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

"You have obtained... the Three Thousand Inner Courts of the Heavenly Treasury Star, which can be summoned at any time..."

A burst of golden light shot out from Ying Ziqing's face, which had gradually become numb due to missing her target.

The corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

"Hehe, Master, I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

Ying Ziqing, regaining her composure, glanced at Yan Lingji beside her.

Yes, I'm sleeping soundly.

Then his figure vanished from the room like a ghost.

Just seconds after he disappeared,

Yan Lingji opened her sleepy eyes, pouted, and mumbled something:

"The scent is gone again, so he's gone to find other women again, hmph..."

Yan Lingji was born with an exceptional sensitivity to auras, and Ying Ziqing's aura was the most familiar to her.

So whenever Ying Ziqing went out, she could always sense it.

However, Yan Lingji misunderstood one thing:

Ying Ziqing went out not to see a woman, but to see a man.

(Yan Ling Ji: !!!)

On the rooftop pavilion of Zilan Pavilion, Ying Ziqing, draped in a black and gold robe, stared at the empty space before him, seemingly talking to himself:

"Tianzang Star Sanqianyuan, this general has been waiting for you for a long time."

As Ying Ziqing's indifferent voice fell, a white light suddenly flashed.

A young man dressed as a waiter, with an unremarkable face, suddenly knelt down, clasped his hands in a fist and said in a deep voice:

"Tianzang Star Sanqianyuan greets the Commander."

"Get up, I have something to tell you."

"Yes, Commander."

Sanzenin rose and stood before Ying Ziqing with her head bowed.

Ying Ziqing glanced at Sanzenin's unremarkable attire and asked calmly:

"What would it take to achieve a disguise technique that is almost identical to the original owner?"

"Reporting to the commander, in order to achieve a level of realism that is indistinguishable from the real thing, I must stay by the original owner's side for about two months. One month will be spent imitating the person's appearance, mannerisms, and speech, and studying their personality traits. The other month will be spent repeatedly observing the original owner's appearance in order to create the human skin mask."

After listening, Ying Ziqing nodded slightly and touched her chin.

After a moment's thought, Ying Ziqing spoke:

"Tian Zang Xing, I have a very important task for you to complete."

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After listening, Sanzenin said solemnly:

"Your subordinate will certainly live up to your mission and will do your utmost to complete the commander's task."

Ying Ziqing waved his hand casually and said:

"Go ahead, but if things don't work out, come back."

"Yes, Commander."

Then, Sanzenin's figure suddenly vanished as if teleported.

Ying Ziqing glanced in the direction the Three Thousand Institution had left, and smiled slightly.

"Peak of the Innate Realm cultivation level. I never expected that Tian Cangxing would not only be proficient in disguise but also possess such impressive cultivation..."

Ying Ziqing glanced at the city of Xinzheng shrouded in night, then casually tossed it aside.

Under the moonlight, a perfectly round black chess piece was tossed into the vast city of Xinzheng...

——A dividing line that hasn't appeared in a long time——

Han Fei's residence

Han Fei straightened his clothes, boarded the prepared carriage, and headed towards the Xinzheng Prison.

He planned to take advantage of the night when everyone was most relaxed to interrogate the two detained princes.

Right after Han Fei left,

Two almost imperceptible figures swiftly passed through the mansion gate and entered, without attracting the attention of the guards at the entrance.

Because Han Fei preferred quiet, there were very few servants in his residence, and since it was late at night, most of them had already gone to rest except for the guards on duty.

The two figures, Black and White Impermanence, stood on the roof of the inner courtyard, looking down over the entire young master's mansion.

Bai Wuchang pointed to one of the houses and said in a sweet voice:

“Brother, I sensed a sharp aura surrounding that room.”

Chang Haoling narrowed his eyes slightly.

"That should be where the Reverse Scale Sword is hidden. Let's go down and take a look."

The two leaped down and quietly arrived at the doorway, sensing the sharp sword intent flowing around them.

Chang Haoling glanced at Chang Xuanling, who understood immediately. They took hands and struck out with their palms at the same time.

The combined power of two peak mid-stage Innate Realm experts shattered the previously set up sword intent protective array.

Chang Haoling pushed open the door. The only thing in the room was an ancient sword box on a table, from which a faint chill emanated.

Chang Haoling glanced at Chang Xuanling, who focused intently on the sword box, ready to act immediately should anything unexpected happen.

Chang Haoling did not use her hands to open the sword box directly, but instead threw a hidden dart and pushed open the lid of the sword box.

A long sword with an ancient design and its blade broken into several pieces appeared before the two.

Black mist swirled between the fragments of the sword blade, making it appear extremely eerie.

Seeing nothing unusual, Chang Haoling looked at the strange sword and confirmed that this was the Reverse Scale Sword that the commander-in-chief was looking for.

He closed the lid of the sword case, wrapped it in a black cloth, nodded to Chang Xuanling, and the two of them instantly disappeared from the mansion.

The two figures moved like shadows across the rooftops of houses in Xinzheng City, and soon appeared on the rooftop of Zilan Pavilion.

Looking at that tall and slender figure in the moonlight,

The two knelt on one knee at the same time, clasped their hands in a fist and said:

"Black and White Impermanence greet you, Commander-in-Chief. I have not failed in my mission."

Chang Haoling bowed his head and respectfully presented the sword box wrapped in black cloth with both hands.

Dressed in black robes, Ying Ziqing did not turn around, but smiled faintly.

"You've done well. Come out, Reverse Scale Sword Spirit, I'm right here."

At this moment, endless black energy surged from the sword scabbard.

Upon seeing this, Chang Haoling hurriedly threw the sword box aside.

However, the sword box that was thrown out was held aloft by the black mist.

Suddenly, the world seemed to lose its color, leaving only a silent gray.

A man, his eyes obscured by black satin and his entire body covered in dark gold armor, appeared in mid-air.

He held the strange and unpredictable Reverse Scale Sword in his hand.

The two, Black and White Impermanence, felt the overwhelming internal force of the other and stood guard in front of Ying Ziqing.

Ying Ziqing casually waved her hand, signaling the two to step aside.

Black and White Wuchang darted to the side, ready to be summoned by the commander at any moment.

Ying Ziqing walked up to the Reverse Scale Sword Spirit, her brows furrowed, her voice as cold as the Yellow Springs of the Netherworld.

"Knowing that you've found the mastermind behind it all, it seems you still have some self-awareness."

By the way, I don't like looking up to others.

So, kneel down!

Ying Ziqing's words were like an imperial edict.

The world, which was originally covered in gray, suddenly turned into a dazzling crimson gold.

The spirit of the Reverse Scale Sword seemed to be rejected by the world.

Under the glow of crimson gold,

His knees seemed to move out of his control, and he gradually knelt down on the ground.

The Reverse Scale Sword, which served as the vessel, was completely pressed against the stone slab and could not move at all.

For the first time, a look of astonishment appeared on the face of the Reverse Scale Sword Spirit.

Ying Ziqing walked up to the sword spirit and looked down at it.

His crimson-gold eyes seemed to contain endless domineering power and majesty.

He said indifferently:

"This general will give you two choices..."

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