"You don't plan to use this Buddhist Treasure Sword as a kitchen knife, do you? Isn't that kind of unprofessional?"

He squinted his eyes.

If the baldies in the Metaverse find out, they might just explode from data overflow.

"It's quite professional. Haven't you heard the tale of the Buddha feeding an eagle with his flesh?"

Ouyegan asked.

"Is this the sword Buddha used to cut his own flesh?"

Liu Zheng asked with respect.

The Buddha is someone who can be compared to the Three Pure Ones. If it's the sword used to cut his flesh, its rank wouldn't be lower than the Five Directions Banner.

"No, it's just a sword cast by later generations."

Ouyegan shook his head.

"Oh."

Liu Zheng pouted, thinking he was going to witness something extraordinary today.

"Although this sword is not the one used by the Buddha, it has unique powers. It can cut desires and resolve karma."

Ouyegan explained.

"Excuse me, I don't understand."

He raised a tentacle.

"Aren't you a Black Mountain Goat Cub hybrid? Using this sword can cut out a part of the Black Mountain Goat Cub bloodline within you, and it can also sever the murderous aura sealed in your tentacles."

Ouyegan had to simplify his explanation.

"Such a good deal. Go ahead. Don't hold back just because I'm an outstanding youth, cut as much as you can."

Liu Zheng closed his eyes and said.

He was worried that after merging with Dark Algae, the Black Mountain Goat Cub bloodline concentration would be too high. This was really like a pillow being brought just as he was about to sleep.

"Aren't you afraid I'll cut too much?"

Ouyegan asked with a playful smile.

"Isn't that even better? Who would choose to be an animal if they could be human?"

Liu Zheng said nonchalantly.

If Ouyegan could indeed cut out all of his Black Mountain Goat Cub bloodline, he would make arrangements for the future and then go for a big score in the instance.

As for who would be the lucky one to face him?

Hmm, let the dice decide at that time.

"No wonder you soared to fame in such a short time. You do have something special. Don't worry, even if you wanted more cuts, I wouldn't oblige."

Ouyegan said.

The Black Mountain Goat Cub bloodline is too dark and gloomy; having too much isn't good.

"Extend your tentacles."

Ouyegan commanded.

"Alright."

Liu Zheng complied.

A flash of sword light, and all four tentacles fell, yet he felt no pain.

"Due to no attainment, Bodhisattva, abiding in profound wisdom, is free from delusion. Because of no delusion, there is no fear. He surpasses erroneous dreams and attains ultimate nirvana..."

In the unseen realm, the sound of monks chanting filled his ears, making him feel immensely relaxed.

"That feels good. Would you mind cutting me a few more times?"

Liu Zheng cheerfully asked.

"Haha, take a look at this sword."

Ouyegan held the Seven Treasures Wisdom Sword up to him.

He didn't mind and stretched his neck to look closely, noticing many nicks on the blade.

"The Buddha Treasure has been contaminated into a wicked weapon. If I continue, it might actually harm your divine soul and mind. Are you sure you want me to cut you again?"

Ouyegan sneered.

"In that case, let it get some rest."

Liu Zheng promptly backed down.

Flesh can grow back easily, but damage to the spirit isn't so easy to recover. He still had a skill that relied on his Spiritual Attribute.

"You gain an advantage and still act cheeky. After cutting you once, I have to spend half a month re-nurturing it."

Ouyegan rolled his eyes at him and looked at the tentacles on the ground.

Still writhing vigorously, as if alive.

Ouyegan just took a glance and felt his hairs standing on end, as if a supreme wicked weapon was about to be born.

"This kid's bloodline is so sinister, and the murderous aura, just how many has he killed to have it so intense?"

He was secretly alarmed.

"Should I pick it up?"

Just then, Liu Zheng asked.

"No, if you pick it up, there might be complications."

Ouyegan looked at the tentacles and hesitated.

Given the situation, even if he picked them up with Sword Qi, it could still get contaminated.

"Then let's just shovel it up."

Liu Zheng took out the sawtoothed butcher knife.

The wide blade could double as a shovel.

"Huh? This knife has the same aura as these tentacles."

Ouyegan exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh, this knife is called 'Spirit of Self-Consumption'. Its special effect is to devour the user's flesh to enhance Attack Power."

He explained.

"I see, marvelous, marvelous indeed. This knife is perfect for a base material."

Ouyegan's eyes sparkled as he looked at the butcher knife.

Liu Zheng felt, perhaps it was an illusion, that the butcher knife seemed to tremble slightly.

