I Can't Die

In the darkness.

Two figures rushed over.

When they saw Su Jinse, who was almost drenched in blood.

Chen Xuanyin was nearly driven mad with rage. "Junior Sister Su... Damn it! These bastards! I'll make sure they die horrible deaths!"

The other person was a woman.

She looked around eighteen, dressed in a green skirt, with a fit figure and light, graceful steps.

Her brows and eyes were exquisitely beautiful, like a painting, while her black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall.

Yet her gaze was sharp and her expression icy. Every move she made inspired fear.

Seeing Su Jinse badly wounded, she calmly glanced at Lu Jianshen, who had died beneath the spear, then swept her eyes over the battlefield before immediately making arrangements.

"Junior Brother Chen, take Junior Sister Su back to treat her injuries!"

"There is still a Five Elements Realm expert here. I'll deal with him!"

"Yes! Senior Sister, be careful!"

Chen Xuanyin knew his strength was too low to be of help to the woman. Suppressing his furious killing intent, he answered and picked up Su Jinse before swiftly returning to the city.

After Chen Xuanyin left with Su Jinse.

The woman pulled out the black spear, collected Lu Jianshen's three pieces of equipment, and frowned as she surveyed her surroundings.

"The Great Qi Dynasty truly refuses to give up..."

There was no trace of a third person anywhere nearby, yet traces of a third person seemed to be everywhere.

There was only one possibility.

It was an incense yin spirit of the Great Qi Dynasty!

The woman sprang out with her spear in hand.

Following a faint trace of aura, she cast a tracking technique.

"Who was it?! Who the hell was it?!"

Inside the carriage.

Greenwood Venerable stared at his own corpse and went completely mad.

His yin spirit had left his body to kill his enemies.

Yet someone had actually cut down the true body he had left behind.

What a ruthless move, cutting off the firewood from beneath the cauldron!

At that moment, he was like a berserk lion. In his fury, he slashed the carriage to pieces.

When he had gone out today, he had thought it would take no more than the time it took to drink a cup of tea to deal with Su Jinse.

He never expected that in such a short time, someone would easily find and kill his true body.

The area was a desolate wilderness, devoid of any human presence.

"Which despicable bastard was it?!"

Greenwood Venerable gnashed his teeth and roared in fury without pause.

With his true body dead, his yin spirit had become rootless duckweed and was already beginning to dissipate.

The incense protecting his body had also been cut off.

His yin spirit was left exposed, feeling cold and empty, as though he were naked.

"You damned bastard! You even stole my incense burner!"

If the incense burner were still there, the power of incense within it could temporarily preserve his yin spirit, allowing him to cling to life for one night while he sought a chance to save himself.

But now that the incense burner had been stolen.

There was basically no way he could last until dawn.

He did not even dare cast any techniques now.

Casting techniques consumed incense, and without incense, what would be consumed instead were his seven souls and six spirits.

Consuming his seven souls and six spirits was no different from seeking death!

Clang!

At that moment, after his furious outburst, the last wisp of incense surrounding Greenwood Venerable's yin spirit was exhausted.

The Nine-Ring Tyrant Lion Saber in his hand lost the force holding it aloft and immediately fell to the ground.

As Greenwood Venerable stared at the saber on the ground, he suddenly felt an icy chill pierce his entire body. He could no longer muster even the slightest strength.

Boundless terror swept over him, and panic utterly seized his heart.

"I can't die. I still can't die..."

"There's still a way. I still have a way!"

However.

At that moment, he had no way to leave at all.

This was not a place of extreme yin that could nourish souls.

Without the protection of incense power, his yin spirit was like a lone ghost lingering beside its own corpse.

Once dawn came, the scorching sunlight would surely burn him to death alive.

"Hm? The smell of blood!"

The spear-wielding woman arrived here. Her nose twitched, and she quickly approached.

When she saw the shattered carriage and the dead middle-aged man.

A trace of surprise appeared on her face.

