Chapter 670: Lin Jiu’s Legacy

Lin Jiu was dead!
Thanks to the detection and amplification effects of the Qianyuan Xuan Array, Su Che was absolutely certain that Lin Jiu had no vital signs left—he was dead for sure.
Yet even so, Su Che didn’t dare rashly rush into the Seven Deadly Kill Array to collect his body. What if this guy had hidden some sinister trick before dying, like a self-destruct mechanism? With the Xuanxian Yuan Ying still inside him, it could blow Su Che to pieces without leaving a trace. Or maybe more than a dozen Tianxian-level loyal subordinates would suddenly emerge from his personal space and kill him in one strike.
So, Su Che released a Mahayana-stage soul slave from the Immortal Prison, armed with a top-tier Dao artifact spatial treasure, and entered the Seven Deadly Kill Array. First, he stored Lin Jiu’s body inside that top-tier Dao artifact. Even if Lin Jiu tried to destroy the massive internal space of the artifact, it would still take him one or two breaths at least.
One or two breaths might seem short, but it was enough time for Su Che to dodge to another location within the Qianyuan Xuan Array. This method was the safest—at most, he would lose a Mahayana-stage slave and a Dao artifact.
Better to be cautious!
Although the soul slave successfully collected Lin Jiu’s body without any of the problems Su Che had feared, he still didn’t think his actions were unnecessary. It was best if nothing went wrong, but if mistakes occurred, it could mean death, with no chance to correct them…
Once the soul slave safely exited the Seven Deadly Kill Array with the top-tier Dao artifact, Su Che imprisoned them both in the Immortal Prison.
Su Che believed Lin Jiu’s body held little value. What mattered was that his personal space must contain the vast wealth this guy had accumulated over millions of years. Of course, there was also Guangqi, who was at the same level as him.
“Both Xuanxians’ wealth will now belong to me!”
Su Che was full of anticipation.
Inside the Immortal Prison, Lao He carefully took Lin Jiu’s body out of the top-tier Dao artifact. Even with the backing of the Immortal Prison’s heavenly forces, he remained extremely cautious. This could be a Xuanxian—if he were still alive, the world’s power in the Immortal Prison might not be enough to subdue him.
“Is he dead?” Su Che wondered.
“Dead.”

In the vast starry sky of the first layer of the Immortal Prison, Lao He floated in front of Lin Jiu’s corpse, his expression grave as he said, “He’s definitely dead, but the way he died is rather unusual.”
“Oh?”
Su Che asked curiously, “How unusual?”
“I feel that this guy’s primordial spirit energy hasn’t completely dissipated, and his soul has been sealed inside his body by some force…”
Lao He tapped his chin and mused, “This way of dying means that if someone is willing to save him, he can still be brought back to life.”
“I see…”
Su Che frowned, his mind racing.
Bring him back to life?
Su Che definitely wouldn’t do that. After all, this guy was a Xuanxian, three major realms above him in cultivation level—there was no possibility of soul enslavement at all.
Having such a powerful being half-dead in the Immortal Prison would undoubtedly pose an unimaginable threat. So, not only could he not be saved, but he had to be completely destroyed, utterly eradicated!
However, before that, it seemed he still had some use value.
After some thought, Su Che said, “Send his corpse to the fifth layer of the Immortal Prison and see if we can extract all his divine skills and great arts. That would be the most valuable treasure.”
“That’s what I thought too,” Lao He nodded.
As for the items in Lin Jiu’s personal space, since he was already in the Immortal Prison, they couldn’t possibly be lost, so there was no rush to retrieve them. What was most important now were the divine skills Lin Jiu was skilled in—Great Defense Art, Great Penetration Art, and so on.
If his primordial spirit dissipated and his soul separated from his body, these skills would also vanish completely, which would be a real shame.
However, Lin Jiu’s state of death was somewhat unusual, and neither Su Che nor Lao He was sure whether they could extract all his skills from a dead body. Such a situation had never been encountered before.
After the corpse was sent to the fifth layer of the Immortal Prison, after a short while, they heard Lao He’s excited shout, “It actually works!”
Huh…
Before Su Che could ask further, an unprecedentedly intense sense of relief suddenly struck him!
This feeling was unique to the moment of receiving divine skills—a supreme pleasure that acted directly on the soul. Its intensity far surpassed even the sensual pleasure during romantic encounters.
The transfer of skills from a Xuanxian carried such a powerful impact that it was stronger than the combined effect of a dozen mythic-level mortal skills.
Huh huh huh huh…

