In the Great Qin Dynasty, I, the Unruly Commander, begin by dual-cultivating with Yan Ling Ji.

Looking at the items she had caught, Ying Ziqing felt a sense of relief that she had finally shaken off her reputation as an unlucky person.

He looked at the Crimson Blood Fruit in the system space.

【Red Blood Fruit】:

After consumption, it can help the user advance two minor realms. Note: It is ineffective for those at the late True Spirit stage or above.

Ying Ziqing stroked her chin, looking at the two Crimson Blood Fruits in the system space, whose ownership had already been assigned.

He then turned his gaze to the second item.

[Liuwei Mieshen Pill]:

This is an ancient forbidden medicine capable of poisoning even immortals and gods. Upon ingestion, the body and soul will decay together, leading to a death in endless pain and torment. Note: This substance can also be used in smaller pieces, but the effect will be reduced accordingly.

Good heavens, a forbidden poison capable of killing immortals and gods! Even in ancient times, such a forbidden poison would have been extremely precious. If used properly, hehehe…

Finally, he looked at the summoning panel for the last Yelü Zhiwu.

The Great Shaman of the Northern Desert, and also the number one expert in the Northern Desert, possesses the cultivation of the mid-stage True Spirit Realm. Although he is proficient in divination, his interest lies in combat, and he is obsessed with fighting.

I'm quite interested in the simple-minded Ying Ziqing from the original work, who has a combat power of 200 and an IQ of 50.

He had a thought in his mind,

A flash of white light appeared in the room.

The next second, Yelü Zhiwu appeared gracefully in front of Ying Ziqing.

She wore a gold mask with intricate patterns, her crimson eyes peeking out from beneath it. Her medium-length black hair cascaded down her back, and her upper body was adorned with various small items. She wore a grey, slit-hemmed long skirt, revealing her incredibly proportionate, long, and straight legs.

Her top reached only to her navel, revealing her slender, fair waist without an ounce of excess fat, and she held a long, elegant staff in her hand.

Yelü Zhiwu knelt barefoot on one knee, revealing her long, slender, fair legs. Her voice, youthful yet with a touch of heroism, rang out from beneath her mask:

"Great Shaman Yelü Zhiwu pays his respects to the Commander-in-Chief."

"Get up."

Yelü Zhiwu stood up and stood there obediently. Ying Ziqing stepped forward, raised her right hand, and removed the mask from Yelü Zhiwu's face.

The mask was lifted, revealing Yelü Zhiwu's breathtakingly beautiful face.

His features were well-defined and sculpted, his sharp and wild face exuding a heroic air.

Like a wild cat, it makes you want to conquer it.

Ying Ziqing lifted Yelü Zhiwu's somewhat bewildered face, and said with a smirk:

"You look better without the mask. Don't wear a mask in front of me anymore."

Yelü Zhiwu tilted her head, her eyes filled with confusion, and asked, "Why?"

Ying Ziqing gently tapped his head and said:

"I told you not to wear it, so you don't have to."

"Oh, I see..."

Yelü Zhiwu raised her slender hand to protect her head and said reluctantly.

Ying Ziqing looked at Yelü Zhiwu, who was behaving like a child, and couldn't help but twitch at the corner of her mouth.

It feels a bit like taking care of a child. But then I thought, after all, Yelü Zhiwu, who is only nineteen years old, has been obsessed with martial arts since childhood and has never had any contact with the outside world. Her mind is as simple as that of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child. Even Jing Xinmo's clumsy acting skills can fool her.

However, sensing the pressure emanating from her, a power befitting a mid-stage True Spirit cultivator,...

Oh well, I guess I'll just have to be a little slow.

Seeing Yelü Zhiwu's large, wild, and spirited eyes staring at him expectantly, Ying Ziqing felt somewhat awkward and spoke:

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"General, I want to duel with you one-on-one." Yelü Zhiwu looked at Ying Ziqing with a longing in her eyes and spoke her mind frankly.

A smile flashed in Ying Ziqing's eyes as she glanced at Yelü Zhiwu, then flipped her hand, revealing a Crimson Blood Fruit.

"Your cultivation is only at the mid-stage of True Spirit, which is far too weak. This is a rare and precious treasure that can help you break through two realms. Come and challenge me to a duel after you break through."

Yelü Zhiwu showed a hint of surprise on her pretty face, then took the Crimson Blood Fruit and swallowed it.

Ying Ziqing: "..."

No, he just swallowed that huge Crimson Blood Fruit. Besides, he thought Yelü Zhiwu would wait until she was in her best condition before taking it, but he didn't expect that this fool would swallow it as soon as she heard that it could raise her cultivation level by two realms.

Seeing Yelü Zhiwu's flushed face, Ying Ziqing sighed helplessly, carried her to his bed, and made her sit cross-legged to circulate her inner energy to digest the medicinal power of the Crimson Blood Fruit.

Yelü Zhiwu closed her beautiful eyes, her brows slightly furrowed, and a faint pink aura seeped from the pores of her skin.

Ying Ziqing stood guard beside Yelü Zhiwu, arms crossed. After all, she might be his top expert in the future. Apart from being a little simple-minded, she was quite good. As the commander-in-chief, he naturally had to take good care of her.

This Crimson Blood Fruit was originally intended for Mirror Heart Demon to enhance his strength, but compared to Yelü Zhiwu, who is in the mid-stage of True Spirit, giving it to him would be a waste of such a precious natural treasure.

Anyway, Mirror Heart Demon is a strategist, and a strategist doesn't necessarily need to have a high level of cultivation.

Mirror Demon: ...So love can disappear, right...?

About fifteen minutes later, the room was filled with an extremely terrifying pressure. If it weren't for Ying Ziqing's suppression, this pressure could have razed the entire young master's mansion to the ground.

Yelü Zhiwu suddenly opened her tightly closed eyes, her crimson pupils flashing with golden light.

She absorbed the terrifying pressure around her into her body. Seeing this, Ying Ziqing also raised her hand and removed the restrictions she had set up in the room.

Looking at Ying Ziqing's handsome face and feeling the seemingly inexhaustible inner strength within her body, which had reached the peak of the True Spirit realm, Yelü Zhiwu excitedly said:

"General, I feel like I could take on ten of you right now!"

Ying Ziqing's face twitched. She cracked her knuckles. It seemed that this simpleton was still not used to her strength. Oh well, let her know what it means to have no end to the path of martial arts.

"Come, let's go to a secluded place to have a match."

After a long while,

On a mountain peak dozens of miles away from Xianyang City, a tall and mighty Xie Zhi sat quietly to the side, watching the two people standing opposite each other.

Ying Ziqing took out the Longquan sword, which she hadn't used for a long time, from the system space, and pointed the sword at Yelü Zhiwu, who was holding a staff.

He said, "Come on, let me see how skilled the other peak True Spirit experts are."

Yelü Zhiwu touched her delicate nose and let out a soft hum.

"Watch out, Commander."

After saying that, she stomped her foot hard, and her figure appeared in front of Ying Ziqing almost instantly, and the staff she held high in her hand suddenly fell down.

However, Ying Ziqing's figure suddenly transformed into an elemental form, and the staff pierced through his lightning body, slamming heavily onto the ground, raising dust and leaving a crater tens of meters wide.

Then Ying Ziqing pointed a finger, and the violent power of thunder instantly sent Yelü Zhiwu flying.