Fantasy: After transmigrating, I effortlessly became a god.

As Zheng Qian was still in shock, He Ruoyun's face was already flushed red. She bit her lower lip tightly, as if she were enduring great pain. Meanwhile, Consort Mei stood there coldly, a disdainful smile on her face.

"Consort Yun, you put aphrodisiacs in the wine, wanting to have an affair with Zheng Qianxing. How laughable! If I hadn't come today, wouldn't you have ruined the royal family's reputation?" Consort Mei turned to He Ruoyun, her eyes full of mockery.

He Ruoyun was restless and agitated. She was just an ordinary woman, but she was afraid that Zheng Qian, being a martial artist, had a strong resistance, so she had given him a very large dose of medicine. She said in a trembling voice.

"I...I didn't...I just..."

"Hmph." Consort Mei snorted coldly, "Whether you are alive or not, you two will die today."

As soon as he finished speaking, a world-destroying aura erupted, and a palm struck towards Zheng Qian.

"die."

Before the palm even arrived, Zheng Qian's face was already stinging from the force of the palm strike. As the palm drew ever closer, he had no way to avoid it.

With his blood surging, Zheng Qian advanced instead of retreating, unleashing a burst of 14,000 jin of power as he punched the palm of his hand.

boom……

As their fists and palms collided, Zheng Qian was sent flying again, coughing up blood. He was injured by the Enchantress's palm strike, but the Enchantress was also in bad shape. She was blasted back eight steps by Zheng Qian's punch before regaining her footing, her right hand trembling uncontrollably.

"I underestimated you." Consort Mei's face was flushed, making her even more alluring. She was also feeling hot, but she wanted to kill Zheng Qian first and then use her spiritual energy to expel the medicinal properties from her body.

"You bitch, you've got some nerve." Zheng Qian got up from the ground, furious that he had been beaten for no reason.

At this moment, he was holding a handful of white flour, which was the spirit-dispersing powder that Jiang Siting had left for him to deal with experts in the Spirit Fusion Realm.

Spiritual power is also a kind of power. Although Consort Mei looks charming and delicate, her strength is in no way inferior to Zheng Qian's, and her attacks are more fierce and her moves are unpredictable.

Hearing Zheng Qian call her a "stinking woman," Consort Mei's killing intent intensified. Her body became light and ethereal, and her palm seemed to contain the power of heaven and earth as she struck towards Zheng Qian.

Zheng Qian stared intently at Consort Mei. His fists moved like the wind, each punch delivered with full force and imbued with a profound bloodlust.

Each of their attacks was relentless, leaving no room for retreat, causing the air to vibrate and buzz.

The more Consort Mei fought, the more alarmed she became. Zheng Qian was only at the peak of the Bone Refining Realm, but his strength was no weaker than hers. Now, he was fighting even more fiercely, while she felt like she couldn't circulate her spiritual energy.

"You used poison, how despicable!" Consort Mei quickly realized that Zheng Qian had used poison, which was why her spiritual power was difficult to circulate.

With a grin, Zheng Qian opened his palms. He had released a wisp of spirit powder with each exchange of blows, and now it was all scattered in the air, putting him in a very favorable position.

Zheng Qian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, panting, and laughed, "The Spirit Fusion Realm is nothing special."

In the previous exchange, Zheng Qian failed to land a single blow on Consort Mei, but he was struck three times, causing him to lose his breath. At this moment, his face was flushed, and his whole body was unbearably hot.

"You're courting death." Consort Mei's eyes were icy as she unleashed another palm strike at Zheng Qian.

Bang.

Zheng Qian countered with a punch, and Consort Mei was instantly sent flying and crashed into the wall.

"Huh, the spiritual energy has dissipated?" Zheng Qian was surprised. The Consort Mei's hand was limp and no longer had the strength it had before. It must be that the spirit-dispersing powder had taken effect and dissipated her spiritual energy.

Just as Zheng Qian was about to step forward to deal with Consort Mei, a hot body pounced on her.

"Brother, Brother Zheng Qian, I...I can't take it anymore...I've been missing you so much, tonight I'll give my body to you."

He Ruoyun rushed up and hugged Zheng Qian from behind, her hands haphazardly unbuttoning his clothes like an octopus, revealing his strong chest muscles, and her legs wrapped around his waist.

A hot and wet sensation came from my neck; it was He Ruoyun's little tongue.

