Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 367 Dead Sea Abyss

The spiritual energy provided by the Yangchun Pill is not long-lasting, and it is by no means easy to complete the reshaping of Feng Yao's spine in such a short time.

Even a master craftsman specializing in weapon crafting might not possess this level of calculation ability.

But Pei Xia can.

Even without the Calamity Pig, he was still a highly talented cultivator.

The spiritual energy seeped into Feng Yao's body, transforming into tiny tentacles that coiled around her broken spine.

The scalding pure blood of Guixu perfectly replaced the effect of the refining fire. Several long needle-shaped magical artifacts were pressed tightly against the spine, allowing the melting blazing sun metal to fuse them into one with the spine.

The crimson light first shrank into Feng Yao's bones as if it were being absorbed, and then the white bones began to emit a crimson spiritual light from the inside out.

The spine, nerves, and even the flesh and blood underwent drastic changes in such a short time, causing even Pei Xia, the one who created it, to twitch his brow.

This is pain that no normal person could bear.

Fortunately, Feng Yao was already dead.

The brain worm felt no pain at all; it simply obeyed Pei Xia's orders, using the spiritual power from the Yangchun Pill to tighten its flesh and blood to resist the overwhelming spiritual power that the Guixu Pure Blood could not suppress during the refining process.

Before Pei Xia's inner cauldron was completely depleted, he finally managed to perfectly integrate the last long needle into Feng Yao's spine.

Such a brief yet precise operation sent a sharp pain through his mind.

This is a normal situation where computing power is under pressure; he had never felt this before when he was supported by the Fiend.

Weakly, he took two steps back and sat down at the table, looking at the blood-red spiritual light that appeared and disappeared on Feng Yao's bare, snow-white neck and back.

He knew that the refining was complete, but it would take some time for the magic weapon, the profound gold, and the pure blood to fuse with the body of the refined head.

Pei Xia took out the wine gourd behind her and took a sip to calm herself down.

He remembered that when he met Ma Shilin before, Ma Shilin said that Jiang Shu should become a personal disciple of the mountain master of Jiangcheng Mountain.

Although the ship captain's purpose in this encounter might have been more about venting his anger, the fact that the person was taken away rather than killed on the spot indicates that Ma Shilin still had an ulterior motive.

Whether it was abuse or being forced to become a disciple, it was a time of salvation for Pei Xia.

Since Feng Yao is a corpse, the body refining doesn't need to wait for him to wake up from his coma; it should be completed very soon.

Perhaps I should take out more Fire-Shocking Talismans from Jade Qiong to deal with some low-level cultivators. If possible, I should avoid using Yangchun Pills.

As Pei Xia was pondering this, the barrier set up by the talisman suddenly trembled slightly.

This is a warning; someone is approaching.

Pei Xia frowned. He had clearly instructed the shopkeeper not to let anyone in.

Fortunately, what followed was a polite knock on the door.

Pei Xia took a Spirit Nourishing Pill, put the remaining blood beads from refining Feng Yao back into the Jade Pendant, and then went to open the door.

As expected, it was the old man Zhou Tian outside the door.

He craned his neck to peek into the house, then rolled his eyes at Pei Xia: "You're really brave!"

As he spoke, he strolled in: "Knowing that Jiang Chengshan came here to rob your people, why didn't you run away? Aren't you afraid those guys will come back?"

Pei Xia frowned slightly at his overly familiar manner.

He closed the door, stepped back to the bedside, and first drew the bed curtains.

It's true that Feng Yao is a corpse, but it's impossible to explain to outsiders that her exposed back is something that shouldn't be seen by others.

Pei Xia wasn't too wary of Zhou Tian. Although the old man's sword seemed strange to him, he always did things very practically.

He explained, "I have to go rescue my apprentice. I'll rest here for a bit and leave before dawn."

The old man wasn't surprised by the answer. He jumped onto the chair, tucked his short legs in, and shook his head, saying, "You think you can take on the entire Jiangcheng Mountain by yourself?" Pei Xia shook his head: "Infiltration is the key. I know the name of the perpetrator. The boatmen are a mixed bag; I should be able to find some clues."

