My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

Consort Hua looked at the scene and asked with a chill down her spine.

"Didn't Xiao Cui say that those are innate masters fighting?" Zhao Gang explained impatiently.

"Innate... combat! Martial artist! This is truly a martial artist, is this... really something a human can do?"

Consort Hua felt that she had never understood this world.

What is now revealed to us is the true nature of the world!

Warriors are...gods!

Chapter 237 Lightness Skill

"Your Highness, Your Highness, are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?" Xiao Cui asked with concern when she saw Consort Hua staring blankly at the battle in the distance.

"Ah, oh!"

Consort Hua came to her senses.

Zhao Gang watched her with disdain from the side.

"Xiao Cui, don't worry about her, she's just frightened," Zhao Gang said sarcastically. "They're both women, both concubines, yet the difference between them is so vast."

As he said this, he glanced with awe at the figures fighting in the distance, though he could only see the light.

"Xiao Cui, let's go quickly." After saying that, Zhao Gang picked up Xiao Cui and prepared to use his internal energy to leave.

Consort Hua panicked upon seeing this and said, "I, no, please take me with you and leave this place."

After saying that, she gave Zhao Gang a flirtatious look, indicating that she was ready to submit to him.

Just now, from this palace wall, she not only saw the battle between gods and demons in the distance, but also saw countless palace maids and eunuchs looting the palace's gold and silver treasures before fleeing.

At this point, her status as a concubine would not only be useless, but would also bring disaster.

In this harem, she had no one to rely on but Zhao Gang, and only by clinging to him could she survive.

However, Zhao Gang had no intention of taking Hua Fei as a concubine, because in his view, whoever married Hua Fei would definitely have a troubled family.

Only my own little jade is the best.

Zhao Gang scoffed, "Don't look at me like that. What if you try to charge me with a serious crime of disrespect? I want to live a few more years."

Consort Hua's face turned pale and then red, and she stood there awkwardly. It was the first time in her life that she had tried to seduce someone with her beauty, but she was rejected instead.

“Brother Zhao, let’s take the Empress to the Prime Minister’s residence. This way, we can repay the Madam for her kindness to me.”

Hearing Xiao Cui's words, Zhao Gang reluctantly agreed, but at this moment he couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark about Consort Hua.

"Your Highness, I'm going to have to carry you around in a bit. You're so magnanimous, you won't punish me, will you?"

"No, I wouldn't dare."

Consort Hua obediently replied.

At this moment, she couldn't help but glance at Xiao Cui, and jealousy began to grow in her heart.

'Xiao Cui is just a lowly maid, my servant, so why does she receive a man's genuine care and protection? Why does she have someone to rely on in times of danger?'

'And I, born into nobility, proficient in all the arts—music, chess, calligraphy, and painting—and adhering to all moral principles, am a truly well-educated and virtuous young lady. Yet now, in my time of crisis, my husband completely disregards my life.'

'Was my choice wrong back then?'

Consort Hua suddenly remembered the figure of the young man she had rejected five years ago in order to enter the palace and pursue her dream of becoming the empress.

'Perhaps...heh...how could that be?'

"Xiao Cui, just bear with it!"

After Zhao Gang finished speaking, he picked up Xiao Cui, grabbed Hua Fei, and leaped and darted across the palace walls, rushing off in the opposite direction of the battle.

As Consort Hua watched the familiar scenery where she had lived for five years gradually recede into the distance, she recalled the first time she entered the palace five years ago.

At only 15 years old, she already knew: once you enter the palace, it's like entering a deep sea; once you step through those gates, there's no way out. You live inside, and you die inside.

She never imagined that she would live to leave this place, and in such a way, leaving this place that had almost swallowed her up.

"I wonder if my father and mother are still well, and if this is my own room... Hmm? Heh, I've actually forgotten about the boudoir I've lived in for fifteen years..."

Consort Hua was filled with thoughts and emotions, while Zhao Gang continued to run wildly along the palace wall, as fast as a cheetah.

just,

Wow!!!

An object is flying at high speed.

"Witch, today I will surely kill you!"

A roar came from directly above Zhao Gang.

Before Zhao Gang could react, three innate martial artists suddenly appeared high above him and engaged in fierce combat.

The speed was unimaginable.

Furthermore, the three innate masters were actually walking on air.

However, this is not some mysterious method of internal energy cultivation; on the contrary, it is just ordinary lightness skill.

Huiyi had long ago seen through the principles of lightness skills in this world. Unlike the novels of her previous life, the lightness skills in this world were completely... in accordance with the law of universal gravitation.

Simply put, this is why a person cannot go to heaven.

It's because the Earth gives him a gravitational acceleration g, which is downward.

