Zhao Qianyuan was quite polite to her, someone connected to the immortals.

"Alright then." Xi Heng counted on his fingers, estimating the time he would have left in this world, and then began to speak:

"I will give you three years. During this time, you will govern the Great Zhao well, punish treacherous officials, pacify the four directions, and enable the people to live and work in peace. In return, you will be granted an immortal destiny."

"Governing the country?" The other party seemed quite puzzled.

The girl casually made up an excuse: "You have accumulated resentment and hatred on your shoulders. If you don't deal with it properly, you can't touch the way of heaven and immortals."

He added, "After three years, when you have achieved success in governing the country, come back to see me."

After saying that, she yawned and turned to leave as if she didn't care at all.

"Only three years? How could that be—" Before Zhao Qianyuan could finish speaking, the scene before him became blurry.

The walls of the house twisted into stone, and the wooden planks he stood on suddenly transformed into grass and flower beds.

He wandered aimlessly along the cobblestone path, walking outwards among the flowerbeds.

After walking a hundred steps, the scenery changed, and the familiar world returned to my eyes.

He was already outside, and the door to the back room was tightly closed.

……

Afterwards, the girl clapped her hands, humming a song as she returned to the backyard.

In the corridor, the maid stood nervously, only snapping out of her daze upon hearing footsteps, and respectfully addressed her as "Miss".

"It's getting late, go and rest," Xi Heng said.

"Yes, ma'am."

The maid bowed her head and walked past Xi Heng.

She turned to look at the young lady's retreating figure, her heart filled with complex emotions.

Although she knew that the young lady was an extraordinary person, the fact that even the emperor could be grasped with just a few words was beyond her comprehension, leaving her stunned for a long time.

Xi Heng returned to his bedroom, removed the technique that concealed his face, and sat on the edge of the bed.

I tilted my head and saw the setting sun in the west outside the window, with mountains rising in the distance.

This land belongs to her, and even knowing that she won't be here long, she still hopes that the Great Zhao Dynasty can prosper.

……

He then continued his spiritual practice.

The great resentment brought from Hellfire is quite extreme and difficult to tolerate; it takes a long time to chip it away piece by piece.

To outsiders, she appears to sit cross-legged like a statue, sometimes for an entire month.

The vengeful flames stirred the great resentment condensed within the black crystal core, drawing it back into the body to be slowly refined.

Time flies, and another month has passed in the blink of an eye.

During this time, martial artists from Donghuangmei Mountain infiltrated the city and released fire sources, intending to set off a great fire in the central city of Jinshi.

Knowing the exact date the fire would start, she slightly expanded her spiritual sense beforehand to see the thieving people's sneaky actions and took action to subdue them.

As a result, the operation around Zhongcheng by Donghuangmeishan was halted by external forces the night before it was to commence.

One of the leaders of this operation, a Transformation Realm expert, crippled nearly ten Dark Realm martial artists.

Although they never saw who made the move, they could vaguely guess that it was the legendary healer who had intervened.

These martial artists were tied up and thrown in front of the Jinshi City government office.

When the rooster crowed in broad daylight, the minor official of the yamen saw this as soon as he opened the door and immediately called for the crowd to gather around.

The government's warriors recognized him as a notorious bandit from Donghuangmei Mountain and immediately ordered his men to drag him into the mansion.

In the following days, the story somehow spread and gradually evolved into the narrative that several powerful thieves from Donghuangmei Mountain had infiltrated the city to cooperate with the Tianliang rebels in assassinating important officials of the Great Zhao, but were exposed by an unknown swordsman.

Ordinary people have embellished the story of this knight-errant to an almost mythical degree, even using exaggerated phrases like "reaching for the moon in the sky and capturing dragons in the sea."

As for the rumors circulating in the martial arts world, they were even clearer. Most martial artists heard that the city's renowned physician had intervened to protect Jin Shi.

After several victories, people in the martial arts world have ranked her among the top five on the Transformation Strength Ranking, and have tacitly recognized her as a Celestial Being.

Now that the Immortal Physician has clashed with Donghuangmei Mountain, most people in the martial arts world believe that this matter will not be easily resolved, and that there will inevitably be even greater conflicts after Jinshi City.

Meanwhile, news had spread that Guo Zhengwo, the veteran master of the "Surging Waves Sword," had come to Jinshi City to seek a disciple.

A large number of busybodies flocked to Jinshi, quickly turning the place into the center of the martial arts world.

They were not peaceful and honest ordinary people; their respective organizations and factions had some grudges against each other, causing a lot of trouble in the city.

Almost every morning when the residents of Zhongcheng woke up and were having breakfast buns at a teahouse, they would hear news of new corpses lying on the streets of the city.

Many martial artists who did not want to get involved left, and powerful families with some status also temporarily closed their doors.

Xi Heng resolved the fire, but Jinshicheng remained unsettled and under constant public scrutiny.

However, she didn't care.

As long as Donghuangmei Mountain doesn't send anyone to try setting fire again, it doesn't matter how many ordinary martial artists die outside.

The following months were filled with turmoil and upheaval in the city.

During this time, several audacious martial artists dared to break into her courtyard.

But as soon as these people landed, she destroyed their meridians and dantian with a flick of her finger and threw them out of the courtyard.

Whether it's internal force or external force, none can escape it.

Even the top ten martial artists on the martial arts ranking list couldn't find her, as she was defeated in a single blow.

After this incident, the legends of the Healer's strength spread more and more wildly among the martial arts world, with some even saying that her skill level had reached beyond the Transformation Realm.

These rumors reached her ears through her maid, but Xi Heng simply chuckled and ignored them.

