Ji Changsheng's cultivation base and merit were closely intertwined.
If he killed too many people he shouldn't, Ying Hongye was very worried that her man's cultivation base would be frozen or even regressed, which would be a big trouble.
She didn't want Ji Changsheng to pay such a high price for her.
"Changsheng, Elder Yin is of the strategist type, not difficult to kill, you don't need to do it yourself, you must control yourself."
Ji Changsheng smiled at Ying Hongye: "Don't worry, merit is something I can earn in the Ten Thousand Demon Country the same as in Ying Country. Besides, I have been controlling myself in Ying Country and have barely killed anyone. If this Elder Yin doesn't pose a big problem, I won't move against him."
They quickly met Yin Bingjun.
Much to Ji Changsheng's surprise, Yin Bingjun's age-preservation technique seemed unperfected. He looked to be in his sixties. Dressed in a purple robe, he looked noble and yet revealed a sense of arrogance.
