The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

[Xingxing, there are several more spiritual energy fluctuations nearby, please pay attention.]

"Could it be that a monster smelled the blood here and came here to pick up the spoils?" Hu Xingtong didn't even have the strength to get up at this moment. He collapsed in a big shape beside the pool. His body was covered with bloodstains of all sizes, and his clothes had long since turned into bloody rags.

"Forget it, it's already here. The worst that can happen is I'll just chill here." Hu Xingtong really didn't have the strength to stand up, so he chose to give up and continued to lie on the ground, looking at the sky.

Soon, a familiar voice sounded not far away. Hu Xingtong almost thought he was hallucinating and asked the system: "Why do I hear the voice of my junior sister and the voice of that funny guy Xiao Yuheng? Am I really going to be finished?"

[Xingxing, that's them. They're here to find you.] The system's words brought a bit of clarity to Hu Xingtong's chaotic mind, but at this moment, she didn't even have the strength to turn her head to confirm. She could only lie there and wait quietly.

"Third Senior Sister..." A choked voice sounded in his ears, and then a familiar face appeared in front of Zi Ah, with worry, fear, concern and tension.

It was as if some small pieces of pills were stuffed in his mouth, and they were no longer the kind that needed to be chewed. It seemed that the moment they entered his mouth, they turned into a ball of medicinal power and dispersed into his esophagus.

This technique is very similar to that of the junior sister with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

As the effect of the medicine gradually spread, Hu Xingtong could feel that the pain in his body had decreased a little, the dizziness had gradually dissipated a lot, and he gradually had more strength.

With the little strength he had just recovered, Hu Xingtong turned around and saw Tan Yuruo solemnly cutting the pills for him, and Sun Ze who was constantly supplying him with spiritual power.

"Brother, you are all here."

"Of course we have to come. If we don't come, no one will collect your body." Han Qianyu's eyes were a little red, but her tone sounded somewhat dissatisfied.

"Junior sister!"

"Senior sister!"

Two suppressed scoldings rang in his ears. Hu Xingtong looked at Han Qianyu. At this time, she had turned her head to the side and no expression could be seen.

I had heard from the system before that my second senior sister was sharp-tongued and easily offended people, and now I was lucky enough to experience it for myself.

Hu Xingtong smiled contentedly, lying on the ground and saying, "Senior Sister, this is also very good. You are true to your nature. I like it very much."

Hu Xingtong's words caused a subtle change in the originally solemn atmosphere among the crowd. Han Qianyu's shoulders trembled slightly, as if she wanted to laugh but was trying hard to hold it back. In the end, she just hummed softly. When she turned around, the redness in her eyes had faded a lot, and there was a barely perceptible smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Alright, alright, stop being sentimental and help him up quickly. This is not a place to stay for long." Xiao Yuheng interrupted at the right time. As he spoke, he reached out to pull Hu Xingtong. His movements were unquestionable in their strength, but also revealed care and tenderness.

With everyone's help, Hu Xingtong was finally carefully lifted up and sat down on a relatively clean stone. Tan Yuruo immediately took out a bottle of trauma medicine from her storage ring and carefully treated Hu Xingtong's wound, each touch gentle and cautious, for fear of hurting her.

"Brothers and sisters, I'm fine, really, don't worry." Hu Xingtong forced herself to stay calm and tried to comfort everyone in front of her, even though her voice still sounded a little weak.

Sun Ze stood silently by, but his spiritual energy never stopped flowing, ensuring Hu Xingtong could recover as quickly as possible. He shook his head slightly, his eyes filled with both blame and heartache: "Don't take such risks next time. Just tell us if you need anything."

Hu Xingtong nodded, a warm feeling surged in his heart. He turned his head to look at the pool of water beside him. The body of the Night Python was still soaking in it. The originally clear pool water was dyed blood red by the body of the Night Python.

"Senior Sister, please help me collect the corpse of the night python. It was the material for refining weapons that I risked my life to get." As he said that, Hu Xingtong took out a brand new storage bag from his hand and handed it over tremblingly.

