Li Feng stared at the scar reappearing slowly while frowning.
He couldn’t help but think...rather than simply reappearing, it seed as if it kept slicing, like an invisible blade was stuck to her face.
At this point, the damage seem to had accumulated beyond what the recovery pill could heal, which was why the scar kept disappearing and reappearing like this.
"What is that...?"
Li Feng murmured, watching the strange scene.
Now that it had happened, he could finally sense that faint, sharp energy crawling beneath Jian Ruyi’s skin.
He couldn’t help but feel that he had sensed this kind of energy before.
Just then, Ning Jianli, who had been silently observing, murmured sothing after she also sense that strange energy.
"...Sword Intent?" she said softly.
The mont those words left her lips, the air in the cave seed to grow heavy.
Li Feng’s pupils contracted as he realized what that ant.
Sword Intent.
It wasn’t sword qi, nor so kind of spiritual residue from an attack.
It was... intent.
Sothing entirely different.
He closed his eyes and focused again, extending his spiritual sense more carefully this ti.
Beneath Jian Ruyi’s pale skin, sothing thin and razor-sharp slithered like a thread of light.
It wasn’t visible to the naked eye, yet it felt painfully real....cold, decisive, and rciless.
It wasn’t cutting her flesh directly.
It was cutting the concept of her recovery.
Every ti the dicinal power of the recovery pill gathered to nd the wound, that invisible intent would flicker... and slice it apart.
That was why the scar kept reappearing.
Not because her body couldn’t heal.
But because sothing refused to let it.
Li Feng’s expression darkened.
"This isn’t ordinary Sword Intent," he muttered. Even just by sensing it, he could tell how sharp it was.
Ning Jianli’s fingers tightened slightly around her sleeve.
"Only soone who has comprehended intent to a very high degree could leave it behind like this... and let it linger."
Li Feng fell silent, deep in thought.
Seeing the moving wound, he couldn’t imagine the pain this woman must be enduring.
It was like a razor-sharp blade peeling at her flesh..... not just one, but countless blades.
Li Feng couldn’t help but feel a surge of anger at soone being so vicious toward his favorite sect disciple.
With a sneer and a flick of his wrist, three jade bottles appeared in his palm.
Their surfaces were smooth and faintly warm, the dicinal fragrance inside so dense it almost condensed into mist.
And this ti, it was a Flawless-grade Rank 2 Recovery Pill... and not just a recovery pill, but also a pain-numbing pill and a cleansing pill.
He refused to believe his wealth couldn’t suppress a re leftover intent.
A thick, pure dicinal aura poured out, far more refined than the one he had used earlier.
There was no turbidity, no violent surge of energy , only smooth overwhelming vitality.
He didn’t hesitate.
He took each pill into his mouth before feeding it to Jian Ruyi.
He even guided the essence directly into her wound with controlled spiritual qi.
The effect was imdiate.
The torn flesh began knitting together at visible speed, skin regrowing like spring grass after rain.
But then—
That thread of Sword Intent stirred.
A faint, nearly imperceptible tremor rippled beneath her skin.
Slice.
The newly ford flesh split open again.
This ti, however, it wasn’t as clean.
The blade-like intent t resistance, being overwheld by the pure vitality brought by the flawless-grade pills.
And Li Feng didn’t stop.
He placed his hand on her chest and began guiding the dicinal energy alongside his own qi to help clear the way.
The Sword Intent seed to realize sothing was trying to erase it, and it began to flare.
Right now,
Three different dicinal forces collided inside her at once.
The recovery pill helped regenerate.
The cleansing pill helped isolate and remove.
The pain-numbing pill helped stabilize her.
And the Sword Intent reacted violently at this combination.
It flickered like a furious blade trapped in a storm.
Slice!
It cut again but the flesh regenerated instantly.
Slice!
The wound split and closed just as fast.
Back and forth.
Faster and faster.
The cave filled with dense dicinal fragrance.
Spiritual qi churned violently around Li Feng’s arm as he increased output, veins faintly visible beneath his skin.
He wasn’t simply healing anymore.
He was smothering it.
"You want to cut?" he said coldly, voice low and arrogant.
"Then cut through this."
The cleansing energy began wrapping around the thread of intent, peeling it away from the surrounding ridians.
It was no longer embedded cleanly .... it was being isolated.
For the first ti—
The Sword Intent wavered.
Not weakened, but pressured.
Soon, Li Feng’s spiritual qi locked onto it completely.
Now that his qi managed to trap it, its nature beca clearer.
He could sense that it was sharp and dominating, filled with an unyielding will, as if it were above heaven itself.
’Such arrogance... Whoever the owner is is probably even more arrogant than .’
Li Feng sneered as he focused on completely removing the Sword Intent.
If it weren’t for the fact that he had to remain careful not to damage Jian Ruyi from within, he believed his own powerful qi could easily pull it out.
Ning Jianli watched the scene in silence.
She knew that a hidden battle far from the eye was occurring inside Jian Ruyi’s body, so she didn’t want to interrupt Li Feng’s focus.
Inside Jian Ruyi’s body,
The dicinal forces intensified, overwhelming the Sword Intent.
The Recovery Pill flooded the wound relentlessly, while the Cleansing Pill tightened like invisible chains around the Sword Intent.
Sensing its impending demise,
The Sword Intent lashed out one final ti—
Slash!
Shing!
A violent backlash, appearing as a red slash, surged through Li Feng’s arm like a flash of light.
Crack!
A thin line of blood appeared across his palm, and the force of the strike cut at the rocky ceiling, sending shards of stone flying as a fierce wind tore through the cave.
Spurt!
...and a thin, precise line appeared on his neck as blood slowly trickling out.
"Senior Brother!"
Ning Jianli cried out, panic in her voice.
But Li Feng didn’t reply.
He calmly looked at his hand, at the tiny wound, which had already healed instantly.
Inside, he was a bit amazed.
He had never encountered anyone with Sword Intent before, and he hadn’t expected the lingering Sword Intent could even attack.
Judging by that last strike in its struggle, if it hadn’t been Li Feng healing Jian Ruyi...
The other disciple might have been seriously injured.....or even killed by that sudden strike.
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