Chapter 14: Ying Zheng: Waste Recycling is Their Honor
Ying Zheng walked slowly, his black boots stepping on the grass, and the green stems and leaves were bent to the ground.
The Taoist priest who was stared at by him was frightened and felt that his shoes did not break the grass stems, but his neck.
"His Majesty."
Someone murmured, but could not form any words.
Poisoning?
They just wanted wealth and status, how dare they harm the emperor? If he died, they would all be buried with him.
But, but…
They knew what was added to the pills they offered, and they knew what the consequences would be, but no one had tried it.
just in case……
"You're here." A clear and pleasant female voice sounded.
"Are they the people you usually discuss the Dao with? Not a single true practitioner."
The young immortal turned to look at her, the meaning in his big eyes was too obvious: You have been deceived.
Ying Zheng didn't say anything, but took out a small bottle and poured out a golden, round pill, which reflected the metallic luster in the sunlight.
"Fellow Daoist, please look."
Wei Shengxue was silent.
This thing doesn't look like it's edible.
'system. '
[Ding! Scanning function activated... Analyzing ingredients...]
The analysis was just halfway through when it was interrupted by another familiar electronic voice:
[Ding! Huge amounts of heavy metal and mineral toxins detected. Please do not test the poison yourself!]
She glanced at the ingredient list, anything that could kill a person would be put in it.
"Fellow Daoist, although metal minerals can be used as medicine, it is safer to extract the essence of herbs and plants to make elixirs when you first enter the alchemy path."
Wei Shengxue was afraid of offending others, so he racked his brains to speak in a tactful way.
Although everyone present could hear these words, anyone with ears could hear them.
"Gold never decays, and those who wear it live as long as gold!"
Some alchemists devoted their entire lives to refining elixirs and sincerely believed that their theories were correct.
He was very disdainful of herbal elixirs, and even in this critical moment, he loudly retorted: "Plants and trees are easily rotten, how can they prolong their lives? Only by extracting the essence of gold can we achieve longevity!"
Wei Shengxue smirked: "Yeah, if you eat a few more, you'll ascend to heaven."
The sarcasm in his words was not concealed at all.
"Haven't you tried the medicine on chickens, ducks, rabbits, etc.?" Such a poisonous medicine, if small animals eat a few more, they will die suddenly. The consequences are obvious.
The alchemist argued confidently: "If animals eat elixirs taken by humans, of course they will suffer harm. It's just that they can't bear this blessing!"
Good guy, it makes people call it good guy.
The conversation could no longer continue, so Wei Shengxue turned directly to Ying Zheng: "Stay away from this kind of idiot, or you'll be infected."
Ying Zheng thought about the many pills he had taken before, and asked in a desperate attempt, "Is this medicine not safe to take?"
Wei Shengxue didn't give him any chance and said directly: "It's poisonous and can kill people."
The alchemists suddenly looked up and glared at him.
Damn colleagues, this is ruining your job!
"That's great." Ying Zheng pursed his lips into a straight line, and the sound of his teeth grinding could be faintly heard. His narrow eyes were filled with dark undercurrents, as if they wanted to devour people.
The alchemists who came into contact with his gaze lowered their heads and avoided him, but the more they thought about it, the angrier they became.
We are all colleagues trying to make a living, but you are pushing us to death!
Even if I die, I have to take someone with me!
As soon as he made up his mind, he blurted out:
"Your Majesty, she is not an immortal! Are you being deceived by her?"
I thought I would see her either angry or refutation, but she actually admitted it directly.
"I'm not one in the first place. When did I ever say I was an immortal? I'm just an ordinary immortal cultivator." There was obvious doubt in his words, as well as a sense of grievance of being wronged for no reason.
The Taoist priest, grasping at straws, shouted, "Your Majesty! She admits it! She's not an immortal! She's lying to you!"
Ying Zheng didn't even bother to give them a glance, and just spoke softly to the liar they were talking about.
"They are all charlatans, so don't pay any attention to them, my friend. The kitchen has been researching a lot of new dishes over the past month, I wonder if they suit your taste."
Wei Shengxue's attention was indeed diverted, and she replied briskly, "Then let's get going. Oh, by the way, do you have anyone who knows about farming?" She looked at the trembling peasant woman lying on the ground next to her. "I wanted to ask her, but they interrupted me."
Ying Zheng promised to send her a farming official when she returned. As he spoke, he led her towards the carriage, intentionally separating her from the other alchemists.
