Cutting

"That little guy's got a tough life!"

Huo Qubing's cries of pain lasted for half an hour.

Zhang Xuezhou wasn't intentionally trying to torture Huo Qubing, but rather he was afraid that the Supreme Purity True Technique's healing speed would drain Huo Qubing's bodily functions, so he didn't dare maintain a too-fast release rate during the healing process.

"Speaking of which, it seems my Supreme Purity True Technique has undergone some new changes!"

Huo Qubing's swordsmanship was too simple for Zhang Xuezhou to believe for a moment, and he could only wait for the other party to calm down before asking again.

He carefully sensed the Supreme Purity True Technique he was using.

While treating everyone in the Sinkhole No. 2, Zhang Xuezhou felt that his level of Supreme Purity True Technique had dropped significantly, far below his original level.

But when Zhang Xuezhou used the Supreme Purity True Technique again in this world, he felt that the Supreme Purity True Technique had returned to its original level and even possessed a deeper level of power.

This might be related to the poisonous tree leaves he ingested, or it might be for other reasons, but Zhang Xuezhou felt that his Supreme Purity True Technique had improved once again.

Compared to the past when a single spell would heal and that would be the end of it, Zhang Xuezhou's current spellcasting has continuity. He can even slow down the healing process, thus preventing the injured from suffering the backlash from the violent healing process in a short period of time.

Of course, this ability also has many flaws. For example, Huo Qubing was treated to the point of near death by him, experiencing continuous and prolonged excruciating pain when his body was subjected to violent impacts.

If the Supreme Purity True Technique, Technique Method that had reached its limit, brought some small surprises after its continuous transformation into Divine Ability, then the cutting of the Spirit Silk Jade Lotus root was an unexpected shock to Zhang Xuezhou.

After searching back and forth, Zhang Xuezhou never expected that the Spirit Silk Jade Lotus Root would be cut up like this.

He didn't call for help, but cleaned up the mess at home by himself, and dug out the spirit silk jade lotus root that was buried under the collapsed wooden planks.

After a simple wash, Zhang Xuezhou saw that the Ling Si Jade Lotus Root was almost gelatinous, and the lotus root fibers were as resilient as a bowstring.

This material is so good that it's not only suitable for making shoes, but it could even be used as a shield. When Li Shaojun said he would use a lotus root to hit someone, he wasn't just saying it casually. The material of this old lotus root is so sturdy that no one would even consider it.

Zhang Xuezhou gestured several times, confirming that he couldn't swallow it anytime soon. He felt he needed Huo Qubing's help to cut it several more times.

"Could it be that your body contains the blood of the Ancestral Dragon, causing the Red Empyrean Sword to be subdued by you?"

Several emperors of the Great Han Dynasty were unable to wield the Red Empyrean Sword, but the new emperor used Ao Li's Essence Blood to give the Red Empyrean Sword the power to strike.

Looking at Huo Qubing, who was covered in blood, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but take a white cloth to absorb some of the blood, intending to use it to wipe the sword and see if Huo Qubing's blood could stimulate the Red Empyrean Sword to activate.

After wiping the blood-stained white cloth several times, and looking at the Red Empyrean Sword, now a lump of soft mud, he was at a loss for what to do and could only tidy up while waiting for Huo Qubing to wake up.

"Mommy~"

Zhang Xuezhou's waiting time was not long.

After the chopped-up wooden bed and planks were thrown out of the room, Huo Qubing shouted and regained consciousness.

He clung tightly to his thigh, which had been pierced by the Fish Gut Sword.

Penetrating wounds are extremely traumatic; even if the skin scabs over, the internal blood vessels and nerves will not recover.

This injury involves the flow of energy through the acupoints, which can have a certain impact on cultivation.

Top-tier cultivators rarely suffer from missing limbs, because physical disabilities can negatively impact their cultivation, making it much more difficult to climb to great heights.

Zhang Xuezhou was once tormented to the point of near death by injuries.

Huo Qubing was clearly somewhat frightened. He would rather be hung up and beaten ten times by Wei Qing than have his thigh pierced by the Fish Intestine Sword.

After exclaiming several times, he looked at his thigh, which now only had a few white marks left, and stomped his foot hard.

"Master Dongfang, I knew you were capable! You saved my leg!"

