Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

"Sir, the condition of my body is very bad now." After saying that, he vomited blood and his body was shaking, as if he would fall down at any time.

Yang Ling was shocked when he saw this, and hurried forward to check his injuries. He knew in his heart that Ying Zheng had a profound cultivation, but now he ended up like this, he must have encountered a great deal of trouble.

He must find a way to help Ying Zheng overcome the difficulties as soon as possible, otherwise the entire Qin State will be in crisis.

The inner demon in Ying Zheng's body suddenly raged like a violent storm again, becoming more and more violent, almost to the point of being out of control.

This force caused him to suddenly spit out blood, and his body was shaky, as if he might fall into the abyss of coma at any time.

Yang Ling, who witnessed all this, was overwhelmed with anxiety, and his eyes were filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

If he delays any longer, Ying Zheng's life will probably be short. This thought flashed through Yang Ling's mind, instantly igniting a sense of urgency in his heart.

He did not dare to hesitate for a moment, and quickly took out a precious healing medicine from the storage ring on his finger and carefully put it into Ying Zheng's mouth.

Then, Yang Ling activated his internal strength to assist the holy medicine in taking effect, and strands of true energy slowly seeped into Ying Zheng's body.

After some effort, Ying Zheng's breathing finally gradually stabilized, and his face regained some color.

Seeing this, Yang Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but his brows were still furrowed.

He knew very well that with his own cultivation level, he could only temporarily suppress the violent true energy in Ying Zheng's body, but could not completely cure his injuries.

Ying Zheng slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was Yang Ling's face full of concern.

However, his face was still as pale as paper, and his originally heroic look was now replaced by fatigue and pain.

He panted heavily and said to Yang Ling in a weak voice: "I...I'm afraid my body can't hold on any longer."

After a short pause, he continued, "In a few days, foreign envoys will arrive. I am afraid I will not be able to deal with them personally. I will leave everything to you, sir."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Zheng vomited blood again and his body trembled slightly.

Yang Ling was horrified upon seeing this, and quickly took out another pill and fed it into Ying Zheng's mouth.

"Your Majesty, please rest assured that I will never let those foreign envoys run rampant on Qin soil." As he spoke, he continued to heal Ying Zheng's wounds.

However, Ying Zheng's injuries were so severe that even with Yang Ling's superb medical skills, he could only barely keep him awake.

Ying Zheng's face was still pale and colorless, and he looked even more exhausted. He gritted his teeth, his eyes flashing with an unyielding light: "I will never fall down like this!"

This roar was filled with endless grief, indignation and unwillingness.

Ying Zheng, this great leader, was trapped by his inner demons, which was a fact he could not accept no matter what.

Seeing this, Yang Ling felt a pang of sadness in his heart. He quickly took out the Qingxin Pill, asked Ying Zheng to take it, and recited the Qingxin Mantra to help him calm his inner restlessness.

The two practiced together for several hours, and Ying Zheng's spirit finally recovered a little.

With Yang Ling's support, he slowly walked out of his retreat and greeted the people waiting outside.

When everyone saw Ying Zheng appear, they all came forward with different expressions.

At this time, a guard came to report: "Your Majesty, the foreign envoys have arrived at the border of Qin."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng looked into the distance with deep eyes, took a deep breath, and said to everyone: "You are a guest. Our Qin is a country of etiquette. We must not lose our manners."

Upon hearing this, Fusu immediately stepped forward and said respectfully: "Don't worry, father. I am willing to go to entertain you in person." Ying Zheng nodded, and Fusu led his group away in a hurry.

And Yang Ling always stood behind Ying Zheng, silently guarding this emperor in the storm.

Ying Zheng knew that the foreign envoys had no good intentions. And he had not yet gotten rid of his inner demons. If he confronted them head-on, it would be like hitting a rock with an egg.

He must seek help from an expert to completely eradicate this evil in his heart. Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes.

Afterwards, he ordered generals such as Wang Jian and Meng Tian to prepare for battle.

A few days later, Ying Zheng led his ministers out of the city to welcome the foreign envoys. The whole city of Xianyang was shrouded in a tense atmosphere of impending storm. And the envoys of the foreign royal families had been waiting outside the city of Xianyang for a long time.