The principle behind light-body skills is to divide the internal force circulating throughout the body into two stages;

From the Yongquan acupoint on the sole of the foot to the Touwei acupoint on the top of the head, that is, from bottom to top, let the internal force accelerate. At this time, the acceleration is set as a1, and the direction is upward.

Starting from the Touwei acupoint on the top of the head and moving down to the Yongquan acupoint on the sole of the foot, the internal force is decelerated and its acceleration is set to a2, with the direction also upward.

In this case,

When a1=a2, the internal force completes one revolution, and the speed at the end will be equal to the initial speed, thus achieving a continuous cycle.

And since the direction of both accelerations is upward.

Therefore, the gravitational force acting on this person at this moment is:

m(g-2*a1)

Theoretically, when 2a1 = g, this person is not affected by gravity.

The quality of any lightness skill in this world is simply reflected in how high an a1 level it can achieve; the underlying principles are all the same.

However, due to the low density of internal energy and the limited capacity of the human body's meridians, even a grandmaster can only reach the level of crossing a river on a reed at most.

However, once one reaches the Innate Realm and acquires True Qi, the energy density of True Qi allows an Innate Martial Artist to easily make 2a1>g, thus achieving levitation.

At that time, Xiahou Dun, Yu Feichen, Xuantian Laozu, and Tianji Laozu descended from the sky by using their lightness skills to fly over.

"Hahaha, Old Xia, you've been saying this since just now. What's wrong? You've gotten used to it. Are you just barking like an incompetent fool?"

Bang!

A sonic boom exploded above Zhao Gang's head.

"not good!"

Zhao Gang knew he was doomed. He was only a second-rate martial artist. Being hit by the sonic boom generated by the battle between innate martial artists at such close range might cripple him, but Xiao Cui would definitely not survive.

In his final moments, Zhao Gang gazed at Xiao Cui and said, "Xiao Cui, I never thought we'd stop here. But don't be afraid. I know you may not say it, but you're most afraid of loneliness. Rest assured, if you die, I won't live on either. I'll stay with you forever, and even death can't separate us."

Xiao Cui, tears streaming down her face, pushed Zhao Gang, who refused to leave, with all her might: "Brother Zhao, go quickly, don't worry about me. You are a martial artist, you can definitely survive!"

"You should leave now!" Xiao Cui cried out pitifully.

"Hmm?! That voice... sounds so familiar."

Hui hovered in the sky, looking towards the source of that familiar voice.

Memories flooded his mind, and he instantly recognized Xiao Cui.

"That's Xiao Cui!"

Xiao Cui was Dong'er's only friend in the palace.

Back when Dong'er wasn't yet Consort Hui, it was Xiao Cui who taught her the rules and regulations of the palace, and the two became very close friends.

Later, Dong'er became Consort Hui and became increasingly arrogant and domineering. She looked down on Xiao Cui and even called her a spy sent by Consort Hua. Xiao Cui left in tears.

However, after Dong'er was thrown into the dungeon, Xiao Cui was the only one who visited her, bringing her food and bribing the jailers to lessen Dong'er's suffering...

Therefore, Hui Cai, who inherited Dong Er's memories, was deeply impressed by Xiao Cui.

"Oh no! Xiao Cui is in danger!"

Hui flashed and instantly stood in front of Xiao Cui and the others. Facing the surging sonic boom, she casually slapped it away with her palm.

Chapter 238 One Move

After a long while, Zhao Gang and Xiao Cui looked at each other in confusion, because the expected death did not seem to have come.

Just then, Zhao noticed the stunningly beautiful girl blocking their way.

I immediately tensed up.

He had no idea why a powerful figure like Hui would save a few insignificant people like them, saying that Hui was kind and couldn't bear to hurt the innocent.

Haha, even he himself doesn't believe that reason.

Hui glanced at him, then turned her gaze to Xiao Cui, whom he held tightly in his arms.

Zhao Gang trembled, thinking that Hui wanted to harm Xiao Cui, and pleaded, "Your Excellency, you are a magnanimous person. If Xiao Cui has offended you in the past, please forgive her. If you insist on holding her accountable, then come at me."

"You are... Xiao Cui?!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Xiao Cui got out of Zhao Gang's arms, raised her little head, and saw Hui. Her face was full of joy.

But when she noticed Hui standing in mid-air, she burst into tears again: "Waaah... Dong'er, you died so tragically! Your vengeful spirit hasn't even dissipated yet..."

"..."

Hui was speechless. Ignoring Xiao Cui's mourning, she turned her gaze to Zhao Gang: "You must be the Brother Zhao that Xiao Cui used to talk about every day."