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

Those few emerald green leaves, as thin as cicada wings, hovered silently beside Su Ming's neck.

They didn't exude any murderous aura; in fact, they carried a faint, pleasant scent of grass and trees. But Su Ming had no doubt that if he dared to move even slightly, these seemingly harmless leaves could instantly sever his carotid artery, giving him a taste of the thrill of "instant bloodletting."

"Um...we're on the same side, we're on the same side."

Su Ming stiffly raised his hands, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace. "Shao Siming, let's talk this out. Don't pull out your weapons so easily. Look at how scared you've terrified these new interns."

As he spoke, he gestured with his eyes to the princesses who had just been so frightened that they had retreated back into their coffins, only daring to peek out with their eyes.

Shao Siming remained silent.

She simply stood there quietly, her pale purple eyes sweeping over Su Ming's shoulder, coldly surveying the "women and maids" in the hall. Her gaze held the icy scrutiny of a "wife catching her husband's mistress."

The atmosphere was so awkward you could practically dig a palace out of your toes.

Just then, an extremely untimely, somewhat provocative chuckle broke the suffocating silence.

"Click".

The lid of the black iron coffin closest to Su Ming was pushed open from the inside.

Princess Honglian of Korea leaned against the edge of the coffin, resting her chin on one hand, her charming peach blossom eyes looking back and forth between Su Ming and Shao Siming with great interest.

"Oh, who do we have here, getting so angry?"

Honglian's gaze finally settled on Shao Siming, a mocking smile curving her lips. "Isn't this the legendary 'mute' fairy of the Yin-Yang School who never speaks?"

"What, did the Imperial Advisor keep you, his canary, locked up here too?"

Or perhaps…

Honglian extended her scarlet tongue and gently licked her lips, her eyes becoming extremely aggressive. "You also serve the Imperial Preceptor?"

"court death."

Shao Siming finally spoke.

Two words, icy and devoid of any emotion.

But Su Ming could hear the overwhelming anger in his voice.

Oh no, a fight is about to break out.

"court death?"

Honglian seemed to have heard the funniest joke, and with a sly laugh, she sprang out of the coffin. The crimson soft sword at her waist, like a venomous snake awakening, drew a strange arc in the air, accompanied by a chilling whistling sound, aiming straight for Shao Siming's face!

"Today, I, the princess, will show you what it means to have trouble coming from your mouth!"

Faced with this ruthless sword strike, Shao Siming didn't even blink.

She simply waved her hand.

"Buzz—"

Hundreds upon hundreds of emerald green leaves instantly condensed in the air. These leaves were no longer a probe, but transformed into countless sharp blades, forming an impenetrable green storm that directly met the fiery red sword light.

"Jingle bells!"

A dense clang of metal resounded throughout the hall!

Sparks flew everywhere, and shockwaves rolled.

Two stunning beauties, one fiery and the other serene, engaged in a life-or-death battle that could be described as a clash of gods in Su Ming's "dormitory."

Honglian's swordsmanship is cunning and ruthless; every strike is aimed directly at vital points. The soft sword seems to come alive in her hands, sometimes transforming into a venomous snake spitting its tongue, and sometimes into a net that traps the enemy.

Shao Siming's movements were even more ethereal and ghostly. With her strange steps, she seemed weightless, moving freely amidst the countless sword shadows. The flying leaves flicked from her fingertips were even more unpredictable, sometimes transforming into shields for defense and sometimes into sharp arrows for counterattack. Each leaf contained terrifying power capable of cutting through gold and jade.

"Bang!"

"Splash!"

The limited-edition blue and white porcelain vase that Su Ming had just redeemed from the system was broken.

The "dragon bone powder" sample that Su Ming had treasured for half a day was swept to the ground by the sword energy and mixed with the dust.

"Stop! All of you, stop!"

Su Ming's eyelids twitched violently, and his heart ached so much that he rushed between the two to try to break them up.

"My dear ladies! Stop hitting me! That's my savings for my future wife!"

However, a woman blinded by rage is unlikely to listen to any advice.

