"You should be able to feel it; I’ve severed its ’thought’, so it doesn’t sense that it’s being bled."
Lin Guang spoke while waiting for a mont for the bleeding to stop before continuing his work.
Chelina herself had practiced swordsmanship for many years, and her control was strong. She lightly held Lin Guang’s right hand, not interfering with his movents.
He raised the knife and brought it down, the silver light flickering continuously in the air, gutting the naive pufferfish. Then, he removed the poisonous organs and sliced the at into thin slices, leaving only an oblivious head that continued to breathe in and out.
As for handling an ordinary pufferfish, as long as the at isn’t contaminated with toxins, it doesn’t matter how the head is dealt with.
But not this naive pufferfish.
Its body and brain are mysteriously linked by so chanism. There’s no shortcut; before finishing with the brain, the at will start to be contaminated by Ether brought on by the trait if it moves more than a ter away from the body. This is why it’s crucial to deal with the [Posthumous Thought] trait.
But after only a few seconds of pause, Lin Guang struck again.
With Chelina gently holding his right hand, he wielded the blade, which shimred with inexplicable silver light, inserting it below the fish gill and piercing its brain with precision.
At that mont, the naive pufferfish’s at seed to be freed from so restraint, emitting a sowhat dazzling brilliance.
When the light dissipated, the slices of fish at beca crystal clear, glistening with a jelly-like translucent sheen.
This is the naive pufferfish sashimi, completely free from the influence of the Posthumous Thought!
If Miaomiao was present, she would definitely say that this sashimi resembles "The Crimson Sea Bream Continental Map" from a certain gourt animation.
Placing the short knife on the lab table, Lin Guang carefully gathered the sliced naive pufferfish sashimi and stored it in his storage ring. He also put the pufferfish’s poisonous viscera and skull into a specially made bag, finally turning on the tap to wash away the bloodstains on the lab table. He turned back to Chelina: "How do you feel?"
"..."
Chelina closed her eyes, seemingly savoring that feeling from monts ago.
After over ten seconds, she opened her eyes: "It seems, I ’see’ that light more clearly than before."
"And the movents?"
"The movents aren’t difficult."
"That’s good then."
Lin Guang nodded, suddenly reaching out to take another naive pufferfish from the tank and placed it on the lab table.
"So, do you want to try?"
Chelina was slightly surprised: "Now?"
"What’s wrong with now?"
"But with now..."
Looking at Lin Guang’s face, Chelina hesitated and then spoke the truth: "It is precisely because I slightly understood so of the details when you used your Spiritual Power, that I realized this saber technique’s complexity and intricacy exceeds my imagination."
"That light, it actually does not relate much to the movents, but rather aims to cleave out sothing... sothing like an edge?"
"The slaughtering actions can be replicated, but in this aspect, I do not know where to start... no, if it wasn’t for the contract link, normally it would be very difficult for to even understand."
"You know, my Ether control is not strong." She slightly lowered her eyes, looking at the naive pufferfish on the lab table, and softly said, "Even if I exhaust all these ingredients, perhaps it still..."
"What does it matter?"
With her slightly surprised gaze, Lin Guang, showing no surprise, smiled and said: "I certainly know that replicating such a saber technique is very hard."
Within his words, there is a serene pride in his deanor as a young man: "This is a mighty Secret Technique directly poured into my Sea of Spirit from the Otherworld. Normally, learning from scratch, even for soone with an average Spirit Master Level spiritual power like at the early Five-Star stage, without years of diligent practice, it’s impossible to use it the way I do."
"Otherwise, I would have long taught the Samadhi True Fire technique to Vishdair. Why must I exhaust myself every ti to use it myself?"
"And you will..."
Lin Guang, looking into her eyes, suddenly interrupted: "How could I have you replicate it alone?"
"You holding the knife doesn’t an I’ll let go."
It seed to refer to holding the knife, yet appeared to be talking about sothing else.
"..."
"Okay."
After hesitating for a mont, the young lady finally nodded and took a hair tie from her maid uniform’s pocket. With delicate hands, she lifted her red-black hair, tying a brisk, neat high ponytail for herself.
Lin Guang also took two small steps back, clearing the lab table for Chelina.
She stepped forward to take the short knife, while the young man also moved behind her, imdiately extending his left hand to encircle her slender, soft waist, while his right hand gently held Chelina’s right hand as she just did.
In this way, the whole person was pressed closely behind her.
Feeling the youthful, evenly-built fra closely pressed behind her and the breathing coming from the side of her neck, Chelina’s eyes slightly widened, her exquisite amber eyes showing a hint of surprise, and her gray-black wolf ears couldn’t help but twitch a little.
Lin Guang usually behaved properly and wasn’t the kind to make such slightly aggressive moves. It generally required her and Vishdair to take the initiative; otherwise, he’d act like a block of wood.
Why is today different...
With the Lupus Race’s sharp sense of sll, Lin Guang’s distinct, refreshing scent that she couldn’t help but indulge in filled her breath again.
In fact, there was sothing Lin Guang didn’t know, as Chelina always got up earliest every day.
That is...
The Heart of Terra, for her, was quite intense.
For the first two months, every morning upon waking, she couldn’t help but quietly sniff around him.
But over the past month, because of her conscious restraint and suppression, she had managed to stop this habit, even resisting it while sleeping at night, turning her head to the other side.
With her prolonged suppression, now that she could clearly sll that scent again, Chelina’s senses seed magnified.
His body temperature, the slight rise and fall of his chest due to breathing behind her, the rhythm of his heartbeat, and the few calluses on the back of the youth’s hand pressing against her finger bones and the back of her hand.
And... the slight rise in front sowhere.
Everything was keenly perceived.
Furthermore, for the Lupus Race, her waist was relatively more sensitive compared to other body parts, second only to the feet and critical areas. And now being held there so firmly only made her more flustered.
It wasn’t until Lin Guang called her na for the second ti that Chelina ca back to her senses, gently stifling the urge to take a deep breath, dismissing stray thoughts from her mind.
"I’m ready."
The young man behind her did not rush, but continued to remind: "Feel my will."
The girl’s eyes slightly narrowed.
In that instant, the Heart of Terra was silently activated, the familiar sense of safety and stability, accompanied by an incredibly sharp "feeling," conveyed through the Equal Contract as a bridge from Lin Guang into her body.
This "feeling," at this mont, was no longer about handling ingredients but was specifically instilled into her heart, making it naturally clearer and more stable than when Lin Guang wielded the knife himself earlier.
Descended from the Texas Clan, known in both Columbia and Syracuse, renowned and strong in swordsmanship, she, despite crossing over to the Blue Star at just twenty-two, had been cultivated as the family heir, had naturally seen nurous swordsmanship masters, and herself had considerable swordsmanship skills.
But...
This saber technique, or rather sword technique, was utterly different from any swordsmanship she had learned or seen before; it hardly seed to be in the sa category.
It didn’t require specific movents as its carrier; all it needed was for your heart to keep up.
Then, just let your heart guide you.
At this mont, a sudden urge to unsheathe her sword arose in her chest.
In an instant, Chelina’s eyes saw nothing else, focusing solely on the naive pufferfish, swinging the short knife in her hand.
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