Chapter 217: This Low-End Match, Steady Win!

Will the First Sequence Heir of the Ying Clan also participate in the Revival Society?

He remembered, the Revival Society's primary requirement.

Is to overthrow the Nine Surnames of Yu Summer!

Qin Shi's eyes flashed, thinking divergent.

"Old Ying, reconciliation, let's not discuss it.

I am merely a disciple of the Nanhuang Dojo, not the one who truly calls the shots.

Furthermore, my Second Senior Brother's life, how could Ying Qi alone be enough."

Ying Huang corrected:

"Not just Ying Qi, there are also seventy-seven direct lineage disciples."

Qin Shi said very seriously:

"Still not enough. Those of the Ying Clan who participated in that matter should originally pay with their lives for Shen Shixiong. This is called only natural.

Moreover, Old Ying, you know, right in the Central City, the Nanhuang Dojo still has a blood debt outstanding."

Ying Huang said expressionlessly:

"Ying Lin is a direct descendant of the Ying Clan, and also the last sole seedling of his branch.

If he dies in Hengzhou, the Ying Clan's face will look very bad.

I can promise you, Qin Classmate, Ying Lin will receive a fair trial by the Dongxia Constitution.

For example, he will go to court, then plead guilty, sentenced to imprisonment."

Letting a Ying Clan direct descendant, before the masses, accept legal sanction.

This is indeed very sincere.

From the first thousand years of New Dongxia, the Nine Surnames arose in response to the times.

For countless citizens, they are filled with mystery and authority, as if some sacred and inviolable great incarnation.

Even experiencing several great upheavals, also suffering several great challenges, yet never harming the root.

The four words "sharing the nation's fate" that Ying Huang just spoke, there is nothing wrong with them.

"Zhang Qianbei would not agree."

Qin Shi still shook his head.

Must say, this Ying Clan First Sequence Heir, indeed possesses extraordinary talent.

During the conversation making one feel like basking in a spring breeze, extremely comfortable, very hard to give rise to disgust.

"No matter, I still say the same, the Nanhuang Dojo will soon see my sincerity."

Ying Huang slightly raised his chin, handsome face full of confidence.

"Qin Classmate, compared to that Nanhuang Dojo Master, I care more about your thoughts."

Qin Shi suppressed the subconscious thought of wanting to retreat, he always felt this Ying Clan First Sequence Heir's goodwill was a bit inexplicable.

He maintained distance and said flatly:

"If the Ying Clan truly holds sincerity for reconciliation, might as well go to the Taian Metropolitan Area, directly find Zhang Qianbei.

Old Ying ah, you insist on staring at me, dare not enter the Nanhuang Dojo's door, could it be you fear being blasted out, or even... beaten half to death?"

Ying Huang's handsome face twitched, this kid's perception is quite sharp.

"Zhang Qianbei's temper, I have heard a little. Before this grievance ends, I'd better not obstruct Qianbei's Fa Eye, lest I add trouble."

Qin Shi chuckled, Old Zhang looking at the end of his days, decrepit, but once provoked like thunder crashing, destroying heaven and earth.

Heard Fish Senior Sister say, back then at the Song Gu He Bian Zhuang Yuan, Old Zhang killed until corpses filled the fields, then drove the Divine Machine, transferred to the Central City, nearly leveling the Education Bureau Building.

He dares say, Ying Clan disciples daring to set foot in the Nanhuang Dojo, breaking legs counts as light.

"Hope next time we meet, we can sit down and have a drink."

Ying Huang also didn't drag his feet, he smiled slightly at Qin Shi, then left chicly.

At the corridor's end, Old Li hidden in the dark place, raised hand wiped forehead sweat, followed Ying Huang's footsteps:

"Shou Er Ye, how did the talk go?"

Ying Huang hands behind back, said lightly:

"Same as I guessed. He is a person not easily persuaded, also not easily shaken."

Old Li frowned:

"So unwilling to accept the Ying Clan's reconciliation intention?"

Ying Huang shrugged shoulders, as if not caring, instead asked:

"Old Li, you seem a bit like facing a great enemy? What's wrong?"

