Qin Dynasty: I am the First Emperor, starting with the Moon Goddess.

Upon hearing this, the two girls who had been eagerly waiting ran over happily and hugged his arms on either side.

Honglian kissed him on the cheek and said coquettishly, "Thank you, Brother Zheng."

Nongyu blushed and gave him a kiss.

Looking at the two girls' charming appearance, Ying Zheng wanted to pinch their cheeks, but he was hugged tightly and completely submerged in their snowy, soft flesh.

Ying Zheng smiled helplessly, "You don't need to be so polite with me."

At this moment, Shao Siming squatted down in front of the three of them, her small face flushed slightly, and she blinked her bright eyes.

"Your Majesty, may I hold you?"

As she spoke, a hint of anticipation appeared on her usually cold face.

These days, whenever she sees anyone, whether it's Honglian, Nongyu, or Dasiming, they all like to hold Ying Zheng's arm.

She was curious to see what it felt like.

Upon hearing this, Nongyu's beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she then excitedly shook Ying Zheng's arm.

"Brother Zheng, Shao Siming's condition has improved a bit!!"

It involves more human emotions.

Ying Zheng was also quite pleased. He pulled his arm out of Honglian's arms and rubbed Shao Siming's head.

"Shao Shao is great."

Shao Siming squinted her eyes, seemingly enjoying herself, and rubbed her head against Ying Zheng's palm.

It looks like a cute kitten.

At this moment, Nongyu also released Ying Zheng and put his arm into Shao Siming's arms.

In an instant, a warm, soft bosom pressed against him, and the girl's pleasant, subtle fragrance lingered around his nose.

Everyone looked at her curiously. Nongyu blinked her big eyes and asked softly, "Do you feel anything?"

Feeling Ying Zheng's gentle body temperature spread from her smooth chest to her glistening earlobes, a tingling sensation spread through her heart.

"Hmm~ Happy?"

The girl's gentle lips curved slightly upward.

The blooming snow lotus is breathtaking.

Ying Zheng lowered his head and lightly kissed her forehead. "As long as you're happy. If you have any thoughts in the future, just say them."

He couldn't help but feel a little happy; Shao Siming was becoming more and more like a complete person.

"Ah."

Honglian hugged Shao Siming, excitedly kissed her on the cheek, and said with a grin, "Hehe, if you follow your older sister, I guarantee you'll recover faster, Shao Shao."

Ying Zheng flicked Honglian's head with his finger and said irritably, "You are not allowed to corrupt Shao Siming."

Was Nongyu a quiet and lovely girl before? Now she's almost become a troublemaker.

Honglian made a face and ran off with Nongyu, laughing all the while.

Ying Zheng smiled helplessly and refocused his attention on the furnace.

Inside the Spirit Furnace, the fire continued to burn, occasionally erupting with intense bursts of heat.

Sensing the movement of the magical artifact taking shape, Yan Lingji, unusually, left the palace and went to the lakeside with some hesitation.

Looking at Ying Zheng from afar, a faint blush suddenly appeared on her face, and she moved her little feet slightly as if she wanted to go over.

But then, as if struck by a sudden thought, her legs felt a little wet. She stomped her heels on her silk stockings and turned to run away.

Ying Zheng had long noticed Yan Lingji's conflicted expression on the other side of the river.

He was wondering how long the girl would hesitate before coming over, but he found that she had already run away.

Ying Zheng was amused. He gently flicked his sleeve, and a stream of spiritual energy swept over Yan Lingji's alluring body.

As Yan Lingji landed with a startled cry, she immediately saw Ying Zheng standing right in front of her.

Realizing that her actions had been seen by Ying Zheng, Yan Lingji's beautiful face instantly turned as red as the evening glow.

"Your Majesty, how could you do this?!"

At this moment, her silk-clad feet and jade-like toes curled up in embarrassment.

Ying Zheng found it amusing. Seeing that she looked ready to run away at any moment, he grabbed her small hand and pulled her into his arms.

Her warm, plump body felt wonderful to hold.