……

The chaos caused by the gathering of martial arts practitioners gradually subsided after a month.

In early spring, the weeds and wildflowers in the backyard grew back, and the withered and damaged trees sprouted new buds.

Xi Heng let out a long sigh, withdrawing most of his mind from the great resentment he was refining, and turned to meditation to rest.

Once he regained his composure, he skillfully took out a wrapped fasting pill from the storage bag at his waist.

Just as he unwrapped the medicine wrapping, his fingertips stopped moving.

"Alright, let's have some normal food today..." She glanced at the sky, put away the pills, and got up to return to her room.

As I walked along the corridor, I noticed that the room was exceptionally clean and tidy, as if it had just been cleaned.

This was even more true upon arriving at the main hall.

Upon entering, one can see several "福" (Fu, meaning good fortune) characters pasted on the outside, their bright red color contrasting sharply with the black ink, making them appear extremely vibrant.

Several maids were tidying up the courtyard outside, seemingly busy.

"Is today the New Year?" she asked, and received an affirmative answer from the maid.

After a moment, Xi Heng silently gazed in the direction of the Red Thread Sword Academy.

At this time, my senior classmates are probably making dumplings and preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner.

She thought for a moment and then asked the maid in the courtyard what the dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner were like.

Upon learning that there were dumplings in the meal, he nodded in satisfaction and said nothing more.

As evening approached, Xi Heng carried a small bowl of dumplings and climbed to the top of the tallest building in the courtyard.

Gazing at the hazy moonlight on the horizon, at the same time, I was having a meal with my senior sisters from afar.

However, her senior sister in this life was still a stranger to her.

Soon after, a swaying point of light rose high into the sky in the distance.

A fleeting yellow light exploded into fireworks with a bang, like raindrops falling.

Xi Heng held the food to his lips and took a small bite.

After thinking about his senior sister, he then began to think about some of the disasters that were about to happen.

The most recent one was probably the siege of the city by the Tianliang army.

“As long as nothing changes, Tianliang will attack the city in the summer…” Xi Heng thought to himself, “Senior Sister will forcibly infiltrate the enemy lines to assassinate them. I should go and help her then.”

……

Late spring.

The Tianliang army captured several cities in succession and headed straight for Jianchang in the south.

Before attacking Jinshi City, they began to gather several troops and build siege equipment in preparation.

However, Jinshi City is not as devastated as it once was. Not only has it not been burned, but it has also received two more large armies due to the previous chaos caused by the warriors. Its defenses are tight and solid, seemingly impregnable.

After Zhao Qianyuan returned to the court, he also issued some policies to benefit the people. He stopped collecting rare treasures from various places, released funds from the palace to stabilize people's livelihoods, and sent a lot of military equipment and supplies to Jinshi.

However, the policy has not yet reached the south, where large areas have been occupied.

The morale of the people in the south remained unchanged, and the timing of the Tianliang army's siege of the city also remained the same.

During his cultivation, Xi Heng gathered some information on the Liang army's progress over the past few days and waited for them to arrive at the city gates.

Time slowly moved into April.

Before the Tianliang army arrived, a letter fell into her courtyard from outside.

The letter seemed to have simply drifted in on the wind, without touching the detection array she had set up.

Xi Heng sensed it in the backyard, raised his hand and gently hooked it, and the letter fell into her hand. The words 'Tianliang' were written on its surface.

Open the withered yellow cover and pull out the letter.

The note asked her not to intervene during the siege of Tianliang. The note was written in a polite and respectful tone, and promised to help her erase the grudges with Donghuangmei Mountain after the war, and to give her a great gift after the city was captured.

She also said that if she could lend a hand during the siege, Tianliang would owe her a favor.

Whatever needs or desires may arise in the future, as long as it is within Tianliang's power, he will do his utmost to achieve them.

After reading it, Xi Heng released a wisp of resentful fire from his hand and burned the letter to ashes.

The Great Zhao is hers; how could she possibly help the Tianliang rebels seize it?

However, this letter suggests that Tianliang believes the siege will be difficult and therefore wants her to help.

In the early generations, due to the weakening of metal and stone, the enemy conquered the city within a few days of their arrival.

Now, facing a fully-fledged Jinshi City, they seem to have some reservations.

"Their offensive will likely be even more intense than before..." she thought. "How can we break through their lines?"

"Blood Sea Technique? That move has too wide a range; there's no need to kill so many people so easily."

"Beheading would be better."

……

On a summer day, the sky was dark and gloomy, with heavy clouds churning around.

Hot winds blew, yellow dust flew outside the city, and flags fluttered in the wind.

War drums echoed as large numbers of Tianliang soldiers spread out on the ground.

Under the dim light, the soldiers were densely packed together, their discipline loose, some carrying homemade broadswords, others holding pitchforks and hoes.

As for their clothing, most of them were just a few layers of tattered cloth. Those wearing rattan armor or paper armor were considered regular soldiers, while those with a few pieces of iron attached were considered elite soldiers.

Although their equipment was disorganized and crude, their numbers were so vast that no one could calculate their exact number, perhaps not even the Tianliang Army itself knew.

Xi Heng, dressed in a simple white robe, sat naturally on the edge of the side city wall. The soldiers of the Great Zhao Army passed by from time to time behind her, but no one noticed her presence.

With a sharp sword in hand, I gaze into the distance.

A kilometer away, three elephants emerged from the yellow dust, and thousands of people made way for them.

A high throne stands on the back of an elephant, and a burly man rides the elephant as he approaches the city wall.

"It's time to take action."

The girl stood up and gestured, retracting her already fully expanded sword heart domain back onto her sword.

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