However, surprisingly, these foreign envoys were not as unreasonable as rumored.

On the contrary, they behaved elegantly and politely, which made Ying Zheng frown slightly. But he did not relax his vigilance because the origins of these envoys were mysterious and no one could guess their true intentions.

Ying Zheng stood at the city gate, looking at the messengers in different clothes and expressions, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart. He remembered that in the past, when these messengers came to the palace to meet the emperor, they were always arrogant and insolent. But today, they behaved so humbly, which made Ying Zheng feel a little dazed.

But he soon regained his composure. He didn't care whether these envoys were truly humble or just pretending to be humble.

It would be best if they could remain friendly.

But if they just want to paralyze me, then I don't mind using iron-blooded means to establish my authority.

After all, with the strength of the Qin Dynasty, these foreign envoys are not enough to pose a threat.

Naturally, those foreign envoys had no way of knowing what Ying Zheng was thinking.

When they arrived at the city gate, the leading envoy bowed and said, "Haha, I didn't expect that the emperor of the Qin Dynasty would come out to greet us personally. It's really admirable. We will always remember the hospitality of your monarch."

An envoy in golden armor laughed out loud: "The Emperor of Qin is truly magnanimous! Since you are so hospitable, we will not be polite." His voice was full of provocation and contempt, which made everyone in Qin look dissatisfied.

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng just smiled slightly, and said in a dignified and calm voice: "Humph, you foreign envoys are really people of temperament. Since you have come from afar, we must treat you with courtesy. Regardless of whether the visitor is an enemy or a friend, we should treat you with courtesy before force. This is the way of hospitality in our Qin State."

Ying Zheng's words made the foreign envoys frown. But they soon returned to normal. One of them walked out of the queue and said with a smile: "The Qin emperor is indeed as generous as his reputation. We heard that your Majesty is seriously ill, so we offer two magical herbs and a bottle of elixir, hoping that it will help your Majesty's condition." After that, he signaled the soldiers next to him to present the gifts. Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes and sneered in his heart. He knew that the other party was testing his strength. But he still maintained a calm expression and smiled: "Thank you for your kindness, envoys. However, I'm afraid this little thing is not enough to express your sincerity, right?"

Ying Zheng's words stunned everyone present.

The emperor of Qin really has a big appetite! The golden-armored messenger spoke again: "Oh? Does His Majesty think our gifts are too little?" His eyes swept over Ying Zheng, as if assessing his condition.

"Could it be that your health has become so bad that no medicine can cure it?" His words were full of provocation and rudeness.

However, Ying Zheng was not angry, he just smiled faintly: "You are joking, the envoy, I am in good health. It's just that the things you presented are really not presentable."

After saying that, he looked at Yang Ling, his eyes gleaming with expectation.

Yang Ling naturally understood what Ying Zheng meant. He stood up and said with a smile, "I have three Soul Gathering Pills here. Why don't I give them to you, the envoy? Just consider it as a return gift from our Majesty to you. It's just a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it."

After saying that, he handed the pill to the golden-armored messenger.

In an instant, the eyes of everyone around were focused on the three Spirit Gathering Pills, their eyes filled with shock and envy.

Spirit Gathering Pill!

It is a top-level first-grade elixir. Not only does it contain tremendous spiritual energy, it can also help practitioners improve their cultivation.

Such treasures are priceless and even their respective countries may not be able to possess them.

At this moment, the eyes of all the messengers present lit up, as if they had seen an opportunity to improve themselves.

If they could obtain this Spirit Gathering Pill, their strength would surely improve by leaps and bounds.

Thinking of this, they no longer cared about anything else and expressed their gratitude and compliments to Ying Zheng and Yang Ling.

The golden-armored envoy said excitedly: "Thank you very much for your generous gift, Your Majesty!" His voice was filled with joy that was difficult to conceal.

However, Yang Ling just smiled slightly, and took out more pills from his arms and handed them over: "You're welcome, this is what our Majesty prepared specially for you. You have come from afar, so consider these pills as a consolation."

Yang Ling's words were as gentle as jade, but they made the envoys startled. They didn't expect that the emperor of Qin would be so generous that he would even give out a treasure like the Gathering Spirit Pill.

