"I hope there’s a method of repair in the Celestial Doctor Inheritance core."
Though he said so, Su Changqing sighed inwardly.
Wu Yong’s injuries were too severe, no simple ’medical technique’ could heal them.
No matter how strong the medical technique, could it possibly create something from nothing?
Or graft the bloodstream roots of other living beings?
If that’s the case, then Wu Yong still has hope for a complete recovery, but such methods...
Are too terrifying.
Grafting the essence of life, stripping the bloodstream roots, breaking the genetic shackles of living beings...
Just the thought of it made Su Changqing shiver.
The end of medicine is always horrific.
To give the simplest example, if such secret techniques really exist, reproductive isolation would be rendered meaningless.
Fusion of genes between ants and elephants?
Offspring born of a dragon and a celestial roc?
If so, who knows how many monsters the world would spawn.
"It shouldn’t be like that."
"If the end of celestial medicine were like this, there wouldn’t be only one monster in the world, the Tianhuang."
But as Su Changqing thought of this, his expression suddenly froze.
Tianhuang...
Seems to have indeed been created by him!
Although it was a stroke of luck, when stripping the calamity of heaven, he indeed used celestial medicine techniques to succeed.
"Heavenly Dao repeatedly descended with destruction lightning tribulations, could it be because of this?"
Su Changqing glanced at the ’Celestial Doctor Inheritance’ in gestation and fell silent.
After a moment, he shook his head and temporarily took Wu Yong back into his inner world.
Nowadays, though his world cannot yet cultivate profound laws, it is already capable of normal survival.
Wu Yong inside it would be in no danger.
"This debt will be settled with you, Lingshan, someday!"
Su Changqing glanced at the distance, his eyes flashing coldly.
Having become enemies, there’s no reason for mercy.
Moreover, his ’path’ is to educate all beings and spread the dao across the world.
As long as all beings practice his ’dao,’ his understanding of laws will accelerate rapidly.
In this way, a confrontation with those major forces is almost destined.
"I’ll start with Lingshan!"
Su Changqing glanced at the cultivation techniques gestating inside the Jade Disc, his eyes gleaming.
This set of cultivation techniques, enough to overturn the world’s cultivation system, will be born shortly.
"First, handle the matters at hand..."
Pressing down his complex thoughts, Su Changqing’s gaze shifted toward the great hall deep within the imperial tomb.
That is where his battle’s endpoint lies, the last inheritance and fragments of laws, all waiting for him.
Thinking of this, Su Changqing didn’t delay, preparing to head there.
But suddenly...
Boom!
A terrifying pitch-black sword light shot skyward from the center of the distant great hall.
The entire hall instantly cracked with fissures, and the floating fragments of laws were forcefully grasped by a figure.
"Hahaha, Su Changqing, I await you here!"
Su Changqing’s expression slightly changed, fixing his gaze on the depths of the imperial tomb.
Upon seeing that figure, he couldn’t help but murmur aloud,
"Amir..."
He never thought that he’d be preempted before reaching the final gate.
And this person is a prodigy of the forbidden zone.
"When did he become so powerful?"
Su Changqing furrowed his brow.
Though the distance was far, Amir’s earlier sword strike somehow instilled a sense of danger in him.
"He is your opponent this time."
Xian softly chuckled from afar, "Seems Jue Xian is a step ahead of me."
Su Changqing suddenly understood.
He was wondering why Amir had suddenly become so strong; turns out he had the help of a sword spirit.
However, he soon furrowed his brow, puzzled, "This imperial tomb has been opened for only a few days."
"Amir made such progress in such a short time?"
His comprehension is strong, but even he doesn’t dare claim such rapid improvement in just a few days.
"Time is no issue for beings like us."
Xian heard this and smiled, "Broad changes to time flow are challenging."
"But if it’s just a small area, it’s not difficult for Jue Xian."
"Send a few secret techniques, then alter the time flow. Rapid advancement for Jue Xian’s chosen ones is nothing surprising."
Su Changqing suddenly had clarity, looking at Xian beside him, sighing inwardly.
The sword spirit is even more formidable than he imagined, even involved in the ways of space-time.
While he can also grasp space-time now, on the Cangyan Continent, he can slow time by at most threefold.
But considering the terrifying power of the sword spirit, they likely can control time changes over a hundredfold.
"Senior, what do you plan to teach me?"
Su Changqing looked at Xian, expectant and curious.
Since Jue Xian has personally intervened, Xian evidently won’t stand idly.
He doesn’t know what the stakes between the two are, but clearly Xian doesn’t intend to lose either.
To be taught personally by such a level of magnate is a rare opportunity.
"Teach what..."
Xian pondered for a moment before speaking:
"With your understanding of domain fusion and holding the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sword Seal, your combat strength is already formidable."
"Even stronger secret techniques aren’t feasible for your current state."
"That being said..."
He assessed Su Changqing, chuckling lightly:
"How about raising your Original Sword Body to another level?"
Su Changqing was elated upon hearing this, "My sword body can still transform again?"
Secret techniques and divine techniques—those things he will have the chance to obtain beyond the realms one day.
But the transformation of the sword body is an enhancement from the foundational level, not as simple as comprehending the dao.
Without great opportunity and immense fortune, the Original Sword Body is his limit.
If he could once again transform, his prodigy-level Original Sword Body would be equivalent to the physique of an emperor!
In this way, the help for Su Changqing would be far more precious than any secret technique.