When it came to scaring people, Qingnu was a professional.
Moreover, she wasn't just scaring him—she was being serious!
"You... how could you!"
Ying Ji retreated a few steps, staring at Qingnu. "Aren't you an immortal?"
"An immortal?"
Qingnu smiled slightly at his words. She shook her head and said, "Just because I’ve heard you call me an immortal a few times, do you think I would abandon my own dream? I want to become a dragon; I don't care about being called some immortal! Anyone who dares to stop me from becoming a dragon must die!"
"Ying Ji, do you still want my help?"
Ying Ji took a deep breath. He raised his hand to stop the Qin soldiers who were about to rush forward and said in a heavy voice, "I do not need your help!"
Qingnu laughed. "But it's too late! The world's fortune is already with your Great Qin! I will take the heart-blood of the final monarch of your Great Qin. You cannot escape it, Ying Ji!"
Leaving those words behind, Qingnu walked outside.
The Qin soldiers tried to block her, but she easily knocked aside a whole group of them. She muttered, "A bunch of trash, daring to block my path?"
Did they really think a snake was easy to bully?
Seeing Qingnu depart, Ying Ji looked back at Ji Yan, who lay dead on the bed, and took a long breath.
"Your Majesty, we..."
The remaining Qin soldiers were still shaken by Qingnu's words.
"Xia lasted four hundred years, Shang lasted six hundred, and Zhou eight hundred..."
Ying Ji murmured, "If my Great Qin unifies the world, should it not last a thousand? If she cannot wait and cuts off Great Qin's fortune halfway through..."
"No! I will never allow such a thing to happen!"
Ying Ji let out a roar of fury and immediately ordered his men to return to Xianyang. As for the Nine Tripods, they were to be transported back slowly.
Upon returning to Xianyang, he immediately summoned his ministers to inquire about the affairs of immortals and mortals.
Subsequently, Ying Ji learned of the Yin Yang School!
"The Yin Yang School?"
Ying Ji looked at the official who had presented the information and asked sternly, "Where are they located?"
"The Yin Yang School has been passed down for many years and should be in the Zhouyuan region. Your Majesty can order a search!"
Ying Ji immediately issued the decree, commanding his men to find the descendants of the Yin Yang School and bring them to the palace. He wanted the people of the Yin Yang School to protect his Great Qin for a thousand generations! Even after a thousand years, he would never allow Qingnu to take the heart-blood!
Qingnu returned to Handan, only to find Ying Yiren's home empty.
"Eh? They moved?"
In the sky, Hongluan flapped her wings and landed on her shoulder. "You're finally back, you stupid snake!"
Qingnu asked, "Sister Bird, where is the family?"
"I heard the King of Zhao wanted to kill them, so Lv Buwei took them and fled! However, I can't find Ying Yiren or Lv Buwei. Zhao Ji and little Ying Zheng are still in Handan city. I'll take you to find them!"
Hongluan finished explaining at a rapid pace and led Qingnu to a dilapidated house on the outskirts of Handan.
Zhao Ji and little Ying Zheng were indeed hiding there.
Besides the mother and son, there was also a young girl at the location.
"Eh? Who is this little girl?"
Qingnu tilted her head, looking at the little girl who was sleeping while hugging little Ying Zheng, and asked Zhao Ji.
Zhao Ji replied, "This girl is named Afang. This is her home. If we hadn't hidden here, we would have been captured by the Zhao army long ago! Teacher, where have you been?"
"I took a trip to Luoyi,"
Qingnu replied. She crouched down and pinched little Ying Zheng's cheek.
"Still sleeping. Wake up! The sun is already hitting your backside."
"Where is the sun coming from in winter?"
Hongluan muttered under her breath.
Qingnu clicked her tongue and looked at Hongluan. "Are you trying to undermine me?"
Pinching him like that woke little Ying Zheng up, and Afang woke up along with him. The two children rubbed their eyes and looked at Qingnu.
Little Ying Zheng suddenly burst into tears and threw himself into Qingnu's arms, hugging her tightly.
"Teacher, I missed you..."
Qingnu comforted him. "Don't cry, don't cry. Haven't I returned?"
Zhao Ji hurriedly said, "Zheng'er, lower your voice. Do not draw the Zhao army here! This place is dangerous..."
Qingnu waved her hand at her and said, "It's fine. With me here, there is no place in this vast world that is dangerous. If the mere Zhao army dares to come, I'll beat them to death!"
As if to validate Qingnu's words, just as she finished speaking, several Zhao soldiers burst through the door.
"Quick, quick, I heard a child crying!"
"That Qin hostage's family must be hiding here!"
Hearing these voices, Qingnu tilted her head, grabbed Hongluan from her shoulder, and asked, "Hongluan, am I really an immortal? How come whatever I say comes true?"
Zhao Ji looked panicked and hurriedly moved closer to Qingnu.
Hongluan cursed, "Stupid snake, let go of me!"
Little Ying Zheng, however, looked up at Qingnu. Although his face was covered in dust, his eyes were incredibly bright and shining. He said, "Teacher is an immortal! Teacher is the Frost and Snow Goddess!"
"Oh? Why?"
Qingnu let go of Hongluan and looked down at little Ying Zheng.
Little Ying Zheng explained seriously, "Because every winter when it snows, Teacher disappears. You must be going to deliver snow to the world!"
Hearing this, Qingnu laughed and talked to herself, "Jade Maiden of the Azure Heavens, Frost and Snow Goddess... hmm... that actually fits quite well! Not bad, not bad."
While they spoke, the Zhao soldiers had already rushed inside.
"Teacher!"
Zhao Ji cried out in fear.
Upon seeing them, the soldiers said gleefully, "They really are here!"
"Sigh..."
Qingnu stood up, brushed the dust off her dress, and said to them, "You didn't see anything. Now, turn around and walk out."
As soon as she said this, the Zhao soldiers looked at each other and said, "Woman, have you lost your mind?"
Being insulted made Qingnu feel quite upset. She looked back at Hongluan and said, "Hongluan, it seems I'm really not an immortal. They actually didn't listen to my words!"
Hongluan: "..."
Will someone please deal with this stupid snake!
The Zhao soldiers, unable to wait any longer, charged forward. If they captured Zhao Ji and Ying Zheng, it would be a great achievement!
However, they had only taken a few steps before Qingnu kicked them flying. They smashed through the earthen wall and flew about thirty meters away.
With several of their ribs broken, it looked like they wouldn't be getting up any time soon.
Qingnu turned back and beckoned to them. "Little Ying Zheng, little Afang, let's go!"
"Teacher is so powerful!"
Little Ying Zheng clapped his hands and turned to Afang. "See? I told you my Teacher was the most powerful, didn't I?"
Afang also nodded in surprise. "Yes! Your Teacher is amazing."
"It's nothing much, really."
Being praised by the children, Qingnu waved her hand somewhat bashfully. She took one child in each hand, then looked back at Zhao Ji, who was still on the ground. "I won't hold your hand. Can you get up yourself?"
"I won't trouble you, Teacher."
Zhao Ji nodded and scrambled up, following Qingnu as they bypassed the Zhao soldiers.
With her there, Zhao Ji finally stopped worrying about her and little Ying Zheng's safety.
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