The Heavens: A Qing, the Yue Girl at the beginning

That was inside the second ironclad ship. "Zheng Liren", who was pale, with a severely injured left arm and even exposed bone streaks, was trying his best to use his true energy to stop the bleeding and heal his wounds, while he broke into the training cabin that previously housed many rare and precious elixirs in a very brutal manner from the outside.

I saw him skillfully opening the jade bottles one by one and swallowing the elixirs inside in handfuls like eating candy beans. His pale face turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He also took out the Medicine King Flower sealed in the glass cover without hesitation and tore off its colorful petals on the spot with rough movements.

Just as he was about to swallow two Peiyuan Pills along with the flower petals, several bloodstained yellow-robed practitioners broke into the cabin. Upon seeing this scene, their eyes were filled with astonishment and anger. They obviously did not expect that "Zheng Liren" would do such a thing.

"Uncle, what are you doing? These elixirs are the common property of the family. At this time of crisis, it would be fine if you didn't go to fight the enemy, but how could you hide in the back and swallow them privately?" The leading practitioner shouted sternly.

"Selfish?" Zheng Liren turned around and glared at the man who had spoken. The crumbs of the elixir he had not completely swallowed were still hanging from the corners of his mouth. "What time is it now? Our protective magic circle is already crumbling. If we don't increase our strength, we will all die!"

"If I leave these elixirs here, won't they be taken away by the enemy when they attack? If I swallow them, I will have more strength to activate the protective magic circle and hold out until the reinforcements arrive. If you have the guts, take some too, otherwise you will be too weak to fight and have to wait to die."

"You are making up stories!" Another old man who arrived later stepped forward tremblingly. He was the financial manager of the ship and was usually responsible for managing the income and expenditure of the Chamber of Commerce. Naturally, he valued these precious spiritual medicines very much:

"Li Ren, these elixirs are priceless. They are the foundation of our family's accumulation over the years. We should think of other ways, instead of recklessly swallowing them all and wasting the medicinal power contained in them! Have you ever thought about the consequences of such a waste?"

"Other methods? What other methods are there now?" Zheng Liren sneered: "Waste? Humph, if you don't use it now, do you want to use it after you die?" Seeing that the other party seemed to continue to obstruct him, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

The cultivator who had accused him at the beginning put his hand on the steward's shoulder, and his true energy surged throughout his body, helping him to resist Zheng Liren's pressure. He said without giving in: "If you insist on doing this, don't blame us for being rude!"

Several other yellow-robed practitioners were obviously extremely dissatisfied with the arrogant attitude of Zheng Liren, who boarded the ship midway and was not from their faction. One of them could not help but take a step forward, wanting to snatch the elixir from his hand, and swung his soft sword towards the elixir bottle.

"Those who are my enemies will die!"

As the sword flashed, Zheng Liren had already changed his shape and appeared directly in front of the practitioner who was wielding the sword. His right hand formed into a claw and grabbed the opponent's wrist at an incredible angle, forcibly tearing the man's arm off and pulling it down. The soft sword fell to the ground with a "clang".

At the same time, a small dark green sword flew out from his sleeve, accelerating suddenly and causing a sonic boom and a spreading air ring. Then a thin red line appeared on the neck of the leading opponent, and then it split open and the body was separated.

"Ah—" shrill screams echoed in the cabin, blood gushed out, but Zheng Liren seemed to be deaf and blind. His eyes were like knives, scanning the remaining practitioners: "I ask you again, do you want to be with me, or do you want to be my enemy?"

The remaining few yellow-robed practitioners witnessed Zheng Liren's brutal methods and were frightened to death for a moment. The cabin was filled with a suffocating smell of blood and a tense atmosphere.

They exchanged horrified glances with each other. Although they felt unwilling and angry, they had to re-examine their positions in the face of absolute strength.

"Zheng Liren, you...how dare you..." A cultivator's voice trembled. Before he could finish his words, he was forced back by Zheng Liren's sharp eyes and swallowed the rest of his words.

"Why should I, Zheng Liren, explain my actions to you?"

Zheng Liren said coldly. He quickly swallowed the Yaohuang Flower and Peiyuan Pill in his hand. A powerful medicinal power surged in his body. The wound on his left arm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. His pale face completely returned to its natural state, and even emitted a faint crystal luster.

"Now that the enemy is pressing in, we should be in the same boat. If you are still stubborn and only think about these material things without considering how to overcome the difficulties together, then I don't mind spending a little more effort to clean up the mess."

Zheng Liren's voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of everyone present. At the same time, he gently waved his fingers, and the dark green sword drew a cold light in the air and returned to his sleeve, as if silently warning everyone.

After a moment of silence, a young cultivator finally stood up. He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said, "Uncle is right. We should focus on the overall situation. We are willing to fight alongside you and resist the enemy together."

With the first person's statement, the other practitioners also echoed it. Although they were still dissatisfied, at the critical moment of life and death, they finally chose to compromise.

"Now, let's go and strengthen the protective magic circle. As long as we can hold out until the reinforcements arrive, we have a chance of winning."

