I started on a deserted island and encountered Ying Zheng, who insisted I was an immortal.

"What the hell are you yelling for!"

Zhang Ying's impatient rebuke broke the somber atmosphere.

"He's not quite dead yet, get out of my way!"

The roaring tide seemed to mock his overestimation of his abilities.

But Wang Ben, Ying Zheng, and Meng Yi suddenly raised their heads and stared intently at him.

The crying stopped abruptly.

Yup!

Mr!

He is a disciple of the immortals!

Even highly poisonous substances can be cured, and bringing the dead back to life is not impossible!

"thump!"

Without a second thought, Wang Ben knelt down on one knee in front of Zhang Ying, his red-rimmed eyes filled with pleading.

"Please, sir, use your magic to save my daughter's life! Wang Ben is willing to serve you like a slave!"

Zhang Ying waved her hand dismissively.

"I already said, there's no magic involved."

He thought to himself, "These people must be obsessed with acting."

Judging from the looks of it, this girl is from the same film crew as them.

Indeed, this girl's looks are definitely on par with leading ladies; those three oddballs are at best extras.

This film crew is really unlucky; such a big, living person has gone missing, and no one has even bothered to look for them.

Ying Zheng and the other two didn't understand what "film crew," "female lead," or "extra" meant, and just stared at him blankly.

Zhang Ying felt her head start to hurt.

If I stay with these three lunatics any longer, I'll eventually become abnormal myself.

Without further ado, he instructed, "Lay her flat on the beach with her head tilted back."

The three of them dared not delay and hurriedly laid Wang Ruoshu flat.

Zhang Ying squatted down and reached out to unbutton Wang Ruoshu's collar.

"You brat! How dare you!"

Wang Ben's eyes instantly turned red, and a murderous aura surged into the sky.

How could you make indecent advances towards his daughter in front of him, her father?

Although the Qin people were open-minded, he did consider marrying his daughter to the gentleman, which would have been an excellent match.

But this is too... too rushed, all in broad daylight!

Just as he was about to rush forward, Meng Yi grabbed him tightly.

Ying Zheng also gave him a warning look.

"Old Wang! This is a divine technique!" Meng Yi whispered.

Ying Zheng also spoke, wanting to mention the time when the master cured him of the poison, but he swallowed his words back, as it was not convenient to talk about that matter.

Just as Wang Ben hesitated, Zhang Ying had already pressed down on Wang Ruoshu.

He took a deep breath, pried open her mouth, then leaned down and pressed his lips to hers.

"ah!!!"

Wang Ben's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman, desperately trying to break free from Meng Yi's grip.

"Let me go! I'm going to kill him! Kill him!"

Meng Yi used all his strength to hold onto Wang Ben tightly around the waist, repeatedly urging, "Calm down! Old Wang, calm down!"

At the crucial moment, Ying Zheng spoke.

"This is the 'Art of Crossing the Origin'."

Ying Zheng's expression was extremely serious.

"I have heard alchemists mention that such secret arts require sacrificing one's own lifespan to save others from the brink of death. They would never be performed lightly on anyone other than one's closest relatives."

"It has the miraculous effect of bringing the dead back to life and restoring flesh and bones to their original state."

He paused, then spoke slowly and deliberately to Wang Ben, who was on the verge of going insane.

"General Wang, you've struck gold."

Zhang Ying, who was just about to take her second breath, almost choked to death when she heard this.

The Art of Crossing the Origin?

Can he bring the dead back to life and heal the wounded?

I don't believe you for a second; you're a wicked old man.

He ignored these people with wild imaginations, gave Wang Ruoshu a couple more breaths, then straightened up, folded his hands over her chest, and began to massage her rhythmically.

Although I gained a little advantage, I definitely didn't do it on purpose. This was to save someone, to save someone!

One, two, three...

at last.

Wang Ruoshu's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Wang Ruoshu slowly opened her eyes.

Her consciousness was still hazy. In her confusion, she only felt a warm touch on her lips and the figure of a man lying on top of her.

My cheeks instantly burned.

Those crescent-shaped eyes suddenly widened.

"You villain!"

With a sharp shout, she seemed to find strength from nowhere, and with a sudden push, she knocked Zhang Ying to the ground.

Before Zhang Ying could react, she had already drawn a bronze short sword inlaid with gems from her waist, and the cold blade was instantly placed against his neck.

Zhang Ying was completely stunned, both shocked and angry.

What kind of thing did I just save?

Are you an ingrate?

I kindly gave you CPR, and you turn around and try to slit my throat?

"Shu'er, no!"

Upon seeing this, Wang Ben was terrified and rushed forward in one stride.

He knew his daughter's temperament well; she was spoiled, willful, and lawless, a notorious troublemaker in Xianyang.

If this sword were to strike and something were to happen to the master, not only would His Majesty punish him, but he himself would have to draw his sword and commit suicide to accompany the master in death.

Moreover, the gentleman is a disciple of an immortal, possessing extraordinary skills. He even sacrificed his lifespan to perform the "Transcending Life Secret Technique" to save his daughter. This is an incredible destiny, making him an excellent candidate for son-in-law.

Just as Wang Ruoshu was about to lash out, she caught a glimpse of her father rushing towards her, and Ying Zheng and Meng Yi standing behind him.

She was completely dumbfounded.

father?

Meng Shangqing?

And...Your Majesty?

With a clang, the bronze short sword in his hand fell onto the beach.

Zhang Ying was also stunned.

It’s over.

Another lunatic has arrived.

He inwardly groaned. He had thought that finally a pretty girl had come along to change his mood, but it turned out to be another "lunatic" like Lao Ying and his gang.

This is incredibly unlucky. Is it really that hard to find a normal person to chat with?

"Father! Your Majesty!"

Wang Ruoshu completely broke down and burst into tears.

She wiped away her tears as she recounted her ordeal in fits and starts.

Three days ago, following Li Si's instructions, she set sail from the port with a group of guards to search for her father and the emperor.

Unexpectedly, they encountered terrifying turbulent currents along the way. The boat was capsized by huge waves. She couldn't swim and could only cling tightly to a floating plank, bobbing up and down on the sea.

It's unclear how long they drifted before they were eventually washed ashore on this island.

Zhang Ying listened from the side, rolling her eyes helplessly.

play.

The performance continues.

The script is quite well-crafted, even the cause and effect make sense.

From their conversation, Zhang Ying understood that the girl's name was Wang Ruoshu, the third daughter of Old Wang, and she also had an older brother named Wang Li.

Wang Li?

Is he the Qin general who was later utterly defeated by Xiang Yu at the Battle of Julu?

Zhang Ying thought to herself, "These people really went all out to act, even designing the relationships between the characters so realistically."

He made up his mind that if he believed their nonsense, he would write his name backwards.

"Shu'er, come quickly, come and pay your respects to our benefactor!"

Seeing that his daughter had almost stopped crying, Wang Ben quickly pulled her aside and pointed to Zhang Ying, who was still sitting on the ground.

He solemnly introduced, "This is the young master, a disciple of the immortals. Just now, you had no breath left, but the young master risked his own lifespan to perform the 'Soul-Crossing Technique' to pull you back from the brink of death!"

After saying that, he frantically winked and made faces at his daughter.

The meaning was clear: Daughter, look, His Majesty and Minister Meng are both watching. The doctor went to great lengths to save you, even pressing on your chest and applying pressure. You have to show some gratitude for your innocence... cough cough, for your kindness. This marriage must go through with it!

To gain a son-in-law from a celestial being's disciple for free, and to silence all gossip, is simply an incredible stroke of luck.