Zheng Qian felt a surge of heat throughout his body and almost couldn't resist taking advantage of her on the spot, but he didn't forget Consort Mei and pried He Ruoyun's hands apart.

"Come down, we'll talk about it later."

Unfortunately, He Ruoyun's legs were still tightly wrapped around him, and she took the opportunity to grab his hands and not let go.

Zheng Qian's eyes were bloodshot, and he was almost losing his mind. He walked towards Consort Mei with his iron will.

The proud Consort Mei also had a dazed look in her eyes at this moment. However, she instantly regained her senses when she saw Zheng Qian. The effects of the medicine had been fully exerted during her fight with Zheng Qian, and now that her spiritual energy was dissipating, it was even more intense than He Ruoyun's.

Consort Mei struck Zheng Qian with her palm, but she was powerless and stumbled into Zheng Qian's arms.

Zheng Qian suddenly shook off He Ruoyun's hands and was about to throw a punch when Consort Mei fell into his arms. He hooked her with his left foot, and Consort Mei lost her balance and fell. Her hands were tightly gripping Zheng Qian's clothes. Zheng Qian was also being held by He Ruoyun, so he lost his balance and fell straight down, landing on Consort Mei.

Feeling the overwhelming masculine aura emanating from him, Consort Mei's eyes became hazy again, and her outstretched hand softened, resting on Zheng Qian's shoulder.

call……

Zheng Qian was panting heavily, trying his best to control himself, but the drug was too strong and he was about to lose his mind.

Consort Mei was almost losing herself. With the last shred of her sanity, she said, "Zheng, Zheng Qian, get out of here now! If you stay, you'll only die."

"Brother, don't go, I want..." He Ruoyun's voice was like a death knell, and Zheng Qian's eyes turned completely red.

shuh...

Clothes were torn to shreds, and the scene was chaotic.

"Zheng... Zheng Qian... no... you... you'll die... ah..."

Zheng Qian was now surrounded by enemies, and he had completely lost his mind. His eyes were bloodshot, and he pressed himself against them fiercely.

The Qinyun Palace was transformed into a battlefield of hand-to-hand combat, with roars and moans echoing for a long time.

In the middle of the night, a sharp killing intent startled Zheng Qian awake. He pushed aside the unconscious He Ruoyun, grabbed his clothes, and slammed the door shut as he fled.

He dressed as he ran, saying, "Damn it, what bad luck! I even had to give myself away while eating. Tingting, I'm so sorry."

As the spirit energy within Consort Mei gradually returned, a night breeze swept over her, and she instantly regained consciousness.

Seeing the mess of belongings scattered all over the floor, her charming face contorted with rage, and the presence of an unknown liquid leaking from her body made her even more furious and want to kill.

Zheng Qian had already fled, and only He Ruoyun, who was completely naked, was still fast asleep, her loli-like face serene.

She raised her hand, then gently lowered it again; she still couldn't bring herself to kill him.

Unpleasant images flooded her mind, including her actions on top of him. A fleeting hint of shyness flashed in her eyes as she quickly dressed and dashed out the door.

"Zheng Qian, I will definitely tear you to pieces."

"It was your own mistake, how can you blame it on me? Don't forget, you were more proactive than me just now." Zheng Qian moved even faster, while also having to avoid the patrolling guards.

Consort Mei's expression darkened further, and she increased her speed again. The two gradually closed the distance in the darkness, and Zheng Qian could even hear the sound of Consort Mei running through the air.

whoosh...

As they passed a garden, Consort Mei slammed her palm on a flowerpot, sending it hurtling toward Zheng Qian.

He rolled away to avoid it, but the flowerpot smashed against the wall and the noise alerted the guards patrolling in the distance.

"Who's there?" A loud shout rang out, and the guards drew their swords and charged toward them.

At this moment, Zheng Qian finally saw the great river that flowed from outside the city into the palace. Without thinking, he jumped into the river with a splash.

Consort Mei stood by the river, staring at the water to determine Zheng Qian's whereabouts.

"Your subordinate pays respects to Consort Mei." Upon recognizing the figure, the guard knelt on one knee in awe before Consort Mei, and the captain hurriedly explained.

"I heard a noise just now and thought it was an assassin. I did not mean to disturb Your Highness. I hope Your Highness will forgive me."

"roll."

Consort Mei's voice was icy cold, and the guards hurriedly lowered their heads and retreated, quickly disappearing into the darkness.

"Hmph, you're lucky you ran fast."

After giving a cold snort, Consort Mei disappeared into the darkness with a few leaps.