With only 8 years to live at the start, I'm going all in.

Chapter 110 Certificate of Surrender

For the first time, Sun Qiao'er felt fear.

Before worshipping the gods, she was a high-ranking princess who not only possessed exceptional martial arts talent but also stunning beauty, attracting countless young talents to pursue her.

After the calamity star descended upon the world, she went to the Yin-Yang Palace to worship the gods for the sake of the royal family and became a disciple of Qiu Di Shui of the Yin-Yang Palace.

Since then, she has risen through the ranks, reaching the seventh rank in officialdom, and was appointed by the Yin-Yang Palace as the Special Inspector of Yuanling Pavilion, enjoying unparalleled prestige.

But today, Sun Qiao'er felt an unfathomable fear.

Ding Yi's footsteps grew closer. Sun Qiao'er tried to struggle to her feet, but her whole body ached, and her arms had already been broken, leaving her with no strength.

Ding Yi looked at the woman covered in blood at his feet, then stepped on her arm and slowly squatted down.

Ding Yi pinched Sun Qiao'er's chin, and with a slight force, made Sun Qiao'er open her mouth. Then he threw the Blood Limit Control Pill into her mouth.

Ding Yi pressed down on Sun Qiao'er's mouth, preventing her from spitting out the pill, and squatted there, waiting silently.

One breath, two breaths... until a dozen breaths later, Sun Qiao'er, one of Ding Yi's men, suddenly stopped struggling violently. As if her brain had short-circuited, her eyes went blank for a moment, staring at the burning beams above her head, lost in thought.

The flames inside the room had begun to spread toward the area where the two were, but Ding Yi remained motionless, quietly watching Sun Qiao'er without even raising an eyebrow.

Finally, Sun Qiao'er's pupils began to contract rapidly, and she blinked, looking at Ding Yi.

"Master...Master?"

Sun Qiao'er spoke slowly.

Upon hearing this address, Ding Yi's expression finally softened, but he did not immediately release his foot from Sun Qiao'er's arm. Instead, he stretched out his palm and placed it on the top of Sun Qiao'er's head, continuously channeling the Evergreen True Qi within his body into his palm.

"Forehead.."

As the Evergreen True Qi surged in, Sun Qiao'er clenched her hands tightly, and her eyes began to roll back, as if she were enduring immense pain.

This change from Liu Xun surprised Ding Yi somewhat, but he continued to channel the Evergreen True Qi in his hand toward Sun Qiao'er's head. After all, this was the only chance, and there was no turning back even if he failed.

Fortunately, after a few more breaths, Sun Qiao'er's reaction gradually calmed down, and Ding Yi also realized the connection between himself and Sun Qiao'er, just like the feeling after he had taken control of Liu Xun that day.

At this moment, Ding Yi finally released his foot and slowly took half a step back.

"Hoo, ho..."

Sun Qiao'er suddenly sat up from the ground, breathing heavily, with fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead and snow-white neck.

"How about it?"

Ding Yi stood a few feet away from Sun Qiao'er, looked at her, and slowly asked.

"master?"

Sun Qiao'er looked at Ding Yi, muttering to herself, and then struggled to get up from the ground.

Although Ding Yizhen broke both her arms, Sun Qiao'er, having reached the Great Perfection of the Xuanji realm, quickly regained most of her mobility.

At this moment, Sun Qiao'er looked nothing like a seventh-rank special envoy. Not only were her clothes torn in many places, but her face and arms were also covered in grime, making her look completely different from her previous noblewoman image.

"Ah."

Ding Yi simply grunted in response, then waved his hand, signaling Sun Qiao'er to come out with him.

Sun Qiao'er didn't say anything, but followed Ding Yi out of the side room and into the courtyard outside.

[You have killed the Yin-Yang Palace Black Armor Guard, your lifespan increased by 14 years and 25 days.]

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, a notification suddenly appeared in Ding Yi's field of vision. He then realized that the black-armored guard he had just slashed away was finally dead.

