Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

Based on the examination results, Qi Zhimu gave a preliminary conclusion.

The reason why mirror flow cannot absorb the medicinal power is basically the same as that of exceeding age.

But she clearly stated that she was not yet 18 years old.

Such a situation has never occurred in the Qi family's records of body tempering throughout the generations. In fact, Jing Liu's body tempering time with medicinal bath was even shorter.

That's the strange thing.

With no clue, Qi Zhimu could only attribute the reason to his apprentice starting too late.

A shallow cut was made on Jingliu's arm, and the thin bloodstain healed completely in less than seven seconds, leaving no trace.

"Such a powerful healing force!" Qinghan exclaimed in surprise.

Due to differences in physical condition, ordinary people on the Immortal Boat take about half a minute to heal similar wounds.

Even for veteran Cloud Cavalry soldiers or those with strong physiques, it would take at least ten seconds.

She has only ever seen one person achieve a speed as fast as Mirror Flow.

—That is, Qi Zhimu in front of me.

No, Qi Zhimu is even stronger...

"It seems there's nothing wrong with his body." Qi Zhimu breathed a sigh of relief.

Five seconds is the average time for the descendants of the Qi family to complete the body tempering and undergo the same test.

Although it is unclear why Jingliu was able to reach the standard even without sufficient medicinal baths, judging from the results, it seems unnecessary to investigate further.

Qi Zhimu even had a fleeting thought: Could it be that starting body training later would actually lead to better absorption of the medicinal effects?

Unfortunately, he is currently unable to verify this.

It's not that they're unwilling to disclose the method, but the medicinal materials required for body tempering are expensive, and some of the rare medicinal materials have extremely low yields, making it impossible to popularize them.

Training even one person of the Mirror Stream style is already the limit.

Since the medicinal bath was no longer effective, Qi Zhimu quickly withdrew the needles and turned his head to look at Qinghan.

"I'll wait for you outside."

"OK."

Not long after, Qinghan walked out of Jingliu's room.

Seeing that Qi Zhimu was disinfecting the silver needles, she naturally took off her clothes.

A curvaceous, naked body was revealed before Qi Zhimu.

After several months of treatment, Qinghan had long since become accustomed to this scene and sat quietly with her eyes closed.

Master Zhimu performed the acupuncture with great steadiness, never touching her body throughout the entire process.

Compared to the pointless embarrassment of having her body exposed, she was more grateful to Lord Zhimu for giving her the opportunity to return to the battlefield and fight the enemy.

Starting from the soles of the feet and moving upwards, the silver needles are inserted into acupoints on the calves and thighs in sequence, and then gently rotated.

Then come the viscera, chest, shoulders, and back.

Those mixed and abundant powers that did not belong to her could not be driven away; she could only devour and seal them first, and then gradually refine them for her own use.

Each treatment at this stage is actually helping her refine this external power.

Sensing the movement in the lower abdomen, Qinghan calmed his mind and began today's fusion process with practiced ease.

At this rate, the power left behind by Rahu can be completely transformed in less than two and a half years.

As the process progressed, she could clearly feel her body's regenerative abilities strengthening, in an extremely sensitive way...

—Through the power of abundance.

Currently, only she and Lord Zhimu know about this matter, and it is absolutely forbidden for the Ten Kings to find out.

Although Lord Zhimu had said that it wouldn't violate the rules of the Ten Kings' Court, and that one could become stronger through the power of abundance... Qinghan dared not think any further.

She herself doesn't care, but once exposed, it will inevitably implicate Lord Zhimu.

He was willing to walk on the edge of high risk in order to help himself.

This kindness must never be betrayed.

Twenty minutes later, Qi Zhimu put away the last silver needle.

"Lord Zhimu, the position of Chief Swordsman of Yaoqingyun is currently vacant. Are you interested in applying for it?"

Qi Zhimu paused for a moment, then calmly said, "Unintentionally."

Eh?

Qinghan was taken aback and subconsciously asked another question.

Why?

Although the overall strength of Yao Qingyun's cavalry is stronger than that of other immortal ships, there are probably no more than five people stronger than Qi Zhimu.

Controlling a thousand flying swords as easily as an arm to kill enemies—at least in Yaoqing, she had never heard of any elite guard who could do that.

"Due to some personal reasons that I cannot disclose."

Sensing the evasiveness in his tone, Qinghan knew it would be impolite to ask any further questions, so she suppressed her doubts and reached for the clothes.

Unexpectedly, Qi Zhimu suddenly swayed and fell towards her.

Qinghan was caught off guard and only began to come to her senses after he tackled her to the ground.

A strange, inexplicably familiar aura quietly permeated the air, causing her body to stiffen abruptly as if by reflex.

But that aura came quickly and went quickly.

But the aura came and went quickly. Before it could be discerned, it vanished without a trace, as if it were just an illusion.

"Lord Zhimu, what's wrong?!"

Ignoring their ambiguous posture, Qinghan supported Qi Zhimu's shoulders, only to meet a pair of eyes whose crimson color was gradually fading.

That appearance is somewhat like... a demonic being?

impossible……

Qinghan froze, blinked hard, and looked again, only to find that the crimson had completely disappeared.

"It's nothing serious, just a flare-up of an old ailment."

Qi Zhimu's voice remained unchanged, showing no emotion.

"An old ailment?"

"The lingering effects of the battle at Jade Palace cause him to become restless and agitated from time to time, unable to control his destructive desires."

"I see."

Hearing this, Qinghan felt a little calmer.

Now she and her sister both know Qi Zhimu's background: a descendant of the famous Qi family in Cangcheng.

When the Second Abundant People's War broke out in Yuque, the entire Qi family went to support and participate in the war.

The current head of the family and his eldest daughter died heroically, leaving only Qi Zhimu and his mother.

After the war, they both chose to retire from the military, perhaps because of the old ailment that Lord Zhimu had mentioned.

"Even your medical skills can't cure it?"

"Yes, the only way is to suppress it once every ten years using a deadly method."

Qi Zhimu sighed, stood up without looking to the side, picked up the clothes on the ground and handed them to Qinghan.

The latter took it and put it on, and then heard his request.

"After the disaster in Cangcheng, I couldn't attend to this matter for a while. My mother used to give me acupuncture, but now..."

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Yes, it's not too complicated. Just follow my instructions and insert the silver needles into the specific acupoints."

Qi Zhimu took off his shirt and sat down cross-legged on the spot.

"Thank you for your help."

"You flatter me, sir. It is only my duty as a guard to help you with your troubles."

Acupuncture points are basic knowledge that every Yunqi soldier should understand. Following instructions to insert needles is not difficult or troublesome.

"Neiguan, Guanyuan, and Qihai, in that order, are 0.4 cun, 0.6 cun, and 0.7 cun respectively."

"clear."

Qinghan looked focused and carefully placed the needle as instructed, precisely controlling the depth of the needle's insertion.

"I twist the Qi Hai acupuncture needle against the trend, and I stop when I say stop."

"Stop, next up is Guan Yuan..."

When Mianxue returned, this was the strange sight she saw.

Quietly wait for the treatment to end, and after learning the reason, silently keep this matter in mind.

The two sisters did not think much of it.

Unbeknownst to him, in the dead of night, Qi Zhimu was alone in the laboratory, once again opening an old medical book.

The next day, everything seemed normal.