Chapter 41: Wang Jian: Wait, why did I come here? (Ninth Update)

Inside the gourmet shop.

As Ying Zheng threw away ten thousand gold, he took the watermelon juice and began to enjoy it on the side.

Zhang Sanfeng, Yue Buqun, Xuan Ci, and the others could only watch silently from the sidelines.

Yue Buqun’s heart, in particular, was filled with a complex mix of emotions.

He had thought that by making a huge haul from the Five Mountains Sword Sects, he could consider himself suddenly wealthy.

As it turned out, his sudden wealth hadn't even been revealed yet.

It was wiped out directly by this wave of operations from Ying Zheng.

The little money he had earned wasn't even enough for Ying Zheng’s few rounds of consumption here.

At the thought of this, Yue Buqun felt a trace of frustration.

Should he, after returning, just finish off the Emperor?

Seeing Ying Zheng so wealthy, a bold idea surfaced in Yue Buqun’s mind.

However, the thought flashed by and was immediately snuffed out by Yue Buqun.

With his current strength, to plot a usurpation!

He would likely die amidst the chaotic army!

At the thought of that scene, Yue Buqun couldn't help but shiver.

Abbot Xuan Ci and the others had also had the same thought as Yue Buqun.

However, they also shook their heads with bitter smiles.

Facing the thousands of troops and horses of the imperial court, no matter how strong they were, it was useless!

They could be worn down to death!

For a moment, the few of them could only envy Ying Zheng.

Tang San did not have as many thoughts as they did; at this moment, Tang San only knew that he was now wealthy.

For a very long time, he would no longer need to worry about money.

Looking at Ying Zheng before him, Tang San was not prepared to stay much longer.

He stood up, packed away the egg fried rice and tea egg, then respectfully said a word to Su Mu and left.

Now, he was in a rush to return and let Xiao Wu also taste the effects of this delicacy.

Moreover, Xiao Wu’s soul power was also at level twenty-nine; perhaps after eating this egg fried rice, she could break through to level thirty soul power.

Thinking of this, Tang San stepped out and left.

Inside the gourmet shop, after Ying Zheng finished enjoying the watermelon juice, egg fried rice, and beef noodles.

He also stood up slightly and walked toward Su Mu.

Having solved the problem of his lifespan, Ying Zheng still wanted to ask about the cause of his death.

He wanted to know, since he was clearly only in his prime, how could he have kicked the bucket so easily?

Was there some problem in all of this?

Watching the inquisitive Ying Zheng, Su Mu couldn't help but feel a headache.

Just as he was preparing to explain, he saw the history book he had used to prop up the table leg on the floor.

"Here, take this; everything you want to know is inside!"

Regardless of whether Ying Zheng could read it or not, Su Mu dismissed him anyway.

However, just based on the simplified characters inside, it would probably keep Ying Zheng busy studying for a long time.

But what Su Mu didn't know was that the moment Ying Zheng took the history book, the system had already thoughtfully completed the translation work.

And it also didn't report this to Su Mu.

Having obtained the history book, Ying Zheng only took one look before holding it like a precious treasure and leaving.

This scene left Zhang Sanfeng, Yue Buqun, and the others completely stunned.

What had they just seen?

That book seemed to be a historical chronicle, right?

Heavens, the Immortal just gave Ying Zheng a chronicle directly!

Isn't this just playing around?

Involuntarily, the hearts of the group silently felt a trace of sympathy for Zhao Gao, Li Si, Xiang Yu, Liu Bang, and the small states surrounding the Qin State.

Hopefully, you all can still hold on!

Having wiped out the food, seeing such a scene, the group did not linger for long.

After respectfully saying a word to Su Mu, the few of them slowly departed.

Just as they were leaving, on the other side, inside Xianyang City.

"Bang!"

Inside the imperial palace of Xianyang City, Ying Zheng had already returned.

Holding the immortal book gifted by Su Mu in both hands, he read it word by word.

But when he saw the cause of his own death, he suddenly flew into a rage.

With Ying Zheng’s anger, countless attendants in the great hall immediately knelt on the ground, trembling with fear!

"Go, bring Xu Fu to me!"

The majestic voice echoed within the great hall as he looked at the immortal book, which stated that because he had taken poisonous elixirs for years, toxins had accumulated in his body for a long time, and he had passed away due to being terminally ill.

Ying Zheng was instantly furious; the fire in his chest was like a volcanic eruption.

To think that just a few days ago, he had just agreed to Xu Fu’s conditions, sending him out to sea to search for the immortal island and seek the elixir of immortality.

So it turned out that all of this was Xu Fu deceiving him!

Good, good, good.

Had he, Ying Zheng, not gone on a killing spree for too long!

To the point that everyone in the world thought his days were numbered and he was weak and easy to bully!

Inside the great hall, the prostrate attendants all felt an invisible pressure and lay on the ground, trembling, not daring to speak.

Meanwhile, in Xianyang City.

"Master, His Majesty’s holy will is set; you had better not go!"

Inside a certain courtyard, an old man was heading outside, while behind him, a middle-aged man grabbed him tightly.

"Sigh, I don't know how many more years this body of mine can hold on, but His Majesty cannot have anything happen to him!"

The old man was none other than the Great General of the Qin State, Wang Jian.

Ever since sweeping across the six states, he had retired to his hometown and retreated to the countryside.

But recently, he had heard that Ying Zheng was obsessed with immortal elixirs and the art of immortality.

Feeling worried, he had returned.

His lifespan was not long, and he thought of coming to offer some remonstrance in his final moments.

It could be considered repaying the kindness of the old Qin people.

Pulling his hand free from the butler, Wang Jian walked with aged steps toward the imperial palace.

Arriving at the palace gate, he merely stated his identity, and someone was sent inside to report.

After all, for the Qin State, Wang Jian’s status was truly too high.

At this very moment, inside the great hall.

Ying Zheng was waiting for Xu Fu’s arrival, full of rage.

Suddenly hearing that Wang Jian had actually come to see him, he couldn't help but be puzzled.

He naturally knew about Wang Jian’s return.

But at this time, what had he come for?

"Let him in!"

Without saying much, he gave an order to the Black Ice Terrace, and the next moment, Ying Zheng waited on the throne.

Ying Zheng still paid close attention to this old minister of the empire.

After a while, Wang Jian’s aged figure was seen walking in from outside the hall.

"Old subject Wang Jian pays respects to Your Majesty!"

Although he had already retired, Wang Jian had come this time to remonstrate.

Therefore, Wang Jian specifically used the term "old subject."

Just as Wang Jian finished reporting, an attendant outside reported that Xu Fu had arrived.

In an instant, Ying Zheng, sitting on the throne, was suddenly furious.

"Good, bring Xu Fu to me; today I will have him die by extreme punishment!"

His rage soared to the heavens; just hearing the two words "Xu Fu," Ying Zheng felt that even extreme punishment was letting the other party off easy.

However, as these words were spoken, Wang Jian, below the hall, was instantly stunned.

What had he heard?

His Majesty wanted to kill Xu Fu?

And wanted to use extreme punishment?

Wait, then what did he come here for?