Chapter 223: Cultivating the Dao Anew

The God of War, the Emperor, she, the Emperor and the God of War expanded the empire's borders.

Peace reigned across the four seas, and the five grains flourished.

And the result? Qin Bi was stripped of her immortal body and reborn. Looking down from above, Qin Bi saw that the Princess suffered no punishment, the God of War remained the God of War, and the Emperor, aside from regretting his past actions, did nothing.

Why? Qin Bi woke up in a rage.

Opening her eyes, she found Rong Juan was not there; he had likely gone to the study to meet with his advisors. Rong Yang, who no longer cared to attend court, was still asleep, and the little milk bun was sleeping soundly too. Qin Bi took a deep breath and closed her eyes to think.

Never before had Qin Bi felt so acutely the powerlessness of a mortal who had lost her immortal body and been reborn. Even knowing her past life, what good did it do? She could kill no one.

Fortunately, this was a fictional cultivation world, and there was still some opportunity to cultivate.

Without an immortal body, she would simply cultivate the Dao anew.

The capabilities of the Immortal Realm were indeed different. Even during her rebirth, she had made the best arrangements for herself. Since this world allowed cultivation, she need not fear failing to become an existence of supreme status.

Returning to kill was unrealistic. Qin Bi carefully recalled the state of the world she had looked down upon: the land was parched, and the spiritual energy of all things was thin. Qin Bi sneered; they deserved it. Without her immortal arts, the Emperor was nothing.

If they wanted to protect the Princess, they had to bear the consequences.

What God of War? The God of War presided over slaughter but was powerless against the spiritual energy of this world.

Pulling herself back from her thoughts, Qin Bi pondered how to increase her cultivation base. She needed her luck value, fortune value, fate value, and destiny value all to reach maximum level, and she had to stabilize her uncontrollable fighting spirit value.

Rong He Shizi entered the bedroom. Qin Bi opened her eyes, her gaze toward him very faint.

Rong He Shizi felt a chill in his heart. Possession? A trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

In an instant, Qin Bi returned to her senses, a bright smile appearing on her face. She looked comfortable and content, entirely delicate. Rong He Shizi's murderous intent instantly dissipated. He stepped to the bedside and bent down to see if the two children had woken.

"The children haven't woken?" Rong He Shizi tucked the small blanket over his youngest son.

Qin Bi nodded: "I woke up, and they fell asleep."

As she spoke, Rong Yang woke up. With Rong Juan and Qin Bi both present, the little one did not fuss upon waking but sat up without crying. Rong He Shizi picked up a small outfit and dressed the child.

Watching this, Qin Bi knew she must increase her cultivation base.

But she had been reborn and was no longer an immortal body; she knew nothing about cultivation. Guessing blindly wouldn't work. Her gaze fell on the little one. Perhaps she should let the little bun set up a stall on the street to cultivate?!

Rong Yang was the young heir, of noble status. Qin Bi shook her head internally; that wouldn't do.

"Still sleeping?" Rong He Shizi asked gently.

"No more sleeping." Qin Bi rose: "I am thinking about something."

"Your heart is not the main deity; rest more when you can." Rong He Shizi was endlessly patient with his wife and children; there was no need to doubt it was an act. Even Rong He Shizi, who no longer attended court, could not fake such patience.

Besides, was it necessary for someone as noble as Rong He Shizi to pretend with Qin Bi, a daughter of a concubine? Completely unnecessary.

The little bun Rong Yang, now dressed in his young heir's robe, followed Rong He Shizi, chattering: "Father, let's go kill beast demons to earn beast crystals. Buying spiritual food and spiritual fruits costs too much."

Rong He Shizi said: "Go eat at Yan Guogong Prefecture. If you don't eat, let Fu Bao eat yours."

"Okay!" The little bun nodded his small head: "But our Rong Wang Fu also needs to save up. If we kill beast demons and get beast crystals, we can buy spiritual food and spiritual fruits for our younger brother."