Su Che was immersed in extreme pleasure, losing not only his ability to speak but also his capacity to think for a time.
Lao He hid in the skill extraction space on the fifth floor of the Immortal Prison. Dim light illuminated his profile, coupled with his low, sneaky laughter, making him look like a typical villain.
“Hehehe, isn’t it great?”
“Lin Jiu’s corpse can still bring such top-tier spiritual pleasure to my master—this is truly…”
“Ah, I’m so evil! I’m almost sick from it!”
“No, I can’t think anymore. I just had a big meal; it would be a shame to throw it up…”
If Su Che were to know Lao He’s evil thoughts at this moment, he would likely go crazy beyond just feeling nauseous…
The skill transfer lasted for dozens of breaths before Su Che regained his clarity.
“Great Defense Art!”
“Great Slaying Art!”
“Great Golden Body Art!”
“Lin Jiu mastered three great arts. Among them, he had reached an advanced level in both the Great Defense Art and the Great Slaying Art, while the Great Golden Body Art was only at the most basic beginner stage.”
Thinking of this, Su Che guessed that Lin Jiu had relied on his barely mastered Great Golden Body Art, using his pure physical strength to defeat Guang Qi, who only possessed an ordinary True Immortal Golden Body.
The countless cracks on Lin Jiu’s physical body were signs of his golden body breaking, but these were merely minor injuries that could heal easily.
The ultimate realm of the Great Golden Body Art was to approach true immortality—invincible, indestructible, and almost impossible to kill. It was said that among the dozen or so Immortal Lords in the Immortal Realm, fewer than the count of fingers on one hand could master this art to its highest level.
Practicing the Great Golden Body Art was extremely difficult, beyond imagination, and even those at the Xuanxian level were unlikely to succeed. That’s why Guang Qi said those words before dying: “I never expected that you really managed to master it… You still… deceived me.”
The Great Golden Body Art not only strengthened the physical body but also had another powerful effect: it could amplify other types of defensive abilities one possessed.
Take Lin Jiu as an example. Although his mastery of the Great Defense Art was at an advanced level, thanks to his Great Golden Body Art, his defense art’s power could nearly double. Where he could originally create only three light shields, with amplification, he could create five.

“Within the Yellow Wind Killing Formation, he only displayed three light shields, pretending to struggle to withstand the continuous assault of the destructive wind columns. His purpose wasn’t to deceive me but to hide Guangqi.” Only then did Su Che truly understand—that Lin Jiu, though seemingly reckless and having significant flaws in his character, far less profound than Guangqi’s, was actually just pretending. Compared to Guangqi, who remained always calm and unassuming, Lin Jiu was far more cunning! Just as Lao He had said: “This bastard is really good at pretending!” At this point, Su Che even felt a slight amount of admiration for the dead Lin Jiu, exclaiming in his heart, “To borrow the words you once said to Guangqi: I was able to defeat you only because I had better luck than you—because I possess the Immortal Prison!” Su Che obtained from Lin Jiu three great Dao arts, over a dozen powerful divine techniques, and hundreds of ordinary spells… Of course, even the most ordinary spells were genuine immortal spells, far beyond anything ordinary gods could possess. A tremendous gain! It could only be described in four words like this. “I originally planned to utterly destroy you, to reduce you to nothingness. But to thank you for leaving behind such a rich legacy, I’ll grant you the right to be reborn. However, it can only be in the cycle of rebirths within the Immortal Prison world.” Rebirth within the Immortal Prison meant that Lin Jiu would forever become a subject of the Immortal Prison, a subject under Su Che’s control. No matter what, he couldn’t defy this divine will. Thus, Lin Jiu’s corpse became an empty shell. Su Che used the power of the Immortal Prison’s natural laws to extract his soul from the body and send it to the second layer of the Ghost Realm. Once in the Ghost Realm, whether you were a mortal soul or once an immortal soul, the treatment was the same: the innocent would be reborn, while the guilty would be punished. For some reason, Lin Jiu’s soul had remained in a state of unconsciousness. It was only after entering the Ghost Realm and being stimulated by its laws that it “awoke.” “Where is this?” His soul still retained a certain degree of consciousness, but it had become that of an ordinary person. All the insights related to the immortal path had already transferred to Su Che’s mind along with the skills. “Lin Jiu!” At Su Che’s command, the Nether Ghost Emperor, who ruled the Ghost Realm, took on Su Che’s appearance and appeared before Lin Jiu’s soul. His majestic voice resounded throughout the area: “Do you still remember me?” “Tian Yu!” Lin Jiu’s soul instantly burst out with intense hatred—even if reduced to ashes, he would still recognize you!

It’s just that he alone turned to ashes.
“Don’t hate me.”
At this moment, the Nether Ghost Emperor temporarily took on the role of a puppet, controlled by Su Che to speak with Lin Jiu: “Hating me is useless. You’re already dead, with nothing left but an empty soul.”
“I’m dead?”
Lin Jiu was still confused. Though he couldn’t speak, he could convey his thoughts: “How did I die? Who killed me? You wretched kid Tian Yu, I’m sure you definitely don’t have the ability to kill me! At the very least, you can’t make me die so mysteriously.”
“Yes,” replied Su Che. “That’s why I’ve decided to turn you into a conscious ghost.”