A Different Style
"The liver has a strong regenerative capacity. As long as healthy liver remnants exist, the liver has the potential to return to its original size. Generally speaking, removing half is possible, let alone since you only have some sand-like gallstones in your gallbladder..."
Suddenly, a sentence flashed through Ling Yi's mind, and he subconsciously swallowed.
After all, the woman who said those words to her back then, although she wore the white coat with a unique charm, was actually holding a fruit knife and gesturing at her lower abdomen.
"Imminent—!"
Ling Yi silently formed a hand seal to calm his turbulent thoughts and began to focus his attention on the upcoming surgery.
The process was unremarkable, or rather, somewhat crude and simplistic.
No, it should be described as extremely simple and brutal!
Just like putting an elephant in a refrigerator, there are only three steps.
Step 1: Ai'er Timosi and Lian Lai'en joined forces and each used their Soul Skill with purification effects to purify and dispel the toxins on Long Long's body, leaving only the most stubborn source of poison at the initial wound.
Step Two: Ling Yi cut off the skin and flesh of the wound, as well as part of the liver organ inside.
The third step: The other Healing System Soul Master, who had been prepared in advance, used their respective methods to unleash healing Soul Skill, stabilizing Long Long's injuries and even gradually restoring her.
Ling Yi's knife skills, which were as nimble and effortless as a butcher cutting pork, he also casually unleashed his "Second Soul Skill - Severed Finger Regrowth" when other Soul Master used healing Soul Skill, causing his liver, which had been cut off by about two-fifths, to grow back in the blink of an eye.
As the beams of Soul Power and Soul Skill flashed one after another and then disappeared, the huge tent fell into a deathly silence.
More than ten breaths passed before someone seemed to awaken from a dream. Looking at the still unconscious young man, Long Long, whose abdomen no longer showed any purplish-black poison spots, they said in disbelief:
"This... this is... all cured?!"
That's way too fast!
From the moment Ai'er Timosi and the other two used their purification Soul Skill, to the moment Ling Yi struck with his blade, and then to the moment when they finished using their healing Soul Skill, was there even a total of twenty breaths?
That would require inviting the legendary Old Madam Ye from the "Nine Heart Begonia Ye Family" to have any chance of curing the terrible poison wound!
It's like two people going to a hotel, where there's a candlelight dinner, red wine and steak, surprise gifts, and then afterwards, a bubble bath, cosplay costumes, a hand-foot-and-mouth disease treatment, seafood... Ugh! Basically, when it's time for the main meal, you say you're done twenty seconds later?!
It's... quite disheartening.
The key is this sense of disparity. With such a grand setup in front, you think there's going to be a tough battle ahead.
Is that all?
"Ah~" Ling Yi responded lightly, but his hands moved quickly.
During the ten or so breaths of silence that followed, he had already used alcohol and other substances taken from his "Ruyi Hundred Treasure Purse" to disinfect his scalpel.
With the Healing System Soul Skill cast by other Soul Elder and Soul Ancestor Soul Master, Ling Yi didn't even need to stitch up his wounds.
At this moment, the piece of flesh that had just been cut off, now devoid of Soul Power to resist, had been tainted by the deadly poison and turned into a pool of purplish-black blood, emitting a strong, foul odor in the porcelain bowl.
Ling Yi patted the "Ruyi Hundred Treasure Purse" again, took out seven or eight small jade bottles about the thickness of a thumb, and then, to everyone's bewilderment, poured the poisoned blood from the porcelain bowl into each of the small jade bottles.
Picking up the last small jade bottle, Ling Yi turned to Ai'er Timosi and the others, asking, "I'll take a portion of this ' Purple Venomous Scorpion ' venom as payment, is that alright?"
Ai'er Timosi: "..."
Everyone: "..." *N
At this moment, everyone's expressions became even more bizarre.
They simply couldn't understand what the use of this thing was.
Yes, the venom of that "Purple Venomous Scorpion" is terrifying and domineering, but... what are you keeping it for?
"Uh... um... that..." Ai'er Timosi said to Ling Yi with a conflicted expression, "If you... if you want them, then... then take them all—"
Hearing what Ai'er Timosi said, Ling Yi didn't stand on ceremony and immediately grabbed all the small jade bottles, putting them all into his "Ruyi Hundred Treasure Purse".
Ai'er Timosi paused for a moment, finally unable to suppress his curiosity and urge to complain, and asked, "Ling... Ling Yi, what... what do you want this thing for? It's useless, and it's quite dangerous—!"
As Ai'er Timosi asked the question, Lian Lai'en and the others nodded subconsciously and turned their gazes to the young boy who had only been there for a few days.
They always felt that the Wushuang handsome young man in front of them was not like them at all.
Ling Yi shrugged and said, "As a Healing System Soul Master without combat abilities, I need some means to protect myself."
Clearly, some potent poisons, if used properly, can still provide me with some level of safety.
"How do we use this?" someone asked instinctively. "We can't just feed it to the enemy, can we?"
"Hmm?" Ling Yi looked at the other person with some surprise and said, "I can coat the weapon with this poison to enhance its lethality—"
"How is that possible?!" The same person immediately retorted, "Don't even mention that our Martial Soul are unsuitable for combat. Even those Tool Martial Soul used in combat, once coated with poison, will poison themselves before the enemy even gets a chance to strike—!"
It is important to know that Martial Soul is part of Soul Master's body. If Martial Soul is infected with toxins, the Soul Master will also be poisoned. This is common knowledge in the Douluo Continent.
Let alone the Beast Martial Soul used for possession, even Tool Martial Soul held in hand, once absorbed into the body, is equivalent to actively ingesting toxins, which is no different from actively drinking poison.
As for those Soul Master with poison-attribute Martial Soul, they are actually like poisons in nature. Apart from having some antibodies on their own, their toxins are also contained within them and will not spontaneously release them to themselves.
Just as a scorpion wouldn't sting itself for no reason, a venomous snake wouldn't bite itself.
Unless the toxins contained in the Martial Soul are so powerful that they overflow and directly infect the Soul Master, in which case the Soul Master is almost certainly doomed.
Fortunately, such a situation has been extremely rare in the thousands or tens of thousands of years of the Douluo Continent, and has not been heard of even once in decades or centuries.
Of course, it's also possible that it happened somewhere on the mainland, but the person just died quietly and remained unknown.
Various thoughts raced through everyone's minds, but after a brief silence, Ling Yi opened and closed his mouth several times before speaking in an enigmatic tone:
"Actually, we Healing System Soul Master can ask a blacksmith to make some sharp weapons; it's a way to protect ourselves."
Surely we can't be completely helpless except for relying on teammates for protection and escaping—
Although Ling Yi was prepared for this scene, after all, he had already made no less than a thousand deductions and constructions about the mindset of Soul Master, or rather, Healing System Soul Master, on the Douluo Continent when he was in the [Water Wood Duchy].
However, when they arrived at the Heaven Dou Empire, even the Healing System Soul Master at the Soul King and Soul Ancestor levels gave the same answer as those from the Water Wood Duchy. Ling Yi could only shake his head speechlessly, and had no other thoughts.
The development of the Martial Soul system in the Douluo Continent over thousands of years?
Oh--!