Only after becoming emperor did he realize he was in a fantasy world of immortal cultivation.

The sun rose and set, and Gong Wuchen and Mingxinjing had been fighting for a whole day and night.

At this moment, one of them was standing and the other was lying down.

The surrounding branches were leaning to one side and to the other, and the fallen leaves, though bright green, were piled up all over the ground.

A gust of wind rises, stirring up layers of green waves.

In the quiet space, the only sound was the rustling of falling leaves.

A moment later, the person holding the sword slowly stepped forward.

Step by step, fallen leaves scatter around him, not to block his way, but to express his joy.

Finally, he stood still, his white robes fluttering in the wind, but his expression remained unchanged.

At the edge of the field of vision lay the Mingxin Mirror, lying on the ground, barely alive.

Although Gong Wuchen was no ordinary opponent, he never intended to lose from the beginning.

Can......

"I lost." Mingxinjing said these words with difficulty, which also meant that he had lost his chance to enter the First Immortal Sect.

After saying that, he seemed to have thought of something, and said the last sentence haltingly: "But you... may not be the final winner either."

Upon hearing this, Gong Wuchen simply replied, "I have heard what Fellow Daoist Ming said."

Having finished speaking, he unleashed his final sword strike.

The wind rises again, and fallen leaves flutter down, as if to take everything away.

......

Yuwu Hall

Lin Ye has been studying the "Record of the Common Origin of Dao and Qi" whenever he has free time these past two days, and he has now reached the third level - attack.

The so-called attack is divided into two types: controlling Qi and objects, and transforming Qi into a sword.

Both have corresponding techniques for circulating Qi.

Lin Ye is currently practicing the first method.

Lin Ye's gaze swept around the room, finally settling on the knife rack on the left.

He then gently raised his right hand, circulating the Qi within his body and releasing it outside.

A moment later, a faint white light quietly emerged from his palm, spreading rapidly like flowing water and instantly enveloping the entire knife rack.

The swords on the sword rack seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, slowly suspending themselves in the air.

Seeing this, Lin Ye's lips curled slightly.

Then, with a gentle wave of his hand, the swords and blades began to dance in the air under his command, like puppets he controlled.

Lin Ye controlled his Qi with extreme precision, and every sword acted according to his will without the slightest deviation.

He first made the swords trace simple trajectories in the air, and then gradually increased the difficulty, making them perform complex combination attacks.

As Lin Ye's Qi power continued to increase, the speed of the swords and blades also increased. They intertwined in the air, creating a series of sword shadows and making a "whoosh" sound as they cut through the air.

Just then, a eunuch rushed in, bowed, and reported, "Your Highness, Marquis Zhao Fei of Zhenbei requests an audience."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ye once again circulated the Qi within his body. As soon as his hand fell, the sword trembled slightly in the air, emitting a crisp clanging sound, before steadily returning to its original position.

"Announce."

The eunuch accepted the order and withdrew.

A moment later, Zhao Fei strode in.

Zhao Fei: "Greetings, Your Majesty."

No need for formalities.

Lin Ye had already made some progress in controlling Qi and objects, and now that Zhao Fei had arrived, he certainly wouldn't let go of such a good opponent.

"Spar with me," Lin Ye said, looking at Zhao Fei in front of him.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Fei was naturally overjoyed.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Then, Lin Ye used his Qi to control the swords on the rack, making them slowly float in the air, just like before.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Fei was immediately shocked. What kind of technique did His Majesty use to have such power?

Before Zhao Feisi could come up with a solution, Lin Ye had already controlled dozens of swords and blades to fly towards him.

Zhao Fei originally thought that controlling so many swords would slow down his attack, but on the contrary, the swords came extremely fast.

It wasn't lightning, but it was already more powerful than lightning in his heart.

Zhao Fei quickly suppressed his surprise and focused on dealing with the swords and blades in front of him.

While channeling his inner energy to unleash a powerful palm strike that forced back the swords and blades in front of him, he swiftly retrieved a long spear from the weapon rack beside him.

With Zhao Fei holding a long spear, he appeared only half the height of the spear in comparison.

Nevertheless, no one would underestimate Zhao Fei after seeing his imposing manner.

Including forest fields.

If we were to ask who was the best spearman in the Qin Empire, it would undoubtedly be Zhao Fei.

Lin Ye's target is this number one.

After thinking it over, Lin Ye's eyes narrowed, and he once again controlled the sword to fly towards Zhao Fei.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Fei immediately swept his spear horizontally.

But the swords trembled slightly in the air and instantly changed direction, bypassing the spear's attack range. One of them even flew straight towards Zhao Fei's vital point.

At the same time, Lin Ye controlled the other swords to block Zhao Fei's retreat.

Faced with this hopeless situation, Zhao Fei managed to deflect a blade aimed at his vitals with a clang. But by the time he finished his strike, other swords had already circled around his neck.

The slightest movement would result in the head being severed from the body.

"Your Majesty's divine skills are unparalleled in the world, I concede defeat," Zhao Fei said sincerely.

Lin Ye waved his right hand, and his Qi power controlled all the swords and blades to return to their original positions. He smiled and said, "Zhao Qing's spear skills have also improved quite a bit."

Then he said, "What brings you here to see me at this hour, Minister Zhao?"

Zhao Fei: "Your Majesty, the Mind-Clearing Mirror has returned."

"The Mirror of Enlightenment?" Lin Ye's eyes narrowed slightly upon hearing this, his expression thoughtful.

Lin Ye asked slowly, "Are you sure it's him who's back?"

If Mingxinjing wins the battle, he will naturally return.

But even if he loses, it's not impossible for "him" to come back.

Zhao Fei's eyes flickered slightly. "What does Your Majesty mean?"

"Go and investigate yourself."

If the "Mirror of Enlightenment" that returns is actually Gong Wuchen in disguise, it will inevitably reveal its flaws.

"Yes."

"Your Majesty, I have another matter to report," Zhao Fei continued at Lin Ye's prompting. "The guards responsible for monitoring the demoness reported that her maid disappeared without a trace an hour ago. When she returned, the maid was walking unsteadily, and although she had no wounds on her body, she appeared to be injured. Moreover... the demoness also suddenly vomited blood."

Lin Ye understood what was going on.

Zhou Wanwan returned injured, suggesting she had somehow sensed the battle between Gong Wuchen and Mingxinjing and was planning to "sneak up behind them."

However, this "mantis" is clearly a cut above the rest.

As for Zhou Ru's sudden vomiting of blood, if he is not mistaken, it should be related to their contract.

Since his "beloved concubine" was injured, how could he not go and see her? Lin Ye thought to himself, his gaze lingering.

Then he said to Zhao Fei, "I understand. You may leave now."

Zhao Fei accepted the order and withdrew.

Lin Ye went to Fanghua Palace.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." Zhou Ru appeared before Lin Ye with her makeup still impeccably perfect.

Lin Ye: "My beloved concubine, you may dispense with the formalities."

As he spoke, Lin Ye walked over, took Zhou Ru's hand, and led her into the house, while secretly checking her pulse.

There was absolutely nothing unusual about it.

But perhaps it was only on the surface; Lin Ye quickly drew this conclusion from Zhou Ru's efforts to get him to drink.

In the past, Zhou Ru would use all sorts of tricks to persuade him to drink, but she would never be this eager.

It seems that no matter how badly she is injured, he can at least be sure that Zhou Ru probably won't be able to "cause trouble" with her eyes for the time being.