Ding Yi inwardly grumbled, thinking that the Black Armor Guard was too weak, just like Qing Yunzi. If it weren't for the strange black armor he was wearing, he would have been slashed to pieces in mid-air.

On the other side of the courtyard, a woman in green was still struggling to get up.

"He's not dead yet?"

Ding Yi looked at Bihe over there, then suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Sun Qiao'er behind him.

"That woman, are you very familiar with her?"

Ding Yi asked.

"Yes, sir."

Sun Qiao'er quickly replied.

"Fine, kill her."

Ding Yi said slowly.

"what?"

Sun Qiao'er was taken aback, then looked at Bihe over there, and then at Ding Yi.

Ding Yi didn't say anything, but simply picked up the long sword from the ground, gripped it in his hand, and continued:

"Hold my hand and give her a quick death."

At this moment, although Bihe's ears were still ringing a little, as soon as she got up, she saw her young lady following behind the young man with her head down, looking like she was following his lead. Her eyes were immediately filled with disbelief.

"Miss... what are you doing??"

Bihe tried to shout, but as soon as she opened her mouth, blood flowed out.

Ding Yi's palm strike just now directly severed her meridians. If she hadn't been a Xuanji worshipper, she would probably have died long ago.

Then, Bihe saw something even more surprising.

The young lady of the house was holding Ding Yi's arm and striding towards him.

Bihe felt her brain wasn't working properly, but she still managed to sit up, leaning against the stone bench in the courtyard, and looked at the two people who had walked up to her.

Looking at Bihe, who was barely breathing, Sun Qiao'er silently shed a tear.

"Miss.."

Bihe smiled slightly as she looked at Sun Qiao'er and called out softly.

Ding Yi looked at the scene without saying much, but the noise around him was getting louder and louder. The fire outside the courtyard could no longer stop the black-armored guards who were about to rush in and the officers who arrived later.

"Don't make me say it a second time."

Ding Yi looked at it and said.

"Yes, sir."

Sun Qiao'er held Ding Yi's arm, looked at Bi He who was slowly closing her eyes, and then suddenly pushed the long knife into Bi He's heart!

[You have slain the demoness of the Yin-Yang Palace; your lifespan has increased by 24 years and 13 days.]

With this prompt appearing, Ding Yi finally acknowledged Sun Qiao'er.

After all, this control process was a bit strange. Not only did Sun Qiao'er react quite strongly, but the time frame was also different from the last time Liu Xun was controlled, which took half a day. Ding Yi didn't know whether this was successful or not.

However, upon seeing this scene, Ding Yi knew that Sun Qiao'er had been completely controlled. He turned around, patted Sun Qiao'er's shoulder, then pulled out the long knife from Bi He's body and threw her into the raging fire in the distance.

"Sir, what should we do next?"

Sun Qiao'er wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked at Ding Yi, asking him a question.

"First, from now on, do not address me as 'Master' in front of outsiders. Just act as if nothing is wrong."

"Secondly, get me out of this attack on the martial arts school."

"Third, I still prefer your aloofness from the beginning, and I hope you can come back to it."

As Ding Yi spoke, he slowly removed his human skin mask, revealing his face hidden beneath.

"Master, it's you!! Ding Hai!!?"

Sun Qiao'er saw Ding Yi's face and couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

How did this once timid and submissive clerk become a master of blood transfusions?

But remembering Ding Yi's instructions, Sun Qiao'er's pretty face immediately hardened, and she said to Ding Yi in an icy tone:

"Ding Hai, when you follow behind this princess, don't say anything out of line."

Upon hearing this, Ding Yi was slightly taken aback. Just as he was about to ponder the meaning behind Sun Qiao'er's words, he suddenly frowned, quickly stood behind Sun Qiao'er, and took off his long robe to cover her.

The next moment, several figures leaped through the raging flames and into the courtyard.

They were surrounded by malevolent energy, which the raging fire could not penetrate even slightly, clearly indicating that they were all masters of great internal energy.

The leader squinted, his face icy cold. He glanced around the courtyard before fixing his gaze on Sun Qiao'er.

"My dear junior sister, can you tell me what just happened here?"