Chapter 183: Thoughts on the Yin-Yang School!

Where the sword light passed, life withered.

Ying Zheng did not know where Su Xuan was, but after seeing this dazzling sword light, he knew that Su Xuan had taken action. Even the top-tier experts of Luo Wang were like ants in Su Xuan's hands, let alone these dead-soldier assassins.

The only thing they could rely on was their numbers.

If it were before, Ying Zheng might have thought that numbers were also useful against experts.

If ten people didn't work, then a hundred; if a hundred didn't work, then a thousand. As long as they didn't fear death, they could exhaust the so-called experts to death.

Until he met Su Xuan.

First, there was the wind-controlling technique; that day in Wang Yi's military camp, he brought him through without obstruction, and even with a thousand troops, it was difficult to get close. Then there was the flying sword across the sky; he didn't even need to fight the enemy, the flying sword would wantonly take the enemy's life.

Just like now, Su Xuan had not appeared, and these two swords passed through the air.

It greatly relieved the pressure on the surrounding guards.

Blood light flashed continuously, and one assassin after another died.

On a rooftop, Yan Lingji looked at Su Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged with an expression of unruffled calm, and could not help but exclaim: "Your strength has improved a lot compared to before."

"People naturally improve. If I were to stagnate, that would be a big problem!"

This sounded like there was no problem, but if it came from Su Xuan's mouth, it was the biggest problem.

That people improve is a very reasonable thing. At least, from Yan Lingji's own feeling, she was much improved compared to herself during the Battle of Baiyue.

But Su Xuan's improvement was too fast, wasn't it?

From the Han State to the Qin Guo, it had only been a few months, and Su Xuan's strength had already reached another level.

That day in the suburbs of Xinzheng, Su Xuan killed the White Armor Army with his sword; it looked easy, but Yan Lingji had been standing by Su Xuan's side and could see the seriousness in Su Xuan's intent when controlling the sword. It could be said that all his focus was placed on the sword, and only then could he achieve "killing people wherever the white light rises."

And now?

Although Su Xuan was also controlling the sword to kill enemies, he was not that serious and even had the mood to chat with her. This showed that controlling the sword to kill people now did not put as much pressure on Su Xuan as before.

Either Su Xuan didn't use his full strength when killing the White Armor Army that day, or he had made progress.

Yan Lingji was more inclined to the latter.

Yan Lingji sighed in her heart and looked forward again. The place where she and Su Xuan were was very high, and she could see the imperial road leading to the Ying clan's ancestral temple at a glance. On the imperial road, countless dead soldiers were constantly launching attacks on Ying Zheng, while Ying Zheng, under the escort of many guards brought from Xianyang, continued toward the ancestral temple.

Even though the crisis had not ended, Ying Zheng's footsteps had not stopped, and he continued toward the ancestral temple.

Su Xuan, while manipulating the flying swords—two swords in the air, taking the lives of many dead soldiers—chatted casually with Yan Lingji: "It seems there are more people wanting to be opportunists today than imagined!"

"How is that to be understood?"

Yan Lingji asked curiously.

"Literally!" Su Xuan explained to Yan Lingji: "Lao Ai wants to take the opportunity to kill Ying Zheng; Lu Buwei is waiting for Lao Ai to bring back good news to reap the benefits; someone is hiding in the dark, watching coldly, intending to be the final winner; and there are also those who want to take the opportunity to gain the King of Qin's favor and use the power of the Qin Guo to step by step realize their own ambitions..."

Yan Lingji did not understand Su Xuan's words.

Suddenly, she saw Su Xuan look toward a certain place ahead.

On a rooftop not far away, a graceful figure flashed by, and with the disappearance of the other party, a phantom of a Golden Crow also disappeared.

"Who is she?"

Yan Lingji's brows raised. Even if it was just a fleeting glimpse, she felt a great threat; it was the pressure brought by a high-level person facing the same type of technique.

'Does that woman also practice fire-type techniques?'

Yan Lingji thought to herself.

Su Xuan's voice sounded, answering her question: "If I am not mistaken, it should be the Eastern Sovereign of the Yin-Yang School!"

"The Yin-Yang School? I didn't expect them to have come to the Qin Guo?" Yan Lingji had heard of the Yin-Yang School; it was considered a rather mysterious sect among the Hundred Schools of Thought.

"Five hundred years ago, the Yin-Yang School rebelled and left the Daoist School to set up its own sect. The ancestral land of the Daoist School is right here in the Qin Guo, so the Yin-Yang School could originally be considered a sect of the Qin Guo. Although many years ago, because of the sect leader Zou Yan, it once served the State of Yan, it is not surprising that after Zou Yan's death, someone brought the Yin-Yang School back to the Qin Guo."

Because he controlled the "Nightfall," Su Xuan also knew many secrets between the Hundred Schools of Thought. Back when he was in the Han State, when he was bored, he had briefly browsed through the files in the Nightfall.

For him, who practiced many techniques, his memory was not comparable to that of ordinary people. He could easily remember those files he had read.

After briefly explaining the reason for the Yin-Yang School in the Qin Guo, Su Xuan could not help but think of the various actions of the Yin-Yang School in the original work.

Undoubtedly, to some extent, the Yin-Yang School and his goals were the same: both were leaning on the big tree of the Qin Guo, wanting to use the powerful strength of the Qin Guo to achieve their own goals. ===== CHAPTER 185 =====