A lightning strike transmigrated Zu An into another world. In that world, he was known as the tr*sh of Brightmoon City, but for some reason, he was married to the gorgeous and highly talented daugh...
Zhang Han looked down at the Tai'a sword on his chest, his face initially filled with disbelief, but he quickly came to terms with it, muttering, "It's better to be dead, it's better to be dead. Living is torture, and I've been tormented for thousands of years. It's time to die..."
His voice gradually faded, and finally he lowered his head, his breath fading away.
Zuan couldn't help but give Mi Li a thumbs up: "She actually killed the powerful Zhang Han in one move! My admiration for the Empress is like a surging river..."
"What the hell!" Mi Li interrupted before he could finish, "Killing it isn't that easy. In the end, it just didn't want to live anymore."
Upon hearing his words, Zu'an couldn't help but turn back to look at Zhang Han on the stone wall, and suddenly he understood him a little.
He emerged from seclusion during the empire's time of crisis, saving the dynasty from collapse. He seemed poised to become the savior of the Qin Dynasty, but after a crushing defeat, he surrendered to the enemy, causing the Qin's last 200,000 main force to be massacred.
The empire's hero suddenly became the empire's sinner; he must have been in extreme pain.
His survival instinct led him to choose to prolong his life, living like a ghost for so many years until today. Because he impersonated Ying Zheng, Mi Li broke the seal, and the 200,000 dead sought revenge, all the familiar people and things made him feel like he was back in the past. Finally, his heart was completely crushed, and he chose to face death.
As if hearing his innermost thoughts and knowing that he was understood, Zhang Han's body suddenly shattered, turning into dust that scattered in the wind.
With its death, the black ropes binding Chu Chuyan also disappeared. Zu An hurriedly rescued her from the altar: "Wife, are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Chu Chuyan's meridians were still broken, and she was completely powerless. She could only slump into his arms, a faint blush appearing on her fair face.
Noticing that her body was as limp as cotton, Zu An frowned slightly and hurriedly helped her into Qiao Xueying's arms. He then ran to Mi Li's side and asked, "Empress, are you alright with the poison you were given?"
"You probably want to ask how to save your little wife, don't you?" Mi Li snorted coldly, seeing right through his trick.
Zuan chuckled awkwardly, "I'm concerned about you too. Is there anything I can help you with?" As he spoke, he leaned closer to check the condition of her arm.
Mi Li casually flicked her hand, turned her body to the side to avoid his gaze, and said coldly, "What can mere poison do to me?"
"That's good, that's good," Zu'an breathed a sigh of relief. "Then, can the Empress keep her promise and tell me how to restore her health?"
Mi Li's gaze swept back and forth between Zu An and Chu Chuyan, and she could clearly sense that Zu An's expression changed several times, as if she was making an extremely difficult decision.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Zu An's heart skipped a beat.
Mi Li shook her head but didn't say anything, only looking at him with a strange expression.
Chu Chuyan, standing to the side, said weakly, "With her vital energy completely severed, even Heaven can't save her. Why do you have to make things difficult for her? Don't worry, I promise you I won't try to kill myself again."
Even though she felt that living like this was meaningless, she was unwilling to let down their life-and-death sacrifices, since they had risked their lives to save her.
Mi Li snorted coldly: "Hmph, no need to try to provoke me. Saving you is a piece of cake. I was just thinking about something else."
Upon hearing that there was a way to save her, Zu'an was overjoyed: "I hope that Your Majesty will enlighten me."
Even Chu Chuyan's eyes lit up. Although she spoke calmly, she had been a prodigy in cultivation since childhood, and she naturally didn't want to spend the rest of her life as a cripple in bed.
Qiao Xueying was also full of curiosity. As far as she knew, there had never been a case in the world where someone could recover completely after their vital energy was severed. What method did the other party have?
“Didn’t you learn the ‘Primordial Chaos Scripture’? Primordial Chaos Qi is the purest energy at the beginning of the universe, even more refined and nourishing than Yuan Qi. It can not only temper your body, but also repair the bodies of others.” Mi Li glanced at Zu An.
Zu An's heart skipped a beat: "You... how did you know I learned the 'Primordial Chaos Scripture'?"
Mi Li snorted: "Ying Zheng sealed the 'Primordial Chaos Scripture' in the Tai'a Sword thinking I didn't know? Hmph, besides, even if I really didn't know, I could feel it the moment I saw you. Your body, tempered by the Primordial Chaos Qi, is very different from ordinary people."
"I see." Zu An was overjoyed and was about to treat Chu Chuyan.
Mi Li said, "However, tempering others is far less effective than tempering one's own body. This way, you can only help her barely regain her mobility and be able to take care of herself, but you can't restore her original strength as a cultivator."
Zuan's expression changed slightly: "This is different from what you said before."
“What are you panicking about?” Mi Li glared at him and then said, “Not long ago, I learned something else that will make it very easy to restore her to her original state.”
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I've barely slept a few hours since last night, I'm so tired, this is the only chapter I can write, I really can't write anymore. Including what I owe today, I'm three chapters behind now, I'm exhausted.