Ji Fengyao then noticed the chains on Di Lijunyi and the others. Even she couldn't see anything special about them and didn't know what they were that could conceal a person's cultivation level.

"You didn't expect that I am also a cultivator," Di Lijunyi said with a sense of superiority, looking down at Ji Fengyao with an arrogant attitude. "I also know that you, Princess Chonghe, are also a cultivator. I could tell from your first move during the archery competition yesterday; that's why I decided to kill you. You know the rules of the cultivator world: cut the weeds without leaving any roots!"

"Yes, I understand," Ji Fengyao nodded, but seemed rather unconcerned. "But there's something I don't understand. Since you are a cultivator, there must be quite a few cultivators in your Di Kingdom. With such strength, why haven't you invaded Da Zhao or unified the world? Why are you still confined to that remote and harsh land of Di Kingdom?"

You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?

Dili Junyi's eyes darted back and forth in frustration. He couldn't very well tell the bandit that his father had disapproved, that would be too embarrassing.

"What's the point of fighting in this mortal world? Our ambitions lie elsewhere," Dili Junyi said impatiently, adopting a superior air. "I won't waste my breath on you dying men. Go! Kill them all! Leave no survivors!"

"Yes!" the servants of Dilijunyi answered in unison.

"Take your medicine!"

Ji Fengyao also let out a low groan and took the lead in smashing seven or eight small jade bottles on the ground.

Ji Fengming was even more ruthless, smashing more than a dozen small jade bottles. The shards and liquids inside the bottles flew everywhere around his horse's hooves, startling the horse beneath him into neighing in unease.

Hu Ji and several other secret guards followed suit.

Their actions startled Di Lijunyi and the Di Kingdom servants who were rushing over: What kind of tactic is this?

Did they know they were going to lose and die, so they just gave up and went all out?

"Brother, go and deal with the archers lying in ambush around us. We must not let them surround us from all sides. We'll hold them off here for now," Ji Fengyao said to Ji Fengming, turning her head slightly to the side.

"Okay, Yao'er, be careful. I'll be right back." Ji Fengming nodded in agreement, lightly pushed off the saddle, and nimbly flew into the nearby forest.

Dili Junyi was not about to let him leave. He got up to chase after him, but was stopped by a sword thrust from behind by Ji Fengyao.

"Sixth level of Spirit Gathering, I didn't expect you to have such cultivation." Di Lijunyi was slightly surprised. He cleaved Ji Fengyao's spike with a single slash, his expression still contemptuous: "It seems that my decision was correct. If I don't kill you today, you will surely become a great threat in the future!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Fengyao smiled wryly: "No, you're wrong."

"What, you want to beg for mercy and submit to this prince?" Dili Junyi said, his eyes sweeping greedily over Ji Fengyao's cute and delicate little bun face.

It has to be said, this little bandit is really cute and cuddly.

Her fair and tender face was like a newly ripened peach, white with a rosy tinge; her skin was crystal clear, as if you could squeeze water out of it if you pinched it.

Ji Fengyao took in Di Lijunyi's lewd gaze, and the smile on her face instantly turned icy. She brandished her longsword and charged forward again with unparalleled ferocity: "I want to tell you that your decision is too late. I have already made my mark!"

This move comes from Han Yugong's "Cold Sword";

After her master secretly learned the technique and she modified it herself, she renamed it "Burning Sword," which was a gift from her master to celebrate her twentieth birthday.

She was killed by her master in a furnace explosion before she had mastered the sword technique. She learned it intermittently over several lifetimes and no one had ever seen it.

Dili Junyi can be considered the first living punching bag in "Burning Sword".

The longsword and the curved blade clashed several times.

Dili Junyi felt waves of heat relentlessly emanating from Ji Fengyao's longsword, making his skin and eyes dry. Even worse, he felt his spiritual energy was mysteriously and slowly "disappearing," as if he had been poisoned by a calming incense.

A fragrant incense?!

Di Lijun recalled the small jade bottles that Ji Fengyao and Ji Fengming had smashed on the ground before they made their move, and was immediately horrified: "You actually poisoned them, how despicable!"

As he spoke, he quickly took out the antidote for the incense and swallowed it.

Ji Fengyao's eyes lit up:

Wow, this guy even has a storage ring. It seems the Di Kingdom must have quite a few good things.

"I am an alchemist, and making poisons is my profession. It is only natural for me to use poisons," Ji Fengyao said, spreading her hands with an innocent look on her face.

Dili Junyi exclaimed in surprise: "What?! You're an alchemist?!"

Alchemists are incredibly rare; they're said to be treasures even in cultivation worlds, existing only as legends in this world. And she actually claims to be an alchemist?!

"What? Didn't the Empress tell you why she wanted me so much?" Ji Fengyao feigned surprise, blinking her innocent big eyes with a naive look. "Ah, they only thought I was a divine physician, they didn't know there were alchemists in this world who were even higher than divine physicians."

"You, you really are a pill refiner?" Di Lijunyi stared at Ji Fengyao in shock.

“Of course,” Ji Fengyao glanced at a certain spot in the deep forest beside her with her phoenix eyes.

The place seemed empty, but she could vaguely sense that there was a person hidden there, someone that she and Ji Fengming could not contend with for the time being.

Although the man didn't reveal any murderous intent towards her, to be on the safe side, she used the name of Di Lijunyi to reveal her identity as an alchemist in order to protect herself. Otherwise, if this man made a move, she, Ji Fengming, Hu Ji, and the others would all die here today.

Ji Fengyao took out the alchemy furnace from her storage space and held it in her palm. A layer of dark blue flames danced gracefully on the furnace wall, and the surrounding temperature rose considerably.

Aside from alchemists and cultivators of strange fire;

Ordinary cultivators could never manipulate flames at will.

Dili Junyi finally believed it, his eyes burning with fervor: "Alchemist! I never imagined that alchemists actually existed in this world! Submit to this prince, and I guarantee that you will stand at the pinnacle of this world, becoming a supreme being second only to the emperor!"

At this moment, Ji Fengming had already dealt with the surrounding archers and returned.

Hearing Di Lijunyi's words, Ji Fengming scoffed and threw a punch: "Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? How dare you make my sister submit to you. Since you like to daydream so much, I'll beat you until you're mentally impaired."

At the same time, Ji Fengyao also stepped forward, keeping a close distance from Ji Fengming, and secretly reminded him through telepathy: "Brother, there is someone hiding nearby. That person's cultivation is much higher than ours. We don't know if he is friend or foe."

“That’s troublesome. These people already know your identity as an alchemist. If they go out while sober, you will immediately become the target of everyone’s attacks.” Ji Fengming’s brows furrowed. “The Crown Prince has already realized Di Lijun’s intentions and is leading his men here. Yao’er, we have no other choice.”

Ji Fengyao glanced again in the direction where the man was hiding, and gritted her teeth: "Fine, let's take a gamble, and bet that man isn't in cahoots with Di Lijunyi!"