The middle-aged woman was blinded by greed and, sure enough, believed him. She took off her clothes and exchanged them with Li Yang, though she still took the burial goods with her.
Li Yang slowly rose. After putting on the middle-aged woman's tattered clothes, she stretched her stiff arms twice, then suddenly lunged forward and smashed her fist into the woman's throat.
"Urgh!"
The woman's eyes bulged, bloodshot veins filling them as she staggered backward toward the pit. Her foot slipped, and she fell into the coffin. The burial goods in her bag scattered out as well.
"Perfect!"
Li Yang looked at the middle-aged woman, who had already passed out. She shut the coffin lid, covered it with dirt, and filled in the pit before wiping the sweat from her forehead. "Someone as greedy as you—if I kill you, I won't feel the slightest guilt. Besides, I wasn't exactly lying to you, was I? Once you're dead, you'll naturally never have to worry about food or clothes again, and there'll even be offerings made to you every year... Phew~"
After handling everything, Li Yang carried the hoe to the middle-aged woman's dilapidated mud house. She washed it clean, dried it, sprinkled some dust over it, and casually tossed it aside. Then she lay down on the woman's broken wooden bed, where she could see the Starry Sky just by looking up, and entered a state of cultivation.
Her Martial Soul was the Heart-Protecting Mirror, which could instinctively protect her heart meridians and preserve the last sliver of life.
The poison was real, but it did not kill directly. Instead, it slowed the human heart to an extremely sluggish rate.
However, if it lasted more than two days, a person would indeed die completely. Yet through her prior calculations, coupled with