C742 A powerful puppet (1/2)
Shen Longxuan laughed, the 30% he said was a conservative estimate, ”Of course, I can help you absorb the majority of the poison, so the rest is up to you.
Because the poison has already fused into your internal organs, if I absorb it too much, it will harm you. This poison is the special death aura in the underworld, and the essence in your body is even more so.
So, I need to take seven days to complete this process. After seven days, I guarantee that I will be able to extract 90% of the death aura. At that time, your cultivation will be able to completely refine the remaining death aura. ”
After Shen Longxuan finished speaking, the old man kneeled down with a thump. ”Kid, please accept this bow from Shen Honghai.
Once my injuries have healed, I will definitely go back to the battlefield and fight and avenge my brothers. ” Without waiting for Shen Longxuan to stop him, he kowtowed.
”Uncle Shen, aren't you taking away my life? Wake up quickly, I still want to live for a few more years! ” Shen Longxuan quickly helped him up.
Looking at Shen Honghai's urgent gaze, Shen Longxuan chuckled, ”Why don't we start to treat our wounds and expel the poison now?”
”Good, good, good!”
In the kitchen, it was very quiet. No one came back until dinner time, so Shen Longxuan took out a big pot and set it on top of the fire.
”Uncle Shen, come in and sit down. The process might be very painful, but you must endure it.
Shen Honghai nodded his head deeply and jumped into the pot. Shen Longxuan immediately released his fire spirit energy and enveloped the entire pot with his fire spirit.
After being heated up, Shen Honghai's pores naturally opened, and Shen Longxuan controlled his spirit energy to drill into his body. The scorching flames caused Shen Honghai unbearable pain, but he remembered Shen Longxuan's words, and stood there, not moving an inch.
After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Shen Longxuan felt Shen Honghai's body being completely opened, and kept the flames.
After that, he activated Nether Ghost Spell, and swallowed all of the death aura inside. This series of actions required extremely precise control, and Shen Longxuan did not dare to be careless at all.
Just like peeling a silkworm from a cocoon, it absorbed and refined the poison in Shen Honghai's body bit by bit, but it was just like the essence of death energy in's eyes that was used to replenish the medicine.
After four hours, Shen Longxuan realised that he had reached his limit. If he were to continue, he would not be able to take it anymore, so he immediately stopped.
Uncle Shen, I have already detoxified 10% of your poison. You should rest properly so that you can have the energy to continue tomorrow. ”
Shen Honghai suddenly jumped out of the water pot, the water inside had already turned completely black. This was the poison that had been accumulating in his body for many years, and had been forced out when it was being burned by the flames.
He could feel the changes in his body, especially the black tendrils that surrounded his heart, becoming fainter. This series of changes caused his eyes to regain their lustre.
”Brat, you are a doctor. If I'm not wrong, you should be an alchemist too. Otherwise, it would be impossible for you to possess such a terrifying flame that almost burned my Old Man to death.”
”You are right, otherwise I would not dare to say that I can cure your injuries. These are ten Martial King Pills, hurry and recover your spirit energy!”
After Shen Honghai left, Shen Longxuan also started cultivating, this time he wanted to refine the essence of the death aura, the cultivation technique he was using was also Nether Ghost Spell.
This Nether Ghost Spell had already been cultivated by Shen Longxuan to the Minute Subtlety realm, and was still far from the Perfection Stage. However, after he absorbed such pure death aura, he discovered that his Nether Ghost Spell had actually improved.
The most important thing was that Shen Honghai's body was made of the essence of the death aura, which was purer than normal death aura. This was also why it could torture a Martial Emperor Stage Ranker for over thirty years and still remain so tyrannical.
If Shen Honghai's heart was struck by the aura of death, he would become a walking corpse, a bloodthirsty demon. It was all thanks to him not mentioning this to anyone.
Furthermore, he had helped him after enduring for so many years. This was something he should not have died for, to actually run into Shen Longxuan at the last moment. If he was in the middle of the night for three months, he would definitely turn into a demon.
After an hour, Shen Longxuan had finished refining the sword. The progress of the Nether Ghost Spell made him even more confident in his belief in going to the underworld. Others might be afraid if they went, but he was different.