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

In the well-arranged courtyard,

Yan Lingji was sprinkling fish food into the artificial lake little by little, which attracted more than a dozen koi to leap and swim on the surface of the water.

Dressed in a white robe, Ying Ziqing stood behind Yan Lingji with his hands behind his back, watching her adorable antics as she fed the fish with a smile.

"It's nice to relax like this once in a while."

At this moment, Jingxinmo, who was the head steward, walked towards Ying Ziqing with small, clattering steps.

Looking at Ying Ziqing, whose eyes were slightly closed, Jing Xinmo hesitated for a moment and did not report immediately, but stood there quietly waiting.

After a moment, Ying Ziqing slowly opened her eyes and said calmly:

What do you need to report?

"General, Lü Buwei is hosting a grand banquet tomorrow, and most of the officials in Xianyang will be attending, but..."

Mirror Heart Demon paused for a moment, then presented the gilded bamboo scroll with both hands.

"The steward of the Lü family also sent you an invitation."

Ying Ziqing took the bamboo slip with interest, glanced at it casually, and then wore a cryptic smile.

"It seems that Lü Buwei really wants to see me. Very well, I will go and keep the Prime Minister company."

Jingxin's eyes darted around, and a sinister smile appeared on her face.

He cupped his hands and said, "General, there are already many spies planted in the Prime Minister's residence. As long as you give the order, they will find an opportunity to kill Lü Buwei."

It can only be said that Want Want is indeed the little devil; when it comes to scheming and trickery, no one among the thirty-six stars of the Bad Guys can surpass him.

But Ying Ziqing said calmly:

"Now is not the time. If we deal with Lü Buwei now, how can I cooperate with Ying Zheng? Moreover, my target is not only Lü Buwei, but also Lao Ai, Zhao Ji, and other malignant tumors that affect the Qin state."

The Mirror Demon suddenly realized his mistake, and his face once again wore a fawning smile.

"The commander-in-chief is a man of great foresight and strategic thinking, truly beyond the comprehension of a petty person like myself."

Ying Ziqing remained silent, but she clearly enjoyed Jing Xinmo's flattery.

After all, who doesn't like a subordinate who knows how to talk?

"Mirror Heart Demon, go and find out which palace Ying Zheng is in tonight. I'll go talk to him about cooperation tonight."

"Yes, Commander."

Mirror Heart Demon carefully took out the tortoise shell from his pocket and shook out a few copper coins inside.

With his eyes closed, he wrote something on the tortoise shell with his right hand, then threw in a copper coin and began to shake it. At a certain moment, the coin suddenly fell out.

Looking at the arrangement of the copper coins, Mirror Heart Demon already had the answer in his heart.

That's right, what Ying Ziqing meant by "checking" was to have Jing Xinmo divine in advance where Ying Zheng would be tonight. After all, when it comes to divination, well, Jing Xinmo, who could even kill Gangzi, is quite professional.

Mirror Heart Demon put away his divination tools and cupped his hands in greeting:

"General, my divination shows that Ying Zheng will be at Xuanwu Palace at midnight tonight."

Ying Ziqing couldn't help but feel a hint of surprise in her eyes at how quickly the Mirror Heart Demon could perform divination.

He said with a slightly teasing tone, "If I, the general, leave empty-handed, I will definitely charge you with deceiving the emperor."

Mirror Heart Demon rubbed his hands together and chuckled:

"You can rest assured, General. I once predicted your demise..."

Jingxinmo suddenly shut his mouth, a embarrassed smile appearing on his face.

Ying Ziqing shook his head and chuckled, then scolded, "Get lost, go and sift through the intelligence for this commander."

The Mirror Demon hurriedly took small, quick steps and left.

As I walked, I thought to myself: Thank goodness, I almost let it slip.

—Divider line passing by

into the night,

Inside the Zhangtai Palace, Ying Zheng was reviewing memorials from various regions.

At this moment, Gai Nie, dressed in white and carrying a long sword, walked in.

He glanced at the weight beside him, cupped his hands, and said in a deep voice:

"Your Majesty, we have received enough memorials for today. It is time to rest."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng put down the bamboo slip in his hand and drank the tea placed on the table in one gulp.

He got up and straightened his royal robes.

"Tonight I will stay at the Xuanwu Palace."

Looking at the bamboo slips that were almost piled up like a small mountain, Gai Nie couldn't help but admire Ying Zheng even more. He had never seen such a diligent ruler.

Ying Zheng did not summon a carriage, but instead walked towards Xuanwu Palace with Gai Nie.

Along the way, the black-armored swordsmen guarding both sides of the palace road all knelt down and paid their respects when they saw Ying Zheng.

Until they entered the Xuanwu Palace,

The palace was deserted; the imperial guards and eunuchs were nowhere to be seen, and no candles were lit inside.

Sensing something amiss, Gai Nie stepped forward, holding the Rainbow Abyss Sword before him, and said in a deep voice:

"Your Majesty, this place is strange and we should not stay here for long."

Ying Zheng also sensed something was wrong. Just as the two were about to leave, the heavy palace gates of Xuanwu Palace slammed shut.

Suddenly, a tall figure wearing black armor and a golden iron hat appeared on the steps ahead.

In an instant, a terrifying aura that seemed to overwhelm the heavens swept over.

Both Gai Nie and Ying Zheng turned pale. Gai Nie drew his Rainbow Abyss Sword and struck the ground with it, creating a protective circle that could barely withstand the force of the attack.

The figure turned around.

His crimson golden eyes, peering through the scarlet Shura mask, revealed an indifference and domineering aura.

A hoarse, deep voice rang out, as if it came from the depths of hell.

"The world's number one swordsman is not as weak as he seems."

Despite the mockery, Gai Nie remained unfazed, focusing all his attention on dealing with the sudden attack from the mysterious man before him.

Ying Zheng glanced at Gai Nie and saw that Gai Nie, who was already at the late stage of the Innate Realm, was struggling so much against this mysterious person. He couldn't help but wonder if this mysterious person was an old monster from some sect above the Innate Realm.

Although Ying Zheng's face was somewhat pale, he still calmly spoke:

"May I ask what brings you to my palace so late at night?"

"hehe…"

The next moment,

Ying Ziqing suddenly appeared in front of Gai Nie and Ying Zheng.

Gai Nie's face showed deep shock. Being approached by such a dangerous person, he did not hesitate at all. He suddenly thrust the unsheathed Rainbow Abyss Sword towards his vital point.

The situation was critical, and he knew that only by striking first could he possibly gain a chance of survival against this person.

The next second, something happened that surprised and even terrified Gai Nie.

The person in front of him caught the Rainbow Abyss Sword, which was imbued with sword intent, with just two fingers.

Gai Nie tried to pull the Rainbow Abyss Sword back, but found that even with his late-stage innate internal energy fully unleashed, he couldn't make the Rainbow Abyss Sword leave his grasp.

Wearing a mask, Ying Ziqing said with a hint of disdain:

"Tsk tsk, it seems you are far inferior to your junior brother. Only Rainbow Abyss is a little more capable of building than Shark Tooth, but it can't escape the fate of shattering."

He then exerted sudden force, flinging Gai Nie and the Rainbow Abyss Sword away. Gai Nie's body slammed heavily against the wall.

Gai Nie, whose internal organs had been severely damaged, had crimson blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

But he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve.

He gritted his teeth and stood up, staring at Ying Ziqing's terrifying scarlet mask with a gloomy expression.

He asked word by word:

"What...what happened to Xiao Zhuang?!"

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