The close-following old steward said deeply:

"The Nanhuang Dojo, indeed has experts like clouds. Shou Er Ye, when you were talking with Qin Shi, I sensed a very terrifying mental wave."

Ying Huang raised eyebrows and asked:

"The Southwest United's Spiritual Ability Witch, Old Yu?"

Old Li nodded:

"Correct. By my judgment, she is probably at the Sitting Forgetting level, Spell Slot level very high, if dragged into the Mental Space by her, I might not be able to escape."

Ying Huang seemed to have seen Old Yu, Brain Sea outlined her image, then said:

"Also a beauty. But her spirit's beauty, too dangerous, always on the verge of collapse.

This kind of shattered beauty, also rare, worth appreciating."

He came to the corridor's end, wall hung large portraits, in order were the Hengzhou New Star's successive Governor Tai.

Quietly stood, gazing at those who personally participated in the Era's Torrent, conducted the Great Expedition, Great Expansion "historical figures".

"It's fine, it's exactly as it should be."

In New Dongxia's six thousand years, Qin Shuai once briefly awoke from the Heaven Crystal Coffin.

This Supreme Meritorious Subject, who shone over Dongxia like a constant star, opened his eyes, and then, eighteen minutes later, issued an order.

Like the rumbling sound of a cosmic thunderstorm, it resounded through the Imperial Capital's Center.

Whether it was the Council Chamber or the Eight Hundred Person Great Council, they all complied with Qin Shuai's instructions at the first moment.

Conveying this Supreme Meritorious Subject's will to the thirty-two Administrative New Stars.

First was the permanent stripping of the Nine Surnames' Suburb offspring's eligibility to serve as Planetary Governors.

Second was purging the War Regiments of large batches of meritorious nobility.

And putting a stop to the phenomenon of War Regiments engaging in deep cooperation with financial consortiums.

This made it so that the Nine Surnames' Suburb offspring would find it very difficult to become New Dongxia's upper-layer power in the future.

They could only seek seats in the Great Council, or turn to throw themselves into the Great Expedition and Great Expansion, striving for broader prospects and futures.

"That was this great ship of New Dongxia, sailing toward the Star Sea, encountering a storm for the second time, facing the danger of capsizing."

Ying Huang looked up, gazing at the large portraits of one Planetary Governor after another.

Old Li fell silent; the so-called first capsizing naturally referred to that time the Deputy Commander defected.

Causing the Virtual Monarch Position to hang vacant, making New Dongxia's relationship with the Four Pillars grow ever more distant, and in turn letting the Netherworld's distance draw ever nearer.

"The Dongxia Nine Surnames who called wind and rain, who covered the sky with one hand, on the same day came to the Imperial Capital Center, they harbored nervous moods, and saw that one who was the most powerful in the Galaxy, undefeated for six full thousand years, the Supreme Meritorious Subject.

I learned from my father that Qin Shuai briefly descended for half a minute, and only spoke three sentences.

Power gained through innovation should not create new nobility.

The fruits of Dongxia's six thousand years of development belong to the masses.

This was a warning, and also a notification."

Ying Huang's tone gradually grew agitated, that handsome face surfacing a trace of fanaticism.

This gave Old Li a headache; who could have imagined, the Ying Family First Sequence Heir was actually a standard "Revivalist".

"From then on, the Planetary Governor's seat no longer belonged to the Nine Surnames. The War Regiments also had to make a clean break with the financial consortiums, and must abide by the Third Party Supervision Treaty.

The most important point: the Nine Surnames were locked in a cage, becoming a part of the Great Council, their primary duty being to supervise the Nine Surnames.

Old Li, compared to inheriting the Ying Family, becoming the Family Head, striving to chase that towering figure, wouldn't that make life more wonderful, more stimulating?"

Ying Huang let out a long sigh; his lifelong goal was to ascend to the Planetary Governor position, and have that one sleeping in the Heaven Crystal Coffin, Qin Shuai, bestow honors on him.