"Someone actually killed his true body?"

There was a faint scent of incense in the surroundings. It was something the incense yin spirits of the Great Qi Dynasty had to carry with them to nourish their yin spirits.

Thus, the woman immediately guessed the truth.

Picking up the Nine-Ring Tyrant Lion Saber from the ground, the woman's lips twitched slightly, and a hint of mockery entered her eyes.

Sensing a wisp of wandering soul nearby, she casually thrust out her spear. Astra force erupted, sending intense ripples through the air along with a faint scream.

Then, beneath the supremely hard and yang astra force, that wisp of wandering soul was directly scattered into nothingness.

"If you want to slowly erode my Great Mystic, then be prepared to die without a trace."

After briefly examining the battlefield, the woman no longer lingered and began searching the surrounding area again.

Meanwhile.

Mo Chen ran for over twenty or thirty li before finally stopping inside a canyon.

"That yin spirit shouldn't be able to catch up to me here, right?"

Patting his chest, he breathed a sigh of relief as he repeatedly recalled the detailed contents of the Incense Apotheosis Great Law.

Because what he had obtained was only a fragment of the Incense Apotheosis Great Law, he only had a vague understanding of the true powers gained after cultivating a yin spirit.

The introductory portion of the Incense Apotheosis Great Law mainly explained how to use the power of incense to cultivate and nourish a yin spirit.

It did not explain in detail what specific abilities one would possess after forming a yin spirit.

He glanced at the wealth column.

After taking Greenwood Venerable's money pouch, his wealth value had increased by another fifty-six taels.

"Sure enough, the higher the martial strength, the more money there is!"

"The martial path simply isn't something poor commoners can walk..."

Mo Chen happily counted his money. For an old schemer who had come out in the middle of the night to kill someone, carrying fifty-six taels on him was already quite a lot.

His current wealth value had risen to three hundred and forty-four taels. Converted into cultivation progress, that amounted to twenty-six years.

It was enough for him to cultivate a low-grade Condensing Astra Realm martial art.

"No rush to cultivate yet. I'll wait until I return to Yunyi County and meet the people from the Martial Suppression Academy."

He did not know whether Su Jinse was dead or alive.

Lu Jianshen would probably flee Yunyi County.

Since the Martial Suppression Academy had intervened, Mo Chen felt there was a chance his indenture contract issue could be resolved.

If he could take the opportunity to join the Martial Suppression Academy, he might even be able to learn better martial arts.

So exchanging those twenty-six years of cultivation progress now would be somewhat not worth the loss.

"Money is hard to earn, and shit is hard to eat."

"Tyrant Tiger Heavenly Dipper Force is currently my only low-grade Condensing Astra Realm martial art. Spending money on this low-grade martial art definitely isn't as worthwhile as spending it on a high-grade or even supreme-grade martial art."

Thinking of how the Martial Suppression Academy was about to hold its once-every-three-years martial examination for new recruits, Mo Chen felt that waiting and saving some money for later was not a bad idea.

After waiting for about the time it took to burn an incense stick.

The heavy rain turned into a drizzle.

Mo Chen hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to go back and take a look.

This time, he was not in much of a hurry and simply made his way back at an unhurried pace.

About the time it took to burn two incense sticks later, he returned to the carriage.

There was no one around.

The carriage had been smashed to pieces, and the jujube-red horse lay dead nearby. The scene was a complete mess.

"If his yin spirit has no true body, it probably won't survive the night."

Mo Chen looked around and made a silent guess based on the introduction in the Incense Apotheosis Great Law.

The true body and yin spirit could not remain separated for too long. Once the yin spirit left the body, it had to be protected with incense.

By taking away the other man's incense burner, he should have severely restricted and harmed that man's yin spirit.

After examining this side.

Mo Chen returned to the place where Su Jinse and the others had fought.

When he saw only Lu Jianshen's corpse and did not see Su Jinse's.

Mo Chen quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Good, good... She probably isn't dead, right..."