"ah!"
Even with Chen Yang's temperament, he couldn't react for a while and couldn't help but let out a scream.
The severe pain made his eyes go black and he almost fainted.
Ling'er stood on the shore, watching Chen Yang struggling in the spring water. Instead of worrying, she clapped her hands and laughed happily.
"Hehe, big brother, how is it, is it comfortable?"
"My sister said, this is called pain and happiness!"
Comfortable? Happy? Chen Yang really wanted to ask Ling'er how she could experience happiness from this inhuman torture.
He felt as if his body was being torn apart, every inch of his skin was wailing, and the severe pain made it almost impossible for him to breathe.
However, the rich spiritual energy contained in the spring water continued to flow into his body, repairing the millions of wounds torn by the sword energy.
This feeling is like someone is cutting his flesh with a knife, one cut at a time, while at the same time someone is using the best medicine to stop the bleeding and heal the wound.
The pain and pleasure intertwined together almost drove him crazy.
"Hold on, big brother, it will be fine soon!"
Ling'er's voice echoed in his ears like a devil's voice. Chen Yang really wanted to scold this girl, but the severe pain made him unable to even open his mouth.
He could only grit his teeth and persevere, circulating the weak true energy in his body, trying to guide the violent spiritual energy and try to use it for his own benefit.
As time passed, Chen Yang felt as if he had been to the gates of hell.
His body was torn apart and reassembled countless times by the sword energy, each time accompanied by severe pain, and each time made him feel worse than death.
But at the same time, he also clearly felt that his body was becoming stronger and stronger with repeated tempering, and the true energy in his body was becoming more pure and rich.
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, the sword energy in the spring water gradually subsided, and the tearing pain also dissipated.
Chen Yang lay powerlessly in the spring, gasping for breath.
Seriously, at that moment, he really felt like he was going to die.
If it weren’t for the faces of Bai Xuan’er and Luo Yunshang constantly flashing through his mind.
Thinking about the things he hadn't completed and the people he owed, a strong desire to survive erupted in his body. If he held on to his last breath, he might have really lost his soul now.
And under this torture, even his heart's blood and essence were not recovered by more than two drops.
"How about it, big brother, do you feel better now?"
Ling'er's voice came again. Chen Yang opened his eyes with difficulty and saw Ling'er looking at him with a smile, her eyes full of teasing.
"Comfortable as hell!"
Chen Yang cursed angrily and struggled to stand up from the spring.
He felt as if his body had been reforged and was full of strength. The injuries he had suffered in the secret realm had also healed.
"Hehe, big brother, you're so mean. I'm doing this for your own good."
Ling'er stuck out her tongue and said with a smile.
"Sister said that this spring water is a good thing. It can cleanse the essence and marrow and transform you into a new person!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Yang's mouth twitched unnoticeably.
Ling'er's words were indeed correct. After all, even his current body, after being soaked in this sword pool, not only recovered but also became stronger.
But it is undeniable that the image of Master Luo Yunshang in his mind has been slightly cracked.
When he saw Luo Yunshang's soul before, he always thought that the other party was the most classic swordsman.
He has a cold tongue and keeps people at a distance, but he dares to draw his sword to fight against injustice in the world.
And now... looking at the sword pool and thinking of Ling'er's words about pain and comfort just now, Chen Yang suddenly felt that he knew very little about his master.
"Big brother, what are you thinking about?" Ling'er tilted her head and looked at Chen Yang curiously.
Chen Yang came back to his senses, looked at Ling'er's innocent eyes, and couldn't help asking: "Ling'er, have you always been with Senior Luo Yunshang?"
When Ling'er heard Chen Yang's question, a thoughtful look appeared on her little face, as if she was trying hard to recall something.
After a long while, she said uncertainly, "I think so, right?"
"Then..." Chen Yang was about to ask something else, but he didn't know where to start.
You can't just ask directly if my master has any special hobbies in private, right?
As if she noticed Chen Yang's hesitation, Ling'er took the initiative to say, "Big brother, do you want to ask about my sister?"
Chen Yang touched his nose awkwardly and said nothing, which was considered as his agreement.
Seeing this, Ling'er suddenly smiled cunningly.
"Actually, my sister is a very nice person, she's just not good at expressing herself..."
Having said that, Ling'er suddenly lowered her voice, leaned close to Chen Yang's ear, and spoke mysteriously.
"Besides, my sister loves to see others being tortured to death!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Yang's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.
This... is this definitely talking about Luo Yunshang, and not some female devil?
Looking at Chen Yang's shocked expression, Ling'er seemed very satisfied with her masterpiece, and the smile on her face became a little more obvious.
"Big brother, don't disbelieve me, everything I said is true!"
"My sister, she looks cold on the surface, but she's actually very lively inside!"
"You don't know that when she was young, she was completely different from now!"
"I remember the nickname my peers gave my sister... I think it was called Mother Dragon?"
The corners of Chen Yang's mouth twitched involuntarily, and he didn't know what to say.
He suddenly began to regret why he asked this question.
What made Chen Yang even more helpless was that Ling'er did not let him rest because he was weak.
Instead, she sat cross-legged next to Chen Yang, her little mouth opening and closing as she told him about all the heroic deeds Luo Yunshang had done when she was alive.
For example, he hunted down a genius of the same generation for three days and three nights because of a joke.
He challenged dozens of heroes at the same time, beating them to their knees and calling out "Father"...
Although every word Ling'er said would make Chen Yang feel a little embarrassed.
However, as he listened, the severe pain that Chen Yang had originally suffered from forcibly practicing the martial arts was miraculously alleviated a lot.
This made him secretly amazed. Is there a way to heal wounds by listening to stories in this world?
I don’t know how long it took, but Ling’er finally said she was tired. She put her hands on her hips, her little face red like a ripe apple.
"How about it, big brother, my sister is awesome, right?"
She asked triumphantly, as if she had accomplished those earth-shattering feats herself.
Chen Yang came back to his senses and looked at Ling'er's expectant eyes. For a moment he didn't know what to say.
Should he say, your sister is so cruel that I am a little scared?
He coughed dryly and said perfunctorily, "Well, my master is indeed... different."
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