Zheng Liren sneered, his eyes flashing with a hint of mockery: "Remember, I, Zheng Liren, have taken note of what happened today. After this battle, the family will make a fair judgment on our respective actions."

Many times, having a stain on one's character can actually increase one's value to faction leaders because it makes one easier to control.

After saying this, he indicated that the mermaid eggs, Huiyuan Dan and other elixirs stored in the cabinets in the training room were free for everyone to take. At the same time, he grabbed the blood coral that had hit the wall of the cabin in the previous shock and had sunk into a pit, and began to refine this treasure that was more valuable than the Medicine King Flower.

Although this seemed to ignore the conflict of medicinal properties and the body's tolerance, as the medicinal power gradually "dissolved", Zheng Liren's aura began to rise steadily, almost breaking into the seventh realm and moving mountains.

But the real situation was pure disguise and simulation of Qi. Instead, the medicinal power was locked in several recently differentiated pseudo-stomachs similar to ruminants through some means, and a sealing array was set up so that it could be taken out as it was later.

The true energy in his body, under the stimulation of his body and mind, which seemed to be a "magic medicine" but was actually already prepared, rushed like a rushing river, and surged more and more rapidly towards the energy circuit leading to the protective magic circle.

With the joint efforts of many practitioners, the light of the magic runes on the "UFO Sword and Shield" of this ironclad ship suddenly became brighter, and the originally shaky protective shield recovered to its peak again, significantly reducing the damage to the hull when it was attacked.

At the same time, Zhao Qing's attacks outside became more and more fierce, targeting those armored merchant ships that were resisting stubbornly. She waved her hand, and a mountain-like ball of energy flew from nowhere, instantly twisted into a ball, and stretched into a giant iron-gray stick.

This hundred-foot-long stick, which was formed by a mixture of the essence of heaven and earth and the evil of Yin water, was first swung high up, and then with an earth-shaking momentum, it suddenly smashed down towards one of the armored merchant ships.

A circle of terrifying flames, accompanied by a huge roar, spread out like a tide at the point where the two collided.

Everything in the world seemed to tremble. Some of the waves on the surface of the Wei River that were splashed by the aftermath of the battle were shattered by the spreading roar and turned into puffs of water mist, flying out like snowflakes carried by a storm. Probably because Zheng Liren and his men did not quickly reach a consensus to maintain the protective array with all their strength, the 3,000-ton ironclad merchant ship that was hit was simply unable to resist such a powerful blow. The steel hull instantly sank deeply inward, and the cold and gloomy light on the surface also dimmed and finally went out completely.

Without the blessing of the "UFO Sword and Shield", those iron armor belts that were extremely strong in the past were easily torn apart like fragile paper under Zhao Qing's vitality stick. The practitioners on the ship and the surviving ordinary crew members suffered unimaginable damage.

Some people were directly blown away by the huge shock wave, and disappeared on the vast river surface like a kite with a broken string; some were pierced by many sharp fragments at the moment the hull broke, their limbs were mutilated, and their flesh and blood turned into mud; others were shocked to the point of bleeding from all seven orifices, and collapsed to the ground, with no idea whether they were alive or dead.

In the blink of an eye, the entire ship was paralyzed. Not only did they lose the ability to continue fighting, but under the penetration of the shock force she deliberately used and the concentrated sound wave pulses it stimulated, their blood flowed backwards and they fainted, no longer able to move normally.

This was naturally a restrictive measure imposed by Zhao Qing in order to prevent those in the fleet from knowing the truth and deliberately killing the smuggled prisoners in the chaos. He intended to make everyone on the ship faint indiscriminately.

Since the prisoners were all contained in the liquid in the wine jar, there was acoustic impedance at the gas-liquid interface, the intensity of the sound penetrating was only one thousandth, and the energy was severely attenuated, so their situation was much better.

After destroying the first merchant ship, she separated her body and soul with a slight thought, rushed into the cabin, quickly locked onto the elixirs and small talismans hidden inside, then swung her sword to cut a big hole, flew out with these supplies, and headed to the next merchant ship.

After repeating this several times, Zhao Qing soon obtained cultivation resources worth tens of millions of gold. Even though there were omissions and the entire ship was not searched, the transaction volume was more than ten times more than what this fleet usually earned in a return voyage.

But then she encountered obstacles on the ship where Zheng Liren was.

As a 9,000-ton ship, the armor thickness and magic array strength of this ironclad ship far exceeded those of other 3,000-ton ships. In addition, Zheng Liren and others fought desperately and continuously output their true energy to protect Zhao Qing, which made Zhao Qing's attacks repeatedly frustrated and difficult to break through the defense as easily as before.

Although the hundred-foot-long energy stick was still powerful, it failed to achieve its goal in one strike. It only dimmed the light of the protective array and left a few deep cracks. The heavy hull was half-overturned and the mast was completely broken, but it was not completely destroyed.

"Interesting." Zhao Qing exclaimed, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

She certainly would not express admiration for the wonderful acting skills of the puppet "Zheng Liren" that she controlled. She made such remarks because the spirit of the courage body that she parasitized Zheng Liren had just temporarily escaped and found a special item in the prisoner hiding area.

