“What kind of deal?” asked Zu An as he gazed upon the undead army in horror. He hadn’t even resolved the crisis with Mi Li, and now, another disaster was falling upon him.

It looks like I’m really doomed now.

“I’m sure you’re aware that everyone here will die once those vengeful evil spirits rush out,” said Mi Li.

Intrigued, Zu An asked, “Weren’t they soldiers of the Qin Dynasty before they died? It’s one thing for them to hate Zhang Han, but surely, as the empress of the Qin Dynasty, you should be able to command them, no?”

Mi Li shook her head and replied, “It’s true that they were soldiers of the Qin Dynasty, but they died with their hearts filled with hatred, and they were sealed away for a millennia after that. Their hatred has eroded their sentience, turning them into nothing but vengeful spirits. All that’s left in them is viciousness and bloodlust, and it’s in their instinct to eliminate all living creatures they come across. None of us will survive once they fully escape from the confines of that lake.”

“What kind of deal are you proposing, then?” asked Zu An.

He was only able to joke around with Mi Li because she was pretty. There was no way he would bother entertaining these evil spirits.

“Instead of wasting your purification ability on me, use it to deal with...