It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

Chapter 672 The Seven Treasures Wisdom Sword, the Flesh and Blood Grinding Mill

Upon entering, there was no wave of heat as expected; instead, there was a chill in the air.

There was no one else in the workshop, only tools such as furnaces, bellows, iron blocks, and casting molds.

These tools also looked very new, as if they had never been used.

"how?"

Seeing Liu Zheng's surprised expression, Ou Yegan asked.

"That was a bit unexpected."

He answered honestly.

"This is my own workshop, so naturally there's no one here."

"Oyegan said."

"How come it's so clean? It looks like no one has ever used it?"

Have you been to the kitchen?

Ou Yegan countered with a question.

"Of course I've been there."

Even excluding the kitchen of the bloody restaurant, he had been to quite a few places in real life when he was delivering food.

"So, do you think a good chef's kitchen should be clean and tidy, or dirty and messy?"

Ouyegan asked again.

"Of course it should be clean."

The kitchen at the Bloody Restaurant was very clean, and the calico cat cleaned up the trash immediately after killing the fish.

He couldn't help but laugh at the thought of his calico cat using its paws to hold a rag and clean the sink.

When he orders takeout, he will never order from restaurants with dirty and messy kitchens, even if the food is actually pretty good.

“That’s right. A good swordsmith’s workshop should be clean. These tools have endured fire, ice, and hammering to help me create divine weapons. How can I not treat them with utmost sincerity?”

"Oyegan said."

"This is indeed a profound and wise saying; I have learned a great deal from it."

Liu Zheng clasped his hands respectfully and said.

"Well, children can be taught."

Ouyegan found him a little more agreeable.

"Come with me."

He led Liu Zheng to a stone mill.

Do you know what this is?

Ouyegan asked again.

"I don't know."

"This is the Blood Sea Millstone, which can remove the coarse and keep the essence of all flesh and blood, leaving only the pure vital energy for my use."

Ou Yegan explained.

"This doesn't sound like anything legitimate."

Liu Zheng squinted and said.

"A pedantic view."

Ouye snorted.

"However, what you said is not entirely wrong. This was originally used by a cultivator from another sect to practice his skills. Later, he asked me to make a weapon for him, but then tried to renege on the debt. So I killed him and took this millstone from him to pay off his debt."

He paused for a moment, then continued.

"Then you've done a good thing."

Liu Zheng laughed.

Based on current observations, Ouyegan doesn't seem like the type to use people for blood sacrifices to forge soldiers.

Moreover, even if he did, given his picky nature, the frequency of blood sacrifices would definitely be much lower than that of the unorthodox cultivator who used people for practice.

"I am not a good person. When I was young, I did whatever I wanted. It was only after I had a wife and daughters that I became more cautious."

"Hmm, what are the names of those two female writers you mentioned? What are their works? What are their personalities like? Do they have any bad habits?"

Ou Yegan suddenly asked a series of questions.

"You've suddenly asked so many questions, I don't know how to answer them."

Liu Zheng smiled wryly.

He wasn't surprised that Ouyegan would ask these questions; she was his only precious daughter, it would be strange not to keep a close eye on her.

"Then answer them one by one."

"Alright. I don't know their real names either. As for pen names, one used to be called Izanami but now she's called Novelist, and the other is called Hishishikibu. I haven't read their works, but they're probably all short stories. As for their personalities, Novelist is more gentle, but she can get very irritable when she's having trouble writing. Hishishikibu is rather arrogant, but not excessively so."

Liu Zheng answered Ou Yegan's questions one by one.

"You don't even know their real names, yet you dare to introduce them to Rong'er?"

Ou Ye glared at her.

"As the saying goes, heroes don't ask about origins, and there's no need to know each other before meeting. Not knowing my real name doesn't mean I don't know your true feelings. Anyway, judging from my appearance, my friends can't be too bad, so don't worry."

He comforted.

Actually, it was because he never asked.

"Hmph! You make it sound so easy."

Ouyegan snorted but didn't press the matter further.

During this long break, he was making preparations while also inquiring about Liu Zheng.

Due to time constraints, Ou Yegan didn't find out much, but what he knew was enough.

"Why don't you hurry up, sir? I have to go back to the restaurant in a little while."

Liu Zheng reminded him.

"Then let's get started."

Ouyegan took down the sword case from the wall, hesitated for a moment, and then pressed a series of numbers.

Then he opened the sword box and took out a beautiful sword.

The sword is about three feet long, double-edged, and has seven different gems embedded in its blade. The hilt is made of wood.

"You've gotten a good deal this time, kid."

"Oyegan said."

"Are you planning to give me this sword, sir?"

Liu Zheng feigned surprise.

"Think beautifully!"

Ou Yegan's eyes widened in surprise.

"Hehe, I know, I was just joking with you."

he laughed.

"Hmph, if I were to agree to your request, it wouldn't be a joke, would it?"

Ouyegan saw right through his thoughts.

"You see through things but don't say it. You're getting on in years, you should learn to keep your talents hidden."

Liu Zheng said earnestly.

