What Yang Chen said was not a problem for these cultivators at all. If they could regrow their limbs just by suffering some physical pain, then they would be willing to endure the cruelest punishment in the world.
Five Human Cultivators and five Beast Cultivators went to different rooms and consumed the Limb Regeneration Pill, then quietly waited for a miracle to happen.
For some cultivators, they were very lucky. Not long after they consumed the pill, their already regrown severed limbs felt numb and itchy. Needless to say, this was the feeling of the flesh and blood regrown. Everyone was injured in battle, so they knew what it felt like to have a wound heal.
Compared to demonic beasts, cultivators needed to consume a lot more spiritual power, and similarly, it took a lot more time. Two days later, the severed limbs of these lucky cultivators had significantly regrown. They looked no different from before, but the growth was too slow. According to this speed, not to mention half a month, even half a year would not be able to fully regrow.
But for these cultivators, so what if it was half a year? Even if it was one or two years, so what? Would cultivators care about a mere one or two years? As long as they could fully regrow, it was not a big problem at all.
But for some other cultivators, they were not very lucky. Although they also felt numb and itchy, it was just a feeling, and they did not see the actual effect.
After a few days, the original severed limbs still looked the same, without any change. This made them anxious and apprehensive. They clearly saw the demonic beasts' severed limbs growing back, and they also felt the numb and itchy of the new flesh and blood, but why was there no effect?
Fortunately, everyone was separated, and no one knew the effect of the others. Otherwise, wouldn't these few cultivators who did not have any significant effect be anxious to death?
Yang Chen observed their recovery every day, and he had expected such a different growth situation. However, the one with the best effect still grew so slowly, which was clearly beyond Yang Chen's expectations.
Why was this? Yang Chen began to study. It could not be explained just because cultivators needed more spiritual power. Moreover, it seemed that there were human cultivators and demonic cultivators among those who failed, but for the time being, he could not see any difference between them and those who had good effects.
Could it be because of the different cultivation methods? Yang Chen fell into deep thought. Of course, thinking alone would not solve the problem. With no other choice, Yang Chen could only check their bodies one by one, ask about their cultivation situation, and carefully investigate what they were feeling at every moment.
After inspecting them countless times and finding no signs that would affect their growth, they suddenly heard a cultivator say that after his severed arm was healed, his meridians were not healed. They were missing a portion, and even cultivation became much more difficult.
Hearing this, Yang Chen's eyes lit up. He seemed to have touched something. Why were demon beasts able to regenerate so quickly? Because they didn't know how to cultivate, and because they took the pill right after they cut off their meridians, their meridians hadn't grown and changed shape yet, so the effect of the pill was good.
The cultivators who were testing the medicine had been injured for a long time, and their wounds had healed for many years. Even their meridians had changed. Naturally, they were worlds apart from those demonic beasts.
Thinking of this, Yang Chen also understood some of the key points. Quickly, he found the disciple with the worst effect. He hadn't improved at all for more than a month.
"I found the problem, but I want you to suffer a little." Yang Chen's words gave hope to the disciple who was already in despair. As long as his severed arm could regrow, suffering a little was nothing.
"I want to cut off all the parts of your body that have already grown." Yang Chen didn't hide what he was doing and quickly explained, "Because this part of your meridians has already grown completely, and it's completely different from your original condition. Plus, because of the modification of your meridians, the cultivation method and the spiritual power flow have changed, so the effect of the medicine can't be completely effective."
Needless to say, the disciple understood Yang Chen's meaning. He wanted him to directly cut off the part of the meridians that had already grown, and the meridians that hadn't changed before would start to regenerate.
There was nothing to say about it. In any case, the disciple's leg was already broken. If he cut off the long part, it would just be a bit shorter. Even if the medicine didn't work, the worst result would be this, and it was definitely acceptable.
Even without Yang Chen doing anything, the disciple directly took out his Flying Sword and cut off a small part of his broken leg. Yang Chen explained clearly that it was best to grow from the meridians that hadn't changed. Therefore, he was afraid that there would be a problem, so he deliberately cut off a little more.
A Limb Regeneration Pill quickly took effect after it entered his stomach. This time, Yang Chen found the right problem. In three days, the disciple who originally only had a small part of his thigh grew a full knee, and half of his calf grew back. Looking at this speed, it would only take another three to five days for him to fully recover.
Naturally, every cultivator who tested the medicine did the same. Except for a Monster Race cultivator who had lost an arm at the shoulder, the remaining nine cultivators all grew back most of their limbs within a few days after cutting off the part that had grown.
It was estimated that the one who took the longest would only need a month to become a normal person. This made the nine disciples pleasantly surprised. After so many years, they had accepted the fact that they were disabled, but now, Young Palace Master Yang Chen had made them normal again.
The only one who was unhappy was the Monster Race cultivator who had lost an arm at the shoulder. Everyone else was growing well, but he was the only one who didn't have a significant effect, which made him very disappointed.
"Don't worry, your situation is only a little troublesome, it's not impossible." Of course, Yang Chen saw his disappointment and comforted him, "Don't worry, I've already thought of a way, but your situation will suffer a little more, don't worry."
As soon as he heard that he could recover after suffering a little more, the demonic cultivator immediately beamed with joy. No matter how much suffering, could it be worse than being a cripple for the rest of his life? A moment of suffering in exchange for a lifetime of hope, it was worth it!
"Your part needs to be cut off a little more, it's more dangerous, so you need a Ganoderma Jade Dew Pill to keep your life." Yang Chen quickly explained, "Cutting off most of the shoulder may also affect the lungs, so the recovery time will be longer. Of course, the suffering will definitely be the most. "
"But I promise, you will recover in the end, trust me." Yang Chen patted the Monster Race cultivator's shoulder and said with a smile, "If you want to blame someone, you can only blame yourself for not getting injured. If you just slightly tilted, you wouldn't have to suffer so much, right?"
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