Qin Dynasty: They've all turned into zombies, what's there to fear about a rebellion?

The candlelight flickered in the alchemy room, casting long, yellowish shadows of the two figures that overlapped on the mottled walls, creating an atmosphere that was both ambiguous and eerie.

To prevent this "human medicine catalyst" from suddenly attacking people after waking up, Su Ming had to demonstrate some hardcore binding techniques.

Using a specially made net soaked in corpse oil, he firmly secured Shao Siming to a large table used for dissecting corpses. Because of the blood draw and bone density test, Shao Siming's originally gorgeous and elaborate Yin-Yang School robes were now somewhat disheveled, revealing large areas of her fair and delicate skin. Her collar was slightly open, and her exquisite collarbone gleamed alluringly under the light.

But this beautiful scene was a completely different story in Su Ming's eyes.

His mind was now completely occupied with the newly concocted "Corpse God Stabilizer".

"Come on, listen to me, open your mouth."

Su Ming held Shao Siming's chin in one hand and held up the vial of reagent emitting a faint green glow in the other, a fanatical and perverse smile on his face. "This is a good thing. Drink it, and your bloodline will be further purified. At that time, let alone the 'Ten Thousand Leaves Flying Flower Flow,' even being able to conjure a nuclear bomb by hand will be a dream come true!"

Although Shao Siming's acupoints were sealed and she couldn't move, her pale purple eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

Shame! Anger! Despair!

This man has tied her up here, her clothes disheveled, and now he's trying to force this green liquid that looks like deadly poison into her mouth.

A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!

She clenched her teeth and tried desperately to turn her head away, but Su Ming held her chin like an iron clamp, making it impossible for her to move.

"Tsk, don't be so stubborn."

Su Ming was getting impatient. As a meticulous scientist, he hated uncooperative test subjects. "I'm not trying to poison you, I'm helping you evolve! Once you drink this, we'll be half-siblings... no, I mean, comrades-in-arms!"

"Ugh... Ugh!"

Shao Siming let out a humiliating cry, and even glistening tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Just as Su Ming was about to force himself on her and forcefully administer the drug—

"Bang!"

The weathered door to the alchemy room was once again violently kicked open from the outside.

"Imperial Advisor! Something terrible has happened... uh?"

With an anxious shout, Meng Yi, clad in heavy armor and drenched in sweat, charged in like a raging bull. He was acting on Ying Zheng's orders to get the "tomato juice" from Su Ming, which could boost one's energy, since His Majesty had just undergone a mutation and was now hungry.

however.

When Meng Yi saw the scene inside the room, he froze instantly, like a petrified terracotta warrior, frozen in place.

The air froze completely at that moment.

Meng Yi stared wide-eyed at Shao Siming, who was disheveled and tied to the table, then at Su Ming, who was holding Shao Siming's chin with one hand and an unknown liquid in the other. Finally, his gaze fell on the "perverted" smile on Su Ming's face that he hadn't had time to retract.

The amount of information was too much; the Qin Dynasty's Grand Minister's CPU burned out.

Is this what the Imperial Advisor meant by "top-secret experiment"?

Is this what they mean by...sharing His Majesty's burdens?

"Um...did I come at the wrong time?"

Meng Yi swallowed hard, his expression quickly shifting from shock to an awkward and ambiguous feeling that said, "I understand, we're all men." He hurriedly lowered his head and even thoughtfully took a step back.

"Grand Preceptor, please...please continue, really, don't worry about me. I'll handle His Majesty's situation for now, you can go after you're done."

After saying that, this guy actually turned around and went to close the door!

Su Ming finally realized that this was a huge misunderstanding!

He nearly dropped the medicine in his hand in fright, abruptly releasing Shao Siming's jaw and shouting while holding Er Kang's hand:

"Meng Yi! You stop right there!"

"What kind of look is that? This isn't what you're thinking! We're conducting scientific research! This is a legitimate academic exchange!"

Meng Yi, with his back to Su Ming, was shaking with emotion, his voice betraying the pain of forcibly suppressing laughter:

"Understood! This humble general understands! Science... the balance of Yin and Yang is science, and the structure of the human body is science. For the future of Qin, the Grand Preceptor did not hesitate to sacrifice his virtue, venture into the lion's den, and subdue the Yin-Yang School's enchantress. This spirit is utterly admirable!"

"I admire your grandfather!"

