Chapter 187 Ying Zheng's Marrow Cleansing
Flying on a sword? Closing the shop? He felt like his brain couldn't keep up.
However, thinking about the extraordinary abilities of the others, he felt relieved, but he was very interested in flying on a sword.
Unexpectedly, one day he was able to fly in the air like an immortal.
Seeing the fervor in her eyes, which occasionally shone with longing, Gu Xinyan knew that the ancestor was definitely looking forward to it, after all, this was a divine technique.
"Your Majesty, if you can cultivate and eventually reach the Foundation Establishment stage, you will naturally be able to fly on a sword."
"Very well! I will not slacken my efforts and will strive to establish my foundation as soon as possible!"
Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng couldn't help but imagine himself soaring through the heavens. He gripped the Marrow Cleansing Pill in his hand even tighter, for it was the key to his path to immortality.
After chatting for a while, the group dispersed. At this point, Ying Zheng had no interest in shopping anymore.
He didn't even care about dealing with Li Si and Zhao Gao at the moment; he only wanted to go back and take the Marrow Cleansing Pill.
After hurriedly bidding farewell to Gu Xinyan and the others, he also reminded Meng Yi not to disturb the distinguished guests before returning to the Jade Emperor Temple. As he walked, he didn't forget to tell the guards behind him to prepare water.
Meng Yi: "........."
Well, I don't know what His Majesty talked about up there, but why does he need water as soon as he comes out?
It's not even dinner time yet, why do we have to wash up already?
Although he didn't understand, he was sure that His Majesty had his reasons for doing things. Thinking this, he turned around and looked at the group of people who were sitting together and whispering about something.
"Everyone, please return to your tents first. We must not disturb our distinguished guests, or if His Majesty holds us accountable, none of us will be in good trouble!"
The ministers and Confucian scholars: "........."
This makes me even more curious about what to do. Oh well, even Zhao Gao from the Imperial Carriage Office and Prime Minister Li Si have been imprisoned, and they're probably not far from death.
They shouldn't be too curious, after all, being too curious isn't a good thing.
And so, Gu Xinyan and her friends stood at the store entrance, watching the group of people, who then scattered in a flash, like obedient children; no one dared to come any closer.
The group found this somewhat amusing, but they also knew that their ancestor was probably worried that these people would disturb them. However, it seemed that their ancestor had forgotten that they were there to do business.
Although the mission location was in Xianyang City, it didn't stop them from selling things there. However, they only dared to secretly look at them at this moment.
They figured even if they called, they probably wouldn't be able to get them all, so they let it go. Anyway, they were going to Xianyang City after tomorrow. With that in mind, the group went into the shop to start preparing dinner.
Meanwhile, Ying Zheng was sitting in a steaming bathtub, looking at the Marrow Cleansing Pill in his hand. He was very excited. After staring at it for a moment, he tilted his head back and swallowed it.
The Marrow Cleansing Pill melted as soon as it entered his mouth, and then, like a warm current, it swept through his entire body. This warm current made Ying Zheng feel comfortable all over. Just as he was immersed in this comfort...
Suddenly, a piercing pain struck without warning, causing him to gasp in pain. It felt as if millions of needles were piercing his flesh and bones all over his body.
This pain was different from the usual bleeding from injuries; it was a pain that came from the inside out, almost causing him to faint.
His hands, gripping the bathtub tightly, were bulging with veins as he endured the excruciating pain to keep himself from fainting.
After all, the words of those important people were still echoing in his mind. If he were to faint like this, he would truly lose his chance at the path to immortality.
Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and dripped into the bathtub, accompanied by low growls that sounded exceptionally clear in the quiet room.
Meng Yi, who was stationed outside the door, heard the painful and suppressed sounds coming from inside. He wanted to go in and investigate, but then he remembered the Emperor's order and suppressed the urge.
Inside the room, Ying Zheng was numb with pain. Just when he thought it was over, a new round began, and this repeated itself countless times.
Just when he thought the next round was about to begin, the pain suddenly gradually subsided, and the next round of excruciating pain did not begin; instead, it disappeared.
The moment the pain disappeared, Ying Zheng felt his body become light, as if he had been reborn. The body that used to feel somewhat heavy now felt nothing at all.
He looked down at his body in surprise, and what he saw was fair, delicate skin with a faint glow.
Huh? This Marrow Cleansing Pill even has a whitening effect? His originally wheat-colored skin is now so white it's practically glowing.
Before he could think any further, a foul stench hit him. The pain hadn't made him faint, but this stench almost made him pass out.
As his gaze moved downwards, he saw that the source of the foul stench was actually the bathtub he was currently soaking in. The water that had originally been clear had now turned black and was covered with oil.
"vomit!"
Ying Zheng couldn't hold it in any longer, gagged, and quickly jumped out of the bathtub, shouting outside:
"Someone, change the water! I want to bathe again!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Meng Yi, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, finally felt relieved when he heard his own emperor's voice coming from inside.
He hurriedly told the guards beside him to prepare water, and then pushed open the door to enter the room. But the moment he entered, he almost fainted from the stench.
Suppressing the urge to vomit, he quickly held his breath, wondering what his Majesty was doing and how he had made the room smell so bad.
And that dark, greasy bathtub—did His Majesty just take a bath there?
But before he could finish his internal monologue, he saw Ying Zheng, several shades lighter than usual, standing next to the bathtub. Upon seeing His Majesty like this, Meng Yi's brain instantly went blank.
Ying Zheng also noticed his unusual behavior and couldn't help but find it amusing to see his incredulous expression.
"What? You don't recognize me now that I've become more handsome?"
Meng Yi: "........."
Honestly, if it weren't for the fact that the voice was the same, he would have thought that his emperor had been possessed by some kind of monster. After all, he had completely changed after taking a bath.
Fortunately, the eerie atmosphere didn't last long. The guards brought in more water, and Meng Yi led his men to carry the smelly bucket of water out.
After a long while, finally washing away the stench, Ying Zheng emerged from the bathing room feeling refreshed and called out to Meng Yi, who was still standing at the door in a daze:
"Prepare the meal!"
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