It was a piece of gel-like substance carried by a fifth-level practitioner and placed in an ink-colored jade box. It was purple with a hint of red, and had an icy, sticky texture. It looked a bit like soft jade and pebbles, and a bit like pieces of meat and mushrooms.

Roughly speaking, it should be the legendary "Shirou" and "Tai Sui".

Is this the Tai Sui that was born and raised locally and is taken continuously by the Zheng family as a normal elixir, or is it the "meteorite meat" Tai Sui that fell from the split of extraterritorial stars, a small part of the body of extraterrestrial life such as the demon planet?
After the yellow-robed practitioner holding this item "mysteriously disappeared", Zhao Qing's courageous body god put it back into the jade box, thinking secretly in his heart.

Sensing that this mass of slime mold-like protoplasm seemed to contain photosensitive eyeball-like tissues, which seemed to be able to spontaneously attract trace amounts of star energy, she analyzed it carefully and was more inclined to the latter answer. If this was true, its value was immeasurable.

Taking into account the in-depth detection and perception, there may be a situation like the Demon Sword attracting the Demon Star. The specific details will be discussed later.

While Zhao Qing outside turned his stick into a cone and was about to pour the spiral of real water and real fire into the giant armor-piercing cone to blast through the ship's defense in one fell swoop, a long horn sounded suddenly from the river in the distance, and soon, a huge ironclad warship came sailing over at an astonishing speed.

This huge ironclad ship was covered in scars and stained with various colors, giving people the feeling that it was even a giant coral that had emerged from the deep sea. However, this seemingly old ship exuded an unimaginable bloody aura, which seemed to dye the entire blue river surface red.

The bow at the front of the huge iron-clad ship was actually a real dragon head!
Even though the beast head, which was larger than a carriage, had been chopped off at the neck, its red eyes still flashed with crazy murderous intent, and its overwhelming power was more shocking than the raging waves.

On top of it, stood a woman in white with fluttering clothes. She was the head of the Heavenly Monitoring Division, Ye Celeng. There was also an old man wearing a straw raincoat and looking like an old servant standing like a ghost in the corner of the ship's side. He was Han Sanshi, the strongest of the six priests of the Heavenly Monitoring Division.

Obviously, after precise calculations and planning, the reinforcements of this fleet finally arrived at the right time. While cleaning up the mess, they took the opportunity to search for clues about the smuggling of prisoners and quickly collected relevant evidence.

After killing Zheng Canghai, a seventh-level middle-grade grandmaster, and almost annihilating the entire fleet, normally it was impossible for Zhao Qing, as the attacker, to still be in his peak condition. He must have been extremely exhausted. When he saw the Tianjiansi coming to help from afar, he retreated in advance, which was undoubtedly very reasonable.

So, the giant cone of energy that she had just condensed changed direction and chiseled it flatly on the water surface, stirring up water mist all over the sky. Her figure then rushed off in the opposite direction at such a fast speed that it was like a black lightning bolt that streaked across the sky, and instantly disappeared from everyone's sight.

From beginning to end, Zheng Canghai, the only person who had seen Zhao Qing's appearance, has been reduced to ashes, and the rest of the people don't even know whether she is a man or a woman.

"From today on, the Qin Dynasty has another traitor who is wanted by the whole nation and has a bounty on his head from all nations."

Ye Ce snorted coldly, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's, scanning the surrounding battlefield, and finally fixed on the tilted 9,000-ton ironclad ship: "Let's go up and take a look first."

After she finished speaking, she moved, as if walking on clouds, and landed lightly on the deck of the ship. Han Sanshi followed closely behind her. Neither of them said a word, but the powerful aura they exuded made the remaining practitioners around them silent and they dared not move at all.

"Thank you very much to all the masters of the Tianjian Division for the timely rescue." As the one with the highest cultivation among the remaining troops, Zheng Liren, who survived the disaster, resisted the dizziness caused by the excessive consumption of his true energy, opened the cabin door and walked out quickly. He came to the half-destroyed deck with the others and bowed.

Ye Celeng nodded slightly, his expression cold, his eyes lingered on Zheng Liren for a moment, his tone without any emotion: "This Zheng family elder is too polite. It is the duty of the Tianshi to protect the laws of the Qin Dynasty and not tolerate evil."

Han Sanshi, standing aside, added, "The attack on your Zheng family this time is full of doubts. Now, I need you to tell me everything in detail and cooperate with the Tianjian Division to thoroughly check every corner of the ship. No secrets can be concealed."

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At the same time, in the side hall of the Chudu Palace, hidden behind rows of tall bookshelves, Zhao Qing looked with admiration at the figure of a beautiful woman in a phoenix robe walking towards him from the door. He casually put down several volumes of books recording Tai Sui's anecdotes, with a smile on his face.

She wanted to hear what the Chu Emperor specifically mentioned about the first thing someone would say when they wanted to see her, to see how the other person would handle things. (End of this chapter)