But to realize this vision, compared to standing out from the many First Sequence Heirs, was even more difficult.

"So, Shou Er Ye appreciates Qin Shi so much, even going so far as to persuade the clan elders, personally coming to Hengzhou.

Is it because... he sees some kind of possibility in him?"

Old Li, bending at the waist, asked.

"Correct. The Revivalist Faction's strength is too weak, unable to contend against the Restorationist Faction that has accumulated nine thousand years."

Ying Huang nodded:

"The Revivalist Faction does not lack leaders; we have a very perfect candidate. But we lack a 'warrior' to display strength externally. Just like Qin Shuai and Yang Shuai of the Revival Society back then.

Yang Shuai presided over the overall situation, Qin Shuai swept away all obstacles.

I believe Qin Shi will be a very good 'warrior'.

And, the most wonderful point... Old Li, the most wonderful part lies in!"

Ying Huang's mouth corners hung a rich smile, as if flipping through a wonderful storybook, generating huge anticipation for its climax.

Old Li raised his head, not knowing what Shou Er Ye was ultimately anticipating.

Even if Qin Shi's talent was quite outstanding, looking across Dongxia, there was no lack of monster existences that broke common sense and surpassed cognition.

Why single out Qin Shi for particular importance?

Because of He Lanchan's inheritance?

Or the secret about the Deputy Commander?

"The most wonderful part lies in, Qin Shi he and our Revivalist Faction's perfect leader, have quite a deep connection."

Ying Huang seemed to think of some scene.

"Think about it, Old Li, Qin Shuai and his younger brother, let the entire Galaxy know, how terrifying Qin Family people are.

If in the coming new generation, it is still a Qin-surnamed one, standing at the highest point of Dongxia's power.

Wouldn't that be very interesting?"

Qin-surnamed?

Old Li's facial wrinkles squeezed into a cluster; Qin Shi, he is surnamed Qin.

Who else?

The Revivalist Faction's perfect leader?

A name suddenly flashed through Old Li's brain sea.

"Shou Er Ye!"

His eyes were full of shock.

"With my kind of background, how could I possibly muster the courage to resist my family."

Ying Huang gave a self-mocking laugh:

"I am merely a docile sheep; without a male lion leading, how could I butt heads with a tiger, even if it is in its twilight years.

Trimming sails to the wind is a skill I've had since childhood, so I am willing to throw myself into the Revivalist Faction, naturally because I believe this side's winning chances are greater."

Old Li's brain sea was like being pierced by lightning through the fog, thoroughly understanding why the Revivalist Faction's rise was so swift and fierce, why it attracted so many solid admirers.

And this quietly spreading thought trend was not from bottom to top, but from top to bottom.

"Your Highness! The perfect leader of the Restoration Faction is actually that Your Highness?!"

Old Li was nearly shocked speechless.

Young people born at the highest point of Dongxia, who in ancient times could be called "nobles of imperial blood."

Actually want to launch an internal reform against the Nine Surnames of Dongxia?

Ying Huang said emotionally:

"Those surnamed Qin are all ruthless. Old Li, I hope you can stand on my side, rather than continue representing my father's will."

A chill ran down Old Li's back as the night wind blew, that eye-catching fiery red hair drifting gently.

Ying Huang's palm landed on this old steward's shoulder:

"Hengzhou has one good thing: whether it's the Imperial Capital or Haizhou, both are far away."

Old Li's heart turned cold upon learning that the young leader who had always hidden behind the scenes in the Restoration Faction was actually that legendary Your Highness.

He understood in an instant that this was not merely a simple rise of thought trends, but surely accompanied by a greater storm behind it.

If following what Shou Er Ye said, this could be the Third Impact of New Dongxia!

"Shou Er Ye, my loyalty to you is unshakable."

Old Li hurriedly declared his stance.

"Loyalty and betrayal are two sides of a coin; every toss, the odds are split evenly.

So in my place, loyalty is the most worthless chip. I probably still have three spies around me; find them, deal with them, and we can still be as before."

Ying Huang strode forward, slowly stepping into the shadows.

