I don't talk about love with my Martial Sister

Chapter 86

Shang Can had always had a weak constitution.

For a long time, she had to take a large amount of medicine just to barely maintain the normal function of her body. She was someone who was terrified of bitterness, yet over the years, she gradually became accustomed to it. In fact, she didn't like fighting with others at all—it was painful and hard—though perhaps she began to dislike it after becoming known as "Can." After all, each encounter was a mysterious life-and-death struggle, as if her so-called reputation as a "demon cultivator" was an original sin, luring countless cultivators to seek fame by eliminating her.

Her hands weren't clean; they were stained with the blood of cultivators, and even more likely, her own blood that she had coughed up. She was already in a state of disrepair, barely hanging on, yet she had to maintain some semblance of dignity, barely covering her always pale complexion with a white jade mask.

But now, she felt fantastic.

Whether it was her body or anything else, Shang Can's ability to summon heavenly fire had become increasingly adept. With just a glance, she could call forth a stream of fiery meteors from the sky, pursuing Qin Yi with unmatched ferocity, wanting to consume her entirely. Her eyes felt a bit swollen and hot, as if they were filled with quietly burning fire. But beyond that, Shang Can felt an unprecedented lightness in her body. Watching Qin Yi, who could only flee in a panic, her mood was surprisingly calm and unaffected.

She suspected that with each use of her spiritual power, she was indeed losing something, but she had no intention of caring about that anymore.

This was not a fair battle; Qin Yi had no backup, no traps, no ambush. She was simply facing Shang Can alone, struggling to survive amidst the unextinguishable heavenly fire. It was a one-sided crushing situation, and it was only a matter of time before Qin Yi collapsed under the heavenly flames.

Shang Can didn't understand what this person was thinking, nor did she grasp what Qin Yi wanted. She had come here early, seemingly just to place the Heart Lotus Seed into the ghost realm's barrier and wait for Shang Can to arrive. It was as if she had already prepared herself to die at Shang Can's hands.

Qin Yi seemed to only want to see Shang Can in pain; it had always been so, a person who stayed true to herself.

Of course, Shang Can couldn't let her have her way.

Years ago, the land had suffered a second calamity after being burned to the ground. The heavenly fire mercilessly swept away every inch of visible land. Qin Yi finally couldn't evade it, collapsing on the ground, barely alive.

Shang Can stood silently not far away; the area around her was clean for a few meters, starkly contrasting with the scorched earth still steaming before her. She slightly moved her fingers, halting the next wave of heavenly fire in midair, contemplating whether she should deliver a fatal blow to Qin Yi now.

"...Can, Shang Can..."

Qin Yi's hoarse voice came from afar, perhaps injured her vocal cords due to the heavenly fire. Her voice was muffled and hard to discern, but Shang Can could still hear her strange laughter, rasping, "The barrier... you haven't broken it yet, have you?"

Shang Can remained silent, raising her eyes to look in the distance. She hadn't deliberately avoided anything while using heavenly fire; she had been focused solely on attacking Qin Yi. But it seemed that the complex spiritual power trajectories of that barrier were indeed still barely holding on, not directly destroyed by the recent barrage.

Not hearing her response, the half-ghost, whose body was damaged and could no longer regenerate spiritual power, mumbled something indistinctly, struggling to raise her head. Her sightless eyes stubbornly turned in Shang Can's direction, seemingly trying to say something. Shang Can couldn't hear clearly and was going to ignore it, but for some reason, Qin Yi repeated it over and over until Shang Can finally understood a bit.