"Put the tentacles on the grinder first."

Ouyegan said after calming down.

"Alrighty."

He used the butcher knife to scoop the tentacles one by one, placing them onto the meat grinder.

"You push the grinder."

Ouyegan commanded again.

"You cut my tentacles and now want me to grind them into paste myself. Are you a swordsmith or a streetlamp vendor?"

He said, speechless.

Converting original materials into their final form shouldn't be done like this, after all.

"You don't have to push it, but if the knife's quality drops because of that, don't blame my lack of skill."

Ouyegan said.

The flesh, materials, and base billet all come from Liu Zheng, so this knife suits him best.

Of course, Ouyegan could also choose not to sell it and keep it for himself.

"Alright, alright, I'll push it, I'll push it, okay?"

Seeing how he said that, Liu Zheng had no choice but to become his own grindstone.

This bloody big grindstone didn't look large, but pulling it was really strenuous. Even with his current attributes, he had to give it his all to barely move it.

By the time he had ground all the tentacles into blood slurry, he was already drenched in sweat, and his eyes were glazed over.

"You haven't practiced any magic techniques?"

Ouyegan was genuinely shocked.

This bloody big grindstone was actually a cultivation magic treasure. Whether for training martial arts or practicing qi, as long as you possess extraordinary power, using it becomes much simpler.

"Even if someone wants to teach me, I'd need the time to learn."

Liu Zheng self-mockingly said.

Those willing to teach him were either inhumanly skilled or impossible to learn from. He finally got hold of a book on the Breathing Technique but couldn't understand it, so he could only leverage the system's power to turn it into passive skills.

"Hmm..."

Ouyegan nodded, deep in thought.

"Finished?"

Liu Zheng took a breath and asked.

"Finished, you can go."

Ouyegan replied indifferently.

"Aren't you going to see me out?"

He tentatively asked.

"See you out? I haven't even locked the door. I still have to integrate the essence and materials of the blood and flesh, I have no time for you, just go."

Ouyegan waved his hand impatiently.

"Truly using people when needed and discarding them afterward. Sigh~"

Liu Zheng feigned a sigh and walked out of the small workshop.

"Is the young master well?"

Ouyelong's voice suddenly sounded.

"I was well until you frightened me a bit."

He replied in a peeved tone.

"Haha!"

Ouyelong laughed heartily.

Her laughter was bold, with a touch of a heroine's spirit.

"What are you laughing at? Stop laughing, or I'll take your braids apart and glue them back with 502 glue."

Liu Zheng said fiercely.

"Who would have thought the young master is such a villain, making Rong Er quite afraid."

Ouyelong feigned fear.

"Afraid, huh? If you're afraid, serve me well and send me off nicely, or you'll suffer."

He said arrogantly.

"Yes, yes, young master, this way please."

Ouyelong acted respectfully.

"Not bad, at least you have some sense."

Liu Zheng swaggered towards the door.

"Did father just use the Seven Treasures Wisdom Sword to strike at you?"

Ouyelong suddenly asked.

"Yes, how did you know?"

"I've been suppressing internal Sword Qi with various weapons since childhood, so I can sense any weapon in the workshop."

Ouyelong replied.

"That impressive. Can you do that thing?"

He asked curiously.

"Which thing is the young master referring to?"

"The one where you call out, and those weapons come flying over, what's it called again?"

Liu Zheng racked his brains but couldn't remember.

"Outer Heaven Flying Immortal?"

"No, no, Outer Heaven Flying Immortal is just one sword."

He shook his head.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect?"

"No, that's Sword Qi."

He continued shaking his head.

"Then I must plead ignorance."

Ouyelong confessed she couldn't help.

"No problem, just saying. Oh, wait, I remembered."

Liu Zheng's mind suddenly sparked.

"What is it?"

Ouyelong was also a bit curious.

"I won't say, it's bad luck. Anyway, if you venture into the realm of Jianghu, you must cut more and talk less, especially avoid preaching about principles you can't live by, or you'll end up with a black mark on your history."

He advised earnestly.

"Oh."

Faced with his thoughtless advice, Ouyelong nodded in semi-understanding.

"I'm leaving. Uh, weren't you supposed to not see me off?"

Liu Zheng suddenly looked behind her.

"Father?"

Ouyelong turned around to find nothing behind her.

Suddenly, her hair was tugged and a few strands drifted in front of her eyes.

When she turned back, the person was already gone.

"Hehehe!!!"

Liu Zheng's villainous laughter came from outside the door.