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

Six months later, in the courtyard,

A slightly mottled, withered leaf fell onto the chessboard on the stone table.

On the chessboard, the black and white pieces fought fiercely, but with the final strike from the black piece, the white dragon showed signs of weakness.

Hou Qing, holding the white piece, examined it carefully before putting it back.

He coughed and said:

"Enough, let's end the battle here for today, General. How about a draw?"

A faint smile appeared on Ying Ziqing's face, but to Hou Qing, it seemed chilling.

He hurriedly waved his hand, trying to calm his tone, "Never mind, Commander-in-Chief's strategy is superb, striking straight at the heart of the enemy, I, Hou, concede defeat."

Ying Ziqing smiled, picked up the exquisite teacup, took a sip of hot tea, and slowly said:

"Hou Qing, aren't you skilled in divination and fortune telling? Why don't you calculate today's fortune?"

Upon hearing this, Hou Qing remembered that he hadn't yet performed his daily divination, so he took out an ancient tortoise shell from his bosom.

He covered the tortoise shell with both hands and shook it three times in each of the four cardinal directions (north, south, east, and west). Then he released his hands and poured out three copper coins.

The copper coins were left to roll freely onto the ground until they stopped.

Hou Qing squatted on the ground, carefully observing the position of the copper coin.

Then he touched his nose and murmured:

"Pink tinged with red, like blood-red peach blossoms..."

Ying Ziqing studied it thoughtfully for a while, but didn't figure anything out. He then said:

"Lord Hou, you have been here for half a year. The time is ripe. I intend to make a move against Wei, and you will be the most important piece of my strategy."

"General, please give your orders. I, Hou, will go through fire and water for the Bad Guys without hesitation," Hou Qing said solemnly.

As a product of the system, Hou Qing's loyalty is naturally beyond question.

"Your mission is to use your late-stage True Spirit cultivation to infiltrate the power struggles within the Wei Kingdom as a guest advisor, and deliver a fatal blow to Wei at crucial moments."

Hou Qing's eyes gleamed with a sharp light; he had already visualized the scene in Ying Ziqing's mind after hearing her description.

Hou Qing stood up, cupped his hands, and said, "Your subordinate will certainly live up to the Commander's expectations!"

Ying Ziqing nodded and took out the twin swords from his spatial storage, handing them to Hou Qing.

"These two swords are called the Male and Female Twin Swords. Although they are not listed in the world's sword manual, their quality is no less than that of the top twenty famous swords in the manual. Alright, make your preparations and set off."

He stood up, and his figure vanished without a trace, as if he had never existed.

Hou Qing stroked the exquisite patterns on the twin swords, glanced at the flute at his waist, and casually tucked it into his robes.

Instead, he wore the red and blue twin swords at his waist.

"Good taste..."

——Dividing——Line——

Within the territory of Wei,

On an unnamed road, Hou Qing, weary from his journey, wiped the dust off his face.

Looking at the empty wilderness around him, where he was all alone, he couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Where am I right now?

He had been traveling day and night for more than ten days without eating, and he had accidentally lost the money he was carrying while traveling.

Moreover, most of his internal energy had been consumed, so Hou Qing sat down against a large tree by the roadside.

After resting for a while, an old man leading more than a dozen goats passed by.

Seeing Hou Qing leaning against a tree, his face covered in dust, the old man kindly walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Child, what's wrong with you?"

Hou Qing asked with a worried look on his face, "Old man, do you know which way Daliang should go?"

“Son, you’re going to Daliang too? You can come with me, old man. I’m going to Daliang to sell these sheep.”

Upon hearing this, Hou Qing appeared beside the old man in a flash and took the rope from the old man's hand.

"Let me do it, old man."

Looking at the enthusiastic Hou Qing, the old man smiled and said, "Kid, you'd better take these carefully, they're my lifeblood."

"Don't worry, old man."

"Baa, baa, baa..."

After Hou Qing led the goats over, the female goats came to Hou Qing's side and rubbed their heads against his robe.

"What~"

…………

In a tavern more than ten miles outside of Daliang,

Hou Qing was pouring wine for the old man. The two sat at a dilapidated table, each with a large bowl of soup noodles and a pot of turbid wine.

"Child, what are you planning to do in Daliang?"

While eating his noodles in large mouthfuls, Hou Qing mumbled, "Go to Daliang and try my luck for wealth and status."

The old man took a sip of wine. “When I was young, I was just like you. I also thought about venturing into the world and making a name for myself in this Warring States period. But in the end, as the old saying goes, a wife, children, and a warm bed are what we ordinary people pursue.”

Hou Qing nodded in agreement and continued slurping the noodles in his bowl.

At this time,

A woman wearing a bamboo hat and a veil covering her face, dressed in a dark red brocade robe, walked in, carrying an exquisite longsword in her hand.

After she came in, she looked around and a hint of disdain flashed in her blinking eyes.

As she watched the waiter approach, she tossed him a gold bean.

He said calmly, "Bring me all the best wine and food you have here."

The waiter looked at the gold beans in his hand, a fawning expression on his face.

"Please come in, sir."

The woman happened to sit at a table not far from Hou Qing.

Her beautiful, large eyes idly surveyed her surroundings. Suddenly, she noticed Hou Qing, even though his robe was covered in dust.

But even sitting there, he still possessed an indescribable air about him.

The two unusual-looking longswords at his waist signified the swordsman's identity.

Wei Ji thought to herself:

"It's much more fun outside of Daliang. You can easily meet a swordsman with outstanding temperament, which is much more interesting than those eunuchs in the palace."

Suddenly, Hou Qing's ears twitched slightly, and he said to the old man in front of him, "Old man, crawl under the table."

"what?"

Suddenly, several dark figures smashed through the wooden window of the tavern.

Seven or eight men in black, each wielding a bronze sword, burst through the window and attacked the bewildered Wei Ji with their long bronze swords.

Seeing this, the old man finally understood Hou Qing's earlier meaning and hurriedly hid under the table.

Wei Ji stared wide-eyed at the approaching bronze sword. She instinctively tried to dodge, but her body stiffened with fear.

He could only watch helplessly as the sword was about to pierce his chest.

At this moment, a red longsword knocked the bronze sword away, and Hou Qing slapped the nearest man in black away with a palm strike.

Then, the red and blue sword shadows in his hand swept out, and a deep, bone-revealing wound appeared on the chests of the four men in black, and they looked like they were about to die.

The remaining three men in black exchanged a glance, then turned and fled the tavern through the wooden window.

Hou Qing did not chase after her, but turned to look at Wei Ji, who was standing there in a daze, and sheathed his long sword.

"Are you alright, young lady?"

With a startled cry, Wei Ji, her face streaked with tears, threw herself into Hou Qing's arms.

Hou Qing was caught off guard by the sudden soft, fragrant, and warm sensation...

P.S.: My new book is out! Fans of Super God Academy should check it out; it's a different style!

(╭??????)╭?《Super God: Starting as the Overlord of Ten Thousand Thunderbolts, Rebuilding the Primordial Heavenly Court》

This book will be updated twice a day after it reaches 200,000 words. Please look forward to it...