At this moment, Tang San no longer insisted on stabbing Yu Xiaogang's lower back to detoxify him.
Because she realized it was impossible to detoxify him at all. Who taught her that in her past life? She had forgotten.
She had dragged it out from a mild case of poisoning to a very severe one.
What could have been handled easily was now inconvenient.
At this point, there was only the second method left, and it carried a bit of danger.
She dragged Yu Xiaogang's body to the side of a small pit.
She let his right shoulder hang over the pit.
[Tang San raised her blade and swiftly sliced open Yu Xiaogang's right arm...]
Ye Ying chuckled.
It seemed Yu Xiaogang was going to lose his arm today.
Tang San was about to finish off the original partner.
"Change 'sliced' to 'severed' for me."
[Modification successful. Points increased by one. Current points: 287.]
[Tang San raised her blade and swiftly severed Yu Xiaogang's right arm...]
Tang San gripped the short sword and swung it down lightly.
But for some reason, at that moment, the short sword seemed to be enchanted, constantly dancing back and forth through the gaps in Yu Xiaogang's shoulder, weaving in and out.
Swish.
Yu Xiaogang's right arm was severed at the root.
It fell into the pit.
In an instant, Tang San was stunned.
Tang San was completely dumbfounded.
She had clearly only intended to slice the right arm open; how did she end up severing it?
Was this blade really that sharp?
And was her swordsmanship actually this good?
This single strike was like Butcher Ding's Knife, precisely avoiding all the bones and passing through the gaps, effortlessly dismantling Yu Xiaogang's right arm.
Tang San swallowed hard, suddenly feeling that she had done something utterly outrageous.
She looked at the severed right arm, and then her eyes immediately locked onto Ye Ying.
Ye Ying's face wore a smile, but this smile made Tang San feel extremely terrified.
Insidious, it was too insidious—more insidious than even her.
Pah, she was upright and honorable; how could she be insidious?
Ye Ying laughed with a sinister cackle, "Tang San, you wouldn't want him to find out that you were the one who severed your boyfriend's salvageable right arm, would you?"
Tang San swallowed hard.
Her body couldn't help but tremble.
"Ye Ying, what do you want?"
Ye Ying was stunned for a moment.
What kind of brazen words were these?
To think someone so young could say something like that.
"Screw your sister!"
"What I want is your eye technique, your hand technique, and your leg technique."
Ye Ying rolled his eyes at her.
He might have had an eighty percent interest in every beautiful woman in Douluo, but he had zero interest in Tang San. Because Tang San used to be a man—it was disgusting, simply too disgusting.
"Don't think I didn't see it."
"I could tell at a glance that you have great talent, to actually be able to create your own eye techniques, hand techniques, and leg techniques."
"Teach me."
Tang San was instantly shocked.
How could Ye Ying know!
She had hidden it so well!
"No need to pretend, I saw it a long time ago."
"Others might be blind, but I'm certainly not."
"Purple light emitting from your eyes, white light from your hands, and those rhythmic movements of your legs."
"It was all seen too clearly."
Ye Ying spoke indifferently.
There was one more thing he didn't mention, and that was Tang San's Second Martial Soul.
No, wait.
When that martial soul awakened, it was such a massive hammer, yet somehow no one but him had seen it.
"Then I'll tell you."
Forced by circumstances, Tang San had no choice but to quickly explain the contents of the Mysterious Jade Hand, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, and Purple Demon Eye to Ye Ying.
After hearing this, Ye Ying laughed inwardly.
Not bad, not bad.
Good stuff.
Especially the Purple Demon Eye, which was a method for training spiritual power.
The Mysterious Jade Hand could be considered a method for tempering the physical body.
At this moment, Ye Ying had only deduced a soul power cultivation technique, the Soul Power Mi Xue Cultivation Art.
Having the Purple Demon Eye and Mysterious Jade Hand served as a guide, allowing him to better deduce techniques for spiritual power and the physical body.
"After taking these three things, forget about this matter."
Tang San spoke, wanting to nip any future trouble in the bud.
"You want me to forget?"
Ye Ying raised an eyebrow and smiled.
"This secret of yours,"
"I'll be eating off it for a lifetime!"
Tang San's body trembled.
[Hearing this, Tang San instantly developed a great killing intent toward Ye Ying. Since he knew her secret, that meant...]
Seeing this plot summary, Ye Ying sighed inwardly.
Sure enough, the following characters should be:
"Already has a path to death."
Want to kill me?
Will I give you the chance?
"Change 'kill' to 'filial piety' for me."
[Modification successful. Kill has been changed to filial piety. Points increased by one. Current points: two hundred and eighty-eight.]
[Hearing this, Tang San instantly developed a great filial piety toward Ye Ying. Since he knew her secret, that meant...]
Tang San's originally vicious gaze instantly softened.
For some reason, she felt a strong urge in her heart to call Ye Ying, "Dad!"
Since Ye Ying already knew her secret, he was her dad.
Yu Xiaogang suddenly coughed heavily.
After Tang San severed the broken arm, the original poisonous blood flowed out along the wound.
Tang San looked at the blood flowing from the severed arm and quickly tapped a few points on Yu Xiaogang's body to help him stop the constant bleeding.
Afterward, she circulated her Mysterious Heaven Skill to help Yu Xiaogang slowly recover his strength.
With the aid of Tang San's Mysterious Heaven Skill, he regained consciousness in less than an hour, though his body remained extremely weak due to the arm Tang San had severed.
"I... what happened to me?"
Yu Xiaogang asked in an incredibly feeble voice.
"Xiaogang, you're awake,"
Tang San quickly stepped forward and channeled a wisp of Soul Power into Yu Xiaogang's body.
He immediately felt much better.
"I remember fainting from the poison. Am I still alive?"
Tang San nodded. "Xiaogang, you are alive."
"You're alive and well, though you will certainly need to rest for a while."
Yu Xiaogang tilted his head to look at his poisoned right arm, and his pupils dilated in shock.
"Where is my right arm!"
Only then did the agony of his severed limb come rushing over him.
At this moment, Yu Xiaogang truly wished he could slap himself hard across the face several times.
Was he brain-damaged?
He had let a child detoxify him.
Even if Tang Hao had taught her well, she was still just a child.
Unable to restrain himself, Yu Xiaogang raised his left hand and began to strike his own face.
He couldn't vent his frustration without giving himself a few heavy slaps.
"My right arm is gone,"
"That was my first wife!"
"I don't know how many times it helped me!"
"I can't even count them!"
"And now, just like that, it's gone."
"Slap! Slap! Slap!"
The sound of him slapping his own face rang out incessantly.
"Xiaogang, Xiaogang, don't do this, please don't..."
[Tang San rushed up to grab Yu Xiaogang's hand, trying to dissuade him.]
[It is twelve o'clock; the attempts have refreshed.]
One was the system's plot summary, and the other was the system's voice.
She hadn't expected that just after using up her three chances, the time had passed and they had refreshed again.
Since that was the case, she would have no choice but to reluctantly make some modifications.
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