Chapter 365 – Immortal and Indestructible, Right? That’s Truly Wonderful!

Chapter 365 – Immortal and Indestructible, Right? That's Truly Wonderful!

Fuhai District.

The slanting sunset rays streamed through the window into the room.

Sandalwood furniture was bathed in a faint golden glow, with fine dust particles dancing in the sunlight.

Qin Yang lay leisurely on the sofa, scrolling through news on his phone, enjoying a comfortable life.

“Here, Master, ah—”

Xiaobai held a blue-and-white porcelain bowl in one hand, puckered her lips to blow cool air over the medicinal congee inside, then carefully fed it to Qin Yang with a spoon. “Be careful not to burn yourself.”

Qin Yang opened his mouth, taking the congee from the spoon without even shifting his gaze.

Though called medicinal congee, it resembled Laba rice porridge in appearance—plump, translucent grains that were sweet, sticky, and refreshing.

“Master, is it tasty?”

Xiaobai blinked. “It shouldn’t be bitter, right? I added so many steps to prepare it.”

“Not bad, the flavor is excellent.”

Qin Yang nodded, chewed a few mouthfuls of the congee, swallowed, and let out a comfortable burp.

Under Xiaobai’s care these past few days, he had almost fully recovered.

Of course, it wasn’t just Xiaobai’s help—the supplements from others played a crucial role too.

After learning that Young Gang Leader Qin Yang was injured, the entire upper echelon of Jianghai was shaken. The repercussions spread so widely that even officials from the Imperial Capital were alarmed, sending various medicinal herbs overnight—Dragon Marrow Mushroom, Heavenly Grass…

Many even tried to seize the opportunity for a personal visit!

Just as crowds were about to gather, Elder Li and the Commander hurriedly intercepted them outside, using the Young Gang Leader’s need for quiet recuperation as a reason to decline meetings with outsiders.

With such privileged treatment, Qin Yang lay in bed without lifting a finger.

Healing ingredients were delivered continuously to Fuhai District every day, then personally brewed by Xiaobai.

“Master, the congee is finished.”

Xiaobai stirred the empty bowl and dashed to the kitchen. “I’ll make another bowl.”

“Mhm.”

Qin Yang watched Xiaobai run off. During these days of resting at home, he was grateful to have the little fox by his side. Li Daoming and the others also visited frequently.

In their casual conversations to pass the time, they mentioned many secrets about families and the Police Inspector.

Days drifted by leisurely.

Just then.

Knock, knock, knock!

The main door suddenly rattled. Xiaobai, halfway to the kitchen, put down the bowl and scurried back to open the door.

It was Li Qinghe.

“Why is it you, you wretched woman?”

Xiaobai frowned, crossing her arms over her chest with a look of disgust. “Got nothing better to do than come here for private lessons from my master again?”

“Huh? Do I seem like that kind of person?”

Li Qinghe peered over Xiaobai’s shoulder, her gaze settling on Qin Yang behind her. “My master sent me. Don’t get in the way.”

Half an hour ago, Qin Yang had suddenly sent a text message. Upon receiving it, she dropped everything and rushed over immediately.

“Since you’re here, come take a seat.”

Hearing the noise, Qin Yang propped himself up from the sofa and slipped on his sandals. “I recall the Curator mentioning during a chat that your Li Family possesses a spatial artifact, a family heirloom, right? Do you remember anything about it?”

“Master, are you referring to the Void Spirit Bottle?”

Li Qinghe approached the coffee table, her brow slightly furrowed. “Yes, the Void Spirit Bottle is our Li Family’s heirloom, forged by our ancestors using Void Crystals and spatial array formations.”

“Exactly, that’s the one!”

Qin Yang nodded in satisfaction upon hearing this.Two days ago, when Li Daoming came to visit, though he only mentioned it in passing.

I remembered it vividly.

After all, a top-tier spatial treasure could hold far more than small Spirit Tools like the Star Ring.

It perfectly suited my upcoming plans!

Thinking of this, Qin Yang looked at Li Qinghe and said bluntly:

“This Void Spirit Bottle is useful to me. If I want to borrow it, can you pull some strings?”

Then,

he added, “Of course, I won’t let your Li Family help for nothing. Whatever you need, just name it, and I’ll try my best to fulfill it.”

“Ah?”

Li Qinghe was stunned again. “Master, what do you need the Void Spirit Bottle for?”

The Void Spirit Bottle was a family heirloom of the Li Family, and borrowing it was extremely difficult—normally, it was never lent out.

But then, recalling Qin Yang’s hard work for Jianghai these past few days, Li Qinghe hesitated for a moment before shaking her head.

“Never mind, I won’t ask too much.”

She twisted the corner of her clothes, pursed her lips slightly, and said with some hesitation, “The Void Spirit Bottle is our Li Family’s heirloom, and it’s never lent out to outsiders. If it were anyone else, it would be impossible.”

“But if it’s for you, Master, I can discuss it with the clan elders. We might be able to make an exception.”

……

…….

Time flew by.

A few days later.

Above the Great Li Mountains, clouds and mist swirled.

Rows of green herons took flight.

Qin Yang, stepping on the Ziwei Divine Sword, flew once again to the previous Sealed Land.

From a distance, layers of mist enveloped the foothills, the land barren and devoid of grass, with one mountain peak completely bare.

Beneath the great formation, however, violent red light surged.

The Beast God sat cross-legged within the Blood Sea Domain, his skull shattered, his body covered in terrifying, gaping wounds.

Blood threads coiled around his body, constantly repairing the missing parts. Clearly, he had just survived a round of Sword Qi attacks and was now in a phase of recovery.

“Beast God, it’s been a while. You look a bit haggard…”

Qin Yang drifted above the formation and transmitted his voice via divine sense: “How did half your head get blown off?”

“Hmph! Qin Yang, why have you returned?!”

Within the formation, the Beast God roared furiously, his divine sense tracing back the voice and locking onto Qin Yang’s aura with venom. “Here to mock me? One day, I will personally kill you!

I’ve recorded every single sword strike that pierced my heart today…”

“……”

Furious roars continued to echo, but Qin Yang merely smiled without responding, as if he hadn’t heard. Silently, he opened the Star Ring and took out a small celadon bottle.

The bottle was pure white like jade, untainted by dust, but peering into its mouth revealed a seemingly bottomless depth.

“As the mustard seed contains the universe, so the universe resides in the mustard seed.”

This was the Void Spirit Bottle Li Qinghe had procured!

Qin Yang twirled the bottle, examining its structure with great interest.

The Ziwei Divine Sword beneath his feet withdrew, transforming into a purple light and returning to his hand, its sharp, cold blade gleaming brilliantly.

The shimmering sword light illuminated the mountain range as bright as day.

“Hmm? What are you planning now?”

Inside the formation, the Beast God sensed Qin Yang’s movements outside and curled his lips into a scornful sneer. “Still thinking of killing me?””Just give up! I possess this undying and indestructible form, with a lifespan as eternal as the heavens. If you have the ability, then go ahead and extinguish my divine consciousness!”

“Undying and indestructible?”

Hearing this, Qin Yang’s satisfied smile deepened. The porcelain vial in his palm hovered, emitting a blazing white light, while his other hand gripped the Ziwei Divine Sword as he leisurely approached the edge of the Ten Direction Demon Sealing Array.

“That suits me perfectly!”

(End of Chapter)

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