Yan Lingji's eyes darted around in panic. "Your Majesty, I still need to cultivate. Please don't do this!"

Ying Zheng chuckled helplessly. Although she seemed to be struggling quite fiercely, she hadn't actually exerted much force, and her warm, plump buttocks had never left his embrace.

He reached out and pinched her burning cheek, saying, "I'm teaching you weapon crafting, so don't mess around."

He was speaking from the heart. In the back garden, Yan Lingji was the only fire spirit with an extremely high affinity for fire-type spiritual power.

He may achieve something in the art of weapon crafting in the future.

Upon hearing this, whether she had an excuse or not, Yan Lingji blushed and obediently sat down.

"Oh~"

Her alluring and adorable appearance made Ying Zheng unable to resist kissing her twice.

Seeing that she was acting somewhat aggressively like a kitten, Ying Zheng waved his hand and cast a series of spells.

Look closely!

Ying Zheng gave a soft shout.

As the mysterious runes continued to condense in the void, the faint sounds of wind and thunder could be heard.

Yan Lingji was no longer shy and followed Ying Zheng's technique.

Her bright eyes lit up, and at that moment, she felt as if she had merged with the world.

In this mysterious state, she rapidly absorbed the knowledge of weapon crafting.

Endless runes and incantations surround the furnace, endowing it with special abilities.

Sharpness, divine connection, spiritual absorption...

A sharp aura swirled around, and throughout the entire back garden, wind and thunder roared, dragons howled and phoenixes cried out, and phantoms disappeared into the void.

The enormous commotion startled Da Siming and the others from their cultivation.

The light gauze covering her body had long been rolled up to the corner, and her plump, snow-white flesh rippled with jade-colored waves in the strong wind.

"Weapon refining runes?!"

Although he was not an expert in weapon crafting, Da Siming still recognized the unique aura of the weapon.

Hu Meiren slowly rose, her small mouth slightly open, revealing a glimpse of her pink tongue.

"Is Your Majesty about to forge a celestial artifact? The commotion is so great."

The two exchanged a glance, then vanished instantly, arriving near Ying Zheng.

Only then did they realize that Ying Zheng was indeed forging a weapon, but he was also holding a charming enchantress in his arms.

The Grand Master of Fate sighed and chuckled, saying, "Your Majesty is really something else, making such a fuss over a simple sermon."

Both of them realized at this moment that Yan Lingji was in a state of enlightenment.

Hu Meiren exchanged a glance with Ying Zheng with her alluring eyes, then covered her mouth and chuckled, "I never imagined Ling'er had such a high talent for weapon crafting."

The Grand Commander nodded in agreement. In terms of cultivation, Yan Lingji was a novice. Who would have thought that she would be so skilled in weapon crafting?

At this moment, the majestic and vast spiritual energy of heaven and earth rippled out, and five-colored true fire spread out from Yan Lingji's body.

The five-colored true fire was incredibly powerful; it had barely appeared when even the space itself seemed to crack from the heat.

Her clothes turned to ashes, and nothing survived the surrounding vegetation. Her snow-white body trembled eerily in the void.

Chapter 103 It's too late to escape now.

Endless five-colored flames raged, burning everything around them. The terrifying aura moved even the Great Master of Fate and the others.

At this moment, Ying Zheng opened his eyes, his gaze revealing a sense of weariness.

In order to help Yan Lingji fully activate her talent, he used some of his own essence.

However, it's not a bad deal. The Dragon Source and the Flame Spirit Princess's Five-Colored Divine Fire complement each other, and after digestion, they may be able to activate more bloodline power.

It was as if he were holding a furnace in his arms; the boiling five-colored divine fire had already burned away the imperial robes.

The smooth, fragrant flesh adhered to the body, and through the twisted five-colored divine fire, a faint pinkish hue could be seen.

"That's a bit of an exaggeration..."

Ying Zheng couldn't help but sigh softly at this moment, thinking that this was truly a divine body born for alchemy and weapon crafting.

After a long while, the five-colored divine fire became docile and gradually disappeared into Yan Lingji's body.

Um~