I Can Strengthen Infinitely

"Move."

Amid Qian Jie’s panicked and miserable shriek, Qin Yuesheng directly took control of his body, landing and immediately kicking a Shunqing City soldier nearby.

Qian Jie now possessed considerable strength; when that kick connected, the target didn’t even have a chance to react and fainted on the spot.

Next, Qin Yuesheng struck again, seizing another soldier’s shoulder, forcibly lifting him up and flinging him into the distance.

The guards of Shunqing City could never have expected someone like Qin Yuesheng to appear at such a moment. They were instantly thrown into confusion, battered senseless; only after a brief daze did they come to their senses and collectively launched a counterattack against Qin Yuesheng.

Qian Jie’s heart was gripped by utter terror. His body acted wholly under Qin Yuesheng’s control, and he didn’t even dare to breathe loudly, afraid he might carelessly die in this sea of people.

A swarm of soldiers thrust their spears forward. Qin Yuesheng swept out his hand, seized a spear, and then, with a powerful yank, spun it rapidly with both hands to block the incoming attacks one after another.

With a spear in hand, Qin Yuesheng’s threat soared again. In a flash, he cleared an open space, the soldiers of the garrison collapsing to the ground, unable to rise for some time.

Yet, troubled by the sheer numbers of Shunqing City’s defenders, this method was simply too slow. At this pace, it would be impossible to finish the fight even within half a stick of incense’s time.

Qin Yuesheng immediately channeled his Nine Yin Internal Power into the spear and rammed it hard into the ground.

In that instant, Nine Yin Internal Power spread across the earth in all directions, instantly freezing the ground into solid ice, encasing the guards in a cold prison.

With Qin Yuesheng’s Nine Yin Internal Power, even though only forty percent of it passed into Qian Jie’s body, it was more than enough to subdue such ordinary soldiers.

In less than three blinks, a stretch of ice twenty zhang wide froze over, and the area around the city gate became a vision of white frost and ice, like the northern lands’ snowy wilderness.

The situation instantly settled; Bao Tianhua’s soldiers were completely wiped out.

The elite soldiers Huo Ping had sent into the city tonight all stared, dumbstruck. This suddenly appearing martial master had single-handedly reversed the tides of battle, granting them a prime chance to turn the gears and open the city gates.

Ka-ka-ka!

With the combined strength of several external-forging martial artists, the city gate—normally requiring twenty men to open—slowly yawned ajar, revealing a sliver of opening.

Huo Ping’s group, who had been waiting outside for ages, could no longer restrain themselves; they immediately surged in, preparing to support the assault and seize Shunqing City.

Yet who could have foreseen such a scene of ice and frost behind the gates? The Shunqing City guards were already frozen solid. Huo Ping’s men, all eager and bloodthirsty a heartbeat ago, were left staring in speechless shock, weapons in hand.

This...what is going on?

Bao Tianhua stood afar, witnessing the entire spectacle. Even with his breadth of experience, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of despair—was Shunqing City truly about to be lost under his watch?

Losing Shunqing City meant the entire southern Central Plains would fall into the hands of these rebels, becoming part of their expanding territory.

At the thought, bitterness and resentment flooded Bao Tianhua’s heart.

But what could be done? The outcome was sealed. With Huo Ping leading his army into the city, the defensive advantage of Shunqing City’s walls was utterly gone.

Qin Yuesheng watched the army streaming in from outside the gate. The one at the head, mounted on a spirited steed, was none other than Huo Ping.

For Huo Ping to become a general under Sanhuang, he was naturally skilled in martial arts. At a glance, he noticed Qian Jie looked ordinary, yet concealed a subtle aura—clearly not a common man. He dismounted immediately and approached to ask, "May I have your name, brother?"

Qian Jie had never seen such a scene. Even though Qin Yuesheng possessed him, greatly boosting his overall strength, his courage hadn’t changed; faced with Huo Ping’s inquiry, he simply dared not reply, nor did he know what to say.

Qin Yuesheng promptly emerged from Qian Jie’s body. The sight of a soul leaving the body startled Huo Ping so much that he involuntarily stumbled back several steps.

Qin Yuesheng asked, "Are you a subordinate of the King of Jiangnan?"

Huo Ping was taken aback. "You are...?"

"As long as you are. Is the King of Jiangnan still in Yangzhou Prefecture?" Qin Yuesheng pressed.

"Yes, he is. Are you, sir, also a comrade of our army?"

"Come back to Yangzhou Prefecture with me. I have business with Sanhuang." Qin Yuesheng shed Qian Jie’s body and directly entered Huo Ping’s.

This fellow is timid and weak, not to mention his poor physique—far inferior to Huo Ping, a trained martial artist. By attaching to him, I can arrive at Yangzhou Prefecture much sooner.

Before Huo Ping even registered what happened, Qin Yuesheng’s consciousness had already entered his body.

This is the magic of the Immortal Technique: roaming in the outer heavens, Qin Yuesheng can freely choose which body to enter. The other party does have the right to resist, but only if their strength surpasses the one invoking the technique.

Clearly, Huo Ping did not possess such power and was instantly overtaken by Qin Yuesheng’s control.

"Let’s go." At Qin Yuesheng’s command, Huo Ping immediately felt his body was no longer his own.

"What?!" Faced with such an eerie event, it would be a lie to say Huo Ping’s heart wasn’t shocked. Sensing that he was about to sprint out of Shunqing City, Huo Ping was appalled. He quickly said, "May I stabilize the city’s situation first? Once it’s confirmed as our territory, I will head for Jiangnan."