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

Dusk had just fallen.

The afterglow of the sunset faded on the horizon, carrying a touch of warmth.

They found Shao Siming lost in thought by the lake.

"Stop daydreaming, go find the King."

The High Priestess chuckled and patted the girl's head.

The girl remained expressionless, yet obediently followed behind the Great Master of Fate.

When they found Ying Zheng.

He was sitting in the pavilion practicing his meditation.

"Your Majesty~"

"The High Priestess called out softly."

Ying Zheng exited his cultivation state, looked at the two of them, and said with a smile:

"I'll give it a try."

"Success is not guaranteed."

The Grand Master of Fate nodded quickly, "Your Majesty, you can do your best."

As he spoke, he pushed Shao Siming to sit down in front of Ying Zheng.

"Listen to the king's words."

Shao Siming blinked, then nodded indifferently, indicating that she understood.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng did not hesitate.

He grasped Shao Siming's small hand, channeling the power of the True Dragon into the girl's body.

He squeezed her veins frantically.

Then it devoured her original internal energy.

For a while.

Shao Siming's aura suddenly weakened.

Her face was deathly pale.

Pain welled up in his eyes.

Strands of internal energy were devoured, and the residual aura of the cultivation technique was stripped away.

It felt like having blood drawn and tendons ripped out; the pain was extreme.

to the end.

Shao Siming couldn't hold on any longer and fainted with a muffled groan.

Ying Zheng continued to strip away the imprint of his original cultivation method.

Until it got completely dark.

Ying Zheng finally let out a soft breath and stopped.

"Okay~"

At this moment, Shao Siming's gauze dress was soaked with sweat, as if she had been pulled out of the water.

Weak to the extreme.

Upon hearing this, the High Priestess dared to come over, took out a bottle of spiritual medicine, and fed it into the girl's mouth.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Seeing that the girl's condition had stabilized, Da Siming looked at Ying Zheng and said gratefully.

Ying Zheng shook his head and chuckled, then reached out and slapped her on the buttocks.

"You're being so polite."

At this time.

Yanfei and the others walked over.

Seeing that Shao Siming was alright, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

After a brief chat, Da Siming took the girl away to rest.

Consort Yan then sat down, glanced at Ying Zheng with her beautiful eyes, and said with a hint of helplessness:

"You've ruined the Yin-Yang School."

Leaving aside the four elders, even Donghuang Taiyi is now imprisoned in the inner palace.

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh.

"It seems that's really the case~"

As he spoke, he took Yanfei's small hand and gently squeezed it a couple of times with a smile.

"It's the Yin-Yang School. There's an elder named Dongjun Yanfei who's a die-hard."

"What do you think we should do?"

The Moon Goddess smiled slightly, teasingly saying:

"For die-hards, the king's thunderous methods are most effective."

Yan Fei's cheeks flushed slightly, and she glared at the Moon Goddess with her beautiful eyes.

Facing Ying Zheng's gaze, he merely spat lightly, looked away, and said nothing.

Seeing this, the Moon Goddess's face was full of smiles.

She rose gracefully.

"Your Majesty, remember to teach the die-hards a lesson they deserve."

"Then I shall take my leave."

With that, she swayed her plump, fleshy buttocks as she walked away.

The air was filled with the chirping of insects.

Yan Fei felt Ying Zheng's fiery aura spreading from her palms throughout her body.

Her fair skin seemed to be on fire.

"Your Majesty~"

Yanfei called softly.

……

When Madam Hu woke up.

The moon has already risen above the branches.

Feeling limp all over, she stretched out lazily, her smooth, snow-white flesh flowing like water.

Her fair and delicate toes lazily spread open.

The memory of that happy moment still lingers in my mind.

At this moment, Hu Meiren walked in, yawning.

Seeing her sister's shy and alluring expression, she couldn't help but tease her:

"Sister, that's really unfair of you."

"They would rather cooperate with that demon, the High Priest, than with me."

Mrs. Hu blushed slightly and quickly retorted:

I didn't agree.

Her shy demeanor even stirred something in Hu Meiren's heart.

She lay down next to her sister.

Mrs. Hu asked with some curiosity:

"Why are you here instead of going to see the King?"

My sister is a real enchantress.

At night, his bloodline awakens, and he watches over Ying Zheng, causing havoc.

Hu Meiren covered her mouth and yawned, then pointed outside and said:

Listen to it yourself~

Madam Hu was deep in thought.

All that could be heard was the chirping of insects mixed with some noisy human voices.

"Your Majesty, let's go back inside..."

"That does not work."