Threatening me with my own liver?

Have you lost all humanity?

The supervisory envoy was seething with anger.

But under the current circumstances, he could only let the other party act as they wished, at worst, the other party drew too much power.

He was prepared to risk his life, to perish together with the other party if necessary.

Form replenishes form.

Cultivating with spiritual energy was akin to drinking water; cultivating with spirit stones was like eating grass; cultivating using cultivators was like consuming meat...

In just a short time, Duge's realm began to climb steadily. The spiritual power he had transferred to Dan Cong was quickly replenished, reaching the peak of Divinity Transformation, initial stage of Void Refinement, mid-stage of Void Refinement...

Finally.

Duge's cultivation level settled at the mid-stage of Void Refinement and stopped.

The flow of spiritual power between the two ceased.

The expression on the supervisory envoy's face changed from astonishment to shock: "You... you just... just like that, you've broken through to the Void Refinement Realm..."

"Thanks to your help," Duge said with a smile.

"Is this how you achieved your realm?" the supervisory envoy asked.

"More or less! The Medical Immortal Sect established a Spirit Power Mutual Aid Alliance, where the spiritual power of every cultivator who joins the alliance is averaged out with each other," Duge explained with a smile, "Supervisory envoy, if you join, and someday find someone with a higher cultivation level than you, the spiritual power you lost today will be replenished for you."

"Is this a cultivation technique?" the supervisory envoy asked in astonishment, "The Medical Immortal Sect developed such a wicked technique?"

"How can you call it wicked?" Duge gave him a look, "This is equality for all beings, a blessing for all the cultivators with poor talent who are struggling with their cultivation, a fair technique, okay?

So, are you willing to join us? Join us, and we'll reattach your limbs and liver for free, but on the condition that once you recover, you must bring in someone with greater power than you to join us too, and we'll all share their power..."

...

Dan Cong's eyes widened. It wasn't about destruction or dismantling; neither of these keywords seemed to have the effect of siphoning others' power. What then was his keyword?

Equality?

But what kind of advanced skill derived from a keyword of equality could possibly counteract his skill?

"Impossible, this old man will not do such wicked deeds. Such demon cultivation arts will be rejected by everyone once they are known, and you will become enemies of all," the supervisory envoy said, "Then, however much spiritual power you have obtained, you will ultimately be unable to keep it; you are playing with fire."

"If you don't speak of it, and I don't speak of it, how would anyone else possibly know?" Duge said, "Before today, if I hadn't told you, would you have known that the Medical Immortal Sect has such a technique? Don't you want to recover the spiritual energy you lost for no reason? Are you content to stay in the Supervisory Academy as a mere supervisory envoy?"

...

The supervisory envoy's eyebrows trembled slightly, and he cut off Duge, asking, "If I don't join your alliance, will I die?"

"Why do you always misconstrue our intentions?" Duge looked curiously at the supervisory envoy, "The Medical Immortal Sect only saves lives; we don't take them. We won't kill you if you refuse, but we will surely find a way to make you agree. To speak frankly, so far, not a single person has been able to refuse our invitation. Actually, many from your Supervisory Academy are part of our alliance too. I'll introduce them to you later..."

The supervisory envoy twitched at the corner of his mouth, looking at Duge and suddenly unsure of what to say.

Sigh!

Dan Cong silently sighed, feeling once again the uncertainty of his future.

Wang Chong had revealed such a secret in front of him; he likely wouldn't allow him to leave.

Fortunately, he had written quite a few poems earlier; their attributes would continue to grow as the poems spread.

He made up his mind in secret.

Stay alive!

As long as he lived, there were chances.

...

Now on par with the supervisory envoy's cultivation level and bolstered by his realm, Duge no longer feared him. Like plucking feathers in passing, he took away the leg he held in his hand, and carelessly stuffed the liver back to its owner, Duge said, "Let's go!"

"Where to?" two voices asked simultaneously.

"To the Medical Immortal Sect, of course!" Duge said, "We need to reattach all these scattered pieces of yours."

Duge reached out, rolling up the scattered limbs on the ground with the supervisory envoy's clothes he had stripped off earlier, and flew into the sky on his sword.

He had wanted to fly through the air like the supervisory envoy, but upon trying, he found it quite strenuous, nowhere near as easy as swordsmanship.

The supervisory envoy must've been using a special cultivation technique. Duge thought, he would ask him about it when he performed surgery... On that note, he should learn how to perform surgery himself.

Harvest on the spot, sew up on the spot.

No need to return to the Medical Immortal Valley, it could simplify a lot of steps, he couldn't expect his senior and junior brothers to handle everything...

The supervisory envoy, using spiritual energy, dressed himself with the clothes that Duge had removed, and protectively held his liver with his remaining hand as he flew into the air, following Duge.

"If you guys leave, what about me?" Dan Cong asked, hopping on one foot.

Duge looked down and said with a smile to the supervisory envoy: "Please take him with you."

Dan Cong didn't know any cultivation techniques, and his spiritual power would continually leak if Duge held onto him; better to leave him to his own people.

The supervisory envoy glanced down at Dan Cong with impatience, then summoned his spiritual energy to lift Dan Cong into the air and dragged him aloft.

Having reached the Void Refinement Realm, his manipulation and use of spiritual energy became more adept. Without understanding the ins and outs, it really looked almost like Immortal Technique.

Duge watched how the supervisory envoy was carrying someone, and was slightly stunned, reinforcing his resolve to ask about the technique on the operating table.