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

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Tick-tock, tick-tock,

Drops of bright red blood slid down Mo Ya's slightly trembling right hand.

He clutched his badly injured right arm, looked around, and saw the corpses of the Hundred Birds Killer lying everywhere.

Blood seeped into the soil through the cracks between the stone slabs, turning the land a dark red color.

Mo Ya looked at the terrifying figure surrounded by murderous aura.

His body trembled uncontrollably. He had experienced dozens of life-or-death battles, but this was the first time he had come so close to death.

Fifty Hundred Birds Assassins were slaughtered in less than a quarter of an hour by this Asura who seemed to have come from purgatory.

Ying Ziqing's cruel methods in slaughtering the Hundred Birds Killer left a deep shadow on Mo Ya's heart.

Meanwhile, Ying Ziqing, who caused all of this, was quietly wiping the blood off the Greedy Wolf Blade.

He glanced at the downcast Mo Ya and said in a deep, hoarse voice:

"What, now you dare not look me in the eye?"

Mo Ya remained silent.

Ying Ziqing shook her head, picked up her sword, and slowly walked towards Mo Ya.

Just as Ying Ziqing was about to reach Mo Ya,

Mo Ya gritted his teeth.

He fell to his knees with a thud.

With his head bowed, he said, "The Hundred Birds Black Crow is willing to bow down to you, my lord, and serve you without hesitation!"

However, Ying Ziqing remained unmoved, the Greedy Wolf Blade, gleaming with a chilling light, resting against Mo Ya's shoulder.

The Greedy Wolf Blade slowly slid downwards.

Phew,

The sound of a blade piercing flesh rang out.

Mo Ya's black clothes on his shoulders were stained with a deep dark red.

Mo Ya's slender body trembled violently, but she forced herself not to make a sound.

Ying Ziqing drew the Greedy Wolf Blade.

The blade grazed Mo Ya's face.

The blood remaining on the blade stained Mo Ya's face.

Ying Ziqing sheathed his sword.

His indifferent eyes stared at Mo Ya, and he let out a low laugh.

"Heh heh, you'll live today."

A glimmer of relief flashed in Mo Ya's eyes, and he quickly clasped his hands in a fist salute, saying:

"Thank you for your mercy, Your Excellency."

"Don't rush, you can live, but you must join my ranks, return to Nightfall, and secretly monitor Ji Wuye for me."

After speaking, Ying Ziqing channeled a surge of pure Yang internal energy into Mo Ya's body through his shoulder.

The black crow let out a muffled thud.

His expression changed.

He sensed the internal energy flowing into his dantian. Although the poison that had accumulated there was cleared away by the supreme yang internal energy, it remained in Mo Ya's dantian.

"As you've probably noticed, I've removed the hidden poison that Ji Wuye planted in your body, but with just a thought, my supreme yang internal energy will detonate within you."

Mo Ya said respectfully:

"Mo Ya is determined to serve you to the death, sir, without any disloyalty. I do not even know your name..."

"I am the Dark Star of the Bad People, and you may also call me the Bad Commander."

"Yes, Commander..."

"You know what to say when you go back, right?"

"The villain understands."

"Go back."

"Yes, Commander..."

Mo Ya's body transformed into black crows and scattered, while Ying Ziqing's figure slowly sank into the shadows, as if merging into the night...

——Divider Line————

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The expensive gold and jade wine vessel was smashed into pieces all over the floor.

Inside the main hall, Ji Wuye, leaning against the main seat, angrily smashed a wine vessel worth a hundred gold pieces on the ground, his eyes gloomy as he stared at Mo Ya, who was kneeling on the ground in front of him.

He said in a bad tone:

"You're saying that the mysterious man killed fifty elite members of the Hundred Birds Army all by himself, and even severely injured you, forcing you to flee?"

Mo Ya lowered his head, swallowed nervously, and said in a deep voice:

"That's right, General. We were almost powerless against him. I only managed to escape with my life because of my speed."

Ji Wuye remained silent, glancing at Mo Ya's weak breath and the deep, bone-revealing wound on his shoulder.

That mysterious person could easily slaughter the Hundred Birds Killer, causing the Ink Raven, a mid-stage Innate Realm cultivator, to flee in disarray.

This is indeed a tricky situation...

"Mo Ya, go find the Straw-Cloaked Man and have him find out who this person is."

"Yes, General."

Mo Ya's body transformed into several black crows and flew out of the general's mansion.

Only Ji Wuye remained in the hall. He looked at the black crows that had flown out.

He rubbed his furrowed brows and muttered to himself, "It seems Mo Ya is indeed seriously injured..."

He then ordered his men to clean up the debris and set out a new table of food and wine.

Two beautiful concubines, each with a delicate figure, served Ji Wuye on either side of him, one pouring him wine and the other serving him food.

Distracted by the matter of the mysterious man, Ji Wuye pulled a beautiful concubine onto his lap.

Just as he was preparing to vent his anger,

Suddenly, all the candles in the main hall went out.

At the same time, the main hall doors slowly opened.

Ji Wuye pushed away the beautiful woman beside him, picked up the battle sword placed next to the chair, and stared at the figure that suddenly appeared at the entrance of the main hall.

After that figure entered the main hall

With a bang,

The door slammed shut, and the candlelight inside the house was turned on again.

Ji Wuye stared at the indifferent eyes beneath the scarlet mask, a smirk playing on his lips, his tone mocking:

"So you are the mysterious warrior who killed dozens of my elite soldiers?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

Ying Ziqing crossed her arms and leaned against the lacquered red pillar, her voice cold and hoarse like that of a demon from the deepest hell.

"Haha, an interesting person. Now that you're under my command, you could become the fifth fierce general of the night. Come and pay your respects."

Ji Wuye said confidently. He believed that no one would refuse to become the Nightfall's general, which meant having great power in Korea. The man in front of him could single-handedly defeat a hundred birds, so he was qualified to become the new general.

"Hehe... General Ji is really stingy. I have a suggestion."

"Oh? Tell me, if you're willing to join my ranks, wealth, power, and beautiful women are all within your grasp."

"Then why don't I, the commander, become the Lord of the Night for a bit of fun?" Ying Ziqing said in a flippant tone, as if the position of Lord of the Night was something that was dispensable to him.

"Are you kidding me?!" Ji Wuye realized that this mysterious person was just toying with him, and he was furious. He raised his sword and slashed at Ying Ziqing with a swift and domineering force.

Ying Ziqing's figure vanished from the spot like a ghost, and suddenly reappeared on the main seat.

Seeing Ji Wuye's attack miss its mark, he slowly drew the Greedy Wolf sword from his waist.

His fingers traced the incredibly sharp blade as he murmured:

"I wonder if the blood of this Korean general suits your taste..."

The next instant, Ying Ziqing suddenly drew his sword and slashed upwards. The horizontal sword Tanlang clashed with Ji Wuye's heavy battle sword. Tanlang's sword tip pressed against the thick blade of the battle sword, sparks flying.

A smile appeared on Ying Ziqing's face, hidden beneath the mask.

The hand holding the Greedy Wolf Blade rotated the blade, and he softly uttered two words.

"Qi Meridian..."

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