average-quality batches, all the rest were high-grade.

After refining the Hemostatic Powder, Xiao Se tried refining Injury Pills as well. With the support of Long Kui's soul energy, Xiao Se easily succeeded.

This left him ecstatic for a time.

When he had first begun refining pills, his cultivation and soul perception had been limited. For every kind of pill, he often needed to experiment for some time before finding the ideal point for controlling the flame's temperature.

Now, with the enhancement of Long Kui's Soul Power, once he had completed a pill refinement and then refined it again himself, he had already found the right method. Refining medicine had become almost effortless for him.

Now, he could try refining Second-Rank Pills.