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

At this moment, the spirit of the Reverse Scale Sword was filled with shock and fear.

As a peculiar entity residing within the Reverse Scale Sword, it is virtually immortal; as long as the Reverse Scale Sword remains intact, it will not die.

Moreover, as the most powerful of all the previous hosts of the Reverse Scale Sword, its late-stage Innate Realm cultivation did not disappear upon becoming a sword spirit; on the contrary, it improved even further.

Even so, it was still humiliated in every way by the terrifying man in front of it, and was forced to kneel on the ground by that terrifying power. At this moment, the sword spirit was filled with grief and indignation.

Ying Ziqing stared calmly at the Reverse Scale Sword Spirit, who was forced to bow down to her.

"I'll give you two choices..."

Before she could finish speaking, Ying Ziqing stopped, her crimson-gold eyes narrowing slightly.

Then a hint of helplessness flashed across his face, and he shook his head, saying:

"Forget it, the weak have no right to choose their fate. Black and White Impermanence, absorb it."

"Thank you for the reward, Commander."

The Black and White Impermanence respectfully called out,

A sickly flush appeared on both of their faces.

The two appeared behind the sword spirit in a flash, and slapped the sword spirit with both palms.

Although the spirit of the Reverse Scale Sword sensed something was wrong and tried to struggle, it found itself powerless to mobilize any power at all, and even the connection between itself and the Reverse Scale Sword became barely perceptible.

Feeling its internal energy constantly dissipating, the sword spirit let out a painful scream.

"No! No! No! My inner strength... I'm willing to submit, willing to submit!!... I also know the secret of the Reverse Scale Sword... No!!!"

No matter how much the sword spirit pleaded, it couldn't slow down the loss of its inner energy. As the inner energy dissipated, the sword spirit's body gradually became illusory until it disappeared completely. Until it vanished entirely, Ying Ziqing didn't even glance at it once. Ying Ziqing wasn't very interested in the secrets of the Reverse Scale Sword; it was just a broken sword.

Without its spirit, the Reverse Scale Sword lay on the ground like an ordinary broken sword.

After absorbing the immense internal energy of the Reverse Scale Sword Spirit, the aura of the Black and White Impermanence suddenly intensified.

He has clearly broken through to the late stage of the Innate Realm.

Ying Ziqing remained calm. Hei Bai Wuchang was already a top-tier mid-stage Innate Realm martial artist. With the absorption of a sword spirit that had been immersed in the late-stage Innate Realm for many years, breaking through to the next realm was only to be expected.

After completing their breakthrough, the brother and sister respectfully bowed and clasped their hands in greeting:

"Thank you for your kindness, Commander. My brother and I will certainly live up to your expectations."

Ying Ziqing smiled faintly, clearly pleased to have gained two more late-stage Innate Realm subordinates.

"You may leave now. Take good care of your cultivation levels. If anything comes up, I will send someone to find you."

"Yes, Commander."

Ying Ziqing walked up to the broken sword, Ni Lin.

With a wave of his hand, the Reverse Scale Sword was stored in the system space.

Ying Ziqing looked up at the moonlight.

The night is still long, so let's go for a stroll in Zi Nu's house.

Ying Ziqing thought to herself.

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In the Xinzheng Prison,

Han Fei calmly looked at Kunquan Jun, whose pretense was almost crumbling, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He wasn't going to press on, but rather to leave him hanging for a night to completely break down his psychological defenses.

Only in this way can Kunquan Jun act as a witness for identification with a do-or-die attitude.

Han Fei rose leisurely and, before leaving the dungeon, instructed the jailer beside him:

"Keep a close watch on him tonight and do not give him anything to eat."

"Here."

Just after Han Fei disappeared into the dungeon, the jailer turned around and went to a crack in the dungeon wall, where he furtively put the information about Han Fei interrogating Kun Quan Jun into it.

Not long after, a crow flew in through the crack in the iron window, took out the note, and flew out again.

The black crow flew to the hand of Mo Ya, who was dressed in a black robe, and its body turned into black feathers and disappeared, leaving only the note behind.

Before long, Mo Ya presented the note to Ji Wuye on his desk.

Ji Wuye snorted coldly, "That brat Han Fei is truly courting death. Mo Ya, you did a good job on this."

"It is Mo Ya's duty to share the general's burdens." Mo Ya looked at Ji Wuye with a respectful expression, his eyes seemingly filled with a devout light.

Ji Wuye was quite satisfied with Mo Ya's reaction. He stroked his stubble-covered chin and said in a gloomy tone:

"Mo Ya, Young Master Han Fei and his two uncles have repeatedly obstructed the ghost soldiers, enraging them and causing them to be cast into the underworld. You know what to do, right?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Ya immediately knelt on one knee, cupped his hands, and said in a deep voice:

"Mo Ya understands that everything was done by the ghost soldiers."

Ji Wuye nodded in satisfaction, then continued drinking his wine.

Meanwhile, Mo Ya wisely transformed into black mist and left the general's mansion.

On the only route Han Fei could take back to his residence,

Standing atop the roof, Mo Ya glanced at the wooden plaque bearing the mark of the Bad Commander in his hand, bearing the character "Slay."

As the carriage gradually approached from afar,

He muttered, "Since you are the person the commander-in-chief specifically ordered to be killed, I cannot let you live today."

He then wrapped his face with a wet black cloth and took out a can of purple powder from his pocket, scattering it into the air.

Meanwhile, Han Fei, sitting in the carriage, was still pondering his next plan.

"Kun Quan Jun's testimony alone is not enough to prove anything. Only if I can find the hiding place of the 100,000 taels of military pay will Ji Wuye be able to return what he has taken..."

at this time,

The carriage seemed to have suddenly lost control.

It veered off course and crashed into the wall to the side. Fortunately, Han Fei's carriage was still sturdy enough that he managed to climb out of the carriage covered in dust.

Looking up, he discovered that a faint green light had suddenly appeared in the distance, and a dark mass of ghost soldiers riding skeletal horses were staring at him, glowing with green light.

Han Fei stared at the terrifying scene before him. Although a great fear rose in his heart, his mind forced him to stay clear. The mastermind behind the Ghost Soldier Robbery was Ji Wuye. There were no ghost soldiers in this world.

However, seeing this bizarre scene with his own eyes, Han Fei couldn't help but feel apprehensive.

He mustered his courage and shouted in the direction of the ghost soldiers:

"Stop playing tricks. I know these are all illusions. I know you are Ji Wuye's man, but I think we can make a deal. I am Han Fei, the Ninth Prince."

However, the concealed Black Raven remained unmoved.

Seeing that there was no response from the other side, Han Fei became slightly flustered.

Without any martial arts skills, he could be easily killed by any assassin.

For a time, he could only entrust his life to the mysterious swordsman who always appeared when his life was in danger.

What he didn't know was that the mysterious swordsman had already had his power drained and vanished into the world.

A ruthless glint appeared on Mo Ya's devilish face as he thrust the chain with sharp barbs toward Han Fei.

"Die, Han Fei!"

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