You know, the Spirit Gathering Pill is extremely rare. Ordinary pills are of little use to them, but the Spirit Gathering Pill can make their practice more effective.

Therefore, they felt unbelievable and looked at the pills more greedily.

After Yang Ling took out the elixir, the remaining envoys came forward one after another, flattering him as much as they could, and saying all kinds of good things to Ying Zheng.

A moment later, a jade box containing more than a hundred Spirit Gathering Pills and emitting a strong medicinal fragrance was delivered to the hands of the golden-armored messenger.

Soon, the elixirs in the jade box were divided up by the foreign envoys.

This scene stunned everyone present, and the eyes of the messengers flashed with an even hotter light.

They knew very well how precious the Spirit Gathering Pill was.

"I sincerely thank Your Majesty the Great Qin for his generosity. On behalf of our king, I would like to express my deepest gratitude to Your Majesty!" The golden-armored envoy said respectfully with full respect in his tone.

Later, under the guidance of Ying Zheng, the foreign envoys from different kingdoms entered the magnificent palace one after another. As representatives of their respective kingdoms, they were naturally qualified to enter the sacred hall of the Qin Palace.

After they sat down, the foreign envoys came straight to the point and explained the purpose of their visit. It turned out that they came here to discuss an alliance with the Qin Dynasty and jointly deal with future challenges.

Ying Zheng nodded slightly when he heard this, and he had some thoughts in his mind. Fusu, as Ying Zheng's eldest son, was straightforward and decisive. When he saw the foreign envoys proposing an alliance, he couldn't help but feel a little doubtful.

"Father, I think these foreign envoys' sudden visit may have other intentions. Why don't we directly reject their request for alliance and instead adopt a strategy of attacking them?" Fusu expressed his opinion without any concealment.

However, Ying Zheng did not immediately adopt Fusu's advice. He knew that handling diplomatic affairs required caution and not rashness. So he proposed to hold a welcoming banquet first to show his hospitality as a host and to take this opportunity to get more information from the foreign envoys.

At the banquet, Ying Zheng skillfully guided the topic and asked about the current situation of foreign tribes. Under the temptation of the spirit wine given by Yang Ling, the foreign envoys gradually relaxed their vigilance and revealed all the information they knew.

After the banquet, Ying Zheng arranged for the foreign envoys to go to the post station to rest, while he gathered with Yang Ling and others to discuss whether they should form an alliance with foreign races.

"Your Majesty, I think this matter needs to be reconsidered before acting." Wang Jian, the senior general of the Great Qin, spoke slowly, "Among the foreign races, there are many powerful and large dynasties. If we can form an alliance with them, our Great Qin can avoid the dilemma of being attacked from all sides."

Meng Tian disagreed. He snorted coldly and said, "These foreign tribes come to our Great Qin border to harass us every year. If they were not so elusive and unpredictable, I would have led my army to annihilate them in one fell swoop!"

After hearing this, Ying Zheng looked calm, but a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. "Since they have taken the initiative to propose an alliance today, I will go with the flow and take this opportunity to find out their details and weaken their strength."

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became solemn. Yang Ling frowned, as if he was worried. He pondered for a moment, and finally spoke: "Your Majesty, now that the spiritual energy has been revived for several years, there are many people in the foreign races who believe in gods. The power of faith should not be underestimated, and some can even summon the gods to descend. In front of such power, conspiracies and tricks will only appear pale and powerless."

Ying Zheng nodded thoughtfully after hearing this. "Sir, what you said makes sense. In this case, I have decided to have a frank negotiation with the foreign envoys to see what their plans are."

After hearing this, everyone felt relieved.

Ying Zheng's decision was undoubtedly the wisest choice.

The next day, Ying Zheng summoned foreign envoys again.

This time, he clearly expressed his willingness to form an alliance with foreign races, but at the same time he also put forward a condition: he needed to witness the strength and sincerity of each kingdom with his own eyes.

Upon hearing this, the foreign envoys all said that there was no problem. They knew that forming an alliance with the Qin Dynasty was also a rare opportunity for their respective kingdoms.

A few months later, the foreign armies arrived as promised and gradually reached the border of Daqin. Although some minor incidents occurred along the way, they did not affect the overall situation. (End of this chapter)