Old Li's forehead beaded with large sweat drops, his expression conflicted for a few seconds, then he showed a look of determination.

Continue following Ying Huang, disappearing together at the corridor corner.

He believed that if behind the Restoration Faction really was that Your Highness.

Then the Nine Surnames would surely suffer an unprecedented great defeat!

The old matters of Qin Shuai from six thousand years ago might repeat!

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"The Successor of the Ying Family First Sequence is indeed extraordinary; even the bodyguards around him are so formidable."

Yu Weiwei stepped out from the corner, coming to Qin Shi's side; on her gentle and serene face, she rarely showed a grave expression.

"Old Ying ranks quite high; he's probably highly valued by the family."

Qin Shi smiled, saying that these days Fish Senior Sister had indeed never left his side except for sleeping and bathing, making him feel full of safety and very at ease.

"He seems like an okay person; it's a pity, reconciliation is destined to be impossible. Ying Lin owes the Nanhuang Dao Guan a blood debt that can never be written off."

Yu Weiwei smiled faintly; this was the Successor of the Nanhuang Dao Guan.

Even if the Ying Family offers sincerity and makes promises, so what.

What should be repaid will eventually be repaid!

"Let's go back; the banquet is probably over too."

Yu Weiwei linked arms with Qin Shi, turning sideways and tilting her head to look at her Little Junior Brother who was half a head taller than her:

"Tonight's disturbance should end here."

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On Central City's first traffic line, vehicles bearing maintenance employee IDs drove in, then released a repulsion field, reporting the information that "an abnormal state has occurred here and maintenance is needed" to the vast Tai Jun Consciousness.

Several people in worker uniforms got off the hover car and walked normally on traffic lines similar to vacuum tubes.

They busied themselves everywhere, setting up roadblocks and installing emergency hazard lights.

While working, they chatted:

"This job pays a high price; the patron looks very powerful too. Not only did they let us 'Black Households' sneak into Central City, they even gave us fake identities."

"The target is a high school student who hasn't yet entered the professional level. But don't underestimate him; he won first place in this century's Top Hundred Competition and belongs to the genius ranks."

"What genius or not, do you think I'll wait for him to grow up and then compete fairly with him? Even He Lanchan, if he met me at seventeen or eighteen, would still be crushed to death by me!"

Several people in worker uniforms chatted calmly; their accents weren't like Hengzhou locals, but carried a hint of Yingzhou Zi Zhi Qu.

The leader was dark-skinned, short, and lean as a monkey.

The second was more normal, with a flat-top haircut and square face, quite affable.

The third had a fierce appearance, with triangular eyes and a hooked nose.

They were "Outsiders" lingering among Hengzhou New Stars, from Yingzhou Zi Zhi Qu, originally doing black-market business like robbing Merchant Ronin spaceships or smuggling contraband, but because of the Great Blockade, they were forcibly left here.

Also because of their Yingzhou identity, they were hard to accept and couldn't take root peacefully, so they could only be like rats in a sewer, active in the corners of fringe cities.

"He's here."

The lean-as-a-monkey man said.

"Quick battle, quick decision."

The flat-top man instructed.

"Someone came down. Looks like no threat; this job we picked up!"

The hooked-nose man laughed sinisterly.

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"Senior Sister, it seems tonight's disturbance hasn't passed yet.

Let me handle it; this low-level game doesn't need you to make a move."

Qin Shi took off his student cap, lightly pushed open the Flying Vehicle's hatch, stepped out, and fell straight down.

On the inner wall of the First Traffic Line's spacious Tube, he walked as if on flat ground, his steps very steady.

"This kind of goods, they actually dare to openly intercept me in Center City?"

Qin Shi felt puzzled; although he had only met Ying Huang once, he subconsciously believed the other party would not do such a stupid thing.

But it didn't matter.

He just wanted to test the enhancement the Life Magnetic Field brought him!

"Open!"

Qin Shi slightly operated, the Life Magnetic Field and Ru Shen Ti operating together, in a flash they had already surged to a hundred units of force!

(Chapter End)