"Get out of here!"

With a sharp cry, Honglian flicked her wrist, and the Crimson Soft Sword, like a serpent, bypassed Su Ming and stabbed straight for Shao Siming's throat.

"court death!"

Shao Siming's eyes turned cold, and dozens of green leaves instantly condensed into a shield in front of her. At the same time, more flying leaves whistled past Su Ming's ears and shot towards Hong Lian's face.

Su Ming was caught in the middle, dodging left and right in a very awkward situation.

One moment they had to dodge Honglian's venomous snake sword that seemed to have eyes, and the next they had to guard against Shao Siming's flying leaves that could shave heads. Soon, their clothes were slashed with seven or eight cuts.

"What the hell! Are you guys trying to kill me and inherit my lab?"

Su Ming was on the verge of tears. "If you want to fight, go outside! Go to the dance studio! It's bigger there, and it's soundproof!"

"Shut up!"

The two women actually yelled at him in unison.

Honglian's anger intensified: "You, Su Ming! You dare protect this mute!"

Shao Siming's eyes were as cold as ice: "Stay away from her."

Su Ming: "..."

I'm innocent! I'm more wronged than Dou E!

Amidst this chaotic scramble, the battle suddenly escalated.

Unable to break through her defenses after a long and frustrating attack, Honglian bit her fingertip and smeared a drop of her crimson blood onto the Crimson Serpent Sword.

"Secret Technique: Dance of Fire Serpents!"

The soft sword seemed to come alive instantly, its blade bursting into flames, transforming into a ferocious fire serpent that opened its blood-red maw and crashed into Shao Siming with a heat wave that could burn everything.

Shao Siming did not dare to be negligent and formed hand seals, her purple hair moving without wind.

"Ten Thousand Leaves Flying Flower Flow - Wooden Dragon Strangulation!"

Countless green leaves converged to form a giant wooden dragon, roaring as it met the fire serpent.

"BOOM—!!!"

Water and fire are incompatible, while wood and fire are mutually generative yet mutually destructive.

A terrifying energy shockwave erupted from the two of them!

Su Ming felt a tremendous force strike him, sending him flying. He crashed heavily into the wall and almost vomited up his dinner from the night before.

The energy shockwave continued its relentless momentum, heading straight for the "blood pool" behind the main hall, which had just been built but had not yet been put into use!

"not good!"

Su Ming's expression changed drastically.

That blood pool contained the "Super Soldier Nutrient Solution" that he had painstakingly crafted using countless rare and precious ingredients. If those two spendthrift women blew it up, he would have nowhere to turn to cry!

"Stop it, all of you!"

A suppressed roar, like a thunderclap, exploded in the hall.

Su Ming suddenly stood up from the ground. His eyes, which usually held a hint of playfulness, were now icy cold, devoid of any hint of joking.

A terrifying pressure, even purer and more domineering than that of Ying Zheng, instantly enveloped the entire hall like a tangible tide.

[Corpse Ancestor Authority - First-Order Suppression]!

"Buzz—"

The air seemed to freeze.

The fire serpent and the wood dragon, which were colliding fiercely in mid-air, suddenly stopped as if a pause button had been pressed.

Just as Shao Siming and Honglian were about to form hand seals again, their bodies stiffened as if they were being crushed by an invisible mountain, unable to move even a finger.

Both of them showed expressions of horror at the same time.

What kind of power is this?

They looked at Su Ming in horror.

The man, who was usually so carefree, slowly raised his head.

His eyes had somehow become a bottomless black, with no pupils, no whites, only pure darkness that seemed capable of swallowing all light.

An oppressive aura emanating from the very top of the hierarchy of life caused their souls to tremble.

That's not the look a human being should have.

That's a god looking down on ants.

"Have you had enough?"

Su Ming's voice was soft, but it struck the two of them like a heavy hammer.

"Since you have so much energy, don't waste it."

Su Ming grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth; his smile was cold and cruel.

"It just so happens that my 'Dual Zombie Analyzer' is missing two core energy sources. I think... the two of you would be a good match."