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

The next day,

In the already fully renovated backyard,

Ying Ziqing leaned back leisurely in a rocking chair.

He held in his hand a Buddhist external martial arts manual, the Diamond Sutra, which he had obtained while fishing.

After contemplating this technique, Ying Ziqing couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for its creator.

Although this Diamond Sutra is an external martial art, its cultivation methods are like a mental cultivation method.

Cultivating the mind leads to cultivating the body; this is the core of this practice.

Unlike other external martial arts that emphasize tempering the body through external force to break through physical limits, this one is different.

After a morning of study, Ying Ziqing had already mastered the basics of this internal energy cultivation method disguised as an external martial art.

Every breath is a form of spiritual practice.

Having already mastered the basics, Ying Ziqing could clearly sense a golden energy, distinct from the Supreme Yang Internal Energy, circulating within her body, strengthening her heart meridian and internal organs from the inside out.

A faint golden hue has now appeared on the heart meridian.

Ying Ziqing's physical strength and the resilience of her meridians have now surpassed those before she began practicing the Diamond Sutra.

Even at the beginner level, there are such benefits; imagine the benefits upon mastering the skill...

Ying Ziqing had already let his imagination run wild. After a moment, he regained his composure, and a flash of silver light appeared on his hand.

The thousand-year-old Yangluan Flower, which could increase one's internal strength by sixty years and was obtained from fishing earlier, appeared in Ying Ziqing's hands.

He stared at the brightly colored flower bud in his hand and couldn't help but sigh:

"Such pure Yang Flame aura."

After mastering the Diamond Sutra, Ying Ziqing planned to improve her stagnant cultivation by consuming this flower.

Although he could improve his cultivation by breaking some of the seals on his heart meridians, it was ultimately not as reliable as fishing with the system.

Breaking the seal rashly could cause a violent upheaval in his internal energy. Without a fully developed physique, there's a high chance he'd explode and die.

Thinking of this,

Ying Ziqing tilted her head slightly.

He swallowed the small, thousand-year-old Yangluan flower.

The thousand-year-old Yangluan flower melts upon entering the mouth, transforming into a warm current that flows into the dantian.

The medicinal power was immense and volatile; if Ying Ziqing hadn't improved her meridians through practicing the Diamond Sutra, her meridians would probably have ruptured by now.

After entering the dantian, the medicinal effects gradually subsided, continuously merging and assimilating with the surging yang internal energy within the body, eventually becoming part of the yang internal energy.

In an instant, a powerful and majestic aura erupted from Ying Ziqing.

Countless leaves drifted down in the wind, and the branches of the towering ancient trees trembled slightly, as if expressing their fear of this overwhelming power.

Ying Ziqing opened her eyes, and a dazzling, magnificent crimson-gold light shone from her pupils.

It possessed an immense, emperor-like aura of dominance over the world.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, his imposing aura vanished, and the golden light in his eyes dimmed, but his originally jet-black pupils turned into a blazing, sun-like crimson gold.

Through those crimson-gold pupils, one could vaguely sense a captivating majesty.

Ying Ziqing looked at Zi Nu Wei Zhuang and Jing Xin Mo, who had suddenly appeared in the backyard.

A faint smile appeared on his face as he casually said:

"It's nothing. I just had a sudden inspiration and made a small breakthrough."

Jingxinmo, a master of flattery, immediately cupped his hands and said:

"Congratulations, Commander, on your further advancement in cultivation."

Zi Nu looked on with suspicion. What small breakthrough? That powerful aura just now could pierce the sky. How could it be just a small breakthrough?

Wei Zhuang's icy expression remained unchanged, but his awe and fervor for Ying Ziqing deepened.

Indeed, only a powerful figure like him deserves Wei Zhuang's patronage.

Ying Ziqing waved his hand, his handsome and otherworldly face remaining calm and composed.

He had only broken through to the mid-stage of the True Spirit Realm. At this point, his strength was merely at the True Spirit Realm level, which, compared to other schools of thought, would only place him at the level of an ancestor. He wasn't invincible.

There's nothing to celebrate.

"Alright, get back to what you were doing. Zi Nu, brew some wine. Wei Zhuang, come play chess with me."

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Inside Xianyang Palace,

Ying Zheng, who was sitting at his desk reviewing bamboo slips, rubbed his tired eyes, got up, and walked outside the palace.

Staring blankly at the endless rows of houses,

At this moment, a soldier dressed in red iron armor appeared before Ying Zheng.

He knelt respectfully on one knee and placed the bamboo slips recording Ying Ziqing's mission to the State of Han in his hands.

Ying Zheng's dignified and resolute face remained expressionless.

He casually picked up the bamboo slips and began to read them.

As Ying Zheng's gaze shifted, a look of shock unconsciously crept onto his face.

After reading the bamboo slips, Ying Zheng's face returned to its expressionless state.

He said calmly, "I already know. You may leave."

The soldier bowed and then disappeared outside the palace at an extremely fast speed.

"As Your Majesty commands."

After the soldier disappeared, a relieved smile appeared on Ying Zheng's face.

"As expected of my son, so young yet so humble and bold. I suppose Lü Buwei has received the news. Once Ziqing returns, I can begin my plans..." Ying Zheng murmured, gazing at the vast sky.

In the Prime Minister's residence, Lü Buwei, who was eating raw fish, learned through the Luo Net that Ying Ziqing had made contributions to Qin. A sinister look appeared on his scheming face.

"I misjudged him back then. I thought this kid was just being foolish and stumbled upon something by accident, but I didn't expect him to be hiding his true abilities. This boy is not as weak as Fusu, and he is not easy to handle..."

Suburbs of Xianyang

Beneath an inconspicuous post station lies a spacious underground chamber.

Inside the secret room, dozens of rogues dressed in black robes and armor, with swords hanging at their waists, were performing their respective duties.

A soldier in red armor suddenly appeared in the underground chamber. His appearance did not attract anyone's attention. He took off his red armor and put on a black hat and armor with the insignia of the Bad Guys.

At the same time, a man in black with spiderweb patterns tattooed on his palms did exactly the same thing as the soldier before, and also changed into the uniform of a member of the Bad Guys.

The man in black looked at the soldier, a slight smile appearing on his otherwise ordinary face.

"Zhang Ze, how did the mission go?"

The soldier nodded slightly and said in a calm tone, "The bamboo slips have been delivered to the King of Qin as requested by the commander-in-chief."

The man in black patted Zhang Ze on the shoulder and said, "Everything is going smoothly on my end too. Can we start the next step of the plan now?"

"The time has not come yet."

A rogue wearing a fanged demon mask spoke calmly from the shadows.

The man in black asked, "When shall we make our move?"

The eyes beneath the fanged demon mask were calm and still, and his tone carried a hint of seriousness.

"The commander-in-chief is a brilliant strategist and will make the arrangements. We only need to hold our swords and wait."

"Understood," the man in black said, bowing.