The Villain Has Something to Say

Chapter 45: Master, Have You Heard About Couple Cultivation? (2)

Chapter 45: Master, Have You Heard About Couple Cultivation? (2)

Translator: Sissy That Walk

Luo Jianqing stopped provoking Xuan Lingzi.

Went over the plots from Seeking Immortality, he sat down and started cultivating.

The Spiritual Power was like a spring, running over the withered vines all over his body, but stopped when it reached to his shoulder. That day, Xuan Lingzi stabbed Luo Jianqing’s shoulder, the magnificent golden-sword light made the vines at Luo Jianqing’s shoulder badly impaired. Even Yu Qingzi couldn’t help him mend these. The only way to heal was fixing it with Luo Jianqing’s own Spiritual Power.

For a consecutive ten days, Luo Jianqing shut his eyes tight, using the Spiritual Power to flood over the clogged vines.

The vines in Luo Jianqing’s body were like magnificent rivers and were twice the size of the common cultivators. They were strong enough to bear violent crushes of Spiritual Power. However, when these vines were damaged, they were surely more difficult to mend than that of the commoners.

Failed several times, Luo Jianqing took out a Re-jading Pill and swallowed it. Suddenly, a gigantic amount of Spiritual Power flooded out from his body. Although it was mammoth, the Spiritual Power was quite tamed, didn’t move a little without Luo Jianqing’s instruction.

Over the Tai Hua Mountain, there were less than three people who were able to make this Seven Grade Earth Level Re-jading Pill!

This piece of pill was given by Yu Qingzi for curing Luo Jianqing’s wounds. The materials for making Re-jading Pill was extraordinarily rare. Even Sir Yu Qingzi was lacking two kinds of materials. Someone told Luo Jianqing that Xuan Lingzi managed to find the last two herbs for him. One from Xuan Lingzi’s own collection. As for the other, he got it after begging Sir Hao Xingzi for a whole day.

After all, Luo Jianqing was just a Nascent Soul Period cultivator. He can’t use all the Spiritual Power and the Healing Strength from the Re-jading Pill. There was only a small amount of the pill orbiting inside him while the rest of it all turned into Spiritual Power.

Luo Jianqing tried to unblock his vines.

When the Spiritual Power crashed into the vines that were blocked by the blood, Luo Jianqing moaned with his face slowly turning pale.

Like a knife cutting his body, the Spiritual Power was acting like a blade, cutting all the atrophied vines and cleaning the blood inside it. How strong the vines once were, how painful it was to cut it now. Even his lips turned pale. Luo Jianqing couldn’t suppress groaning painfully.

Every cut made Luo Jianqing shiver. Of course, he had no idea that his Master was also sitting on the bed in the house next to his, face pale, fist clenched.

At first, Luo Jianqing could still bear the pain, but when the Spiritual Power reached his shoulder, Luo Jianqing trembled and finally passed out.

In another bamboo house, Xuan Lingzi suddenly stood up and walked toward the door before he even realized what he was doing. Then he ceased his steps, faltering and looking at the ground. After a whole hour, he finally flicked his sleeves and got back on his bed.

One day later, Luo Jianqing woke up. The Re-Jading Pill was already dimmed.

Pupil shrank, Luo Jianqing quickly operated his Spiritual Power to cut the blood which blocked his vines.

“Ah!”

Suffering from enormous pain, Luo Jianqing let out a groan. Heard this, Xuan Lingzi’s fingertips started trembling.

Luo Jianqing knew that he couldn’t afford to waste a single second, he couldn’t faint again. The Re-jading Pill got dimmer and dimmer by time. He would have to take another pill if he couldn’t successfully mend his vines with this one.

But, for now, there was nowhere to find another Seven Grade Earth Level Re-jading Pill.

Surely, Yu Qingzi can probably make another, but where to collect all the rare materials?

Anxiety emerged on his comely face. Luo Jianqing’s clothes were already wetted by his own sweat. He contemplated for a while then took out a white-jade bottle from his Interspatial Ring. Without any hesitation, he picked a black pill from the bottle and swallowed it.

Shocked, Xuan Lingzi immediately opened his eyes, “Jianqing!”

Of course, Xuan Lingzi’s words didn’t reach Luo Jianqing who was suffering from the pain sprawling inside his body. The moment that black pill melted inside Luo Jianqing’s mouth, he felt pain a hundred times stronger than before, as if he was put on a grill after all of his flesh got sliced off.

This Six Grade Heaven Level Sober Pill was the second thing Yu Qingzi gave him when he left Qing Lan Peak.

A normal Sober Pill could do nothing more than rendering one to be awake for ten days and ten nights.

A Heaven Level one, however, if taken, the person’s spirit will still be sober even if he was chopped in pieces. He will bear that soaring pain for ten days till death.

For Luo Jianqing, he had no intention to commit suicide but to keep himself awake.

The Sober Pill will strengthen his senses – no matter pain or what – a hundred times more. Luo Jianqing couldn’t think that much. All he wanted was to be sober, and that was enough.

With no hesitation, Luo Jianqing unsheathed his Spiritual Blade and took a strike toward his veins. He clenched his teeth, brandishing his Spiritual Power to remove all the clots. Blood belched from throat, Luo Jianqing figured that death will be a much easier task compared to this. Nevertheless, three days later, he completed cleaning the veins.

Then, what was waiting for him was sewing veins using Spiritual Power.

Actually, Yu Qingzi could do the surgery herself, but there was ten percent of chance leaving scars on Luo Jianqing’s veins which will lower his strength. Sir Yu Qingzi gave Luo Jianqing two choices: suffering, or weakening.

It was obvious which one Luo Jianqing chose.

Sewing the veins was distressing as well, but Luo Jianqing was already accustomed to it.

When the last piece of vein was healed, he shivered, scarlet liquid slithered among his lips.

Luo Jianqing passed out, what he didn’t know was, in another bamboo house, Xuan Lingzi finally relaxed his fists which palmed all the bruises and bleeding wounds.

Three days later, Luo Jianqing came to his senses eventually.