I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality
Chapter 177 - 110: Water-Repelling Pearl, No Such Thing as Perfect Happiness_2

Chapter 177: Chapter 110: Water-Repelling Pearl, No Such Thing as Perfect Happiness_2

The spell that had never failed before was completely ineffective today.

At this moment, the Daoist of the Water Technique suddenly realized that he had encountered his nemesis!

Cold sweat poured out uncontrollably, and the Daoist’s desire to survive was exceptionally strong.

"I know you are an agent of the Demon Hunting Bureau. I admit my skills are insufficient and concede defeat. I only beg you to spare me once!"

Xu Qing was unmoved. He held his long sword, formed the Sinan Sword Technique with his hand, and struck.

"Clang—"

The sound of metal clashing erupted, and the Daoist of the Water Technique desperately drew the Money Magic Sword to block the strike.

The terrifying force struck, and the Money Magic Sword scattered like a string of beads. The Daoist of the Water Technique dodged clumsily.

"If you kill me, even if I die, I will turn into a wicked ghost to obstruct your path!"

Facing the Daoist’s curse, Xu Qing was indifferent.

He was least afraid of the dead. If he let the other party go because of a mere curse and lost this corpse, that would truly hinder his path.

He struck again with the Sinan Sword Technique, instantly piercing the Daoist’s chest.

Taking advantage of the last breath in the Daoist, Xu Qing reached out and grasped the top of the skull.

With the support of the Returning to Origin Technique, the True Qi was transformed into pure energy and surged into Xu Qing’s body.

In front of him, the Daoist’s face twisted and twitched, his eyes widened, and he made a hoarse sound from his throat.

"You... you are the real demon..."

The Daoist of the Water Technique used the last bit of his strength to say one sentence, then collapsed to the ground like a broken skeleton and died.

Xu Qing temporarily stored the Daoist’s corpse in the Box Garden and turned his attention to the duel between the Water Monkey and the Fierce General.

The Water Monkey was agile and swift, and although it couldn’t restrain the Fierce General with the Water Technique, it could engage in close-quarters combat with bites and grapples.

It nimbly climbed up the Fierce General’s shoulders, biting and scratching, and jumped away as soon as the Fierce General raised his bone claws to strike.

The Fierce General could make countless mistakes, but the Water Monkey could only make one.

At a certain moment, in the heat of battle, the Water Monkey glanced at Xu Qing, who had just finished his fight.

It became flustered, its gaze searching all around for the Daoist of the Water Technique but found no trace of him.

This moment of distraction allowed the Fierce General to hook the Water Monkey with his sickle-like Soul-Loss Saber and drag it in front of him.

The Fierce General’s pot-sized hand grasped the Water Monkey tightly, and Xu Qing, seeing this, quickly used the Water Technique to appear in front of the Fierce General, preventing the Water Monkey from escaping.

A moment later, the Water Monkey also ended up in Xu Qing’s Box Garden after a mixed beating.

The Daoist added seven or eight years of cultivation to his life, the Water Monkey about five years, combined with the contributions of the Water Tiger and Lu Ping during the day, in just one day and night, his cultivation had increased by more than twenty percent!

The higher the cultivation, the longer he could last in battles against others. If the realm was the length, then the cultivation was his diameter.

After this commotion, the Fierce General’s evil qi had diminished significantly. Fortunately, the Fierce Banner had the ability to absorb Yin Evil Qi to replenish itself. If the recovery speed was too slow, the Fierce Banner could be placed in places rich in Yin Evil Qi to quickly replenish, like the Chaotic Burial Mound or the Hu Yang Ancient Tomb, which were excellent places to gather evil and nourish Yin.

Remembering the promise he made to Hu Baosong to search for the Hu Yang Ancient Tomb in the Ancient Yin River Dao, Xu Qing suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

The Ancient Yin River Dao was full of Yin Evil Qi. If he could refine more Fierce Generals and bring them in, they would thrive like fish in water. Even if the Fierce Generals were damaged, they could quickly replenish themselves.

Stowing the Fierce Banner into the Mountain and River Map, Xu Qing turned to look at the black sea bowl in his hand.

The bowl was neither stone, jade, nor porcelain. Xu Qing brushed away the moss growing on it, and the Water Spirit Qi inside was exceptionally abundant, as if it contained the river water of a ten-mile area.

Xu Qing recalled the Daoist’s evaluation of the Water-Soaked Bowl, where he claimed that only he could fully utilize it and that it was useless to others.

Xu Qing didn’t believe such superstition. He planned to perform a sutra for the Daoist and review his life like a revolving lantern; then the origins and usage of the bowl would naturally come to light.

In Xu Qing’s eyes, since the Daoist valued the Water-Soaked Bowl so much, his related memories would be equally profound.

My Corpse, My Teacher.

Xu Qing always regarded corpses as his teachers—Liu Youdao was one; other corpses were the same.

...

Baisha Riverbank.

Xu Qing retraced his steps to find Zhao Zhonghe and his nephew, whom he had hidden in the sandpit.

The two had been knocked unconscious by the evil qi. If left undisturbed, they wouldn’t wake until dawn when the sunlight stimulated them.

As Xu Qing walked along the riverbank, nearing the sandpit, he suddenly stopped.

In his vision, about two miles away, a human figure the size of a black dot was lying on the river beach.

With his exceptional eyesight and sensitivity to the appearance of corpses, Xu Qing knew it was indeed a body.

"Today must be my lucky day," he mused as he bypassed the sandpit and went straight for the black dot.

The allure of that distant corpse far outweighed that of Zhao Zhonghe and his nephew.

As he approached the stranded corpse, he saw it was dressed in black clothing and boots, lying face down on the wet, sandy ground.

Xu Qing turned over the body and was slightly stunned when he saw the face.

He vaguely remembered the corpse—it was one of the government officials who had accompanied the boat trip that night.

Xu Qing wondered how the Water Monkey, who had no time to harm this official, had met his end.

Zombies were extremely sensitive to the breath of the living, so Xu Qing didn’t even need to check for breath to know this person was beyond saving.

Upon touch, the body was already ice-cold from soaking in the river.

Being a constable was always a high-risk profession...