"This sword is called the Seven Treasures Wisdom Sword. The seven jewels on the sword are the seven treasures of Buddhism: gold, silver, lapis lazuli, coral, giant clam shell, red pearl, and agate. The hilt is made of Bodhi wood."

Ouyegan ignored him and went straight to introducing the sword in his hand.

"All that fancy stuff, how effective is it at killing people?"

Liu Zheng deliberately questioned.

"You'll find out later."

Ou Yegan sneered.

"You're not planning to use this Buddhist sword as a kitchen knife, are you? Isn't that a bit out of the ordinary?"

He squinted and said.

If those bald monks in the metaverse knew about this, they'd be so angry they'd overflow with data.

"That's a perfect match. Haven't you heard the story of Buddha cutting off his own flesh to feed an eagle?"

"Oyegan asked."

"Could this be the same weapon that Buddha used to cut off his own flesh?"

Liu Zheng was filled with respect.

The Buddha is a being comparable to the Three Pure Ones. If this is the sword that cut his flesh, its level is at least no lower than that of the Five Banners.

"No, that's not it. It was just cast by later generations."

Ouyegan shook his head.

"Oh."

Liu Zheng pursed his lips, thinking he had finally seen the world today.

"Although this sword is not the one from which Buddha cut his flesh, it still possesses extraordinary abilities. By cutting flesh, one can sever delusions and resolve cause and effect."

"Oyegan said."

"Report, I don't understand."

He raised his tentacle.

“Aren’t you a hybrid of a black goat cub? Using this sword to cut your flesh will cut out a portion of the black goat cub bloodline within you, as well as the murderous intent and resentment sealed in your tentacles.”

Ouyang had no choice but to switch to vernacular Chinese.

"Such a good thing! Come on then. Please don't pity me just because I'm an outstanding young man. Cut as much as you can."

Liu Zheng said with his eyes closed.

He was worried that the bloodline concentration of the black goat cubs would be too high after fusing with the dark algae, so this was like a pillow delivered to his sleepy head.

"Aren't you afraid I'll cut too much?"

Ou Yegan said with a half-smile.

"Isn't that perfect? ​​Who would rather be a beast than a human being?"

Liu Zheng said calmly.

If Oyegan can truly sever the bloodline of his black goat cub, then he can arrange his affairs properly and then pull off a big heist to settle accounts.

As for who will be the lucky one he gets his hands on?

Well, we'll decide by rolling the dice.

"You've risen to fame in such a short time; you are indeed quite remarkable. Don't worry, I wouldn't even grant you the favor you desire."

"Oyegan said."

The bloodline of black goat calves is too dark and deep; too much of it is actually not good.

"Stretch out your tentacles."

"Oyegan commanded."

"it is good."

Liu Zheng followed his advice.

A flash of sword light, and all four tentacles fell, yet he felt no pain. "Because there is nothing to be gained, Bodhisattvas, relying on Prajnaparamita, have no hindrance in their minds; because there is no hindrance, they have no fear, and are far removed from distorted views and dreams, ultimately attaining Nirvana."

In the darkness, the sound of monks chanting sutras reached his ears, making him feel extremely relaxed.

"That feels good. Could you please give me a few more sword strikes?"

Liu Zheng said with a grin.

"Heh, take a look at this sword."

Ouyegan handed the Seven Treasures Wisdom Sword to him.

He didn't care, and instead craned his neck to take a closer look, and sure enough, he saw that the blade was damaged in many places.

"The Buddha's treasure has been defiled and has become a weapon of destruction. If you continue to strike, it will truly harm people's spirit and will. Are you sure you still want me to strike you?"

Ou Yegan sneered.

"Never mind then, let it rest and recover properly."

Liu Zheng decisively admitted defeat.

While flesh and blood can grow back easily, mental damage is much harder to recover from. He also has a skill that relies on mental attributes to function.

"You're acting innocent after getting the benefit. I slashed you with my sword, and now I have to spend another half a month healing it again."

Oye glared at him and looked at the tentacles on the ground.

At this moment, the tentacles were still writhing, just like a living thing.

Ouyegan glanced at it and felt his hair stand on end, as if he were seeing an unparalleled, deadly weapon about to be born.

"This kid's bloodline is so evil, and his murderous aura and resentment are so strong. Just how many people did he kill to become so intense?"

He was secretly alarmed.

"Shall I pick them up?"

At this moment, Liu Zheng asked.

"No, if you come to pick it up, something might go wrong."

Oyegan hesitated for a moment when he saw the tentacles.

Judging from this situation, even if he uses sword energy to "pick up" it, there is a possibility that it will be contaminated.

"Then let's use something to shovel it."

Liu Zheng took out a serrated butcher knife.

The butcher's knife has a wide blade, so it can also be used as a shovel.

"Huh? This blade actually has the same aura as these tentacles."

Oyegan exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh, this knife is called 'Spirit of Self-Eater,' and one of its effects is to devour the user's flesh and blood to enhance its attack power."

He explained.

