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

The door slowly opened.

Sitting cross-legged in the center, Ying Ziqing opened his dark eyes, looked at the tiptoeing Yan Fei, and said calmly:

"Consort Yan, what business do you have with me?"

A hint of hesitation appeared on Yan Fei's dignified and delicate face as she bit her lip and said:

"General, could you take me to see the legendary Fusang Divine Tree of Mount Shu?"

"Oh? This thing is very important to you?" Ying Ziqing raised an eyebrow.

"It can help me cultivate. General, could you give it to me? I am willing to exchange it for the elixirs and miraculous medicines refined by the Yin-Yang School."

Next second,

Consort Yan took out several white porcelain bottles from her bosom and said one by one:

"This is a Breakthrough Pill, which can help a master of the Innate Realm break through a minor realm. This is a Nourishing Spirit Pill, which can accelerate the recovery of internal energy after consumption. This is..."

"Yanfei, did you really intend to trade this Fusang Divine Wood with me from the beginning?" Ying Ziqing asked, staring at Yanfei without looking at the pills.

Yan Fei's heart skipped a beat, then she put on an innocent expression.

"Of course, Commander, why would I send someone to steal the Fusang Sacred Tree?"

Ying Ziqing stared into Yan Fei's eyes, unsure of what to say, only managing to remark that she was somewhat clever, but not much.

The next moment his face turned cold, and he looked at Yan Fei indifferently, his dark eyes filled with pressure.

"Stop pretending. I've already blocked your attempts to contact the Yin Yang Clan. No one from the Yin Yang Clan will come."

Ying Ziqing stood up and slowly walked to Yan Fei. The pressure of the Divine Firmament Realm suppressed Yan Fei's movements from all directions.

"And you, have you thought about the price for deceiving this great man..."

Ying Ziqing's fingertips traced across Yan Fei's flustered face.

A flash of light appeared in his hand, and a white voodoo doll materialized. Ying Ziqing placed his finger on Yan Fei's chest.

A drop of bright red blood seeped out from Yan Fei's body, slowly condensing into a blood bead in the air.

With a flick of her finger, the drop of Yanfei's essence blood landed on the white voodoo doll.

Then, Yanfei felt that she suddenly had some kind of connection with the voodoo doll in front of her.

She asked in horror:

"You, what did you do to me?"

Ying Ziqing did not answer Yan Fei, but instead grabbed the voodoo doll by the neck.

Suddenly, a feeling of suffocation surged into Yanfei's brain, as if someone were choking her.

Looking at the voodoo doll in Ying Ziqing's hand, Yan Fei seemed to understand something.

His eyes were filled with despair.

Ying Ziqing stroked her cheek and said softly:

"You've simply changed your controller. Didn't Donghuang Taiyi tell you that it planted a soul curse within you?"

"What?! How is this possible?!" Yan Fei's eyes were filled with disbelief. She couldn't believe that her kind master would secretly cast such a vicious spell as a soul curse on her.

Once the Soul Curse is unleashed, the cursed person will be completely at the mercy of the caster, becoming a mindless puppet.

A golden flame ignited at Ying Ziqing's fingertip, and he touched Yan Fei's forehead with his finger.

Under the scorching heat of the golden flames, the faint mark on Yan Fei's forehead was completely burned away.

At this moment, deep within the Yin-Yang School, Donghuang Taiyi suddenly opened his golden vertical pupils.

"Someone... has broken my soul curse... Yan Fei..."

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at this point,

Seeing the distraught Yan Fei, Ying Ziqing, adhering to the principle of comforting his subordinate, then...

An hour later,

Ying Ziqing got up and left the bed, leaving behind the exhausted Yan Fei, who was sobbing softly.

For some reason, Ying Ziqing found that after cultivating with Yan Fei, his refinement of the Yan Authority had made further progress.

After leaving the house, the system notification sounded again:

"You have conquered Dongjun Yanfei both physically and mentally, and are rewarded with 1 fishing opportunity."

Ying Ziqing pursed his lips, no longer interested in the number of fishing trips on either side this time.

But something is better than nothing; you might catch something good while fishing alone.

He had a sudden thought, and the system's mechanical voice sounded again:

"You have obtained a blueprint for the mechanical giant lion, which has been stored in the system space."

A glint of light flashed in Ying Ziqing's eyes as she examined the description of the mechanical giant lion:

【Mechanical Giant Lion】:

It is about three meters tall and five meters long. It is made of ironwood and bronze. One person can drive it. It is equipped with a heavy crossbow on its back and its limbs are armed with fine iron claws. It is relatively inexpensive and can be mass-produced.

Looking at the simulated mechanical giant lion, which resembled the mechanical white tiger, one of the four divine beasts of the Mohist school,

Ying Ziqing realized that if an army composed entirely of mechanical giant lions could be established, then almost no one in the seven kingdoms could withstand the onslaught of the mechanical giant beast legion.

It seems necessary to visit the Gongshu clan, who possess the domineering mechanical arts, beforehand.

Ying Ziqing immediately ordered the three women to pack their belongings and prepare to leave.

before leaving,

Ying Ziqing traded for the Grand Elder and planted the Heart-Eating Gu in him.

He ordered someone to form a special mining team to collect the mysterious crystals from the Yu Yuan Cave.

Five days later,

The three women returned to Xianyang City, while Ying Ziqing, carrying the location information gathered by the Bad People, arrived at the Gongshu clan's headquarters.

This headquarters was hidden in an extremely secluded mountain ravine outside Xianyang City.

Thousands of artisans from the Gongshu clan live here, and the area boasts a wide variety of ingenious mechanical products and production lines.

High above, looking at this mechanical creation that seemed somewhat out of place in this world of high martial arts, Ying Ziqing smiled.

He raised his hand and put on the scarlet Shura mask, then his figure flashed past and appeared directly in the mechanical world below.

next moment,

The entire camp seemed to freeze in place. Ying Ziqing's immense pressure spread out, and all the craftsmen stood still.

Then, with a thought from Ying Ziqing, those people regained their ability to move, but because of Ying Ziqing's previous overwhelming pressure, no one dared to make a rash move.

Ying Ziqing placed one hand on the Greedy Wolf sword at his waist, glanced around indifferently, and said:

Where is the leader of the Gongshu clan?

At this moment, a bald old man wearing a purple robe, whose left arm had been replaced by a mechanical claw, walked out from inside the camp.

Upon seeing Ying Ziqing's attire, a hint of shock flashed in the old man's eyes, but he quickly cupped his hands in a fist salute and said:

"The Gongshu clan, Gongshu Chou, pays respects to Lord Bad Commander."

Ying Ziqing's lips curled up beneath the mask.

"Oh? You recognize me?"

"The might of the General is known to everyone in Qin. How could I not know? I just wonder what our Gongshu clan needs to do now that the General is here in person?"

"Gongshu Chou, I've come to give you an opportunity, a chance for the Gongshu family to surpass the Mo family..."