Chapter 6: The Undying Martial Spirit

As the Intestine-Cutting Powder slid down from the intestines into the stomach, Shi Yan felt a dull pain in his gut. It was as if his intestines had been filled with slow-acting sulfuric acid, gradually corroding them. The pain in his body increased bit by bit.

"Intestine-Cutting Powder is extremely potent, but it doesn't take effect immediately. Instead, it progresses slowly. A normal person's internal organs will be thoroughly rotten within two days, and by the third day, the decay will spread throughout the body, leading to death from total decay," Kalu squinted and said calmly, "No rush, let's wait a day and see."

"Alright, we'll come back to see him at this time tomorrow," Mo Yan Yu nodded, glanced at Shi Yan with satisfaction, and left with Kalu, feeling pleased.

"Hehe, kid, your good days are over." Johnson bared his teeth and laughed. The thought of Shi Yan soon rotting to death made him feel much lighter, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his heart.

Shi Yan lowered his head, his eyes cold. He could clearly feel the Intestine-Cutting Powder taking effect in his intestines. It felt as if billions of ants were fighting for territory, gnawing at his intestines.

A thread of essence energy in his lower abdomen quietly circulated, quickly flowing into his intestines. The essence energy, like a gentle stream, silently washed away the poison in his intestines under his control. Wherever the essence energy passed, the rate of the poison's effect was slowed, and Shi Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

A damp breeze blew, and Shi Yan greedily took a deep breath, not avoiding Johnson. He sat down on the spot, focusing all his attention on circulating the essence energy to resist the poison's corrosion.

The thread of essence energy, which had grown significantly in recent days, became Shi Yan's life-saving herb. It continuously flowed in his intestines, and with each cycle, the potency of the poison in his intestines seemed to be reduced. The rate of the poison corroding his intestines never increased.

At this moment, Shi Yan realized the wonders of essence energy and became even more determined to cultivate it to become a supreme martial artist.

Just the essence energy had such great benefits, so how powerful must the "Martial Spirit," which martial artists revere as a divine gift, be? If he could possess a "Martial Spirit," wouldn't he be even stronger and suffer less?

Shi Yan suddenly regretted that the owner of this body had not inherited the "Stone Transformation Martial Spirit" of the Shi family. Otherwise, he might have taken a bold step, perhaps using the "Stone Transformation Martial Spirit" to resist Mo Yan Yu's "Lightning Martial Spirit" and escape, rather than swallowing the deadly Intestine-Cutting Powder.

Time passed quickly, and the moonlight became even cooler. It was already the second half of the night. The martial artists, who had traveled all day, were now quiet, each finding a comfortable place to cultivate essence energy, hoping to break through their physical limitations and reach a deeper realm, gaining greater strength.

The drug slaves looked up at the sky. In the silent night, they were more likely to miss their distant loved ones and feel fear. Every time they thought that they might become test subjects the next day, becoming new corpses, despair filled their bodies, and a chill ran through them.

Under the moonlight, Shi Yan sat cross-legged, his calm face gradually becoming more serious. Five hours of essence energy circulation had controlled the rapid spread of the Intestine-Cutting Powder in his body. However, he noticed that the essence energy had already been consumed by one-third and was still being continuously consumed!

The Intestine-Cutting Powder in his intestines showed no signs of disappearing. On the contrary, it seemed to have a tenacious vitality.

The Intestine-Cutting Powder seemed to be waiting for an opportunity, waiting for the moment when his essence energy was exhausted, and then it would suddenly counterattack!

Shi Yan suddenly felt a chill run through his body.

Once his essence energy was exhausted, he would have no support. At that time, with no other options, his body would begin to rot from the intestines, eventually spreading throughout his body.

He had no other options.

In this situation, he could not gather more essence energy through cultivation, because if he ignored the poison in his intestines, the Intestine-Cutting Powder would suddenly become more potent, leading to his faster death.

Therefore, even though he knew that this path would lead to death, he had no choice but to continue.

Another two hours passed.

The potency of the Intestine-Cutting Powder did not show any signs of weakening; instead, it gradually increased. The rate of his essence energy consumption was faster, and he could clearly feel it!

He seemed to see himself getting closer and closer to death...

Once his essence energy was exhausted, his intestines would begin to rot. At that time, he would not die immediately, but the decay would continue to spread to his internal organs. At most, it would take five to six days, and he would end up rotting to death like the other drug slaves.

Shi Yan's face was dark, and his eyes were cold, like ice, staring at Mo Yan Yu, who was sitting on a thick tree branch in the distance.