Rong He Shizi's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, though he expressed slight displeasure: "Rong Chi is not well-behaved, always nagging that good things aren't given to him to eat. Let our Rong Yang eat first."

Qin Bi gave birth to children, and both Rong Yang and Rong Chi were likable. Rong Juan was only slightly biased, but he did not mind; favoritism was common. He gave Rong Yang exactly what was his, not a bit less.

The little milk bun Rong Chi woke up, making "ah ah" sounds and waving his little hands.

Rong Yang said: "He is so talkative!"

"Yes, very talkative." Rong He Shizi's face showed disdain, but the doting in his eyes was undeniable.

The child's small clothes were soaked with sweat from the night. Rong He Shizi changed the little milk bun into a clean, fresh small shirt. The little milk bun happily blew bubbles and kicked his little legs vigorously.

Qin Bi pouted. Rong He Shizi and Rong Yang were both so fake. Clearly, they both doted on the little milk bun, yet they pretended to be disdainful.

Once everything was tidied, breakfast was served, and the family went to eat.

After the meal, Rong He Shizi called Rong Yang to study. Qin Bi held the little milk bun under a tree in the courtyard to enjoy the shade. The summer heat was intense; as soon as the sun rose in the morning, it was already hot.

Qin Lang arrived at Rong Wang Fu. Qin Bi asked: "Have you had breakfast?"

Qin Lang nodded. He had already eaten breakfast long ago. Sitting down, he said: "I and several others, including the heir of An Yuan Hou, were originally going to stroll around the streets, but the heir of An Yuan Hou had a headache and went home to sleep."

Qin Bi remembered; the heir of An Yuan Hou had not been feeling well since the day it rained.

"Is he sick?" Qin Bi asked.

"Probably not," Qin Lang said. "Just sleepy and lethargic, unwilling to move. He took several doses of medicine, but he is still listless. There are no other symptoms, just exhaustion."

Work had arrived. Whether it was real or fake, Qin Bi planned to bluff: "Possessed by an evil spirit."

Qin Lang: "..."

Qin Bi thought Qin Lang would say it was absolutely impossible. Instead, to her surprise, Qin Lang hissed in thought: "Actually, it might be true. He could be possessed. The heir of An Yuan Hou has no other illness."

Qin Bi rubbed her hands together: "Let me take a look."

"You..." Qin Lang looked at Qin Bi: "Can you exorcise evil spirits?"

Qin Bi could not, but she could not just do nothing. She asked roughly about the heir of An Yuan Hou's condition. There was nothing serious, just a headache and body fatigue.

Qin Bi's mind stirred, and she offered a suggestion: "Go ask the heir of An Yuan Hou who he has seen, or if he spent time with anyone, and if he became lethargic immediately afterward but could not sleep."

Qin Lang, having time now, ran off to ask the heir of An Yuan Hou.

The heir of An Yuan Hou glanced at him sideways: "Why are you asking about this?"

Qin Lang spoke plainly: "I suspect you are possessed by an evil spirit."

The heir of An Yuan Hou did not believe it at all, but his head did feel uncomfortable. His head hurt. Pressing his forehead, the heir of An Yuan Hou thought carefully and said: "My headache and discomfort started at a family gathering. Second Aunt arrived at Hou Fu first. My mother and Second Aunt were chatting, and I was there too. When I returned, I had a headache. I took several doses of medicine for wind-cold, but now the headache is worse."

After speaking, the heir of An Yuan Hou and Qin Lang looked at each other. Was this possession?

Qin Lang did not know either. He went back to ask Qin Bi. Seeing Qin Lang leave, the heir of An Yuan Hou felt sour. This person knew nothing. The heir of An Yuan Hou had no mind to think further and returned to his room to rest.

Qin Lang went to Rong Wang Fu and explained the situation. Qin Bi guessed blindly that the heir of An Yuan Hou might be possessed. She had nothing, so she simply gave Qin Lang a small tea bowl with no patterns drawn on it.

She grabbed a handful of small beast crystals and put them into the small tea bowl. Qin Bi instructed: "Just wave it over the heir of An Yuan Hou's head."