Qin Shi Ambitious

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Especially with a face that Mohist disciples dared not question too much, Yan Fei, disguised as Yan Yun, felt that if she wanted to, it would be so simple to destroy this mechanical city, which had been continuously built and strengthened for hundreds of years, from within.

No matter how powerful the mechanical arts are, they cannot target an attack on their own core. Destruction is always easier than infiltration, but infiltration is a prerequisite for destruction.

Unable to force their way into certain special locations within the Mechanized City, Yanfei had already figured out its general internal structure. So, on a clear morning, Lord Dongjun and Yan Yun, who had learned the Yin-Yang Technique, switched identities.

She lived peacefully in the Mo family headquarters for a month without being noticed by the Mo family disciples.

Despite achieving such an outrageous feat, Dongjun did not underestimate the Mechanized City: it would be too risky to let her venture into the Mechanized City again while still using Yan Yun's identity.

Unless invaded from the sky, there are numerous traps and mechanisms on the ground surrounding the city. Yanfei is unwilling to force her way through, as many of these traps are interconnected and pose a deadly threat to her.

Moreover, triggering any mechanism will cause a reaction within the city. With strengthened defenses, a direct assault is even less likely.

The mechanical defenses of the Mechanical City are far more direct than the illusions of the Yin-Yang School headquarters; the two are completely opposite in difficulty.

Entering the Mechanized City uninvited is difficult, but once inside, everything becomes much easier for someone of Yanfei's level.

Anyone with a modicum of ability could easily break into the Yin Yang School headquarters, but once inside, getting out... according to Yan Fei, no one had ever managed to do so.

The three members of the Sun, Moon, and Star Sect may not all be in headquarters, nor may the five elders. In fact, all of them may not be in headquarters at all. But Lord Donghuang and those Yin-Yang illusion techniques unknown to outsiders have always been there!

The main function of marking Yin-Yang techniques is to create marks, and it can also serve as a medium for the release of certain Yin-Yang techniques. It is a type of auxiliary spell that is not easily exposed.

Yan Fei had never inquired about the war in Yan Kingdom. She knew very well that Yan Dan would never build a cage for himself and then crawl into it to die. He would definitely return to the Mechanized City, the place that could finally help him realize his ambitions.

Yan Yun's current activities are not likely to leave any flaws, but once Yan Dan returns to the Mechanized City, everything will have to be done with caution.

Compared to other Yin-Yang techniques that are easily exposed, marking is the most secretive method, capable of quietly planting the seed.

'If I want to challenge the Mechanical City again in the future, one person alone is not enough to face the entire Mohist school.'

'The Grand Master of Fate is too weak...'

Glancing at the respectful High Priest, Yan Fei proudly raised her head, ruling out that option: 'Perhaps we still need to cooperate with my dear sister and that Star Soul.'

'I need to get along well with them from now on.'

The Sun and Moon, each harboring their own ulterior motives, hoped to forge a temporary alliance between the Sun, Moon, and Stars. The only unsuspecting Star had just received the Repentance Secret from the Moon Goddess, hidden deeper within the Yin-Yang Family Library.

This secret technique has never been open to 'outsiders', and the boundary of 'outsiders' includes most disciples of the Yin-Yang School.

He has reached the Star Soul level, and his talent and emotional requirements are sufficient. However, because he has only been in the Yin-Yang School for a short time, he has enough time to study the Suspended Silk Puppet Technique, Qi Gathering into Blades, and Soul Dragon Soaring Technique. This unusual technique has not been discovered yet.

After obtaining the technique, the first requirement is to choose a target to 'wash away hatred'.

Xinghun harbored three main grudges during his time with Gan Luo: the Qin state, which directly killed his entire clan and blindly trusted Luo Wang; Luo Wang, which repeatedly attempted to assassinate him; and the Yin Yang School, which secretly fueled his ambitions and forced him to join.

The degree of hatred among these three groups decreases from high to low. In order to achieve the best effect of the Yin-Yang technique in washing away hatred, he should choose the Qin state as his target.

But Xinghun didn't think much of it and unhesitatingly chose to fuel his hatred for the Yin Yang Clan.

The reason is simple: once the Yin-Yang School has mastered the art of washing away hatred, old grudges will be forgotten. The process of washing away hatred is a process of forgetting, a process of cultivation, not a process of revenge!

Xinghun hopes to exact a bloody revenge on Qin and Luo Wang, not to forget his hatred for them!

The last look in his mother's eyes, hidden by her disheveled hair in the death row as she gazed upon him as he was about to embark on his mission to the State of Zhao, was a memory Gan Luo would never forget.

