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

Ying Zheng yawned as he approached, only to see a fair and delicate body lying on the soft couch.

They either displayed their alluring figures in a natural way, or wore sheer fabrics...

He removed the fair and delicate feet of the woman in purple from his arms, and then Hu Meiren's black silk-clad feet came closer.

Ying Zheng shook his head helplessly, grabbed her fluffy fox tail, and moved her aside.

He got up and stretched, feeling refreshed and full of energy.

This place may seem a bit extravagant, but yesterday Ying Zheng didn't actually do anything. He brought out the board games and card games from his previous life and played with everyone for a long time.

"Ugh~ Your Majesty, please be quiet."

Hu Meiren hugged her tail to her chest, her foxy eyes slightly narrowed, and she murmured softly.

Ying Zheng leaned down and pinched her cheek. Her cheek, slightly warm from sleeping, felt wonderful to the touch, and he couldn't bear to let it go.

"You should sleep a little longer."

Hu Meiren gave a soft hum, rubbing her face against his palm before peacefully closing her eyes.

Just as he was about to get up, a hot body pressed against his back, the soft, warm flesh feeling incredibly comfortable.

Yan Lingji buried her pretty face in his neck, exhaling warm breath.

"Your Majesty, where are you going?" she murmured affectionately.

Looking at her charming and adorable appearance, Ying Zheng lifted her up by her plump buttocks and said with a smile:

"Go practice."

Yan Lingji hummed softly, gently nuzzling against his back, "I want to go too~"

Ying Zheng was a little agitated by the fairy, so he pulled her into his arms from behind, and Yan Ling Ji skillfully landed on his waist.

"it is good."

As he spoke, Ying Zheng lifted her burning hot buttocks and walked outside.

Yan Lingji, half-asleep, leaned on his shoulder.

They led Yan Lingji into the secret realm.

Just as Ying Zheng was about to put her down, the girl twisted her delicate body in protest, her hot and soft form almost revealing its true form.

Why haven't you been this clingy before?

Ying Zheng irritably kneaded the soft flesh in his palm.

Yan Lingji pouted and hummed softly in dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, he felt rather helpless, so he sat down cross-legged with her in his arms, slapped her plump buttocks, and warned her with a smile:

"Don't be silly."

His current cultivation mainly focuses on activating the true dragon bloodline, so there is no risk of him going astray.

Otherwise, if he were to unknowingly experience a surge of true dragon energy during his usual cultivation, he would have already perished.

While I was cultivating, I opened my eyes and was greeted by either a beautiful face with slightly sunken cheeks or a scene of frantic activity.

If this were a normal cultivator, their grave would probably be overgrown with weeds by now.

As for why they weren't warned? Well, all Ying Zheng could say was, intensify the efforts.

Shaking his head to dismiss the thoughts that flashed through his mind, Ying Zheng took a deep breath and entered a meditative state.

Chapter 129 Donghuang, Don't Go

In this secret realm, there is no alternation of day and night.

When Donghuang awoke from his cultivation, he felt the increasingly abundant spiritual power within his body, and his icy expression softened slightly.

"Is it the second day already?"

She muttered to herself as her slender, voluptuous figure emerged from the spirit pool.

The glistening elixir rolled down her snow-white skin, and the form-fitting palace dress accentuated her alluring curves, making them even more exaggerated.

The pink little feet created shallow ripples.

Donghuang looked up at the main peak, a sense of curiosity rising in his heart. He then used his spiritual power to dry his wet body.

Then, with a light touch of her toes, her tall and voluptuous body flew towards the main peak.

The closer one gets to the mountain peak, the more abundant the spiritual energy becomes, and Donghuang unconsciously utters a soft chant.

Amidst the carved buildings and painted beams, countless palaces are displayed, and an ancient and majestic temple floats in the air.

In front of the palace complex lay a vast plaza, thousands of feet wide, from which an ancient and desolate aura emanated.

"So there really were ancient civilizations!"

Donghuang's lips parted slightly, her pink tongue tracing across her moist lips.

Coming back to her senses from the shock, she suddenly noticed that there were two figures sitting together in front of the temple.

"Your Majesty?"

Donghuang let out a soft murmur and flew toward the figure.

When he got closer, Donghuang realized something was wrong; a slight, slippery sound came from nearby.

"Cough cough~"

Just as he was about to turn and leave, he saw Yan Lingji's face slightly flushed, her alluring eyes glancing back at him with a misty, watery look. Donghuang coughed lightly, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"Sorry to disturb your cultivation."

Upon hearing this, Yan Lingji paused, her eyes glazed over as she looked at Donghuang, and smiled alluringly:

"You came to see the King not to get closer to him, but to seek his favor?"

Although Donghuang lives alone in the deep palace and doesn't interact much with others on a daily basis, Yanlingji and others have noticed her recent ambiguous relationship with Yingzheng.

Looking at Yan Lingji with curiosity, Donghuang felt as if he had been seen through in an instant.

Her long, slender legs in black stockings were taut.

"Cough, Ling'er, you've learned it."

Donghuang spoke with a hint of guilt, subconsciously avoiding Yanlingji's gaze.

Upon hearing this, Yan Lingji covered her mouth and chuckled. Then, for some reason, her beautiful eyes suddenly widened and her breathing quickened.

She breathed out a few quick breaths, her small hand subtly pinching the soft flesh of Ying Zheng's waist.

"Senior, you should think this through carefully~"

Yan Lingji licked her lips, then began cultivating on her own.

"The king doesn't get many chances to be alone~"

After saying that, Yan Lingji withdrew her gaze, ignoring Donghuang.

A mountain breeze swept by, stirring her dress.

Despite the cool breeze, Donghuang felt dry and thirsty.

She shifted her feet slightly, as if wanting to leave, but just as she lifted her small foot, a smooth, soft voice slipped into her ears.

"Eastern Emperor, oh Eastern Emperor~"

At that moment, Donghuang cursed himself inwardly.

Controlling her trembling body, she took a few light steps and came to Yan Lingji's side.

The scene was a mixture of grotesque terror and pristine purity, making it somewhat indescribable.

After a long silence, Donghuang swallowed hard, his voice trembling slightly as he asked:

"Is this kind of cultivation okay? Won't it cause a qi deviation?"

Donghuang was incredulous, after all, cultivation requires careful attention, and the slightest carelessness could lead to qi deviation.

She had never considered this approach from Yan Lingji, and she was even somewhat worried about Ying Zheng's situation.

Upon hearing this, Yan Lingji slightly opened her beautiful eyes, looked at Ying Zheng's handsome face, chuckled softly, leaned in and gave him a tender kiss, then whispered an explanation:

"It will be alright. The King's cultivation method is different from ours."

If it were harmful to Ying Zheng, why would they be so keen to do such a thing?

Upon hearing this explanation, Donghuang was speechless. As a pioneer of the immortal path, she truly could not see through Ying Zheng.

Perhaps due to her conversation with Donghuang, Yan Lingji's cultivation state was affected. Her whole body trembled and tensed, her neat pearly teeth were clenched together, and her fair nostrils twitched deftly.

The Eastern Emperor was so frightened by the scene that he dared not say a word, for fear of affecting the other party.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Lingji finally regained her composure. Although her alluring body was still trembling, her eyes had become much clearer.

She reached out her little hand and took Donghuang's hand in hers.

"It's so hot!"

Donghuang exclaimed inwardly, Yan Lingji's small hand was as warm and soft as boiling water, yet extremely hot.