Zhou Tian seemed to be pondering something, muttering to himself for a while before glancing sideways at Pei Xia: "I can't say for sure, but I have a feeling you might have been set up."

This made Pei Xia's heart tighten.

Having experienced the Liancheng Fire Vein, he was extremely sensitive to the idea of ​​being "tricked": "What do you mean?"

"Recently, I heard that Su Shan is going to have some kind of happy event. Everyone on the mountain, including the Liangjiang Shipping Company, is making preparations. If someone suddenly comes out to disrupt things, it's hard to say that it wasn't deliberately arranged."

The old man grumbled, "Old man, I'm just reminding you, young man, for the sake of that Spirit Nourishing Pill, not to be used as a pawn."

Judging from this, could it be an internal power struggle within Jiangcheng Mountain?
Ma Shilin deliberately tied up Jiang Shu to lure him up the mountain to cause trouble?
That's a bit far-fetched. How would Ma Shilin know his own capabilities? And how could he be so sure he would save Jiang Shu?
Even if I were to go and rescue her, how could she possibly expect me to show up on time?

Zhou Tian's words made Pei Xia frown and think for a while.

The old man remained silent, tilting his head as he observed Pei Xia.

The old man's eyes reflected the young man's face, and he looked very closely, especially at Pei Xia's eyes, as if he wanted to drill into them.

Pei Xia shook her head: "It shouldn't be, it's just a coincidence."

Zhou Tiancai calmly withdrew his gaze and jumped off the chair: "You...you just need to be careful."

He turned his back and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

The old man, carrying a long sword, walked past the corner of the stairwell outside. Beneath his bushy beard and hair, a hint of suspicion appeared in his eyes: "Could it be my imagination?"

Pei Xia had always felt that the sword on Zhou Tian's body was somewhat strange.

In fact, just now, Zhou Tian, ​​who was downstairs, also had his sword emit some subtle reactions.

The old man reached out and stroked the hilt of his sword behind his back, muttering, "Could it be that those guys have made a comeback?"

After the Dragon Cauldron shattered, the Dead Sea Abyss disappeared from Qin Prefecture. Zhou Tian's annual visits to Qin Prefecture were merely to pay respects to his disciples.

But recently, the White Ghost Incident occurred in Dongqin. It was because he was worried that Li Xu was going against the will of Heaven that he traveled thousands of miles to Dongqin.

Could it be that the upheaval in Qin Prefecture is not due to Li Xu?

The old man scratched his fluffy, curly hair and sighed, "Fine, let's keep this kid company for a while and see what he's really like."

……

After seeing Zhou Tian off, Pei Xia sat in her room, making preparations to save Jiang Shu.

Meanwhile, he was recalling the old man's words.

Infiltrating Jiangcheng Mountain was originally a very difficult task.

Unlike the sects in other states, where a single sect might have over a thousand members and it would be easy to take advantage of the chaos, the sect circles in Qinzhou are too closed off. Ordinary excuses and disguises simply won't work.

However, the fact that the mountain lord Su Yan is planning a happy occasion seems to be an excellent starting point.

As one of the most prestigious families in Qinzhou, Pei Xia would have many people wanting to celebrate. With so many people on the mountain, Pei Xia would have an opportunity.

Alright, once Feng Yao recovers, we'll inquire about Su Yan's whereabouts.

Thinking of this, he got up and walked to the bedside, lifted the curtain, and saw that on Feng Yao's back, the several blood-red streaks hidden under the skin had rejoined together.

I don't know if it was the influence of the Blazing Sun Profound Gold, but when the spine closed, there was a faint metallic sound!
The girl exhaled a breath of crimson stale air and, supporting her smooth body, climbed out of bed.

"How is it?" Pei Xia asked.

Feng Yao turned his head, a deep red light shining in his eyes: "I can take on ten."

(End of this chapter)