The seed of a delicate orchid, planted deep within his pupils, now requires him to provide the necessary emotions to nourish its germination and growth...

Everything about the Yin-Yang School became extraordinary in his eyes, and what was most extraordinary was undoubtedly the supreme leader of the Yin-Yang School.

"It's too obvious."

The Moon Goddess appeared silently three zhang behind Xinghun and said calmly, "Leave the Qin Kingdom for a while. I hope you can adjust your behavior when you come back."

"I'm very curious, since the Moon Goddess is already the Right Protector of the Yin-Yang School, what is her purpose in doing this?"

Turning around, Xinghun stared at Yueshen with malice.

“I once gave Lord Xinghun a piece of advice: when you shouldn’t be curious, you should keep quiet.” The Moon Goddess’s long veil fluttered without wind: “You will get what you want, and I will get what I want.”

"What the Moon Goddess desires is also what I desire~"

"Then you should get what's yours first."

She gracefully retreated, her figure slowly disappearing into the darkness: "Your Majesty the Eastern Emperor is all-knowing, Lord Star Soul, please do not do anything to disobey His Majesty the Eastern Emperor."

Sensing that her aura had dissipated, Xinghun took seven or eight steps forward and discovered that an ordinary disciple of the Yin-Yang School was lying unconscious in the shadows.

A sneer appeared on his lips, and without hesitation, he used the Yin-Yang Puppet Technique to turn it into his own puppet...

"I should go out for a while. I'll go to the State of Qi."

"The State of Qi?"

In a side room outside the Xianyang Palace, Zhao Gao, the commander of the Luo Wang (Net of Heaven), fiddled with his fingers, his narrow eyes half-closed: "Is it still difficult to infiltrate there?"

“Apart from the Dazeshan Mountain in the countryside, our people cannot enter other important locations, such as Linzi City.”

"Qi Xiangguo Hou Sheng is a difficult person to deal with who values ​​his own power even more than Guo Kai."

The henchman of the Luo Wang knelt on one knee and bowed his head to report.

"You accepted the gift?"

His hand movements were smooth, and Zhao Gao appeared unmoved by the news.

“We will accept the gifts and will be more considerate in handling matters, but we will not allow the Luowang (a type of military force) to enter Linzi.”

"What a unique prime minister!" Zhao Gao laughed sharply. "If he won't allow it, then let's stop the infiltration for now. How is the situation in the peasant villages now?"

“Farmer Tian Guang is very well hidden. Since Jicheng… our men have been unable to catch him.” The henchman lowered his head even further.

"A wandering swordsman who has roamed the martial world for decades is naturally not easy to deal with," Zhao Gao said dismissively. "But he still has his own hideout, doesn't he?"

The henchman remained silent, but Zhao Gao continued, "What's the latest news about Qiu Chan?"

"Lord Qiu Chan is currently struggling with the internal rebellion of the Farmers against the Gonggong Hall, the strongest of the Six Halls, so he is only asking Xianyang for more aid."

“Sanada Takeshi was able to easily take over the Kuikui Hall, so as a swordsman given an identity by the Luo Wang, he should do even better.”

Zhao Gao looked up and thought for a moment: "Send him some more Earth-level assassins, and have Qiu Chan investigate Tian Guang's whereabouts in Daze Mountain."

"Yes!"

"In addition, the battle situation in Jicheng is going very smoothly for our Great Qin. Let Yanri, the newly arrived Zhengang, and Luanshen go and help out."

"We must also speed up the search for the owners of the Broken Water Sword and the Demon and Monster Swords."

Three top-ranking officials are going to carry out a mission! The henchman was startled, and after Zhao Gao waved his hand, he finished his report and left.

The Six Sword Slaves have been unable to return to their positions for a long time. While the lower levels of the Luo Wang organization are expanding along with the Qin state, for an assassin organization, the upper levels are more decisive.

The Qin state is progressing too smoothly, so smoothly that the value of the Luo Wang (a powerful online network) is constantly decreasing. If this continues, a Qin dynasty might be born before the Luo Wang has accumulated enough strength and eliminated all threats from all corners of the world.

This is not in Luo Wang's interest. The Qin state must be in constant turmoil for Luo Wang to have value to that Qin king and for him to seize the opportunity to act!

Chapter 187 The False Emperor

Despite saying he wanted to live a leisurely life, Lu Wei's daily life was not truly relaxed, except that he no longer needed to spend time traveling back and forth between the two places.

He regularly reviewed martial arts techniques, handled affairs of the main hall, spent time with his relatives in the back courtyard, and even regularly replied to letters from trusted confidants in the branch halls every month.

