What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

In the ward, two nurses were gently changing his IV drip bottle.

Everything seemed to be in good order.

I didn't go in to disturb him; I just stood outside the window and watched quietly for a while.

After confirming that Li Qing was indeed safe and that his condition was slowly stabilizing, I turned and left the hospital.

Around 2 PM, I returned to Tingyuxuan again.

After a morning of complete relaxation, my mental state has returned to its best.

Now, it's time to get down to business.

I returned to my bedroom, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed my eyes, formed a simple mudra with my hands, and began a deep meditation to regulate my breathing.

As my breathing gradually became longer and more even, the rotation speed of the dantian within my lower abdomen began to accelerate.

As the evil pill rotated, a stream of evil energy began to flow slowly through my meridians along a specific route.

The malevolent energy within me has long since been transformed after receiving the gifts of Core Formation and the remnant soul of the dragon.

It is no longer that pure, deathly black.

Instead, it retains that mercury-like texture, interspersed with a warm, jade-like luster and a barely perceptible golden sheen.

When this evil energy flowed through the meridians of my left arm, I could clearly feel that the muscle fibers and blood vessels there were greedily absorbing the energy from the evil energy.

He was repairing the minor, hidden injuries left from the previous series of battles.

Time flew by during meditation.

When I opened my eyes again, it was completely dark outside the window.

As the city lights begin to twinkle, the nightlife in Wuhan is just starting.

I exhaled a long breath of stale air, feeling the malevolent energy within my body had increased even further.

That feeling of abundant power returned to my limbs and bones once again.

However, besides meditation, I have another important thing to do tonight.

I reached up and touched my forehead.

Previously in southern Xinjiang, in order to find Li Qing's whereabouts in the miasma forest, I used "Aura Observation" many times, which consumed a lot of cool aura.

Moreover, the suture technique on my left arm has proven to be very stable after such a long period of testing.

There are no hidden risks.

Based on my grandfather's reminder in the dream and my own deductions, it's time to prepare to start the next stage of the Self-Sewing Technique.

If I can successfully sew up all four limbs, it will be a tremendous boost to my combat power.

However, whether it's stitching up the right arm or the torso next, it will require a lot of cool energy.

This is to suppress the soul-tearing pain and the risk of backlash from the malevolent energy.

Therefore, I must start accumulating coolness.

The way to obtain a cool sensation is quite unique.

It's not about simply finding any wandering ghost and forcibly sending it to reincarnation to receive a reward; rather, it's about finding some injured and special wandering souls.

Only by using the black bone needles in my hand, combined with the unique baleful energy of the Corpse Stitcher lineage, can I create the thread.

Afterwards, I would stitch their broken or injured souls back together, allowing them to be freed, so that I could obtain that pure, cool feeling.

However, waiting for wandering spirits to come to us right now is too passive.

After thinking it over, I decided to start offering door-to-door service.

I changed into a black casual outfit, carefully placed the black bone needle close to my body, picked up my car keys, and walked out of Tingyuxuan.

At night, the city of Jiangcheng is a place where prosperity and darkness coexist.

I drove around, avoiding the brightly lit downtown areas, and specifically chose to wander through the old town, where the atmosphere was more gloomy.

With the help of the remaining cool sensation between my eyebrows, which enhanced my five senses, I was able to detect changes in the magnetic field that ordinary people could not perceive.

After driving for about an hour, I stepped on the brakes at an intersection near a long-abandoned, unfinished building in the old town.

At this moment, the bone needle in his arms was throbbing slightly.

I looked up and saw that the streetlights here were old and dilapidated, flickering on and off.

A faint, chilly atmosphere still lingered in the air.

It's a good place.

I got out of the car, locked it, and walked into a dead-end alley next to the intersection.

In the deepest shadow of the alley, a blurry figure crouched.

It was a wandering spirit who looked to be only a teenager.

His soul was extremely weak, appearing in a semi-transparent state.

Most notably, his right leg had completely disappeared below the knee.

At the break, a faint, resentful smell, carrying the burnt smell of tire rubber, still lingered.

Clearly, this is a ghost who died unjustly, suffering severe injuries in a car accident that resulted in limb mutilation.

A typical case of causal injury.

Because his soul was incomplete, he was unable to leave the crossroads of his death.

He could only wander here day after day, enduring the pain of his broken leg and the torment of being unable to reincarnate.

Sensing the approach of a stranger, the young ghost suddenly raised his head.

A surge of intense resentment instantly welled up in his previously dull eyes.

Then, he opened his mouth and let out a silent roar, as if he was about to pounce on me.

I didn't back down; I just stood there, calmly watching him.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not here to hurt you."

I said it in a gentle tone, while at the same time, the murderous aura within my body subtly shifted.

A pressure carrying a faint dragon's might emanated from me, instantly enveloping the wandering young spirit.

This pressure wasn't violent, but it carried a sense of weight and authority unique to those in positions of power.

Under this oppressive force, the resentment in the young wandering spirit's eyes dissipated by more than half.

Instead, there is an instinctive sense of awe and quiet.

He cowered in the corner, not daring to make any further moves.

I slowly took out the bone needle from my inner pocket, forced out a wisp of malevolent energy from my fingertip to condense it into a thread, and threaded it into the eye of the needle.

"Bear with it, it'll be over soon."

I walked up to him and squatted down, my movements steady and professional.

With a flick of his wrist, the black bone needle, carrying a trace of jade-colored malevolent energy, precisely pierced the edge of his severed leg.

This young wandering spirit is different from the one-armed wandering spirit I encountered the first time.

At least other people still had something in their hands, but this boy had nothing left at his feet.

However, I'm already quite adept at stitching souls together.

I've encountered this situation many times before.

The spirit of the dead is different from the spirit of the living.

With the help of bone needles, I have a lot of "room to maneuver" when facing ghosts.

Instead of asking him where his leg went, I chose to use the malevolent energy as a bridge to fill in the missing part of his "concept".

My movements were very light and steady.

The bone needles moved across his soul, and the wisp of malevolent energy transformed into a fine net, gradually removing the lingering resentment from his severed wound.

Then, I guided the surrounding drifting yin energy to reconstruct the outline of a translucent right leg below its knee.

The whole process lasted less than five minutes.

When the last needle was inserted, I withdrew the bone needle.

The young ghost looked down at his right leg, which had become whole again, and a look of relief and clarity appeared on his previously blank and pained face.

He stood up, tried to take a few steps, and found that the pain of being restrained was gone.

Overjoyed, he turned around and bowed deeply to me.

Then, his soul began to emit a faint glow, turning into specks of light that drifted into the night sky.