For Shen Yinshuo, language wasn’t a significant issue.
But for Yun Ji, communication was crucial.
In this Death Row Prison filled with bloodshed, death, and darkness, only by talking to others could she confirm that she hadn’t gone mad or died.
Hearing Shen Yinshuo’s voice, her eyes briefly stung with emotion before she quickly curved them into a smile. Even with her swollen face still stiff, she managed to stretch it into a wide grin.
Wonderful!
She was still alive and well today!
Shen Yinshuo noticed Yun Ji secretly delighting again and had no idea what she was so happy about.
But when it came to Yun Ji, he forcibly suppressed his impatience and mustered all his patience to say:
“The only problem now is that you won’t live much longer.”
Yun Ji looked at him blankly.
She knew she had been sentenced to death and would be taken out to face heavenly punishment, but did Shen Yinshuo have to keep repeating it?
How heart-wrenching!
Ignoring her accusatory gaze, Shen Yinshuo explained seriously, “The poison in your body is still present, which is why your skin is bruised and swollen. Forget three months—it would be a miracle if you survived one. In fact, you should have already lost your life.”
Yun Ji clicked her tongue dryly, her expression slightly guilty.
How could she explain that the original owner had long since passed, and she was just a transmigrator?
Shen Yinshuo continued, “But miracles don’t happen twice. Your condition is critical now; you could succumb to the poison at any moment. To survive, you have only two options: take an antidote or practice the Swordplay Cultivation Method.
“Taking an antidote is impossible—whoever poisoned you likely only wanted you dead. But practicing the Swordplay Cultivation Method can temporarily—”
“Awoo!”
[I’ll do it! I’ll practice the Swordplay Cultivation Method!]
Before Shen Yinshuo could finish, Yun Ji had already made her decision.
Her decisiveness took him aback, and soon a faint smile appeared on his face:
“Good, I’ll teach you.”
True to his name, Shen Yinshuo carried an aura about him. Even with dried bloodstains on his face, his smile was as radiant as the bright moon—graceful, composed, and glowing.
A beauty!
Yun Ji gave a mental thumbs-up.
This was exactly what a transmigrator like her deserved to see!
Seeing Shen Yinshuo in a good mood, she seized the opportunity to ask:
[But what is a Swordplay Technique?]
Shen Yinshuo’s smile froze instantly.
How could someone with such an exceptional Sword Bone not know what a Swordplay Technique was?!
What a waste of talent!
His expression darkened abruptly, his hostility surging uncontrollably.
Yun Ji immediately retreated to reassemble the severed head.
The head had been chopped into many pieces, and reassembling it would take considerable time. Time was precious and shouldn’t be wasted.
From a distance, Shen Yinshuo explained what a Swordplay Technique was:
“The Swordplay Technique is the foundation of a Sword cultivator. A true Sword cultivator must walk the line between life and death, unite with their sword, possess unwavering resolve, uphold integrity and resilience, and face courage without retreat…”
Yun Ji let out an “awoo”:
[So it’s about being an upright, good person.]
Shen Yinshuo responded, “I didn’t say you have to be good. Just remember to unite with your sword—the rest is all lies.”
Yun Ji: ?
Alright, being a villain was fine too.
She wasn’t picky.
Shen Yinshuo said, “I’ll first teach you Meditative Qi Cultivation. Once you step into the threshold of being a Sword cultivator, the Swordplay Technique will naturally arise in your heart. After that, you’ll only need to cultivate your mind, firmly remember to unite with your sword, stabilize your cultivation, practice diligently, and increase your power.”
Yun Ji nodded vigorously.
She figured Shen Yinshuo must be her golden finger in this transmigration.
Isn’t the current plot similar to those martial arts novels where the protagonist falls off a cliff, meets an old master with profound cultivation, who immediately recognizes the protagonist’s extraordinary talent and imparts all their lifelong knowledge?
Right now, she was that protagonist!
Yun Ji began Meditative Qi Cultivation under Shen Yinshuo’s guidance.
Just as Shen Yinshuo had described, during her meditation she vaguely sensed the damp, humid air around her and the faint, almost imperceptible traces of spiritual energy.
“All things in this world possess spiritual energy. Although this place is heavily restricted, being located beneath the sea, the spiritual energy still… What are you doing!”
How could Yun Ji start assembling human flesh while meditating!
“Ao ao!”
[Just a few more pieces of flesh and these two arms will be complete! Don’t worry Shuo Shuo, I can assemble human anatomical diagrams without interrupting my meditation!]
Yun Ji was full of confidence.
Shen Yinshuo felt darkness cloud his vision.
Who was this Shuo Shuo!
And how could divided attention lead to great achievements!
“Call me Master!” he roared.
Yun Ji readily complied: [Shuo Shuo Master!]
Shen Yinshuo fell silent.
His sarcastic retorts had reached the tip of his tongue, but he forcibly swallowed them back.
Yun Ji was the most promising seedling he had ever encountered.
Faced with such natural talent that surpassed even his own, he couldn’t bring himself to speak harshly to her.
Instead, he shifted targets, glancing sideways at the head and saying:
“Even if you manage to assemble his body, what good would it do? This useless head isn’t worth your attention. Chopping it up to feed pigs would be too troublesome – it might even damage their teeth.”
Yun Ji immediately straightened her face: “Ao wu wu ao ao!”
[Don’t talk about my conversation buddy like that! He’s the first person in this world willing to chat with me, who even defended me and helped me curse at others!Even if his cursing lacked any real lethality.
The head had just awakened to hear these words.
The brand left by Feng Liansu had damaged his soul, and healing it had taken some time.
His mind was still somewhat muddled.
But Yun Ji’s voice clearly reached his ears.
When he opened his eyes, he saw Yun Ji holding his reassembled hand while arguing with Shen Yinshuo.
Yun Ji: [Look at this hand! This arm! How perfectly I’ve assembled them, with smooth skin and elegant appearance – truly the king among hands!]
Shen Yinshuo: “A toad wearing human skin.”
The head immediately exploded with rage.
He glared in Shen Yinshuo’s direction and roared: “You who’s nailed to the wall, who are you calling a toad! I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you! I’ll have you dismembered by five horses!”
Shen Yinshuo: “Heh heh.”
The head was so angry his hair practically stood on end!
Just as he was about to unleash more curses, his vision suddenly shifted as his entire head was scooped into Yun Ji’s embrace.
Yun Ji’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she lowered her head and rubbed against the head, as if she had found a long-lost kitten:
[Head, you’re awake]
All of the head’s words got stuck in his non-existent throat.
His face and ears flushed crimson almost instantly, and he shouted in flustered fury: “I’ll kill you, I’ll kill you! You damned woman, utterly improper, put me down!”
Yun Ji had never listened to him before, and she certainly wouldn’t start now.
If she wanted to hold him, she would – it wasn’t her fault he couldn’t break free himself.
She even dared to grin: [No!]
The head was so angry that vein marks popped up all over.
Even the two hands Yun Ji had just assembled began slapping the ground in rage.
Then both Yun Ji and the head froze in surprise.
Yun Ji hadn’t expected the head’s hands to actually move independently!
The head hadn’t expected Yun Ji to actually reassemble his hands!
“You pieced it together?” The head asked incredulously, “Why?”
After being cut by a thousand knives, he never imagined he would one day see his own hand again.
Yun Ji was still staring in shock at the hand scurrying on the ground and casually replied:
“No particular reason. I just thought you’d be happier if I put your body back together.”