Aside from managing a population of only 30,000 and not having the title of monarch, the Hall Master felt that he was doing no different things from a monarch.

Whenever he wanted to push the development of the organization a little harder, he had no personal time left. After being busy for a while, Lu Wei sometimes even felt that such a hard life was not as enjoyable as being an ordinary wandering knight, roaming freely in the martial world.

But he only complained a couple of times; he still clung tightly to the power in his hands, and ordinary wandering knights were even more powerless to do as they pleased.

As the leader of the Gonggong Hall, his meager power has brought him a material life that most wandering knights could not imagine, as well as the spiritual satisfaction of being fawned over by thousands. Anyone who wants to obtain these things should rightfully pay an equivalent price.

If one truly intends to live a life of idleness and complacency, the consequences of such behavior will become apparent in the future.

On this day, a light autumn rain was falling. After Lu Wei finished handling the arrangements for the emergency harvesting of crops in the continuous rain, Peng Yue, who was waiting outside the main hall, rang the bronze bell and walked in carrying a wooden box.

"Master, a young man in Hanlu Town injured more than a dozen of our disciples and easily defeated Steward Yan Bing."

"He claimed to be an old friend of the hall master and had brought him a gift."

Peng Yue's status in the peasant family has not been promoted in the past few months, but his direct superior is Li Zuoche, and his duty is to guard the hall master's hall. He often meets with the hall master and has been regarded as a confidant.

With all the groundwork laid, he was just waiting for the right opportunity to rise, and he was confident that he would be given greater responsibility.

"Young man? My old friend?"

I picked up the small box from a distance; it felt very light and empty.

Without rashly opening the wooden box in the main hall, Lu Wei had already guessed the visitor's identity from a few keywords: he had many old friends, but there should only be one childhood friend.

Yan Bing's strength was not weak. In addition, he had been born with superhuman strength since childhood, and the martial arts he cultivated later were also based on strength. Anyone who could defeat him easily must be a master of the martial arts world. This deduction confirmed Lu Wei's guess: the visitor was Gan Luo.

Or you can just call him by his current name: Xinghun!

The master of the hall dares not underestimate the box belonging to the Yin-Yang School.

After instructing Peng Yue to step back, he continued to use his inner energy to lightly support the wooden box, then used his lightness skill to reach a secluded, dense forest. He threw the box directly, shattering it from a distance with his inner force, revealing the small object inside...

“This is…” Picking up the fallen item, Lu Wei smiled slightly and shook his head.

In fact, once he guessed Xinghun's identity, he could have gone directly to him without touching the box, but that would have put Hall Master Lu at a disadvantage in terms of momentum before their conversation even began, which would have hindered the progress of the discussion.

He carefully examined the object using a detection method taught by the Moon Goddess, confirming the Yin-Yang energy within. After discovering no hidden poisonous or forbidden techniques, he held it in his palm and moved it to Hanlu Town, which was being reported to Peng Yue.

The fact that Hanlu Town is named after one of the twenty-four solar terms speaks volumes about its importance.

This large town is the only way to enter Dazeshan from the main road in the northwest. It can be said that entering Hanlu Town is like entering farmland, and leaving Hanlu Town is like leaving Dazeshan.

As the gateway town, Hanlu Town is usually bustling, but today, the atmosphere is filled with a somber and desolate feeling.

In an unremarkable little tavern, the young man in brocade robes glanced disdainfully at the peasant disciples who had surrounded him from a distance, his contemptuous attitude made no attempt to hide it.

Yan Bing, supporting his shoulder which had just been set, rationally controlled the situation to prevent further conflict.

He was not usually short-tempered, especially since his brother Yan Shen had specifically told Yan Bing to think things through before acting when he went south on a mission a few months ago. He had not forgotten those words.

"The sect leader has arrived!"

The peasant disciples on the periphery made a ruckus for a while, then immediately quieted down, which made Xinghun, who had taken off his Yin-Yang School clothes and dressed up as a nobleman in the center of attention, look at him with a higher regard.

The crowd parted to make way for Lu Wei as he entered the tavern, his gaze barely brushing past Xing Hun.

He first checked Yan Bing's injuries and, after confirming that he was alright, quietly instructed him to leave with his disciples.

Yan Bing nodded and accepted the order. Under his command, the disciples of the Farmer Clan orderly evacuated the tavern. Xing Hun, who recognized the person as his target, was not in a hurry. He revealed a strange smile and waited for the unrelated person to leave.

The tavern's wooden door closed automatically after the last disciple left.