Meng Yi, who stayed behind, watched the two leave, slowly opened the corners of his mouth, revealing his white teeth, and the smile on his face was full of malice.
The alchemists' faces became even uglier.
Everyone knows that important officials like Meng Yi and Li Si look down on alchemists and have repeatedly dissuaded them from offering elixirs. However, they used to be protected by the First Emperor, so they could only remain silent. But now...
His thumb pushed the handle of the knife, drawing out a line of golden light. It was so dazzling in the sunlight that it hurt his eyes. Even his usually calm voice took on a chilling tone, as if the King of Hell was taking away his soul:
"Everyone, please get on your way."
"No!" A Taoist priest cried out in fear.
In panic, Xu Sheng tried hard to control his trembling body, his mind racing, trying to grasp a glimmer of hope.
"I want to fight her in a duel!"
A nearly broken shout was heard, drowning out the noisy crying and cursing.
Even the young immortal who had one foot on the shaft of the cart turned his head curiously.
"Are you challenging me?"
"Then let's fight."
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With the support of Qin Shi Huang, the arena for the "battle" between the two sides was quickly set up.
But the final seating arrangement was that Weishengxue sat high up beside the First Emperor, while the alchemists stood beside the arena, waiting to line up and go on stage.
This doesn't feel like a battle, but rather a condescending viewing from a superior position.
Wei Shengxue propped up her head, faced the angry gazes of the alchemists, and slowly picked up a piece of fruit and put it into her mouth.
The conversation with Ying Zheng just now rang in my ears again.
"You are the superior, and they are the inferior. The superior should not be offended lightly. If you actively put yourself in a position where you can be provoked at will, then you have lost. Even if you win this battle, you have still lost."
"I can easily crush these big liars."
"You can't be the one performing on the stage; you have to be the one directing and judging from the stage."
"Aren't you the referee? I'm a contestant."
The conversation ended with a sigh: "Forget it, whatever you like."
Wei Shengxue thought about it for a long time, but still couldn't figure out the necessity of this arrangement.
——In the world of immortal cultivation, strength is respected. She is stronger, so she is undoubtedly the respected one.
But she did not refuse Ying Zheng's arrangement. In this strange world, there was someone who was so considerate of her and made her unable to refuse, and she was reluctant to refuse.
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Xu Sheng stood in the crowd, his face covered by a beard showing a gloomy look.
His colleagues around him were still gearing up, vowing to expose the "immortal", but they didn't know that the outcome of this fight had been decided from the very beginning.
The First Emperor believed her, not them.
This is the final outcome.
Just as he was racking his brains for a way out, a Taoist priest lost his patience and jumped out.
"I have a technique that can kill evil spirits with a sword."
Wei Shengxue subconsciously scanned the area with his spiritual sense, but found no remnant souls, let alone evil spirits with strong resentment.
The square-faced Taoist priest ordered someone to bring out a basin of clean water and take out a cloth doll. He burned incense, prayed, and chanted spells. After a series of complicated operations, he claimed that he had sealed the evil spirit.
Ying Zheng explained to Wei Shengxue, "Next, he will stab the rag doll with his sword, causing the evil spirit to bleed to death." He added, "Although his alchemy skills are not top-notch, his ghost-catching skills are not bad."
"Monster, wait for your death!" the Taoist shouted, drew his sword and stabbed it, and red bloodstains appeared on the rag doll.
The palace servants watching couldn't help but whisper, "Bleeding!" "Is there really a ghost?!"
At the same time, the system jumped around in Wei Shengxue's sea of consciousness, as if to take credit: [Host, I detected chemical reagents on the doll and the sword.]
Weishengxue: ...quite trendy.
The Taoist priest threw the "evil ghost" that was stabbed with a sword and covered in "blood" into the "clear water" beside him. Under the gaze of everyone, the blood on the rag doll slowly faded away, while the clear water remained clear.
"The evil spirit has been eliminated."
【The water contains an acidic solution.】
The voices of the alchemist and the system sounded together.
The square-faced Taoist priest raised his chin towards Wei Shengxue and said, "My fellow Taoist has profound skills. I'm sure catching ghosts will be no problem for you."
Wei Shengxue slowly swallowed the fruit in her mouth and instructed, "Get a bowl of turmeric water, a bowl of wood ash water, and a bowl of sour water."
When the square-faced Taoist priest heard what she wanted, he secretly said "not good", but the arrow was on the string and he had no way to retreat.
The palace servants were very efficient and she got what she wanted in a short time.