The stinging sensation still lingered in his mind, the smell of blood still lingered in the air, and the broken wooden planks of the side room had not been repaired. Huo Qubing clearly would not have lost his memory because of this.

He called out twice, and Zhang Xuezhou, who was standing to the side, shook his head.

"You're young and your body hasn't had enough time to recover. Your thigh will need further surgery later, so it's not completely healed yet," Zhang Xuezhou said. "Once the wound heals completely, there won't be any scars on your leg!"

"Is it not ready yet?"

"You can press the Liangqiu acupoint and see if you feel a tearing pain!"

"My Liangqiu acupoint... it ruptured before it was fully developed, my Liangqiu acupoint died so tragically!"

Zhang Xuezhou gave Huo Qubing some pointers, which greatly discouraged him.

"Liangqiu acupoint belongs to the Stomach Meridian. Does this mean that I will be unable to eat in the future and will gradually become emaciated and die?" Huo Qubing asked dejectedly.

"Your theoretical foundation is very solid, that's the situation," Zhang Xuezhou nodded and said, "It can also cause paralysis in your lower limbs, making you walk with a limp, even slower than your mother used to be!"

"I'm begging for a miracle cure," Huo Qubing said dryly. "I just came to visit you. No one cooks at your house, so I'm hungry and looking for something to eat. I don't want to become paralyzed!"

"Take this sword and cut those three sections of lotus root," Zhang Xuezhou said. "Cut them into pieces that are barely edible. Once you're done, I'll heal your wounds!"

"You're forcing a sick person to work!"

Huo Qubing shook his somewhat numb legs and felt the heaviness in his body, as if he had lost most of his strength. He sighed helplessly.

But despite his complaints, Huo Qubing was truly dedicated to his work.

Having gone on adventures with Zhang Xuezhou, he knew very well that Zhang Xuezhou wouldn't discriminate; concepts like age difference and gender difference were practically nonexistent in Zhang Xuezhou's eyes.

If one cannot view these factors on an equal footing, it is almost impossible to become Zhang Xuezhou's friend.

"You don't even have anyone to chop vegetables; you should hire a cook!"

With a disgruntled sigh, Huo Qubing took the Red Empyrean Sword, then twisted his ankle and went outside.

Looking at the jade lotus root lying on the stone slab, he had no choice but to draw his longsword and go forward to cut it.

"It actually got hard!"

Following behind, Zhang Xuezhou was somewhat incredulous.

Huo Qubing was indeed a hard sword when he drew it, unlike the soft swords they used, and could directly wield the Red Empyrean Sword.

The longsword remained simple and unadorned when drawn. After Huo Qubing failed to cut the Spirit Silk Jade Lotus twice, he simply activated the acupoints in his body to circulate his Qi and Blood, and a streak of red light quickly flashed across the blade.

"That's really impressive!"

The Red Empyrean Sword is not a sharp weapon like the Fish Intestine Sword; its blade cannot even make a mark on the Spirit Silk Jade Lotus Root.

But after the Qi and Blood and qi surged, the sword emitted a red Sword Qi.

This Sword Qi is similar to high-pressure water jet cutting; the surging Sword Qi energy on the sword body is far more powerful than the sharpness of the blade.

Huo Qubing's strength clearly couldn't unleash the Sword Qi that Sole Self Realm could condense. This was the power of the Red Empyrean Sword, or perhaps the power of Qi and Blood was transformed through the Red Empyrean Sword.

Zhang Xuezhou felt a chill run down his spine.

The Red Empyrean Sword is indeed a divine weapon, and perhaps the most uniquely powerful divine weapon Zhang Xuezhou has ever seen.

Leaving aside the invincible nature of the Red Empyrean Sword's past killings, there are very few divine weapons that can be used by low-level cultivators, making it unique in Zhang Xuezhou's experience.

Even the weakest cultivator at the Body Control Realm can achieve such an effect by borrowing the Red Empyrean Sword, so it's not surprising that the High Ancestor Emperor could wield the Red Empyrean Sword and roam freely.

Of course, the Red Empyrean Sword does have one flaw.

As Huo Qubing cut back and forth, Zhang Xuezhou saw that the sword was like a vehicle that had run out of power, its cutting speed becoming slower and slower, until finally it became a soft strip in Huo Qubing's hands.