Han Qianyu hurriedly took it. Looking at Hu Xingtong's expectant expression, she felt a little reluctant to say anything to her, so she stood up silently and cleaned up the mess.

"By the way, how did you find me? This place should be quite far from the center." Hu Xingtong asked curiously, feeling a little surprised at everyone's tracking ability.

"Senior Qingyue and our master told us that you were in danger and asked us to come here to find you, so we rushed here immediately." Han Qianyu answered on his behalf, with a barely perceptible trace of regret in her tone, as if she was sad for not being able to arrive in time.

When Hu Xingtong heard this, he secretly complained in his heart, but at the same time he felt a little relieved. Fortunately, Qingyue told them about his situation, otherwise he might have been beheaded by now.

She took a deep breath, glanced at the four people, and forced a gentle smile on her pale face: "Thank you."

After cleaning up the body of the Night Python, Hu Xingtong's condition improved a lot, and most of the injuries on his body were healed. He declined the intention of several people to take him back to the cabin, and Hu Xingtong returned to the cave alone.

Hu Xingtong used his spiritual sense to sense the corpse of the Night Python in the storage bag, and listened to the system's analysis of the usefulness of the Night Python's corpse. He felt that this trip was worth it.

[All in all, this time you've had a blessing in disguise. This Night Python was just one step away from transforming into a dragon, but you interrupted it. No wonder it's trying so hard to get you.]

"The chess game fell into my hands at the last moment, luckily nothing went wrong. This experience also taught me that I lack combat experience, and my physical fitness and cultivation are not very high. So I am like a rookie now, and I can't beat anyone. I can only fight with all my strength." Having learned the lesson from Ye Mang, Hu Xingtong planned to find some suitable skills for his own practice among the items given by Si Xu, specialize in swordsmanship, and improve his combat effectiveness. He can't risk his life every time.

"That's right. Even if you refine your weapons and cultivate your skills every day, without combat power, you still can't reach the pinnacle of this world. You have to know that Sun Wukong relied on the accumulated faith of multiple smaller worlds to break through and become the combat power ceiling of that world. You may have many cheats, but you also need to cultivate your combat power more. You can't just be an embroidered pillow." Hu Xingtong couldn't bear to listen to the system's earnest teachings, but she was helpless because she was telling the truth.

"Oh, I get it. I always feel like you are just like my mother now, nagging all the time." Hu Xingtong paused here. She had been in this world for too long and she missed her mother a little. She didn't know if her mother's health was better there.

……

After recuperating for a few days, Hu Xingtong stayed in the cave reading books. When he was hungry, he would eat some snacks or fasting pills. In short, he stayed at home in the cave, practicing his martial arts.

Hu Xingtong waited until he had fully recovered before packing up and preparing to refine Han Qianyu's weapon.

With the experience of the previous two times, this time was obviously much faster.

With the help of the Scanning Eye, Hu Xingtong was able to accurately control the temperature of the Nine Gold Cold Star Fire. The difference was that in order to adapt to Han Qianyu's ice spiritual roots, Hu Xingtong could not use the positive flame to touch the material this time. He could only rely on the original coldness of the cold star fire to slowly refine it.

However, this process is long, and both the purification and fusion of materials require great patience. Therefore, Hu Xingtong slowly released the Nine Golden Cold Star Fire, but at the moment of release, he noticed something different.

"Why is there something extra in my strange fire?" There was a hint of warm red in the flame in his palm. It did not have the pure yang heat of the Nine Golden Fire nor the bone-chilling cold of the Cold Star Fire. It seemed like a cool breeze in summer.

"Could this be the flame of Langqi?" The scene of searching for the Yanyan Demon that day came back to his mind. It seemed that this flame had the same origin as the flame he saw at that time.

[The Yang Fire is indeed the Flame Demon's, but now it has merged with your Nine Gold Cold Star Fire. It has also helped neutralize your two strange fires, which should help you better control them.]

"Great! Now I don't need to control the heat." Hu Xingtong was very excited and immediately planned to try to purify a material.