In the Great Qin Dynasty, I, the Unruly Commander, begin by dual-cultivating with Yan Ling Ji.

In the exquisitely and luxuriously furnished room,

Ying Ziqing and Bei Mingzi, who looked distressed, sat facing each other. Xiaomeng also imitated their posture and sat down in a very proper manner.

At this moment, Ji Ruxue came in carrying pastries and a teapot. After placing the tempting pastries in front of Xiaomeng, she placed the purple clay teapot on the table in front of Ying Ziqing.

"Pour it yourself."

After leaving those words, Ji Ruxue turned and left gracefully, while Ying Ziqing shook his head and smiled helplessly.

He reached out and took out two exquisite glazed teacups from the system space, placing them on the table.

Seeing such exquisite and magnificent tea set, the old and shrewd Bei Mingzi was somewhat surprised. He thought to himself that this person was not only a master of martial arts, but also had such extraordinary skills. He must have considerable power, otherwise he would not have taken out such rare items so casually.

If Ying Ziqing knew what Bei Mingzi was thinking, she would surely chuckle to herself. It was nothing more than a set of modern teaware as a reward for fishing; what was so special about it?

Ying Ziqing poured the fragrant tea into a teacup and then pushed it in front of Bei Mingzi.

He said calmly:

"There are very few people who would make me pour tea for them, but you, Bei Mingzi, as the head of the Daoist Heavenly Sect, are barely qualified to drink tea with me."

please."

"please."

Bei Mingzi was not surprised that Ying Ziqing had guessed his identity. He had already guessed it when Ying Ziqing invited him. Bei Mingzi picked up the teacup with both hands, took a sip, and a look of shock appeared in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, the tea was refreshing and sweet, completely different from the tea he had drunk before.

During the Warring States period, there was no custom of simply drinking roasted tea leaves. Various spices were usually added to the tea, making it impossible to taste the original rich and mellow aroma of the tea.

Bei Mingzi, who values ​​the natural world, was particularly fond of Ying Ziqing's fragrant and natural tea, to the point that his attitude changed considerably.

"Young master's tea is indeed extraordinary. This old Taoist is fortunate to have such a taste today."

Ying Ziqing smiled faintly and then put down the teacup in her hand.

"Sect Leader Bei Mingzi is a member of the Heavenly Sect, who emphasizes the Daoist principle of following nature and the myriad evils of heaven and earth. Coincidentally, he himself also prefers to act in accordance with the Dao."

"Does the sect leader know where the Heavenly Dao of this world lies?"

Bei Mingzi stroked his beard, pondered for a moment, and said:

"This old Taoist dares not speak presumptuously about the Way of Heaven, but I have some understanding of the current state of affairs in the world. At this moment, the power lies with Qin!"

"Haha, it seems that the Heavenly Sect is not simply living in seclusion; the sect leader can still see the general trend of the world clearly," Ying Ziqing said casually with a hint of teasing.

“Young master is joking. Although my Heavenly Sect is detached from the world, we still study the workings of the Great Dao of the world.”

"Hehe... To transcend the world is to transcend the world. If one does not enter the world, how can one talk about transcending the world? In the mortal world, every flower and every tree contains the Dao. In my opinion, the Heavenly Sect can only transcend the world and prove the Dao by entering the world and experiencing the tribulations of the mortal world."

Upon hearing Ying Ziqing's words, Bei Mingzi fell into deep thought, secretly marveling at the similar words his master had once spoken to him.

And now I hear these words again, this time from a young man who is not yet twenty.

“What you say makes sense, young master. My late master Zhuangzi also mentioned this.”

“Since the sect leader finds this reasonable, then I have a way to help the Heavenly Sect reach a higher level.”

"Please speak freely, young master. This old Taoist priest is all ears."

"Enter Qin".

"Enter Qin?"

“That’s right,” Ying Ziqing paused for a moment before saying.

"Now that the tide has turned in Qin, why doesn't the sect leader go with the flow? Qin has an organization called the Bad People. If the Heavenly Sect agrees to enter Qin, the Bad People can set up a special hall for the Heavenly Sect, allowing its disciples to train there. In addition, the Heavenly Sect will become the only officially recognized lineage in Qin. As for the Human Sect, hehe..."

Bei Mingzi did not refuse Ying Ziqing's suggestion, but from his earth-shattering words, a hint of doubt flickered in his eyes. After a moment's hesitation, he spoke:

"Who...who are you?"

"Me... the Bad Commander of the Great Qin!"

A look of astonishment, difficult to conceal, immediately appeared on Bei Mingzi's face.

He never expected that the person who casually stopped him would be one of the few people standing at the pinnacle of power in this world. The reputation of the Bad Commander was so great that even the Heavenly Sect, which was detached from the world, had to treat him with caution.

No wonder he sensed that this person's martial prowess far surpassed his own, and that he always carried a terrifying and domineering aura.

Bei Mingzi's expression visibly became restrained.

Xiaomeng, who had been quietly meditating to the side, opened her eyes and said in surprise:

"So you're the notorious leader who strikes fear into the hearts of the northern tribes? Rumor has it you have a blue face, fangs, and three heads and six arms."

"Xiaomeng, you must not be rude to the Commander-in-Chief."

"Hehe, it's alright. I quite like this quick-witted young lady. Sect Leader, since I have been honest with you, I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer."

Ying Ziqing said calmly, her face expressionless.

These words may seem like a threat, but they are not really. It's just a Tianzong sect, which Ying Ziqing doesn't care about. The only person he cares about is Tianzong Xiaomeng, one of the female protagonists in Qin's Moon. With her talent, Ying Ziqing can nurture her and make her a great help.

Bei Mingzi hesitated for a long time, then sighed, stood up, cupped his hands, and said:

"Tianzong thanks the General for his kindness, but I am not the only one who can make decisions within the sect. I need time to persuade everyone in the sect."

Ying Ziqing nodded slightly, glanced at Xiaomeng, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl beside him, and said:

"I'll give you two years. After two years, I will personally escort the Heavenly Sect to Xianyang," Ying Ziqing said with a smile.

"Alright, two years from now, the Heavenly Sect will enter Qin." Seeing this, Bei Mingzi did not dare to hesitate and readily agreed.

Ying Ziqing stood up and placed a clear jade pendant in Xiaomeng's palm, saying:

"If you encounter danger, crush this talisman and someone will come to your aid."

"Uh-huh."

Xiaomeng looked at Ying Ziqing's upturned lips and nodded emphatically.

Then Ying Ziqing pushed open the door and walked out. Suddenly, he stopped, turned his back to Bei Mingzi, and said calmly:

"The sect leader previously said he dared not speak presumptuously about the Heavenly Dao, so I, the commander, will tell you that I am the Heaven of this world."

Ying Ziqing's calm words struck Bei Mingzi like a thunderclap from a clear sky, and he couldn't help but murmur:

"The Bad Commander... is truly unparalleled in his domineering power..."

P.S.: Alright, the author is off to have a three-hundred-round battle with that damn mosquito. See you in the next chapter for the results.