Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

They quickly returned to Xianyang City. The leader of the rescue team brought Yang Ling to the Emperor Qin's bedroom. At this time, Emperor Qin Ying Zheng was half-leaning on the dragon couch to rest. Hearing the footsteps, he opened his eyes and looked at the people coming in.

"Your Majesty, I have asked you to go back." Upon hearing this, Emperor Qin Ying Zheng's eyes fell directly on Yang Ling who was standing aside. He looked at Yang Ling who looked indifferent and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I am not feeling well right now and cannot get up to greet you. Please forgive me."

Yang Ling waved his hand and said, "Your Majesty, it's okay. Those are just empty formalities." After saying that, he looked at Qin Emperor Ying Zheng and found that his condition was very critical.

"Your Majesty, the poison you have been poisoned with is very difficult to cure. If the person who poisoned you cannot be found within half a month, I am afraid that even the gods will not be able to save you." Qin Huang was shocked when he heard this. "Master, can't you cure this poison?" he asked anxiously.

Yang Ling chuckled and said, "Your Majesty, I am not the omniscient and omnipotent Heavenly Dao. There will always be times when I am unable to do anything." After saying this, the Emperor Qin's face changed slightly. Then he sighed and said, "Alas, it's a pity that the assassin is too cunning. I have not been able to find him until now."

Yang Ling smiled and said nothing, then turned and left. Shortly after he left, the Emperor Qin suddenly started to cough violently, and even spat out a mouthful of blood. "Your Majesty..." Seeing this, all the doctors in the palace panicked and hurried forward to support the Emperor Qin. However, they found that as soon as their hands touched the Emperor Qin's sleeves, he waved them away.

At this time, Qin Emperor Ying Zheng's face was pale, and there was still a trace of black and red stains on the corners of his mouth, but the power he exuded was still captivating. His eyes were fixed on the direction where Yang Ling left. He knew in his heart how powerful Yang Ling was, so he didn't believe that Yang Ling would not have a way to save him.

However, Yang Ling now cannot be forced by Emperor Qin at all.

After a period of silence, Emperor Qin slowly closed his eyes and spoke in a low voice: "I am tired, you all should leave."

Hearing this, the people in the palace respectfully saluted the Emperor Qin and then slowly left his bedroom. Yang Ling also left the Emperor Qin's bedroom and went directly back to his mansion in the suburbs of Xianyang.

After returning to the mansion, Yang Ling sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate. He thought about everything that might happen in Xianyang City after the Qin Emperor was poisoned. He understood that the Qin Emperor's condition could not be concealed for too long, and the whole Xianyang City was in turmoil. But for Yang Ling, all this had nothing to do with him, and he didn't like to take the initiative to get involved in cause and effect. Although the Qin Emperor had dragon energy and was the son of destiny, Yang Ling was only willing to make friends with him and didn't want to be involved in the cause and effect of life and death.

At this time, Xiang Yu brought Rong'er to Yang Ling's door. Yang Ling sensed their presence, stood up and opened the door. Xiang Yu and Rong'er walked in. As soon as Rong'er entered the room, she knelt at Yang Ling's feet and confessed everything she had done. She thought Yang Ling would question her, but Yang Ling just glanced at her indifferently and said indifferently: "Get up after you finish talking. Aren't you tired of kneeling?"

Rong'er looked up at Yang Ling in surprise and asked in confusion: "Aren't you angry?" Yang Ling asked back: "Why should I be angry? Everyone has his own cause and effect, you are just seeking revenge. This is the cause and effect between you and the Qin Emperor, what does it have to do with me?" After hearing this, Rong'er found that she could not refute.

So she stood up and asked Yang Ling: "What if the Emperor of Qin died because of me?" Yang Ling replied nonchalantly: "It can only be said that it was his fate." Then he waved his hand and said to Rong'er: "If there is nothing else, you can leave first. I want to rest." After that, he ignored Rong'er and Xiang Yu. Rong'er sighed helplessly, and finally turned around and left with Xiang Yu.

Time flies, and ten days have passed in the blink of an eye. During these ten days, the Emperor of Qin has been sending people to search for the assassin who assassinated him, but to no avail. Finally, he was terminally ill and could only send people to ask Yang Ling for help again. Yang Ling did not put on airs and followed the person to the Emperor of Qin's bedroom.

At this time, the Qin Emperor was thin and pale. He was surrounded by many worried ministers, who bowed respectfully to Yang Ling. Yang Ling looked at the Qin Emperor, who was running out of time, and said to everyone, "You can leave first." Upon hearing this, the ministers left the bedroom.

