The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

#708 - What a broken knife!

How long is this going to take?

Lu Jing was a little disappointed, "Why is it so slow?"

"… … … …"

The young man surnamed Ruan's face flushed red again, but this time it wasn't from being overwhelmed by inner force, but from Lu Jing's words.

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But the situation wasn't on his side, and although he hated it, the young man surnamed Ruan had to explain, "The Whale Breath Art can only be operated with my own inner force."

Lu Jing thought for a moment, then realized, "So, those inner forces you just absorbed can't be used yet?"

"That's right."

The Whale Breath Art cultivated by the young man surnamed Ruan and the Joyful Palace's Fragrance Enhancement Divine Skill, although both could seize the inner force of others, still had many differences.

The Fragrance Enhancement Divine Skill directly used the stolen inner force, while the Whale Breath Art required a process of conversion and purification.

The advantage was that it could ensure the purity of the cultivated inner force.

In terms of power, the inner force cultivated by the Whale Breath Art was many times stronger than the Fragrance Enhancement Divine Skill, which forcibly pieced together various mixed inner forces, so the cultivator's upper limit would also be higher.

But in that case, Lu Jing's previous plans would all be shattered.

He had originally thought that if necessary, he could capture the young man surnamed Ruan and have the latter use his Whale Breath Art to absorb his excess inner force.

Anyway, if he couldn't absorb it all in one go, he could absorb it twice, and if two times wasn't enough, he could do it three times… In short, as long as the young man surnamed Ruan absorbed inner force from him, then competed with him in inner force, and then used the remaining ability to continue absorbing inner force from him, he could continue working like a perpetual motion machine.

Unfortunately, it seemed that he had thought things a little too idealistically.

The young man surnamed Ruan couldn't immediately convert the absorbed inner force into his own, and the other party could only use his own inner force to operate the Whale Breath Art. In other words, as the young man surnamed Ruan's inner force was continuously consumed, the power of his Whale Breath Art would inevitably become weaker and weaker.

It was just like now, the rate of inner force loss wasn't much better than Lu Jing's efficiency in consuming Dissolution and Bone Erosion.

Moreover, Lu Jing had to stay here with the young man surnamed Ruan, and couldn't do anything else.

However, Lu Jing was still a little unwilling to give up, and asked an extra question, "Is your Whale Breath Art easy to practice?"

"The Whale Breath Art is the most difficult martial art in the Demonic Strategies. In the hundred years since my Myriad Demon Palace was established, only less than three people have successfully cultivated this martial art. The rest all suffered Qi Deviation and died."

The young man surnamed Ruan said, "Moreover, once this martial art is mastered, one will be invincible under heaven… uh, not too many opponents, but if one fails to master it, it will be completely useless."

Lu Jing wasn't surprised by this result.

It was normal for the Whale Breath Art to be difficult to practice, otherwise the righteous martial world would have been sucked dry long ago, but in that case, Lu Jing had no reason to keep the young man surnamed Ruan alive.

After all, this guy came from the Myriad Demon Palace, and with his mastery of the Whale Breath Art, he seemed to be related to Mr. Ji as well. Keeping him would eventually become a disaster.

Just as Lu Jing was about to make a move, he didn't expect the young man surnamed Ruan to act first.

He suddenly stopped the operation of the Whale Breath Art, and then attacked Lu Jing again with all his strength.

In the end, he unsurprisingly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then the whole person flew out.

Huh?!

Lu Jing had already realized the young man surnamed Ruan's plan, but he was still a step too slow, and watched as the other party fell into the treasure vault.

If he were to chase now, it wouldn't be impossible to catch up, but Lu Jing suspected that there was something fishy in the treasure vault, and out of caution, he didn't rashly enter.

Just as he hesitated for a moment, the figure of the young man surnamed Ruan had disappeared.

Lu Jing looked left and right, wondering if he should find some dry wood to pile up at the entrance of the cave and smoke the other party out.

But before he could act, he saw the young man surnamed Ruan return.

He ran out of the treasure vault again, and at the same time, he had a black knife in his hand.

The young man surnamed Ruan looked a little embarrassed now. The inner force in his dantian was almost exhausted, and the sneak attack just now had seriously injured him.

Blood stained his clothes red, but the expression on his face didn't look desperate at all, but rather a little excited, even showing a morbid blush.

"I admit that your martial arts are very powerful, and I am not your opponent, but tonight, if we were to say which of us two can survive and go down the mountain, then that person must be me."

The young man surnamed Ruan wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth and said, "You asked me before why I wanted to deceive so many demonic cultivators to this small county town. The answer is here."

"I also hope that those who die here are righteous people like you, but in order to refine this weapon, I need the blood of the most vicious and evil people, the more the better.

"Now this black knife has drunk the blood of more than fifty villains and has its initial power. It just so happens that I am missing someone to test the knife on, so let it be you!"

"But you look like you can barely stand," Lu Jing said, "How do you plan to fight me?"

The young man surnamed Ruan laughed, "It's not me fighting you, but it fighting you."

After saying that, he didn't step forward, but just swung the knife into the air.

Then, in the next moment, both Lu Jing and he were stunned.

Lu Jing was stunned because he found that there was an inexplicable cut on his cool shirt.

The young man surnamed Ruan was stunned because under that cool shirt, Lu Jing's skin looked intact, only with a red mark on his chest.

The young man surnamed Ruan didn't believe it, and swung the knife again.

This time, Lu Jing was prepared. At the moment when the young man surnamed Ruan swung the knife, he had already taken two steps to the left, avoiding the direction of the blade.

However, when he stood firm, he found that there was still a red mark on his right chest.

Damn it, what kind of demon knife is this? Does it come with attack lock-on?

Lu Jing was shocked.

The young man surnamed Ruan on the side was also anxious, and couldn't help but curse, "What the hell is this broken knife? I spent so much effort, arranged it for a full year, and took the risk of offending the world to refine it, and it only has this little power?!"

After saying that, he might have felt despair, or he might have wanted to vent his anger, so he held the black knife horizontally, and then the ancient tree beside the pavilion seemed to be cut off in the middle by an invisible force.

???

This!!! The young man surnamed Ruan was stunned for a long time before he reacted and said with ecstasy, "Hahaha, I refined it, I really refined it!"

However, after the excitement, his face changed again, and he looked at Lu Jing and said, "Wait, why is it useless against you? Could it be that this knife can only chop things, but can't cut people?"

Thinking of this, his face became more and more ugly, and then with a ruthless heart, he raised the knife and slashed at his left little finger in the air.

"Don't!"

Lu Jing's persuasion was a step too late. In the next moment, he saw the young man surnamed Ruan's little finger flying in the air.