I'm badly injured, but I'm number one

In the inn.

A very simple room.

There was a faint musty smell emanating from the bedding, and the stool placed next to it was missing a corner.

The table was not stable either, relying entirely on the wooden blocks underneath to maintain balance. The teapot and cups placed on the table also had a hole missing.

But no one touched these things.

Yan Ping stared at the scabbard placed next to his sword with satisfaction. This was bought for him by Shen Pingan.

Although it’s not something particularly good.

But compared with the previous dead man's rags, this scabbard is indeed a top-notch item.

The long sword that was originally sold together with the scabbard was now placed alone on the other side of the table.

Shen Ping'an sat at the table with a calm expression, carefully looking at the broken sword in front of him that he had picked up.

The sword is three fingers wide and the blade is extremely sharp. It can cut hair with a single blow. It is an excellent sword.

After looking for a while, Shen Pingan took out the sword protection set from the cloth bag next to him that was given to him by Duobao Pavilion when he bought the sword.

Sword ointment, scented towel and handkerchief.

Shen Ping'an's movements are very skillful.

He first wiped the sword with a handkerchief, then scooped out a piece of ointment from the sword cream and applied it carefully.

Let the broken sword shine again.

Yan Ping was sensitive to the sword and could clearly feel every move Shen Pingan made on him.

But this perception is also strange.

Compared to usual touches, he could feel the changes that the sword ointment brought to his body more clearly.

It's like a body that has been covered in dirt for a long time is cleansed and the whole person feels refreshed.

Even the world seems a lot fresher.

Looking at Shen Ping'an's meticulous maintenance movements, Yan Ping's previous thoughts became even stronger.

He is so good at maintaining the sword, he must be talented in kendo. I will teach him swordplay when I have time later!

Only after the sword body was maintained did Shen Ping'an put the broken sword into the scabbard.

The beautiful scabbard did not dim the original brilliance of the broken sword, but made the pearl on its top even more translucent.

Shen Pingan looked at it for a while.

After wiping the pearl with extra care, he placed the sword without a scabbard into the pearl.

Yan Ping curled his lips when he saw this scene.

His broken sword also has a storage space.

Shen Pingan discovered it when he was fighting with someone in the alley.

As blood dripped onto the pearl, a special connection was once again created between them.

It was through this that this storage space was discovered.

After Shen Ping'an finished maintaining the sword, he put it aside and started doing his own things.

And Yan Ping began to feel bored.

When he wasn't paying attention, time passed quickly.

He watched Shen Ping'an refine a small gadget, make a deal with someone, and then exchange it for the qualification to enter the Tianyang Sect.

However, Shen Ping'an's unlucky attribute may really be stacked to the maximum.

Wherever you go, trouble follows you.

An assessment to enter the Tianyang Sect could also get him into trouble.

Yan Ping was just watching most of the time, and only a few times would his body suddenly take action.

Except at these times, no one could hear him speak and no one could see him.

It must be very uncomfortable to live like one is isolated from the world, but Yan Ping has no idea about it.

It was as if he had once gone through a long period of time very similar to this.

Compared to the initial active consciousness.

Yan Ping's consciousness gradually calmed down.

He watched quietly as Shen Pingan solved various troubles along the way, but he still took time out every day to maintain his sword and bought him a new scabbard from time to time.

But compared to the initial emotional fluctuations, Yan Ping's consciousness has calmed down and began to sink into this experience.

Until Shen Ping'an came to Huoling City.

After going through many dangers and confronting a group of people, a title caught his attention.

"Wen Ye?"

Yan Ping was still in a daze at this moment, but hearing the name caused him to have a brief emotional fluctuation.

Then he saw Shen Pingan responded.

Others called Shen Pingan Wen Ye, and Shen Pingan answered!

Yan Ping's mind came out of his previous hazy state, and his eyes widened into a circle.

Wen Ye?

Wen Ye!

Shen Pingan is Wen Ye? !

Then who is the fellow Taoist who is imprisoned outside?

Yan Ping's consciousness was experiencing violent mental fluctuations, but it did not cause any changes.

He watched Shen Ping'an plot to kill all those who were chasing him, but accidentally fell into the sight of another force.

The power of the Demon Realm.

Shen Ping'an's luck is indeed not good.

But Yan Ping is lucky.

When Shen Ping'an temporarily solved the trouble and returned to Huoling City.

Yan Ping saw the wanted poster.

Pale hair and familiar peach blossom eyes.

Yan Ping looked at the name on the wanted poster expressionlessly.

Ji! He! Yu!

So the person he imprisoned was called Ji Heyu!

And his Taoist partner Wen Ye, who had always been his concern, came to him under the alias Shen Pingan!

This unexpected truth caused Yan Ping to experience extremely violent mental fluctuations.

His body, sleeping in the Wuwang Sea, even trembled slightly.

Ling, who had been paying attention to this side, was a little confused.

Olaf hasn't gone back yet either.

【What's up with him? 】

Ling Weiwei came back to her senses. [He was stimulated and seemed to be waking up.]

Ling said this, and added a little more force to calm Yan Ping's spirit.

But in the process of comforting him, it inevitably saw Wen Ye being held in Yan Ping's arms.

Wen Ye is not in a good condition now and is in a semi-comatose state.

Ling sighed, then controlled the sea water to carry away the blood that was overflowing from his body.

This human was so cruel to himself.

His body was almost unable to bear it, but he was still desperately absorbing spiritual energy for cultivation.

From the skin and flesh on the outside to the bones and meridians on the inside, he was being tempered almost in a self-abuse manner.

But there are benefits as well.

Only two hours had passed since that human awoke, and his realm had already risen to the Danhua realm.

The concentration of spiritual energy in the Sea of ​​Hopelessness is beyond imagination of outsiders.

Especially when Ling gave Wen Ye special treatment for Yan Ping.

The spiritual energy that humans can use is all transformed through earth vein formations.

But now Ling has controlled a layer of membrane outside Wen Ye's body.

The Wuwang Sea had no effect on him, but he was able to absorb spiritual energy continuously.

Olaf is also observing, [Doesn't he feel any pain? ]

Ling tilted his head, [I don't know, but the blood in his body has been replaced]

Ever since Wen Ye started practicing, he has been bleeding almost all the time, and his skin has been cracking on its own.

But the rich spiritual energy seemed to have become a torture instrument at this time. When Wen Ye was about to collapse, it replenished the spiritual power in his body, allowing his injuries to heal quickly and making him sober.

This process can be described as a life worse than death.

Wen Ye can choose to stop.

But Wen Ye did not stop.