Invincible from Seeing the BOSS's Health Bar

Perhaps sensing that Li Xunxue’s recovery ability was considerable, Ding Hui’s movements became merciless—her blade cut to the flesh with every stroke, easily opening up wounds in the flesh and blood.

However, the wounds were somewhat shallow; with Ding Hui’s strength, it was difficult to break through the defense.

Fortunately, it seemed she had prepared something else, as she pulled out an even shorter knife from her sleeve. Its design even resembled that of a surgical scalpel, though it was just a resemblance, as it was still essentially a miniature knife in shape.

This knife was clearly made from some special material, exceptionally sharp, easily slicing through flesh and blood with visible results, causing Li Xunxue’s blood to spurt out.

Li Xunxue screamed in pain, but Fang Yu was immediately reassured when he looked at the blood bar.

[Li Xunxue:53/1116.]

Fang Yu had already held back on those last two strikes, otherwise, they would have taken Li Xunxue’s life.

As Ding Hui continued with the knife, she obviously adjusted her cuts when opening wounds for research, with damage numbers popping up as mere single digits of 1-2, very limited, almost like a precise butcher’s work, each cut having an artistic touch.

In just a short time, Li Xunxue’s body was covered in wounds of various sizes.

Those in the know understood this was for research purposes.

To those unaware, it might seem like they were administering a private punishment.

Ding Hui would collect some blood after cutting different wounds, conducting immediate comparative studies on the spot.

The treatment of chunks of flesh was the same; her methods were no different from dealing with a pig or sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

The practiced operations indicated this wasn’t her first time doing such things.

Occasionally, she would even stick out her tongue, lapping and chewing on the cut pieces of flesh, before spitting them out, closing her eyes as if rapidly memorizing something in her mind.

This was somewhat perverse, but at least Fang Yu knew that this person originally conducted research on demon-related subjects, so a more crude approach was normal.

Dealing with demons, where was the tenderness to be found?

Fang Yu didn’t understand Ding Hui’s actions, but it appeared they were all part of the preliminary preparations.

At least for now, there was no clue as to how to bring back Li Baizhen.

”Oh? She’s recovering!”

Suddenly, Ding Hui exclaimed with surprise.

Then she called Fang Yu over to hold Li Xunxue down.

Despite already being bound by iron chains, Ding Hui performed this additional cautious operation.

Fang Yu obediently held down Li Xunxue’s body, then he noticed that the broken bones in Li Xunxue’s lower half, the spine, were extending downwards, apparently in the middle of regenerating the body.

Ding Hui then went up to cut off the new section of tailbone, carefully examined it, grated some powder from it, and sprinkled it on a cracked porcelain bowl used by prisoners for eating, observing closely.

This torment naturally caused Li Xunxue tremendous pain.

But her howls of near madness at the beginning were now becoming numb, even fearful, not long after.

The reason was simple: no matter how frantically she screamed or threatened, both Fang Yu and Ding Hui merely ignored her.

And the various operations performed by Ding Hui inflicted extreme pain on Li Xunxue, her continuous wailing left her teetering between madness and fear.

But what did Ding Hui care, if a person fell into her hands. If she wanted to inflict a small wound, it would be a small wound; if she wanted to cause a real injury, it would be a real injury.

This person had many methods.

Subduing Li Xunxue was a breeze for her.

Time passed, second by second, during Ding Hui’s research.

Fang Yu initially thought that with Ding Hui’s intervention, they could easily come up with something. But as he saw sweat gradually covering her forehead, busying herself back and forth without any signs of progress, he couldn’t help but feel a jolt of anxiety in his heart.

If even Ding Hui couldn’t find a solution, it might indeed be impossible to save Li Baizhen.

But Fang Yu said nothing; there was really nothing he could do to help in this area, only hoping that Ding Hui could pull through.

But judging by Ding Hui’s expression, it seemed the hope was becoming increasingly slim.

An uncertain amount of time had passed, at least three to four hours by Fang Yu’s sense.

Li Xunxue, the research subject, had been tormented to the brink of death and now lay unconscious, covered in blood.

Ding Hui was not faring much better, her body almost soaked in sweat, her slender figure faintly visible through the moisture, yet she remained intensely focused.

Clang!

At this moment, the short knife in Ding Hui’s hand suddenly fell to the ground, emitting a crisp sound.

Fang Yu was startled and immediately looked towards her, his expression instantly turning bewildered.

He saw that the hand which had been holding the knife was now trembling uncontrollably.

”What’s wrong?!”

Fang Yu hurriedly stepped forward and grasped her trembling hand, inspecting the palm and asking with concern.

He thought that Ding Hui might have been injured.

Upon careful scrutiny, he noticed that there were no injuries at all on Ding Hui’s palm, just an inexplicable tremor.

Snap!

Ding Hui grasped her trembling right hand with her free left hand, glancing at Fang Yu.

The wet sweat made her long hair sticky, clumping together, giving her an appearance that was somewhat weary and disheveled.

”No flaws...”

”What?” Fang Yu was stunned.

”There are no flaws! I have no idea who was behind this woman, but it’s terrifying! She can dissolve flesh and marrow to produce a kind of universal characteristic, and then have a special reaction with certain blood and flesh.”

Ding Hui’s trembling right hand started to steady.

”This reaction of dissolution and accommodation coexisting is extremely bizarre, like choosing the only stable state out of numerous possibilities.”