Liver-Killing Aura-Truly Nourishing! Absorb It All! (Please Follow)

Before Wang Fan was dragged into the alley, he saw his wife once more.

The storytelling should have ended. She was chatting and laughing with that young scholar, smiling brightly.

This was all he could see.

The icy walls of the alley blocked his entire view.

The fat man gripping his neck still looked amiable, yet Wang Fan felt immense terror.

Ever since taking that medicine, he had felt as though countless fine threads had appeared inside his body.

Those threads tugged at his flesh and blood, increasing his strength and making his muscles ripple, making him feel as though he could easily punch a bull to death.

Yet now, facing this amiable fat man, even the greatest strength seemed to have lost all effect.

Even more terrifyingly, those "fine threads" within his body seemed to be getting pulled out one by one.

W-what was happening?

Sun Sheng smiled at him. Strands of force seeped from the hand gripping his neck as he said, "Your killing aura is a little weak. Has it not matured yet?"

Sun Sheng had happened upon a secret manual called the "Liver-Killing Aura Art."

According to the manual, whenever a person killed, their liver underwent especially intense changes. It would shrink and tighten, even melting away little by little.

That melting would cause the liver to produce a kind of gas called Liver-Killing Aura.

This killing aura was almost tangible, even purer than the true essence of the Third-Tier True Essence Realm.

With this killing aura, one could internally reshape the body, making it seem as if countless threads had appeared within to control flesh and blood. Externally, one could release the killing aura, which not only possessed considerable power but could also strike fear into enemies.

However, the drawback of this manual was that producing killing aura required cultivating according to its methods and damaging one's liver.

For every additional measure of killing aura, the liver would worsen by a measure. After damaging the liver, one had to nourish it; after nourishing it, one had to damage it again. Progress was painfully slow.

As one of Lord Ghosthand's beloved disciples, he had initially only wanted to ask his master how to nourish the liver quickly and thereby accelerate the formation of killing aura.

Who would have thought that Lord Ghosthand truly deserved to be called the foremost figure of orthodox medicine?

His master had questioned him on the spot. "What are you nourishing your liver for?"

Sun Sheng had answered, "To produce killing aura."

"What is the Withering and Flourishing Blood Extremity Hand that I taught you for?"

"To replace patients' blood, and to draw blood for ourselves."

"Are you drawing blood? You are drawing medicine!"

Sun Sheng immediately understood, recalling something Ghosthand had once taught them.

"Everything under heaven can become medicine. Humans are medicine too—the greatest medicine!"

This killing aura was already almost tangible, denser than the true essence of the True Essence Realm. How was it any different from blood?

To nourish and protect the liver, one had to refine medicine and take medicine every day. When encountering precious herbs, one had to carefully cultivate and tend them in the fields. Slow-growing herbs might take years or even decades to mature. The efficiency was simply too low!

Why not just treat other people as medicine?

Great medicine that produced killing aura!

The Liver-Killing Aura came from someone else's liver, and the liver that melted away was someone else's too. He merely needed to harvest it, just like an apothecary.

This did not damage his liver at all, so what liver was there left to protect?

The efficiency was far greater!

They were merely human lives.

As one of Lord Ghosthand's most valued disciples, Sun Sheng was highly adept at drawing inferences from one instance.

From refining the Liver-Severing Qi-Killing Pill to make various animals' livers melt and produce aura, to successfully absorbing it, to using humans as test subjects—it had taken him only a little over a month.

Rats, sows, black goats, and even an expensive black eel with dragon blood in the middle.

But in the end, they were not human.

Humans were the spirit of all living things and shared the same origin as him, so using humans as great medicine was the most suitable choice.

This absorption had indeed proven it.

This killing aura was far too pure!

Unfortunately, there was not enough of it. It was too faint!

Sun Sheng took out a small golden knife in his left hand and sliced across Wang Ping's body, carving a clear bloody wound.

He wanted to see what had become of this liver.

Through the wound, he could see the condition of the liver inside.

Even Wang Ping himself could see it.

He discovered that his liver seemed very fatty and large, purple-brown in color.

Then Sun Sheng drew the knife across his liver again.

The bloated liver split open, revealing that its interior had become fibrous.

This liver had melted away from within!

"Useless, useless. It has nearly melted away, but it is still not strong enough!"

"You really are the worst of them."

Sun Sheng could not help sighing.

Then he thought of something and said, "Wang Ping, bring out your potential. Let me see where your limit lies!"

Wang Ping was nearly scared to death by then, his face gray as ashes. Where could he possibly find any potential?

Moreover, the killing aura that had once helped him steel himself and form murderous intent had already been drained almost dry. He had even less strength left.

Sun Sheng shook his head. "A healer has a benevolent heart. Do you have any last words?"

Only then did Wang Ping react.

This fat man was from the medical hall!

Had they not said that legitimate businesses in Red Tears City could not kill people casually?

He had come from elsewhere and did not know much.

Wang Ping knew he was going to die. Weeping, he said, "I have wronged her."

"Her?"

Sun Sheng understood. "Your wife, right? I know."

Before seeking out Wang Ping as great medicine, he had already learned about Wang Ping and his wife.

After all, his master had taught him that one had to be familiar with both medicinal ingredients and patients.

"Don't worry. You will not wrong her. I will send her on her way soon, so you husband and wife can reunite. Only then can it be called a healer's benevolent heart." Sun Sheng spoke with a solemn expression.

The moment Wang Ping heard that, he began struggling wildly.

"No!"

"Don't!"

"No!"

He wanted to scream, wanted his wife nearby to hear him and flee, but no sound could come from his throat.

He had always believed he had wronged his wife many times in this life, yet this time, he was actually going to get her killed.

Grief, fury, and rage surged through him at once. In Sun Sheng's eyes, Wang Ping's already shattered liver began beating violently.

"It really works. Wait here."

The fat man's body swayed, and he vanished into the alley.

He looked so fat, yet he moved with such agility.

After only a few breaths, the slightly plump-faced woman appeared before Wang Ping's eyes.

Wang Ping's sky collapsed!

That was his wife.

The wife who had just been chatting and laughing with the storyteller!

Their eyes met.

His wife clearly had no idea what was happening.

"Wang Ping, watch carefully."

Just as she was about to speak, her tongue was severed with a single slash.

Wang Ping's eyes instantly turned red. His already ruined liver wriggled violently and shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He lunged forward like a savage beast!

Yet before he could reach them, his wife's head had already been cut off. Sun Sheng held it in his hand and swung it about.

Blood flowed from Wang Ping's seven orifices in rage as he threw a punch at Sun Sheng's face.

Sun Sheng neither dodged nor evaded. He simply caught the fist.

All that surging killing aura flooded into his body, drawing a satisfied gasp from him.

"Now this killing aura has some flavor!" Sun Sheng said with a blissful expression.

By then, Wang Ping's vital energy had already been severed.

Before dying, he truly unleashed all his potential, melting all his remaining liver into billowing killing aura, and then...

Sun Sheng absorbed every last trace of it.

As Sun Sheng continued absorbing it, he could not help blurting out, "I need to treat my wife well!"

The instant those words left his mouth, even he was startled.

Then his face darkened, and he snarled, "Fuck your mother! That bastard actually infected me with a bit of turtle spirit!"