Under the bright moonlight, Mo Yan Yu sat on the thick branch, her skin as white as frost, her face calm, and her long hair gently swaying in the wind, like a spirit in the dark night. She did not notice Shi Yan's cold gaze and was quietly cultivating, using essence energy to nourish the meridians that housed her "Lightning Martial Spirit."

Kalu was at the back of the group, his left hand hidden in a loose sleeve, leaning against another old tree, and his right hand holding a scroll of poison, reading it with great interest.

From time to time, Kalu would glance in Shi Yan's direction, a malicious smile on his lips.

This cannot continue, Shi Yan frowned, continuing to circulate essence energy to resist the poison while rapidly thinking of a solution.

At this rate, his essence energy would be exhausted before dawn. Once his essence energy was exhausted, he would surely die! The poison was in his body, and even if he escaped, it would not change anything. The only solution was Kalu!

Kalu, who could concoct the Intestine-Cutting Powder, must have the antidote. Only by obtaining the antidote from Kalu could he avoid the inevitable fate of his body being corroded. However, Kalu was not only an alchemist but also a martial artist at the innate realm. Trying to take the antidote from him was almost the same as suicide.

Shi Yan secretly observed and found that Kalu, although reading a scroll, might not be paying full attention.

Thoughts flashed through his mind. Shi Yan understood that the chances of success were almost non-existent, but he had to act against Kalu and do so quickly. Otherwise, once his essence energy was completely exhausted, his chances of survival would be even smaller.

Shi Yan adjusted his breathing, temporarily ignoring the poison in his intestines, and withdrew all his essence energy, preparing for a desperate fight.

As expected, after the essence energy was withdrawn, the potency of the Intestine-Cutting Powder suddenly increased, and the speed of the poison's spread immediately accelerated, causing the pain in his body to intensify.

Just as Shi Yan was about to act, the part of his intestines that had already rotted suddenly changed!

The cells in the rotted part of his intestines suddenly became active, and a faint, extremely weak force wrapped around the rotted area, as if an invisible hand was sewing up his rotted intestines. The rotted part slowly began to heal...

Shi Yan was suddenly stunned.

He had planned to act immediately but did not rush out. Instead, he immediately calmed down and focused all his mental energy on observing the strange changes in his body.

The cells were incredibly active, as if they had suddenly come to life. The rotted flesh moved slightly, and the rotted area gradually healed. In just half an hour, the rotted areas returned to their original state, and he no longer felt any pain.

A current of electricity seemed to flow through his body, and Shi Yan felt a surge of joy, but he did not show it on his face, remaining as calm as if he were in a deep sleep.

All unusual abilities that do not require the circulation of essence energy must be a special "Martial Spirit"!

A definition of the characteristics of a "Martial Spirit" suddenly came to mind. After a moment of careful consideration, Shi Yan realized that the changes in his body were due to a special "Martial Spirit" at work.

Self-healing of the physical body is a special ability, seemingly an undiscovered and miraculous "Martial Spirit"!

The poison of the Intestine-Cutting Powder began to act again, causing the intestines to rot once more. Without the resistance of essence energy, the poison quickly caused part of his intestines to rot.

Miraculously, the rotted intestines changed again. Under the activity of the cells, the rotted areas healed in a short time!

The potency of the poison continued to act, repeatedly corroding Shi Yan's intestines. However, every time his intestines were corroded by the poison, the self-healing "Martial Spirit" would activate, repairing the rotted areas before the next attack of the poison.

A "Martial Spirit" will improve as the martial artist's realm improves, and may even undergo special changes. The higher the martial artist's realm, the stronger the special abilities of the "Martial Spirit" will be.

Another definition of the characteristics of a "Martial Spirit" came to mind, and Shi Yan was overjoyed. From the abilities displayed by this self-healing "Martial Spirit," he realized that as his realm improved, even if his body was damaged, it could quickly heal. Perhaps when he reached the terrifying realms of Heaven Rank or Divine Connection, this self-healing "Martial Spirit" could even restore broken limbs to their original state.

If he could reach this level, even if someone stabbed him in the heart, he could still use this "Martial Spirit" to heal and avoid death.

If he could reach the realm of a true deity, wouldn't he be able to live forever?

A series of thoughts flashed through Shi Yan's mind. After careful consideration, he silently named this "Martial Spirit" the "Undying Martial Spirit."

After silently sensing it for a while and confirming that the "Undying Martial Spirit" could resist the poison of the Intestine-Cutting Powder, Shi Yan finally felt relieved. He abandoned the idea of risking his life to take the antidote from Kalu and continued to sit still, ignoring the ongoing struggle in his intestines, and quietly began to recover his essence energy.