Without even moving a foot, Wei Shengxue instructed the palace servant, "Pour the turmeric water and the wood ash water together."
"What color do you think they will be when mixed?"
Turmeric water is yellow, and filtered wood ash water is as transparent as water. According to common sense, the diluted mixture should be a light yellow, but since she asked...
"It's red." Ying Zheng said in a deep voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, two bowls of water were picked up and poured down, crossing each other and falling into another empty bowl.
When yellow and transparent meet, they mix to create red, the same color as the blood on the rag doll just now.
The crowd was shocked.
Witnessing this scene, Wang Wan forgot about the conflict with Li Si and turned his head to marvel with him.
"That palace servant was brought here by His Majesty, right? He hasn't learned how to catch ghosts, has he?"
Li Si also said Aba Aba.
Although they hate the alchemists who feed His Majesty products without any quality assurance, they still believe in the stories of gods and ghosts.
"Damn it! I was cheated!" A general slammed the table over, his hair standing on end in anger. "That liar! He cheated me out of ten thousand gold! Ten thousand gold!"
Wei Shengxue pricked up her ears and heard whispers from the seats nearby:
"How pitiful! My family was in turmoil before, so I hired a Taoist priest to exorcise the evil spirits, and all my private savings were gone."
"Who says it's not true? I heard that his wife chased him and beat him for three blocks."
The discussion was neither loud nor soft, but it was loud enough for the sensitive-eared general to hear. He became even angrier and his dark face turned red.
"Let me do it." The general pushed aside the palace servant, picked up the bowl of red and sour water, and looked at the First Emperor eagerly, "Your Majesty..."
Ying Zheng turned his eyes away: It’s up to you.
The result was naturally as everyone expected - after the red water and the clear water were mixed, the result was clear water.
The square-faced Taoist priest on the ring could no longer stand, his legs were shaking like a sieve, and his whole body fell to the ground as if he had lost all his bones.
Wei Shengxue turned away:
"Next."
A wok of oil was brought over, and the Taoist priest was still very confident: "I have a unique skill. When a ghost falls into the oil wok, you can hear the ghost crying."
Wei Shengxue felt more and more bored after watching his actions. Even novels don’t use such tricks to deceive people!
"Borax and vinegar were added to the pot. It looked like boiling oil, but it was actually not even as hot as hot water. The ghost screams because the bones were cracked by mercury added to them due to the high temperature."
Wei Shengxue quickly exposed his tricks and added a comment: "Everyone is a professional ghost catcher, why are they all making pills for you?"
Ying Zheng: “…”
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Next."
This time, the one who came up was the alchemist with white eyebrows and long beard. Ying Zheng was quite familiar with him, so he introduced him, "His unique skill is to summon divine fire, in which the silhouette of a god can be seen."
Seeing the dark blue flames burning on the ring, Wei Shengxue sat up straight.
Seeing her reaction, Ying Zheng was also happy. Finally, there was someone who was not a liar!
Then I heard a roar erupting from my ears:
"No way, no way, a person can't be so immoral!"
Wei Shengxue glanced at the system's scan results, took a deep breath, and looked at it with admiration.
"Others are just scammers at best, but you're just digging up graves and grinding bones into ashes. What a utterly lacking moral character you are!"
Digging graves!
Dig up the corpse!
Grind bones and scatter ashes!
Crackling——
There was a sound of breaking pottery, and everyone stood up in shock, looking blankly at the white-browed Taoist priest, and then at the immortal who spoke shocking words.
"No, I can't."
Even the alchemists who were cheering and shouting took a few steps back.
"What nonsense!"
The White-browed Taoist refuted sharply,
"You can't break my spell, so you slander me. How hateful!"
Wei Shengxue stood up and walked onto the stage step by step.
It was just an ordinary step. As her injuries had eased, even the green light surrounding her body had faded a lot and could not be easily seen against the backdrop of her green dress.
But it was precisely this unhurried attitude that made the White-browed Taoist priest feel nervous and suddenly wanted to retreat.
"Hey, fellow Daoist~" This most common name among colleagues came out of her mouth, but it also showed a bit of sarcasm.
"I specialize in wood magic and have a basic understanding of fire-inducing techniques. Your Excellency is well versed in fire arts, so I don't think you will be afraid of this little trick of mine."
As soon as she finished speaking, a bright flame blossomed from her slender fingertips. She continued to smile, like a child showing off a toy to a friend, letting the bright sparks string together into a long dragon, whistling towards the white-browed Taoist priest not far away.
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