The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 1232 and Water
"You can choose any supernatural powers and magic spells, and command any magical treasures and immortal weapons..." Prince Jing Le stated his price.

"And apart from when I summon you, you can continue to be the Ghost Emperor in your Netherworld!"

"..." Ying Qushui hesitated. It wasn't that she was willing to be a slave, but that the other party was offering too much.

Having spent so many years in the Netherworld and the Thirty-Three Heavens, Ying Qushui knew very well that while his swordsmanship was useful against ordinary immortals and gods, it was nothing more than feeding the top deities.

It's not that he lacks talent; as a being who gathers the essence of a realm's emperor, his talent is extremely high.

But he didn't have a good father or a good background. No one taught him supernatural powers and magic, and all the innate spiritual treasures and immortal artifacts already had owners; it wasn't his turn to pick them up.

Moreover, he had a premonition that the Netherworld would not remain in such a chaotic and leaderless state forever, with various forces wanting to interfere.

At that time, having neither supernatural powers nor magical treasures or immortal weapons, he would likely be among the first easy targets.

"I need a drop of your heart's blood!" Ying Qushui finally gave in.

Prince Jingyue frowned. "Why are you so insistent on having my heart's blood?"

“A friend of mine in the mortal realm is unable to have children due to his own cultivation level, so I need a drop of your heart’s blood to help him have children,” Ying Qushui said earnestly.

"If your cultivation level is high, then ascend to immortality and become an immortal. Even in the immortal city, you can still reproduce, right?" Prince Jing Le asked, puzzled.

Just like him, the prince of the Pure Land of Joy, he was born of parents.

“The world I live in is very special; I cannot ascend!” Ying Qushui continued.

“Ancient Red County?” Prince Jingle looked at Yingqushui with a solemn expression.

“?” Ying Qushui was stunned; he had never heard of this name before.

"The place where the Heavenly Court rose to power today is said to have been a very long time ago. The current Heavenly Court was just a small force in the Thirty-Three Heavens. It gradually grew into the largest force in the Thirty-Three Heavens. Back then, in order to protect the ancestral land and prevent it from being targeted by other forces, and due to some other unspeakable dirty tricks, the emperors of the ancestral land broke with the Heavenly Court and separated the Red Land from the Thirty-Three Heavens, causing it to disappear into the Thirty-Three Heavens universe." Prince Jing Le said slowly.

"You're right, you're right!" Ying Qushui is just a makeshift ghost emperor, with no history or ancient books. How could he possibly know these secrets from countless years ago in the Thirty-Three Heavens?

“Actually, we also tried to find the ancient Chixian County, and many people died!” Prince Jingle said after thinking for a moment.

As for how those people died, he is not qualified to know given his current status.

There is a rumor that an ancient god was stationed in the ancient Red County and killed all those who went there.

There are also rumors that a powerful being in Heaven does not want anyone to disturb the peace of the ancient land of China.

There are also rumors that the Emperor, who came from the ancient Red Land and was not aligned with the Heavenly Court, secretly killed him.

In short, the ancient Red County was a taboo in the Thirty-Three Heavens.

“If people find out that you come from the ancient Red County, perhaps a powerful figure will personally come down to take you as a disciple, but more likely, you will be imprisoned and their location of the ancient Red County will be found on you,” Prince Jingle said solemnly.

"So which side are you on?" Ying Qushui frowned.

“My ancestors seem to have come from the ancient Red Land, but I don’t know which faction my father belongs to. However… do you think I would listen to him?” Prince Jingle asked with a smile.

“A loving father and a filial son!” Ying Qushui was speechless.

"I suspect you're lying to me, just looking for a good sword spirit, but I have no proof!"

Prince Jingyue glared and said, "I never lie!"

“But I’m not human!” Ying Qushui retorted.

"..." Prince Jing Le was speechless. If he said he wasn't lying to ghosts, Ying Qu Shui would definitely say he wasn't a ghost either.

"Fine, though I don't know how you intend to use my heart's blood, here you go!" Prince Jing Le pressed his hand to his chest, and a drop of golden blood was drawn from his chest. "I still need to suppress these six demon kings, you go do what you need to do!" Prince Jing Le handed the heart's blood to Ying Qu Shui, then waved his hand, sending Ying Qu Shui away from the great formation set up by 300,000 heavenly soldiers and generals.

He wasn't afraid that Ying Qushui would run away again; he trusted Ying Qushui's character and believed he wouldn't break his promise.

He was also afraid that others might covet the space-time where the ancient Red County was located, and he was also afraid that he might not be able to resist the temptation to search for the ancient Red County.

Therefore, the best approach is to ignore it.

Ying Qushui returned to her ghost realm with Prince Jing Le's heart's blood.

"Send the order down, I am going into seclusion!" After returning to his dojo, Ying Qushui immediately announced his seclusion and returned to China.

……

Huaxia, Bazhong Mountain.

Several thousand elite Qin soldiers and tens of thousands of civilians were still digging three feet into the ground at Bazhong Mountain, searching for a person named Zhao Wen or his remains.

Ying Qushui reappeared on Mount Baizhong, looking at the tens of thousands of people and the army, and finally understood how his dojo had been destroyed.

"Hmm, a master has arrived!"

At a temporary camp outside Mount Baizhong, Yan Yan suddenly sat up straight and looked toward the center of Mount Baizhong.

Shao Siming followed closely behind, her gaze fixed on the distance.

"Let's go!" Yan Yan didn't hesitate and led Shao Siming directly towards the center of Mount Baizhong.

Ying Qushui also spotted Yan Yan and the other person and walked towards them.

"Let's open the River of Righteousness!" Upon meeting, Ying Qushui didn't want to explain again who he was, where he came from, or where he was going.

Yan Yan did not hesitate and immediately activated the River of Righteous Qi, enveloping himself, Shao Siming, and Ying Qushui within it.

“I am Ying Qushui, named Zhao Wen. This is the heart's blood of a prince from the Thirty-Three Heavens. Absorbing it will allow you to break through your current limitations and have offspring.” Ying Qushui handed Prince Jing Le’s heart's blood to Yan Yan.

He found that as he returned more often and for longer periods, the place began to reject him, as if something was watching him. So Ying Qushui didn't dare to linger for too long, fearing that he would be expelled before he could complete his mission.

Yan Yan and Shao Siming had many doubts, but they still managed to finish the heart's blood of Prince Jing Le.

Just as he was about to say something, a bolt of lightning suddenly appeared and struck Ying Qushui directly.

"Damn it, what I feared most has come to pass. Let's go!" Ying Qushui didn't dare to waste any more words and went straight back to where she was supposed to go.

Yan Yan and Shao Siming looked at Ying Qushui, who had suddenly appeared and then disappeared, with bewildered expressions.

"Tell me how to use it!" After a long while, Yan Yan finally spoke.

How do I use this drop of blood?

Shao Siming stared blankly at the heart's blood before her, wondering how to use it.

"High-end ingredients often only require the simplest cooking methods."

Yan Yan suddenly spoke up, "How to use the blood? Simple, just drink it with water!"

What gets expelled is impurity, and what doesn't get expelled is essence, which will be absorbed by the body.

(End of this chapter)