Good Godson, Tang San Severs Yu Xiaogang's Right Arm

[Ye Lin has successfully absorbed the 432-year-old Datura Snake Spirit Ring...]

Ye Lin stared at the plot description, contemplating how she might alter it.

A measly 432-year-old Datura Snake Spirit Ring was simply not enough to satisfy her.

"System, use 100 points to redeem two minor modification opportunities to lower restrictions."

[Redemption successful.]

"Change the 'hundred' to a 'ten thousand'?"

[Insufficient authority.]

"Then change it to a 'thousand'?"

[Insufficient authority.]

Although Ye Lin had already anticipated this outcome, she still wanted to give it a try.

In the end, she chose to change the 'four' to a 'nine,' and simultaneously changed the 'snake' to a 'dragon'!

A surge of powerful energy instantly exploded within Ye Lin's body, a stinging, exhilarating sensation washing through every limb and bone.

Ye Lin had leveled up once again; faint purple patterns appeared on the yellow light ring beneath her, a sign that it was nearing a thousand-year Spirit Ring.

Faint, emerald-green dragon-shaped patterns appeared on the Immortal Sword.

She looked at her own body; she had grown quite a bit taller, her figure becoming slender, her skin glowing with a lustrous sheen, and her chest had even developed a tiny bit of a curve.

After absorbing the Spirit Ring, her entire physical constitution had seen a massive improvement.

Her whole body felt incredibly comfortable and refreshed.

Ye Lin turned to look at Tang San and Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang lay alone on the ground, his right arm swollen to a size thicker than his leg, turning a dark, bruised purple—a clear sign of deep poisoning.

He had been struck by the potent venom of the Datura Snake; Luo Sanpao had been bitten on the front right leg, and the toxin had traveled directly to Yu Xiaogang's right arm.

"Foster father, foster father!"

Tang San's voice came from a distance. He held the short sword Yu Xiaogang had given him in his right hand and a tinderbox in his left.

"Ye Lin, you've finished absorbing your Spirit Ring."

He spoke to Ye Lin before quickly gathering a large pile of dry leaves from the surroundings, igniting them with the tinderbox, and placing the short sword into the flames to sear.

"Foster father has been poisoned. Fortunately, the toxin hasn't spread too far, and I learned some basic first aid for poisoning when I was young, otherwise there would be no way to save him."

Tang San held the seared short sword and moved toward Yu Xiaogang's right arm. As long as he drained the poisoned blood and provided careful recovery, it shouldn't be a major problem.

[Tang San uses the short sword to cut open Yu Xiaogang's right arm, and black-red poisoned blood spurts out...]

Ye Lin watched the plot text and silently changed one character.

Tang San swung the sword down, aiming for the base of Yu Xiaogang's right arm.

Swish. Red blood gushed out from the incision.

Red blood indicated there was no poison, but Tang San did not stop his movements.

He gripped the sword with both hands and pressed down hard, sawing back and forth; anyone watching would have thought he was sawing through wood.

"Ah!"

The intense pain jolted Yu Xiaogang awake with a scream, but the next second, he fainted again from the agony.

"Foster father, don't worry, just bear with it. I'll have your right arm cut off in a moment."

Tang San raised the sword with both hands and brought it down heavily toward the gap he had cut. Having spent over three months working at the forge, his aim was excellent, and the blade landed with precision.

"Bang!"

A dull thud echoed out.

"Ah!"

Yu Xiaogang screamed and woke up again, only to faint from the pain once more.

The sword had struck directly against the bone.

The bone was clearly extremely difficult to break, and the short sword could not easily sever it. Tang San reached out with his left hand and summoned his second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, then smashed it down onto the back of the blade.

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

The excruciating pain caused Yu Xiaogang's screams to echo through the Soul Hunting Forest once again.

"Bang!"

"Ah!"

Every strike of the Clear Sky Hammer drove the short sword a little deeper. After a few consecutive hits, the edge of the blade being struck began to curl.

It was fortunate that the sword was of high enough quality to sever the bone; otherwise, it would have been the sword that snapped instead.

Ye Lin swallowed hard as she watched this scene.

Tang San was truly a ruthless man!

He was worthy of being Yu Xiaogang's foster son; he didn't show the slightest hesitation when he struck.

Among men, Tang San; among hammers, the Clear Sky Hammer.

With a short sword in hand, he specialized in hacking his foster father.

Hammer blow after hammer blow was truly chilling, and Yu Xiaogang was being tortured quite miserably.

Everything was only because Ye Lin had changed "cut open" to "cut off."

"Hoo!"

"Hoo!"

Tang San breathed heavily, putting away the Clear Sky Hammer. It was truly exhausting to sever bone using only a sword.

"Finally cut it off."

"But why did I cut it off?"

He suddenly froze. He had originally only intended to help Yu Xiaogang drain the poisonous blood from his right arm, so how did he end up cutting off the entire arm?

Tang San swallowed, suddenly realizing he had done something utterly absurd.

He looked at the severed right arm, then glanced at Ye Lin, who hadn't noticed the reality of the situation, and grabbed Yu Xiaogang's right arm, tossing it away with a swoosh.

"Hm?"

A giant question mark was written all over Ye Lin's small head. What kind of stunt was Tang San pulling?

Tang San looked at the blood flowing from the stump and quickly tapped a few points on Yu Xiaogang's body to help stop the constant bleeding.

Afterward, he circulated the Mysterious Heaven Skill to help Yu Xiaogang slowly recover his strength.

[Ding, plot modification complete. Yu Xiaogang's right arm has been severed by Tang San. Reward: 100 points.]

Hearing the system's notification, Ye Lin was very satisfied. She hadn't expected to easily recoup 100 of the 200 points she had just spent.

Her points increased from over one hundred to over two hundred.

This time, Yu Xiaogang hadn't been deeply poisoned before Tang San resolved it. He recovered quickly; with the help of Tang San's Mysterious Heaven Skill, he woke up in less than an hour, though his body remained very weak from having his arm severed by Tang San.

"I... what happened to me?"

Yu Xiaogang asked in an extremely weak voice.

"Foster father, 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. "Foster father, you are alive, and you are doing just fine, though you will certainly need to rest for a while."

Yu Xiaogang tilted his head to look at his poisoned right arm.

His pupils shook violently.

"Where is my right arm!"

Only then did he feel the pain of his severed limb come rushing in.

[Tang San kneels on the ground, crying and saying...]

Ye Lin watched Tang San's movements and silently made some modifications; after all, her daily task for today hadn't been completed yet.

Tang San fell to his knees with a thud and then began to laugh wildly.

"Hahahaha!"

"Foster father, ah hahahaha!"

"It was I who severed your right arm."

"The poison was spreading too fast. By the time I returned with the sword, the toxin had already spread throughout the entire arm."

"I had no choice but to cut the right arm off completely."

"Hahahaha..."