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

However, the Yin energy disappeared without a trace, as if it had sunk into the sea.

It wasn't entirely useless; the extremely yin energy emitted by the surrendered minister, like meat, instantly attracted the attention of the extremely yang energy, which was like a wild beast.

Ying Ziqing stood up unsteadily, her lowered head suddenly lifted, and her eyes, now completely reddish-gold, gleamed with greed.

Seeing this, the surrendered minister knew things were going badly, but she had no choice but to pour the Nine Nether True Qi into Ying Ziqing's body. However, this was no different from drinking a goose to quench a thirst.

She tried to push Ying Ziqing away, but found that she couldn't mobilize the Yin energy in her body at all; her energy was being forcefully absorbed by Ying Ziqing.

——Dividing——Line——

An hour later,

When Ying Ziqing opened her eyes, she found the surrendered minister lying on her chest. The scene from that time instantly flashed through Ying Ziqing's mind.

"kindness……"

The surrendered minister murmured, opened her eyes somewhat groggily, and looked at Ying Ziqing, who had a half-smile on her face. Her pretty face instantly turned red, and she hurriedly covered herself with her arms and retreated to the side, tightly wrapping her proud figure with the brocade quilt.

He said it in a tone of disappointment and frustration:

"General, you must be really hungry, not even sparing a woman over two hundred years old like me."

Ying Ziqing chuckled lightly, glanced at the plum blossoms scattered on the bed, and said in a flippant tone:

"I think even the Corpse Ancestor still retains his charm; it wouldn't be bad to change things up..."

"You..." The surrendered minister, who had just been humiliated, was about to retort when Ying Ziqing pulled him into her broad chest.

Knowing he couldn't resist, the surrendered official obediently lay on his chest.

"I'm your savior, is this how you repay me?"

"Didn't I already repay you just now...? What, if that's not enough, I can continue..."

“No, no…” Recalling the domineering and powerful Ying Ziqing from before, the surrendered minister had no choice but to raise the white flag and surrender.

After a brief moment of tenderness, Ying Ziqing got up, dressed in her robes, pinched the smooth, tender face of the surrendered official, and then put on the mask symbolizing the Bad Commander and disappeared without a trace.

The surrendered official angrily waved his small fist in the direction Ying Ziqing had left.

"Damn it, all that money I've saved up for over two hundred years is gone just like that..."

——Dividing——Line——

This should have been the morning court session in the State of Wei, where the King of Wei should have sat high on the throne, a symbol of supreme royal power, looking down at the respectful civil and military officials below.

Now, the throne is occupied by a figure clad in armor.

Ying Ziqing rested one hand on her knee, leaned forward slightly, and said with a hoarse laugh:

Why are you all silent?

Below those steps,

All the civil and military officials knelt on both knees in the main hall, with a rogue standing behind each of them holding a sword to his neck.

Feeling the coldness on their necks, no one dared to make a move.

Ying Ziqing raised his hand and pointed to the second minister on the right, saying calmly:

Why are you not saying a word?

The minister was trembling violently, his mind in such a state that he couldn't think of anything to say, and he stammered:

"I am a military general... uh... not good with words."

Ying Ziqing raised an eyebrow and waved his hand. The thugs behind the minister immediately understood the commander-in-chief's meaning. With a swift movement, their incredibly sharp, hundred-forged swords easily sliced ​​through the minister's neck, and bright red blood gushed out from the artery in his neck.

Ying Ziqing coughed lightly, and then, more than ten ministers on each side were beheaded with a single stroke.

In the blink of an eye, the once magnificent hall was covered in blood.

Ying Ziqing slowly rose from the throne.

His stern, authoritative gaze swept over the remaining ministers, and he said calmly:

"Those who were just executed were all incompetent fools. As for you, you will be spared for now."

Those who were previously ordered to be executed by Ying Ziqing were either corrupt officials or stubborn individuals.

Ying Ziqing raised her hand, and the villains put away their swords.

"I am the commander of the Great Qin's Bad Army. Now that the State of Wei has fallen, all its territories have come under the control of Great Qin. I will temporarily appoint the position of Inspector of Wei on behalf of the King of Qin. As for you, those below the first rank, your official positions will remain unchanged. Your original first-rank positions will be reduced to the second rank. There will only be one Inspector of the first rank."

"I know you may be wondering how Wei became Qin territory. That's because Han has already submitted to Qin, and the so-called King of Han is merely an official temporarily in charge of Han on behalf of Qin."

Upon hearing Ying Ziqing's words, everyone below the stage looked astonished. Such words were too shocking. If what the Grand Marshal said was true, it would mean that Qin had already annexed two countries. Now, the other countries would no longer be able to restrain Qin.

At this time, some ambitious individuals had already begun to plan that if Qin unified the world, and they performed well and made some small contributions, perhaps they could advance further...

"Alright, I've said everything I needed to say. Now, it's time to meet your superior, the Inspector General..."

P.S.: Second day of trying my best to get full attendance! Let's all cheer each other on, haha. I'll keep writing, and you guys can relax, hehe...