Su Ming was so angry he almost had a stroke on the spot. Did these ancient people only have war and that kind of trivial matter in their minds?

He pointed at Shao Siming on the table, her eyes brimming with tears and her face contorted with rage, as if saying, "I'm not clean anymore!" He was so anxious he was practically jumping up and down.

"Open your eyes wide and look carefully! I'm feeding her medicine! Don't you understand? This is to test the drug's effectiveness!"

"Yes, yes, yes, feed the medicine."

Meng Yi turned around, trying his best to remain serious, but the wildly upturned corners of his mouth betrayed him. "Some medicines are indeed only effective when fed in this position. I've heard that the Yin-Yang School has some secret techniques that require... cough cough, Grand Preceptor, please take care of your health. Although you are now half a Corpse Immortal, you should still exercise restraint."

"roll!!"

Su Ming grabbed an empty beaker from the side and smashed it over there.

Meng Yi nimbly dodged, catching the beaker with a chuckle, "Alright! Then this humble general will wait outside. Grand Preceptor, you... want to finish this quickly?"

With a loud bang, the door slammed shut, leaving only Su Ming and Shao Siming in the alchemy room once again.

But the atmosphere had completely changed from "scientific rigor" to "socially awkward situation".

Su Ming stiffly turned his head, only to meet Shao Siming's gaze, which was filled with murderous intent, shame and indignation, and a hint of looking down on trash.

Five minutes ago, that look would have looked like it wanted to kill him.

Now, those eyes are clearly saying: Once I can move again, the first thing I'll do is castrate you, and then cut you into 1008 pieces to feed the dogs!

"Um... if I said this really was a misunderstanding, would you believe me?"

Su Ming held the test tube in his hand, feeling that it was hotter than a hot potato.

Shao Siming closed her eyes tightly, two lines of clear tears sliding down her cheeks, displaying a chaste and resolute demeanor that said, "Do as you please, but don't humiliate me any further."

Su Ming: "..."

Destroy it, I'm tired.

This is a mess, there's no way to clear my name now!

He dejectedly put down the reagent; he knew he couldn't feed her the medicine today. If he forced her to drink it, this old lady would probably get so angry that her meridians would reverse and explode.

"Never mind, calm down first."

Su Ming sighed and waved his hand weakly. "I'll go out and deal with that blabbermouth Meng Yi first. Don't worry, I'm not interested in your body, I'm only interested in your blood... Wait, why is this making things worse?"

Su Ming scratched his hair in frustration, and without caring whether Shao Siming had listened or not, he rushed out of the alchemy room as if he were fleeing.

However, Su Ming underestimated the gossip-loving ability of the Qin people, and also underestimated the speed at which Meng Yi's loose tongue could spread rumors.

The next morning, before the first rays of sunlight even touched Xianyang City, a bombshell piece of news had already spread like wildfire throughout the city, even reaching the ears of Ying Zheng, who had just gotten up and was preparing to "practice his teeth."

The rumors are very consistent in content and are highly vivid in imagery:

"Have you heard? The newly appointed Imperial Preceptor, Su Ming, kidnapped Shao Siming of the Yin-Yang School last night in order to cultivate the Supreme Corpse Path!"

"It wasn't just tied up! I heard they tormented her in the alchemy room all night! Her screams were absolutely horrific!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, no wonder he's such a formidable person who could turn His Majesty into a deity. He even dares to lay hands on those otherworldly goddesses. Is he trying to replenish his yang energy through yin-yang cultivation?"

As Su Ming walked to court, he noticed that the way the palace maids and eunuchs looked at him had changed.

It was a complex gaze, a mixture of awe, curiosity, disdain, and... a kind of inexplicable worship.

Even Wang Ben, who was passing by, stopped and gave Su Ming a deep bow, his expression quite meaningful.

"Grand Preceptor, you're a true man! I've seen that woman from the Yin-Yang School before; she's as cold as ice. I never expected you to melt her heart! Perhaps you could teach me a few moves sometime?"

Su Ming stared blankly at the sky, tears streaming down his face.

It’s over.

It's completely over.

His lifelong reputation, the "rigorous scientist" persona he had cultivated in the Great Qin Dynasty, crumbled into ruins last night, on that dark and stormy night, with just one glance from Meng Yi.

From this day forward, Su Ming will no longer be the mysterious and unpredictable Imperial Advisor.

Instead, he was the number one... lustful demon of the Qin Dynasty.