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

"boom!"

The purple true energy, carrying violent corpse energy, slammed into the spot where Su Ming had just stood, like a human-shaped cannonball.

The hard bluestone floor shattered instantly, sending shards flying. The dissection table was blasted to pieces. Su Ming covered his head, barely dodging the attack. Before he could even regain his footing, a stench carrying the scent of orchids and a fishy smell assaulted his face.

"Holy crap! You're serious?!"

Su Ming only had time to scream inwardly before Shao Siming's hand, entwined with purple-green patterns, gripped his shoulder. Her fingertips were as sharp as knives, and even through his clothes, he could feel the bone-chilling cold.

"System! Shield! Full power activated!"

[Beep! The Corpse Qi Shield is overloaded, consuming 10 points per second.]

A dark green light barrier suddenly opened between the two, emitting a sickening "sizzling" corrosive sound. Shao Siming's claws gripped the shield, sparks flying, but she showed no sign of backing down. Instead, she let out a low growl, her eyes glowing brightly red, and her power surged even more.

"Snap!"

A fine crack appeared on the surface of the shield.

"Is that a mage? That's clearly a warrior in berserk mode!"

Looking at that face so close yet breathtakingly beautiful despite being covered in strange patterns, Su Ming felt like a million grass mud horses were galloping through his mind.

The once aloof and abstinent Shao Siming of the Yin-Yang School was now like a wild beast that had lost its mind, wanting only to tear him apart and devour him. In her purple eyes, besides killing intent, there was also a primal craving for "food".

"Don't bite! Don't bite! That's a neck, not a duck neck!"

Su Ming was terrified when he saw that cherry-like mouth open, revealing two rapidly growing little tiger teeth. He disregarded the rules of propriety between men and women, and suddenly reached out with both hands to grab Shao Siming's shoulders, trying to push her away.

But as soon as he got started, Su Ming's professional instincts kicked in.

"what?"

The sensation beneath my palms was no longer soft skin, but a strange texture as tough as cowhide yet full of elasticity. The muscles were taut as iron, and it felt as if countless tiny snakes were wriggling beneath the skin—signs of energy frantically surging through the meridians.

"This muscle density... has increased at least threefold!"

Su Ming's eyes lit up, his previous fear instantly replaced by a thirst for knowledge. While desperately resisting Shao Siming's attacks, he managed to free one hand and, recklessly, traced her shoulder to her collarbone, and then down her spine.

"Don't move! Let me see!"

"roar!"

Enraged by this humiliating touch, Shao Siming, though out of her mind, instinctively felt disgust. She suddenly raised her knee, delivering a vicious knee strike straight for Su Ming's groin.

"Holy crap! A kick that can cut off a person's ability to have children?"

Su Ming squeezed his legs together, narrowly blocking the fatal blow, his back instantly soaked with cold sweat.

"Since you lack martial ethics, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Su Ming gritted his teeth. As the saying goes, if you're bold enough, even a female ghost can take maternity leave! Bah, she'll sacrifice herself for science!

He abruptly removed his shield, and taking advantage of the moment when Shao Siming's old power was exhausted and her new power had not yet been generated, he grabbed her wrist with a grappling move, twisted it, and pressed her directly against the wall full of rubble.

"You better behave yourself!"

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, their posture extremely ambiguous, but Su Ming's eyes were as clear as an old scholar holding calipers.

He held down Shao Siming's flailing hands with one hand, while his other hand quickly pressed and kneaded several acupoints on her body.

"My heart rate is 220 beats per minute... Is this what they call 'heart-fluttering'?"

"His body temperature is still rising, and his meridians are dilated to 300%... Tsk tsk, if he were to get cupping done like this, the cups would probably explode."

"Hoo... Ugh..."

Shao Siming struggled frantically beneath him, her purple hair whipping around like a mad snake, emitting humiliated and unwilling whimpers. She felt that this man was simply a devil; his hand roamed over her body, each touch feeling like he was measuring the value of a piece of merchandise.

Shame overwhelmed reason like a tidal wave, but under the influence of the drug, an indescribable heat and...sense of submission surged deep within her body.

"Detected!"

Su Ming's fingers stopped on the "Fengchi" acupoint on the back of her neck, and he felt an extremely weak but tenacious energy fighting against the corpse poison.

"This is it! The fundamental wood energy of the Yin-Yang School!"

Su Ming was overjoyed; he had finally discovered the core secret of this "magic-based corpse king's" body. If he could guide the wood energy and corpse poison to perfectly merge, Shao Siming would not only regain her sanity but also completely control this terrifying power!

"Don't move! This is the last step, it might hurt a little!"

A ruthless glint flashed in Su Ming's eyes. He suddenly activated the system permissions within his body, and a high-level pressure belonging to the "Corpse Ancestor" erupted.

"Kneel down!"

These two words seemed to come true as soon as they were spoken.

Shao Siming, who had been frantically resisting, suddenly stiffened. It was a suppression of power from the depths of her bloodline, like a pack of wolves encountering its alpha.

The red light in her eyes flickered intensely before finally extinguishing unwillingly.

"Thump."

Shao Siming's legs went weak, and she completely lost her strength, sliding limply down.

With lightning speed, Su Ming grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms. At this moment, Shao Siming was drenched in sweat, as if she had been pulled out of the water. Her beautiful face was still flushed, and she looked at Su Ming with a dreamy gaze.

That look in his eyes was very complex.

There was hatred, there was shame and indignation, but more than anything, there was a thirst for power and an instinctive fear of the man before her.

[Ding! Data collection complete.]

[Congratulations, host! You have successfully cultivated a "Magic-Based Corpse King (Prototype)". All data of the experimental subject have been entered into the database.]

[Reward: Special Building Blueprint - Wine Pool and Meat Forest (Improved Version of the Corpse Path)]

Su Ming let out a long sigh of relief and plopped down on the ground, still holding a hot potato in his arms.

He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looked at the reward given by the system, and his lips twitched.

"A life of debauchery and debauchery? System, do you have some kind of misunderstanding about the word 'serious'?"

"Am I that kind of person? I'm a man determined to lead the Qin Dynasty to the stars and the sea, how could I engage in such corrupt practices?"

However, when he clicked on the details of the drawing, his eyes widened instantly.

"Holy crap... this thing... it's something else!"

Just as Su Ming was studying that "improper" blueprint, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, followed by a shrill and obsequious voice:

"Your Excellency, Imperial Advisor! Are you finished with your work?"

Su Ming was startled and quickly tossed Shao Siming aside as if she were a hot potato (although he was still relatively gentle and put a cushion under her).

"Who is it? Shouting like that? Can't you see that your teacher is conducting an important... post-meal debriefing?"

The person outside the door was clearly a remnant of Zhao Gao's faction; his voice betrayed a cautious probing:

"Um... this servant was acting on His Majesty's orders."

"His Majesty said that while immortality has been achieved, the palace feels too desolate and lacks excitement. He has heard that you, Grand Preceptor, have some novelties here, and he would like to invite you over to discuss building a place of 'pleasure' for the Great Qin Dynasty that can bring joy to people."

Su Ming was delighted upon hearing this.

This is truly like a pillow delivered just when you're about to fall asleep.

He glanced down at the blueprint of the "Wine Pool and Meat Forest," then at Shao Siming, who was sprawled on the ground, disheveled and flushed, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.

"Okay, got it."

Su Ming stood up, straightened his disheveled collar, and called out towards the door:

"Tell Your Majesty, I will go immediately."

"Perfect timing! I have a grand project here that will bring His Majesty 'physical and mental pleasure,' guaranteed to satisfy him!"