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

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Gu Yuena's cheeks flushed red.

"Why are you all looking at me... I'll just go with you!"

Ying Zheng was somewhat surprised, "You're always on guard against me bullying you, why the sudden change of heart today?"

Feeling Ying Zheng's teasing gaze.

Gu Yuena's pretty face immediately puffed up slightly, and a hint of shame and indignation flashed in her eyes.

"Then... I won't go!!"

With that, she lightly touched the ground with her toes and was about to rush out of the main hall.

Ah ~!

Then she crashed headfirst into Ying Zheng's arms, her ample flesh filling his chest.

"Let me go!"

Gu Yuena's cheeks flushed red as she glared at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng suppressed a smile and reached out to hug Gu Yuena tightly.

"That won't do. If you run away, where am I supposed to find such a beautiful little silver dragon?"

As he spoke, Ying Zheng had already swept her up in his arms.

Chapter 237 Ah Yin

Several days passed quickly.

On this day, Bibi Dong, who had provoked him, and Arou, who had been caught in the crossfire, were suppressed.

With nothing else to do, he took Ah Yin to the Martial Soul Temple.

Sendo Ryu was presiding over the meeting.

Upon seeing Ying Zheng arrive, he immediately showed joy and quickly got down from his seat.

"Greetings, my lord!!"

"Hope you are my master!"

Seeing Qian Daoliu's actions, Jin E and the others quickly reacted.

He quickly turned around and bowed.

"Greetings to the Lord!"

After more than a month of cultivation, everyone present has seen their cultivation level increase dramatically.

Even the weakest elder now possesses the power of a demigod.

Now, everyone looks at Ying Zheng with fervent worship on their faces.

Ying Zheng nodded slightly and led Ah Yin inside.

He sat on his own sacred throne.

Lin Mo looked down at the crowd, pondered for a moment, and said calmly:

"After some time, I will return to my original world."

Upon hearing this, everyone present changed their expressions slightly.

Qian Daoliu frowned, and asked in a slightly hurried tone:

"When will our lord return?!"

Now that the Spirit Hall is specializing in new cultivation techniques, its rise is unstoppable.

But Ying Zheng was about to leave.

Ying Zheng remained calm, looking at the crowd and saying indifferently:

"About ten years!"

These words caused an uproar in the main hall.

"What?! It's been that long?"

"My lord, you can't abandon us!"

"The golden crocodile wants to follow its master and leave!"

More than a decade is too long; everyone present saw a much higher level of understanding.

I don't want to give up right now.

Ying Zheng's expression darkened slightly, and Qian Daoliu and the others immediately changed their expressions.

They all lowered their heads and dared not speak again.

"You can cultivate in peace. The Spirit Hall need not rush. Focus on consolidating its own power."

"Just wait for me to lead the army here."

A protracted war would be too damaging to the foundation.

As long as the Qin army is brought here, we can quickly sweep through and minimize losses.

Qian Daoliu remained silent for a moment, then said, "I will obey Your Majesty's orders!"

"We will guard the Spirit Hall and await our Lord's return!"

Ying Zheng nodded calmly, "You may all step down."

"Here!"

The high-ranking officials, with complex expressions, respectfully withdrew from the main hall.

Ying Zheng suppressed his imposing aura and leaned lazily against A Yin's chest.

Ah Yin pursed her lips slightly, gently kneading Ying Zheng's shoulders, her face showing a hint of reproach.

"Your Majesty, you are too lazy! You have no sense of propriety at all!"

In private, he's like a salted fish.

As she spoke, she gently pressed down on Ying Zheng's head, which was nuzzling against her chest.

With a little force, I lifted Ah Yin onto my lap.

With his cheek buried in a patch of smooth, snowy flesh, Ying Zheng couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Ah Yin truly lives up to her title as the Blue Silver Emperor; she smells so good!"

It has a faint floral fragrance that is refreshing and calming.

Warm breaths brushed against my skin, and my snow-white skin was instantly tinged with a faint blush.

Ah Yin's pretty face flushed slightly, and she glared at him with her beautiful eyes.

"So, the biggest advantage of living for 100,000 years is that I smell good?"

Ying Zheng opened his mouth and gently bit down, his voice slightly dazed as he said:

"A-Yin is full of good points."

Golden light spilled in, casting shadows through the window gaps in the tranquil hall.

A faint smacking sound echoed.

Facing the sunlight, Ah Yin slightly raised her jade-like neck, her pretty face glowing with a rosy hue.

Golden light flowed down the snow-white surface, creating a beautiful fluorescent glow.

Bang!

The heavy palace doors creaked shut.

"Your Majesty, this is the Holy Temple!"

Her usually gentle voice trembled slightly and sounded embarrassed.

Not to mention she's a 100,000-year-old soul beast.

Now, however, they are behaving absurdly in the most supreme temple of the Spirit Hall.

For a moment, Ah Yin's delicate body stiffened.

"Rest assured, I will not act rashly."

Ying Zheng's smiling voice came through.

He even went so far as to allow the final ceremony to be completed in such a hasty manner.

However, it's necessary to collect some interest.

"I have heard that the juice of the Blue Silver Grass is quite sweet and delicious."

"Today I will see if it can quench my thirst."

……

The afterglow of the setting sun poured down from the horizon.