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Chapter 543 Mad Experiment
Each time Han DaRen spoke, it was with a trembling voice, the result of forcefully suppressing the pain.
After some maneuvering, Han DaRen's side was temporarily settled. At the moment, Han DaRen was extremely weak.
According to his theory, the problem with Little Blood Duel needed to be resolved immediately.
"I hope Brother Jingyan doesn't blame me!"
Pressing his hands together in prayer, Qing Chen took a deep breath in the early morning and began operating on the slumbering Little Blood Duel.
Jingyan had previously entrusted Qing Chen to take full responsibility for Little Blood Duel's three-in-one problem.
Now, he was resolving the matter. If problems arose midway and Little Blood Duel died, Jingyan had said he could accept the outcome, so Qing Chen essentially had permission.
Steeling his resolve, and sweating profusely under Han DaRen's weak prompts, he corrected dozens of errors and deviations in the operation before barely managing to settle Little Blood Duel. He made an additional incision in Little Blood Duel's neck and inserted various materials to form a relatively stable structure.
He exhaled, the cold wind blowing in through the window helping him to calm down. Once his mood was steady, like a precise machine, he began operating on the final step…
And before Qing Chen lost consciousness, he seemed to hear a sound.
"Woof!"
…
A day and a night had passed since the three days Jingyan had mentioned.
It was now the morning of the second day.
Fang Yue, sporting dark circles under his eyes, was running back and forth in the room.
But… a night of diligent practice hadn't enabled him to master [Treading Shadow Steps].
So, the room wouldn't do!
Fang Yue felt that his aptitude was already strong, with 5 points of comprehension!
Compared to when Ni Dongmei pointed her finger at him and scorned him, his comprehension had increased fivefold!
This comprehension was certified by a mental cultivation method. A night of madly investing resources + burning lifeforce allowed him to learn two pre-celestial realm mental cultivation methods.
So Fang Yue was quite dissatisfied that he hadn't been able to learn [Treading Shadow Steps] after practicing all night.
"Sure enough, the room won't do! Cultivating lightness techniques and footwork requires an open space outside for rapid mastery."
In any case, Fang Yue wouldn't admit that his aptitude was lacking.
But the conditions didn't allow it, and Fang Yue could only practice in the house.
He couldn't very well run around Qing Si County with Wu Yun, as that would scare the others half to death.
On the other hand, he wasn't too afraid of Wu Yun, after all, he had [Night Breathing] at night. What was there to fear?
Looking at the back of his hand, the flesh and blood had been reshaped, and the hand bones had been restored. This was naturally thanks to the [Night Breathing] of last night.
Under the restoration of [Night Breathing], the injury to his right hand had completely recovered.
It was just that during the day, without [Night Breathing], the burning sensation of the strange curse attacked again. The blood-colored handkerchief that had been bandaging his right hand, and whose bloodstains had already dried, began to overflow with new blood again.
"If this continues, will I die from blood loss??"
Fang Yue continued to practice [Treading Shadow Steps] while running wild with thoughts. He still had plans for himself.
If he still couldn't learn [Treading Shadow Steps] by night, he would put it aside and switch to cultivating the last pre-celestial martial skill, [Dark Moon Saber Technique].
Of course, it would be best if he could learn it during the day.
Then he could learn [Dark Moon Saber Technique] as well.
Mental cultivation method, footwork, saber technique, the three combined, his strength would skyrocket!
The idea was beautiful, but reality was a bit cruel.
Fang Yue cultivated until noon, but still couldn't learn [Treading Shadow Steps]. On the contrary, two black clouds appeared in the sky, just like before, going against the wind, going against the direction of the white clouds, and converging straight towards him.