Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

Today, Kagami-ryu interrupted his sword-swinging training for the first time, and he was unable to complete the weighted long-distance run until dark.

She overexerted herself once again and fell into a coma.

Qi Zhimu removed the instruments from her, picked up her small body, and felt her almost disappearing faint breath.

"Aren't you afraid of torturing her to death...?"

"Greetings, General."

"Sigh..." Sha Feng sighed deeply.

The Qi family of Cangcheng Immortal Boat has served in the military for generations, and no one has ever disgraced their ancestors' glory.

Even he, a general in Yaoqing, had heard of the aforementioned rumors.

Little did they know that the special training the descendants of the Qi family received from childhood was so terrifying.

Let alone a child in his teens, even Yunqi who had just enlisted and had not yet experienced combat would be completely overwhelmed.

"General, have you come with important business to discuss?"

Qi Zhimu pretended not to see the pity in Sha Feng's eyes as he looked at Jing Liu.

"I mainly came to check on your condition. The Dan Ding Si's concerns have come true. To date, more than five million survivors of Cang Cheng have shown signs of impending demonic possession."

At this point, Sha Feng's expression turned somber.

Most of these people were older, and among them... was Qi Zhimu.

Living in a secluded, remote place, how could one not worry?

"This calamity was too cruel for people over six hundred years old, causing them to lose their spirit and energy, fall into nightmares, and be triggered by demonic forces."

"To date, the omens for hundreds of thousands of people have come true, and they have been led to their demise by the Ten Kings of Hell and the judges."

"Even a small number of people around five hundred years old are not immune to demonic influences..."

Qi Zhimu remained silent: "Please rest assured, General, I am fine. May I ask what your secondary purpose was in seeking me out?"

Sha Feng shared secret intelligence: a surveillance report from the Jade Palace.

After Cangcheng was destroyed, Yaoqing returned to his own route, which was also the route with the most evil creatures.

The expedition will not stop.

"With the loss of the Cloud Rider Sword Master, Yaoqing cannot defend against an even stronger enemy with just the Wisdom Dragon Lord. I cannot easily leave the Immortal Ship to go on an expedition before a new Sword Master is selected."

Qi Zhimu understood what Sha Feng meant and was quite sympathetic to it.

The hunting orders bring different kinds of abundance, and as generals of the immortal ships, they must be responsible for the lives of hundreds of billions of immortal ships with every move they make.

Unlike Shuhu, who acted as he pleased, treating the abundant evil creature alliance as mere consumables to weaken the immortal ship, showing no concern whatsoever.

Qi Zhimu looked at the girl in his arms, whose brows were furrowed and whose face was filled with pain.

After a long pause, he said:

"Give me another month."

"It's not that bad, only half a year." Sha Feng also knew that Qi Zhimu had almost lost everything.

Now, all he has left is the apprentice in his arms.

Although he was ruthless when scolding her, it was easy to see how much he cared about her.

Furthermore, it is more prudent to take six months to adjust one's mindset.

"It's fine, it'll only be a month."

"...Since you insist, I will say no more."

Qi Zhimu nodded, then changed the subject.

"Also, General, please help me transfer this child's information to the Cloud Cavalry."

"...She's only thirteen years old!"

"General, you misunderstand. I only intended for her to advance into the reserve force first."

"That's good." Sha Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Although there are cases of teenagers going to war to fight, there are quite a few descendants of the Qi family alone.

Before his death in Cangcheng, Jingliu had barely touched a weapon. Even after special training, what combat power could he possibly have in less than two months?

"I will have someone make arrangements. I trust your disciple." With that, Sha Feng departed.

……

The room was brightly lit.

Behind the screen, steam rose.

Jingliu's wrists and ankles were a bloody mess, stuck to his clothes, a truly gruesome sight.

Qi Zhimu did not immediately put her into the medicinal bath.

With this level of overextension and damage, simple soaking is far too inefficient for absorption.

He took out a pouch of needles from his bosom and unfolded it, revealing silver needles of varying lengths that gleamed with a cold light.

The acupuncture technique, one of the medical classics of the Immortal Ship, was learned while studying the Abundant Power and the Demonic Yin Body. With the foundation laid by his knowledge from his previous life, it was not too difficult for him.

With two fingers, Qi Zhimu picked up a three-inch needle, focused his eyes, and accurately located the acupoint to insert the needle.

The first needle is inserted into the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head to invigorate the spirit and lock in the vital energy.

Then come Shousanli, Zusanli, Quchi, Hegu...

Qi Zhimu moved quickly, each needle accompanied by a gentle twist.

Unlike treating illness, this is to open up the meridians that have become blocked due to extreme fatigue, and to maintain unobstructed flow of Qi through the Danfu (lower abdomen).

Similar to traditional martial arts and fantasy novels, thanks to the existence of the Danfu (energy center), the people of the Immortal Ship possess the ability to refine Qi.

Very few people are able to cultivate the true energy to control weapons.

Qi Zhimu cultivated true qi from a young age, which resides in his divine consciousness, allowing him to directly control a large number of weapons.

The Cloud Cavalry can control a small number of crafted instruments by connecting their divine sense to acupoints such as Dazhui and Yangguan.

The skillful weapon is usually a flying sword, which can be unleashed in an instant, with the force of a sudden storm, killing enemies from a hundred meters away.

Of course, regardless of the method, it is still a long way off for the current Mirror Stream.

As the silver needles entered his body, Jingliu, whose face was originally as pale as paper, frowned slightly and his body twitched involuntarily.

After all the dozens of silver needles had been inserted, her previously cold limbs began to warm slightly, and her skin turned an unnatural deep red.

Qi Zhimu nodded slightly, carefully avoiding the silver needles, and picked up Jingliu.

The medicinal liquid had already been prepared, exuding a vibrant aura.

Gently lower the mirror stream into the wooden tub, leaving only its head and neck above the water.

The moment the medicinal liquid came into contact with the skin, the acupoints stimulated by the silver needles seemed like greedy mouths, frantically devouring the medicinal power in the water.

The originally bright green liquid began to fade at a visible rate.

Qi Zhimu stood aside, constantly observing Jingliu's complexion and adjusting the depth of the silver needles from time to time to guide the medicinal power to repair the deepest tears in the muscles and hidden injuries to the bones.

The girl's brows gradually relaxed, and her previously tense and pained expression slowly turned into a peaceful one.

The stern look in Qi Zhimu's eyes had long since vanished. He picked up a soft towel and gently wiped the cold sweat from Jingli's forehead.

"The suffering and pain you endure now are so that you can quickly become stronger without harming yourself..."

He looked at the small, thin figure in the bucket and murmured to himself.

Master cannot suppress the evil spirit forever, nor can he always accompany you to the battlefield.

Who knows, at some point in the future, you'll have to walk your own path.

as well as……

—Kill your master.

General Shafeng's concerns were not unfounded.

Among the survivors of Cangcheng who showed signs of impending doom was Qi Zhimu.

However, at the cost of deeply violating the Immortal Ship's Ten Unforgivable Evil Laws, he used a forbidden method to suppress demonic yin.

Before killing Shuhu, he will fight against the demonic shadows and try to survive as a long-lived being.

Half an hour later, the medicine in the bucket completely turned into clear water.

Qi Zhimu skillfully put away the needles, closed the Jade Zhao record, and carried Jing Liu, who was wrapped in a bath towel, back to the room to change into pajamas.

After doing all this, he felt a deep weariness wash over him.

He turned around to take one last look at his sleeping apprentice, turned off the light, and left, leaving only a barely audible sigh.