"I see, how wonderful, how wonderful! This knife is perfect for use as a base material."

Ouyegan's eyes gleamed as he looked at the butcher's knife.

Whether it was his imagination or not, Liu Zheng felt that the butcher's knife seemed to be trembling slightly.

"First, put the tentacles on the millstone."

After calming down, Ouyegan said.

"okay."

He used his butcher's knife to scrape off the tentacles one by one and placed them on the giant millstone of flesh and blood.

"You push the millstone."

Oyegan then gave the order.

"You cut off my tentacles and then made me grind them into a paste myself? Are you a swordsmith or a street lamp maker?"

He said speechlessly.

The original soup should not be used to digest the original food in this way.

"You don't have to push it, but if your swordsmanship suffers as a result, don't blame me for being unskilled."

"Oyegan said."

The flesh, materials, and base were all made by Liu Zheng, so this knife is the most suitable for him to use.

Of course, Ouyegan could also choose not to sell and keep it for his own collection.

"Okay, okay, I'll push, I'll push, alright?"

Seeing that he said that, Liu Zheng had no choice but to become the sheep he was grinding himself.

This massive millstone of flesh and blood may not look big, but it's incredibly difficult to pull. Even with his current attributes, he had to exert all his strength to barely manage to move it.

By the time he had ground all the tentacles into blood plasma, he was covered in sweat and his eyes were glazed over.

"You've never practiced any cultivation methods?"

Ouyegan was also very surprised.

This flesh and blood millstone was originally a cultivation artifact. Whether it's cultivation, martial arts, or qi training, it would be much easier to use if you had extraordinary power.

"Even if someone teaches me, I still need to have time to learn."

Liu Zheng made a self-deprecating remark.

Those willing to teach him were all inhuman and couldn't learn it. He finally managed to get his hands on a book called "Breathing Techniques," but he couldn't understand it either. He could only rely on the system's power to turn it into a passive skill.

"Um"

Oyegan nodded, seemingly lost in thought.

"Is it all done?"

Liu Zheng took a breath and asked.

"It's all done, you can go now."

Ou Yegan said casually.

"Aren't you going to see me off, sir?"

he asked tentatively.

"What are you sending me? The door isn't locked. I need to fuse the essence of flesh and blood with the materials. I don't have time to care about you. Just go."

Ouyegan waved his hand impatiently.

"They really only use people when they need them, and discard them when they don't. Sigh~"

Liu Zheng pretended to sigh and walked out of the small workshop.

"Is the young master alright?"

Ou Yerong's voice suddenly rang out.

"Everything was fine until you scared me, and now things are a bit off."

he said angrily.

"Ha ha!"

Ou Yerong burst into laughter.

Her laughter was bold and unrestrained, with a touch of chivalrous spirit.

"What are you laughing at? Stop laughing, or I'll take your braids off and glue them back on with super glue."

Liu Zheng said viciously.

"I never imagined that you, young master, were such a wicked person. Rong'er is terrified."

Ou Yerong pretended to be afraid.

"Scared now? If you're scared, then serve me well and escort me out of the country properly, or you'll suffer the consequences."

He said proudly.

"Yes, yes, sir, that's the situation here."

Ou Yerong acted respectfully.

"Not bad, you do have some sense."

Liu Zheng swaggered out the door.

"Father, did you just use the Seven Treasures Wisdom Sword to cut down the young master?"

Ou Yerong suddenly asked.

"That's right, how did you know?"

"Since childhood, I have used various weapons to suppress the sword energy within my body. I can sense any weapon in the workshop."

Ou Yerong replied.

"That's amazing. So, do you know how to do *that*?"

he asked curiously.

"Which one are you referring to, young master?"

"It's that one where you shout and then those weapons come flying at you, what's it called again?"

Liu Zheng racked his brains, but he just couldn't remember.

"A celestial being descending from the heavens?"

"No, the Celestial Immortal only has one sword."

He shook his head.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to One?"

"That's not right either, Ten Thousand Swords Return to One is sword energy."

He then shook his head.

"Then please forgive my ignorance."

Ou Yerong said she was unable to help.

"It's nothing, I was just saying. Wait, I remember now."

A sudden inspiration struck Liu Zheng.

"What is it?"

Ou Yerong was also a little curious.

"I'm not going to talk about it anymore, it's bad luck. Anyway, if you ever go out and make your way in the world, make sure you kill a lot of people and talk less, especially don't spout those grand principles that you can't even live up to yourself, otherwise it'll become a black mark on your past and you'll be embarrassed."

He spoke earnestly and patiently.

"Oh."

Faced with his rambling words, Ou Yerong nodded as if she understood but not quite.

"I'm leaving now. Oh, weren't you going to leave me alone?"

Liu Zheng suddenly looked behind her.

"father?"

When Ou Yerong turned around, there was no one behind her.

Suddenly, her hair was tugged, and a few strands of hair drifted to her eyes.

When I turned around, the place was deserted.

"Jie Jie Jie!!!"

Liu Zheng's villainous laughter came from outside the door.

(End of this chapter)