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

"Dirty?"

Su Ming seemed to have heard a joke. He casually took off his gloves, which were covered in engine oil and blood, and threw them on the ground. He looked up, and his eyes, enhanced by the T-virus and no longer knowing what fear was, brazenly scanned Xiaomeng.

Her hair was as white as snow, and her skin as smooth as cream.

Although the girl tried her best to keep a poker face and pretend to be a wise person who had seen through the world and regarded everything as straw dogs, her slightly immature eyebrows and her figure that had not yet fully grown up gave off a sense of incongruity, like "a child wearing adult clothes".

"Hey, I'm talking about that one floating up there."

With his hands in the pockets of his white lab coat (actually a black-dyed robe), Su Ming spoke in a lazy tone, completely lacking any awareness of facing a top expert, "Didn't your parents teach you that when you visit someone's house, you should use the door? Floating down from the roof, that's a thief, not a guest."

"presumptuous."

With a gentle flick of her whisk, Xiaomeng unleashed a soft yet irresistible burst of energy, lifting Fu Nian and Yan Lu, who were still groaning on the ground, and carrying them to a safe corner.

She looked down at me with indifferent eyes: "I am Xiaomeng. I have come here today to settle this karmic debt. Grand Preceptor of Qin, your methods are too violent and contrary to the laws of nature. If you are willing to abandon your evil arts and disperse these corpse puppets, I may spare your life."

Upon hearing this, Wei Zhuang, who was standing nearby, curled up a playful, cold smile.

He took a step forward, carrying the still slightly vibrating chainsaw sword, and his arrogant sword intent erupted instantly: "Spare his life? Little girl, you've got quite the nerve. Even your master, Bei Mingzi, wouldn't dare speak to me like that."

"That was Master's mercy."

Xiaomeng didn't even glance at Wei Zhuang, and the Qiuli Sword, ranked ninth on the sword manual, was slightly unsheathed.

"Buzz—"

A profound aura encompassing the ultimate principles of Taoism instantly rippled out, forcefully repelling Wei Zhuang's violent killing intent.

"There's some skill involved."

Wei Zhuang's eyes narrowed, and he was about to test the little girl's strength when Su Ming stopped him.

"Second Uncle, don't rush, let me talk to this little girl."

Su Ming took two steps forward, head held high, with a wicked smile on his face that would make parents want to punch him and girls want to call the police.

"Master Xiaomeng, right? The leader of the Heavenly Sect, right?"

Su Ming clicked his tongue. "That sounds impressive. But to me, you're just an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl. At this age, instead of thinking about dating and dressing up, why do you have to act like an old man, trying to be profound?"

"Look at yourself, all that white hair, dyed, right? To look older? And that tone of voice, all that 'this humble Taoist,' 'cause and effect,' aren't you tired of it?"

Xiaomeng's perpetually icy face finally cracked.

She frowned slightly, a hint of annoyance flashing in her eyes. She had been exceptionally talented since childhood, defeating six elders at eight and becoming sect leader at eighteen. Wherever she went, she was revered as a master. Who would dare to criticize her age or appearance?

"Those who cultivate the Tao do not care about their physical form or the passage of time," Xiaomeng said coldly. "What do you, a mere mortal, know about the Tao?"

"I don't understand the Tao?"

Su Ming chuckled. He pointed to himself, then to Xiaomeng, his face full of exasperation. "I don't understand your hypocritical nonsense. But I do understand hygiene!"

"Little sister, you have typical symptoms of adolescent rebellion, coupled with a long-term lack of social interaction leading to a withdrawn personality. Simply put, you lack love and are also arrogant."

"And you call it 'Heaven and Earth are heartless'? I think it's just that you're underdeveloped and in a bad mood."

Su Ming's gaze lingered rudely on Xiaomeng's flat chest for two seconds before he shook his head and sighed.

"Sure enough, you're not even fully grown yet, but you're already trying to act like a big shot. This is an adult battlefield, it's very dangerous. We're going to play with chainsaws, play with corpses, and even do dissections. Your little body can't handle it."

"Listen to your brother's advice, hurry home and drink your milk, okay, sweetie."

"You're asking for it!"

Xiaomeng completely broke down.

All talk of enlightened mind and tranquil mind vanished at this moment!

Her delicate face flushed crimson instantly, her teeth grinding together. From childhood, even when facing those old-fashioned Confucian scholars, she had always maintained a haughty demeanor. But today, this shameless bastard dared to say she… said she was underdeveloped?! And even told her to go home and drink milk?!

It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

"I'm going to kill you! I'll tear your filthy mouth apart!"

With a sharp shout, Xiaomeng's originally aloof demeanor instantly transformed into an incomparably fierce one. The Qiuli Sword in her hand was suddenly drawn from its sheath, creating a long, azure rainbow that pierced the heavens and the earth.

"The world has lost its color!"

With a low murmur, a strange, grayish-white force field spread wildly outwards from her center.

This is an extremely domineering Taoist domain.

Wherever the force field covered, all colors faded instantly, turning into a monotonous black and white. Not only colors, but even time, space, and even the dust in the air seemed to be forcibly frozen by this force.

The still-operating robotic arm stopped, the burning candlelight solidified into a gray sculpture, and even Wei Zhuang's raging chainsaw sword's engine sounded intermittently, as if it had sunk into a quagmire.

"In this realm, everything is still, and I walk alone."

Xiaomeng's figure stood out clearly in the black and white world. She stepped into the void and walked step by step toward Su Ming, the tip of her sword pointing at his throat, her eyes as cold as if she were looking at a dead man.

"Now, can you still speak?"

Su Ming stood still, maintaining the posture of having his hands in his pockets.

His body was also covered with a layer of grayish-white, a sign that his life force was being suppressed by the domain. In Xiaomeng's view, this arrogant and ignorant demon had had his senses and ability to move completely sealed by her "Colorless Heaven and Earth".

however.

Just as the tip of the sword was only a foot away from Su Ming.

Suddenly, a mocking smile appeared on Su Ming's lips, extremely slowly yet with unmistakable clarity.

Immediately afterwards, he slowly pulled his right hand out of his pocket.

That's not a weapon.

Instead, it was a strange cylindrical object with a silver metallic shell.

"Little sister, have you forgotten what I do?"

Although Su Ming's voice was somewhat slow, it clearly reached Xiao Meng's ears: "I'm a scientist. The first law of science is—light is unstoppable."

"Let me show you what 'breaking the law with physics' really means!"

"Snapped!"

Su Ming pressed down hard on the switch on the cylinder with his thumb.

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