A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World - Chapter 250: Sword Intent.
Chapter 250: Chapter 250: Sword Intent.
Li Feng stared at the scar reappearing slowly while frowning.
He couldn’t help but think…rather than simply reappearing, it seemed 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 something after she also sense that strange energy.
“…Sword Intent?” she said softly.
The moment those words left her lips, the air in the cave seemed to grow heavy.
Li Feng’s pupils contracted as he realized what that meant.
Sword Intent.
It wasn’t sword qi, nor some kind of spiritual residue from an attack.
It was… intent.
Something entirely different.
He closed his eyes and focused again, extending his spiritual sense more carefully this time.
Beneath Jian Ruyi’s pale skin, something 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 merciless.
It wasn’t cutting her flesh directly.
It was cutting the concept of her recovery.
Every time the medicinal power of the recovery pill gathered to mend 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 something 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 someone 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 someone 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 medicinal fragrance inside so dense it almost condensed into mist.
And this time, 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 mere leftover intent.
A thick, pure medicinal 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 immediate.
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 formed flesh split open again.
This time, however, it wasn’t as clean.
The blade-like intent met resistance, being overwhelmed 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 medicinal energy alongside his own qi to help clear the way.
The Sword Intent seemed to realize something was trying to erase it, and it began to flare.
Right now,
Three different medicinal 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 medicinal 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 meridians.
It was no longer embedded cleanly …. it was being isolated.
For the first time—
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 became 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 me.’
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 medicinal 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 time—
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.
