Chapter 113: The Hundred Schools of Thought, Nothing More Than This!

Yan Yan Lingji stood on the rooftop.

She watched Su Xuan take action quietly, and she did not interfere in Su Xuan's battle; it was not that she couldn't, but that it was unnecessary.

It was mainly because Su Xuan was too strong.

Every time she watched him take action, she had an indescribable feeling. No matter what kind of strong enemy, he could handle it easily, appearing leisurely and with ease.

Rather than dragging Su Xuan down, it was better to quietly appreciate Su Xuan's fighting posture.

A sense of heat struck, steaming away the misty drizzle that permeated the air.

Yan Yan Lingji's eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at a certain place. She saw a woman in a dark blue long dress flying over. The other party had exquisite features, her long hair tied low, with a hairpin, and adorned with dark blue gemstone jewelry.

"Yin-Yang School... Eastern Sovereign?"

Yan Yan Lingji looked at the woman who came to her, her voice soft.

Earlier, she had caught a fleeting glance and spied on the other party's figure as she flashed by, and then Su Xuan stated the other party's origin.

She did not expect that after Su Xuan took action to kill Lao Ai, this Yin-Yang School expert who had been hiding in the dark would take the initiative to appear.

"Is it because you missed the opportunity to gain the King of Qin's favor?"

Combined with the few words Su Xuan said earlier, Yan Yan Lingji developed a guess.

The Yin-Yang School's Eastern Sovereign, a woman named Yan Fei, heard Yan Yan Lingji's words, and her eyes narrowed. "Are you from the Daoist School?"

It was no wonder she would develop such a guess.

After approaching Yan Yan Lingji, she felt a hot force from Yan Yan Lingji; this was the unique feeling given by practitioners of fire-type techniques. Clearly, the person before her was good at fire-attribute techniques.

And the various means revealed by Su Xuan, who was with Yan Yan Lingji, after he took action, looked like Daoist techniques no matter how one looked at them.

As the Eastern Sovereign of the Yin-Yang School, she was very sure that these two people were not from the Yin-Yang School.

Since they were not from the Yin-Yang School, then it was only possible that they were from the other school in the Qin State—the Daoist School.

The Daoist School was hidden in Mount Taiyi, the main peak of Nanshan, not asking about the affairs of the world, and focusing on cultivating the Dao.

But there were always some people who held different views and chose to enter the world; otherwise, the Daoist School could not be divided into the Heaven and Human sects.

Were these two from the Heaven sect of the Daoist School? Or... the Human sect?

"You actually think we are from the Daoist School; interesting!" Yan Yan Lingji heard Yan Fei's words, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly, as if she had heard something extremely interesting. Her tone changed again: "Then you guessed wrong; we are not from the Daoist School."

"Is that so?"

Yan Fei's brows raised, somewhat surprised.

Yan Yan Lingji said to Yan Fei again: "On the contrary, you should be more careful."

Yan Fei looked at Yan Yan Lingji in confusion.

"That person seems to have developed some interest in your Yin-Yang School." Yan Yan Lingji, with good intentions, reminded Yan Fei.

From those few words earlier, she could hear Su Xuan's interest in the Yin-Yang School.

People like Su Xuan clearly could not join the Yin-Yang School.

Then, if Su Xuan really had great interest in the Yin-Yang School, it could only be that the Yin-Yang School submitted to him.

The Hundred Schools of Thought had great names and many experts.

But in front of Su Xuan, I am afraid it was nothing more than this.

Having witnessed the scene of Su Xuan taking action and seeing many strong enemies killed by Su Xuan in an understated way, Yan Yan Lingji's confidence in Su Xuan had reached an unprecedented level, even more so than her trust in Master Tian Ze back then.

After all, even Master Tian Ze back then still had a great enemy like Bai Bai Yifei.

And Su Xuan... is invincible!

In the ancestral temple.

The capping ceremony minister Lu Lu Buwei waited quietly for Ying Zheng to come here. The sounds of fighting outside had already reached this side, once attracting the attention of many ministers watching the ceremony, but Lu Lu Buwei did not let them act rashly.

Although many ministers had their own thoughts, this was, after all, Lu Lu Buwei's request, and they finally forcibly suppressed them.

After waiting for a while, the sounds of fighting outside stopped.

Everyone was curious about what had happened outside.

Then they saw Ying Zheng step into the ancestral temple.

"Your Majesty, outside?"

Seeing Ying Zheng step into the ancestral temple, Lord Gangcheng Cai Ze quickly asked Ying Zheng. Lord Gangcheng Cai Ze could also be considered an old minister of the Qin State; in terms of seniority, he was older than Lu Lu Buwei.

He was the Chancellor of King King Zhaowang recommended by Fan Ju. After King King Zhaowang died, he experienced the reigns of King King Xiaowen and King Zhuangxiang. By the time of Ying Zheng, he could already be considered a veteran minister of four reigns.

Ying Zheng said in a deep voice: "The Marquis of Changxin, Lao Ai, started a rebellion, intending to kill me, and has now been executed!"

One sentence caused many heavy ministers of the Qin State to be shocked.

Earlier, when the sounds of fighting came from outside, they realized that something might have happened outside, but they did not expect that Lao Ai was such a person with wild ambitions, intending to harm the King.

This matter made them feel horrified and unable to calm down for a long time.

Ying Zheng did not say much, but looked at Lu Lu Buwei, whose eyes were lowered, and said: "Zhongfu, the auspicious time has arrived; it is time to start the capping ceremony for me!"

The execution of Lao Ai made Lu Lu Buwei's heart very chaotic. He did not expect Lao Ai to be so useless. After hearing Ying Zheng's words, he quickly came back to his senses: "Yes!"

He also did not know in what tone he said this sentence.

But he realized one thing.

With the execution of Lao Ai, he seemed... to have lost.

Lose!

Before this, he had never thought of this word, but now, he had to admit that he had lost.

Once in Xinzheng, once at the Wusui border, and this time... several crises, all of which Ying Zheng turned into safety, and the things Lao Ai planned for a long time ended in failure.

Even though the Net was lurking in the dark at this moment, as long as he gave an order, the Net assassins could come out in full force, and no matter whether Ying Zheng was the King of Qin or not, they would obey his orders and kill Ying Zheng.

But Lu Lu Buwei hesitated, and in the end, he did not give that order.

As long as he destroyed the letter sent to Lao Ai, as long as he erased all the evidence, he would still be the current Chancellor, the King of Qin's Zhongfu, and there would still be room for maneuver between him and Ying Zheng.

Lu Lu Buwei developed a trace of fluke.

With a complex mood, he performed the capping ceremony for Ying Zheng.

While Lu Lu Buwei was performing the capping ceremony for Ying Zheng.

In another part of the Yongcheng Palace.

A man with a gloomy appearance looked at the person before him, his voice indifferent: "Lao Ai is dead; from now on, you are my people!"

After he said this, he glanced at a child being held by someone nearby.

Lao Ai and Empress Dowager Zhao Ji gave birth to a total of two children.

Since Ying Zheng knew about that matter and had now executed Lao Ai, these two children clearly could not live.

No matter what, Lao Ai was his old superior, and letting his old superior have no descendants was also somewhat unreasonable.

So, he prepared to save one of the two children.

And this child who was saved, because of his father's hatred and his brother's hatred, the power of hatred would drive him to become a sharp weapon in his hands.