After everyone left, Yang Ling walked up to Emperor Qin and whispered, "Emperor Qin, do you have any regrets about what you have done in your life?" Emperor Qin shook his head and said, "I have no regrets, even if I die."

Seeing this, Yang Ling released Rong'er from the mustard seed space. He decided to let Rong'er and Emperor Qin make peace. Although Emperor Qin was protected by dragon energy, he had already planted the seeds of karma by killing Rong'er's relatives. If he saved Emperor Qin, it would ruin Rong'er's deeds.

Emperor Qin looked at Rong'er who suddenly appeared, with a look of shock on his face. He looked at Yang Ling beside him, full of confusion. Rong'er looked at Emperor Qin coldly, her eyes full of hatred. Emperor Qin asked angrily: "Who are you? Why do you want to assassinate me?" Yang Ling said: "Rong'er, explain it to him."

Rong'er took a deep breath, calmed down her excitement, and slowly walked to the bedside of Emperor Qin and said, "Your Majesty, I am from the Tian family, the Tian family that you destroyed." When Rong'er began to tell her story, the expression on Emperor Qin's face became extremely wonderful. He smiled and said, "Tian family, it seems that my retribution has come." Then he looked at Rong'er and whispered, "But I don't regret it."

Rong'er didn't expect that the Emperor Qin would not admit his mistakes even though his life was hanging by a thread. Yang Ling looked at the Emperor Qin like this and secretly admired him. He is worthy of being the First Emperor! Then he looked at Rong'er and whispered, "Rong'er, no matter what choice you make, I hope you can bear the consequences."

Hearing this, Rong'er was very conflicted. In fact, she didn't hate the Emperor Qin that much. After all, the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. The various schools of thought disrupted the overall situation of the world, and the Emperor Qin had to eliminate those harmful remarks to unify the country. Rumors stop at the wise, but the world is full of ignorance, so no matter how righteous the words are, they are just fooling the world.

Looking at the Qin Emperor whose life was hanging by a thread because of her, Rong'er suddenly understood why Yang Ling brought her here. The great way is invisible, life is short, life and death are in rotation, everything is predetermined. In this case, why should she be trapped in this world by hatred?
After figuring it out, Rong'er closed her eyes and began to heal the Emperor Qin. After a while, the chaotic Qi in the Emperor Qin gradually calmed down. Yang Ling looked at the extremely weak Emperor Qin lying on the bed, and after a long silence, he said: "Your Majesty, please rest and recuperate! The cause and effect between you and Rong'er has been severed, I hope you will not entangle with me anymore."

Emperor Qin was lying on the bed, looking at the indifferent Yang Ling, and nodded with a wry smile: "I understand, please rest assured." After that, he fell asleep due to being too tired. Seeing this, Yang Ling did not stay any longer and left the palace directly.

After leaving the palace, Yang Ling did not return to his courtyard, but prepared to walk around. Although the Emperor Qin had always treated him with courtesy and was very wary of his strength, it was safe for him to stay in Xianyang City. But Yang Ling did not want to spend time in Xianyang City. He knew that the road to cultivation could not have too many shackles, which would only make him bear the cause and effect and hinder his cultivation.

Thinking of this, Yang Ling came to a forest and released Rong'er. "Rong'er, the karma on you has dissipated, and the demon in your heart has been removed, so let's say goodbye here!" Rong'er grabbed Yang Ling's sleeve, tears brewing in her eyes. Looking at Rong'er who was about to cry, Yang Ling rolled his eyes secretly, but still whispered: "Rong'er, people are just passers-by to each other. I have my way, and you have your way."

Unfortunately, Rong'er still held on to Yang Ling's sleeve tightly and refused to let go. At this moment, Xu Fu, who had been following him secretly, came out. "Master, you can't abandon me, your disciple." Yang Ling looked at Xu Fu, who had now reached the seventh level of Qi training, and whispered, "Xu Fu, I should have told you not to rely on me too much. You need to practice more now."

Xu Fu felt wronged when he heard this: "Master, you don't care about your disciple anymore? Can't I just stay by your side?" Yang Ling looked at Xu Fu, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. He reached out and patted Xu Fu's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Xu Fu, cultivation is not a joke. It's best for you and me to go our separate ways and cultivate on our own."

After Xu Fu heard Yang Ling's words, a look of disappointment flashed across his face. He looked at Yang Ling reluctantly, but still let go of his arm. "Take care, Master." After hearing Xu Fu's voice, Yang Ling patted his shoulder and said, "Well, I wish you good luck too." After that, Yang Ling did not stop, and flew into the air and disappeared in an instant.

Xu Fu, who was left there, felt a little lost. He didn't expect Yang Ling to be so decisive. Just when Xu Fu was sad, Rong'er beside him suddenly shouted, "Be careful!" Her face was livid, and her eyes were fixed on the ground, because the originally calm ground was surging. After a while, dozens of black shadows rose from the ground and rushed towards Xu Fu like ghosts. Seeing this, Xu Fu frowned. He calmed down and punched the black shadow in the chest. Bang! The black shadow was directly dispersed by Xu Fu's punch.

Rong'er's expression eased a little when she saw this. But when they looked closely, their expressions changed drastically, because the black shadows that Xu Fu had just dispersed were reunited again. Xu Fu and Rong'er were surrounded by dozens of black shadows, and they didn't know what to do for a moment.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xu Fu had a thought of retreating. Just when Xu Fu was thinking of retreating, an old man with wrinkles on his face slowly appeared. He looked at Xu Fu and Rong'er who were trapped and smiled sinisterly...

"I am so lucky. I came across you two, who are so nutritious, right after I came out of seclusion." The old man's voice was hoarse and chilling.

At the same time, a strong smell of blood wafted into the air. It was obvious that this old man had a special liking for killing.

Before Xu Fu could respond, the old man continued, "Don't worry, I won't let you suffer for too long."

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of black shadows rushed over in unison. They were so fast that they surrounded Xu Fu and Rong'er in the blink of an eye.

Although Xu Fu had reached the seventh level of Qi training, he was too old and physically exhausted to resist the attacks of the shadows. Soon, he was in a desperate situation. While dodging, his arm was cut and blood gushed out.

When the old man saw this scene, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes: "This tastes so delicious. I haven't tasted such delicious blood for a long time." After saying that, his gaze turned to Rong'er.

Rong'er was not feeling well at the moment, and her delicate body was covered with bright red bloodstains. But she still gritted her teeth and persisted.

Just when the old man was about to kill Xu Fu and Rong Er, Yang Ling, who was supposed to leave, suddenly appeared. Xu Fu and Rong Er were very excited to see Yang Ling.

"Master, please save me!" Xu Fu shouted.

"Master, help me!" Rong'er also pleaded.

The old man narrowed his eyes and looked up and down at Yang Ling who suddenly appeared: "Who are you? Why are you hindering me?" His voice was hoarse and old, giving people a feeling of horror.

Yang Ling did not answer the old man's question, but said firmly: "Xu Fu is my registered disciple. If you want to kill him, you have to get past me first!"

Xu Fu looked at Yang Ling standing in front of him, and his heart was filled with emotion. He didn't expect Yang Ling to recognize him so much.

However, the old man sneered at Yang Ling's words: "Haha, do you know how strong I am?"

"Oh, then tell me how powerful you are." Yang Ling responded indifferently.

"You are a young boy, you don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is. I will let you know how powerful I am!" The old man said, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes. He waved his palm and pushed it out, and suddenly a strong gust of wind came towards Yang Ling.

Yang Ling looked at the old man without fear. He was glowing with blazing light... Then, a sword light condensed in the air, turning into a sky full of sharp blades that attacked the old man. A fierce wind whistled in the air.

"A mere trifle!" Although the old man was surprised at Yang Ling's strength, he still said with disdain. At the same time, he punched out again.

"Bang!" In an instant, the old man's fist collided with Yang Ling's sword rain, bursting out with dazzling light.

"Kala..." The sword rain and the strong wind intertwined together and then shattered into pieces.

"Humph, although your strength is good, it is still far behind me." The old man looked at Yang Ling with contempt.

At this moment, something strange happened. The aftermath of Yang Ling's sword rain did not dissipate, but swept around in the old man's incredulous eyes. In an instant, the entire valley was covered. Then, it pressed down directly towards the old man.

This sudden change made the originally confident old man's face change drastically. Before he could react, he was completely covered by Yang Ling's sword rain.

"Ah!" Then, a scream rang out in the valley. When Rong'er heard the sound, her face turned pale. But Yang Ling had no mercy at all. He knew that the old man had countless blood debts on his shoulders and deserved it.

After finishing off the old man, Yang Ling waved his hand. The black shadow that had surrounded Xu Fu and Rong Er instantly disappeared. (End of this chapter)