Chapter 10

The ministers bowed and offered their praises from the bottom of their hearts.

Great Yuan, Imperial Court.

"Heh, the weak Song is truly the weak Song."

"To think they don't even know that rebels are plotting treason right under their noses—utterly incompetent!"

Temujin smiled with contempt, a flicker of disdain flashing in his eyes.

In his view.

As the emperor of a nation.

If one cannot even conquer and unify their own internal affairs.

Then how can one speak of contending for the world or vying for the Nine Provinces!

Of course.

It was not just the Song Emperor Zhao Ji.

Aside from the ambitious and talented Qin Emperor Ying Zheng, who could make him feel a sense of threat.

In his eyes, the emperors of all other nations were not worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as him!

Withdrawing his thoughts.

Temujin turned his head, his gaze landing on the figure below the hall with a hint of appreciation.

"Minmin, what is the reason for your audience with the Khan?"

"Reporting to the Khan, Minmin has already recruited a portion of my subordinates, and I have come this time to borrow someone from the Khan."

Minmin Temur bowed respectfully.

She stated her purpose straight to the point.

"Not bad! I truly did not misjudge you!"

Temujin praised her without reservation.

Then, shifting the tone of the conversation, he added.

"Speak, whom do you wish to borrow?"

"The Demon Master!" Minmin Temur said.

"Oh? Why?"

Temujin raised an eyebrow, a hint of interest piqued.

Although the Demon Master Pang Ban was only a master of the Peerless Realm.

Because he practiced the Dao Heart Planting Demonic Art, his strength was three parts stronger than that of an ordinary Peerless master.

Even within the Great Yuan Imperial Dynasty, he was among the top-tier combatants.

At any moment, he could break through the shackles and step into the ranks of the Land Immortals!

Therefore.

Hearing that she wanted to borrow him so suddenly, he naturally felt a trace of curiosity.

014-The Dominant Ying Zheng, the Highly Sought-After Murong Longcheng! (Seeking flowers, seeking tips)

"Not long from now, it will be the hundredth birthday of Zhang Sanfeng of the Great Ming."

"Minmin wishes to offer a grand gift to the Khan, and incidentally, train my subordinates."

"It is only because my own Wu Gong is low and we are far away in another country that I wish to borrow the Demon Master for protection."

Organizing her words.

Minmin Temur explained with clear logic.

As for why she did not borrow a master of the Land Immortal realm.

She still had a bit of self-awareness in her heart.

Unless one makes some extraordinary contribution to the Great Yuan.

Otherwise.

For such transcendent existences as Land Immortals.

Requesting their protection would be no different from a daydream!

"Granted!"

"This is my personal order."

"You may take this token to the Demon Master's Palace later."

Hearing the explanation.

Temujin did not inquire further.

He casually removed the token from his waist.

"Thank you, Khan! Minmin will certainly not fail the Khan's trust!"

Minmin Temur was overjoyed.

She hurriedly bowed again and respectfully received the token with both hands.

Great Qin, Xianyang Palace.

In contrast to Temujin's contempt and disdain.

Ying Zheng was currently frowning, lost in thought.

Although the national strength of the Great Qin was the most powerful among all nations.

It could not be denied that.

The Qin State was also not a solid block of iron.

Not only was there the flourishing development of the Hundred Schools of Thought, but there were also anti-Qin forces organized by the remnants of the Six States stirring in various places.

It was just that he, always ambitious and possessing a grand vision, did not care much about these things.

Or rather.

In his eyes, aside from the Eight Great Imperial Dynasties, these people were merely grasshoppers after the autumn, unable to stir up any great waves.

If he wanted to, he could wipe them out with a flip of his hand!

But now.

He began to consider these issues.

It was not out of fear or worry.

Possessing a far-reaching vision, he understood clearly.

The landscape of the Nine Provinces Continent would face unprecedented changes after the appearance of the Heavenly Dao Gold List.

It was also a great opportunity for the Great Qin to unify the world and vie for the Nine Provinces.

Therefore.

If he could not forge the interior into a solid block of iron before the turmoil began.

Once the war started.

Even if these forces could not stir up any great waves.

Having them drag their feet and cause annoyance in the rear would be disgusting!

Thinking of this.

A cold glint flashed in Ying Zheng's eyes, and he ordered in a tone devoid of joy or sorrow.

"Zhao Gao, I give you one month to root out the anti-Qin forces!"

"If you encounter resistance you cannot handle, you may use the power of the Great Qin to sweep them away; you must wipe out the remnants of the Six States and the anti-Qin forces in one fell swoop!"

Zhao Gao, who was serving by his side, felt a slight joy in his heart upon hearing this.

On his face, however, he remained composed as he bowed and replied.

"I shall strictly obey Your Majesty's command!"

Ying Zheng nodded, then turned his gaze toward Zhang Han.

"Pass the order to the leaders of the Hundred Schools of Thought: submit, or perish!"

"My Great Qin does not need forces that do not listen!"

Feeling the overwhelming dominance and majesty.

Zhang Han felt a chill in his heart. ===== CHAPTER 19 =====

Although the words were only two short sentences.

Within them, however, lay endless slaughter and blood!

But as a confidant of Ying Zheng.

He naturally would not soften his hand because of this!

Great Ming, Dragon-Protecting Villa.

Zhu Wushi, dressed in a python robe, stood with his hands behind his back, staring fixedly at the Heavenly Dao Gold List.

His eyes flickered incessantly.

As if he were calculating something.

After a long while.

He finally withdrew his gaze.

"Pass my secret order: send someone to contact Murong Longcheng immediately."

"If he asks, tell him that I can help him restore his country!"

That's right!

He could not wait any longer!

With each announcement of the Heavenly Dao Gold List.

He deeply understood the hidden talents of the Nine Provinces Continent.

And he also recognized his own insignificance.

If he were to truly follow his inner thoughts and plan step by step.

He might never achieve his goal in his entire life.

He naturally was unwilling to resign himself to such a fate!

And to change this situation.

Aside from having the good fortune to obtain heaven-defying opportunities.

The only way was to recruit or cooperate with those reclusive senior experts!

And Murong Longcheng, who had just been exposed by the Heavenly Dao Gold List, was precisely a target he could cooperate with!

Of course.

He also understood in his heart.

Cooperating with such an expert was no different from skinning a tiger for its hide.

Therefore, he would not fall behind in terms of cultivation and strength either!

It was just that he did not know.

Far away in the imperial palace.

The Ming Emperor Zhu Houzhao, whom he had always regarded as a thorn in his side, a nail in his eye.

Was currently also focusing his gaze on Murong Longcheng.

He was seen holding a brush, writing calligraphy with dragon-like flourishes, while asking aloud.

"Old Wei, what do you think of this person, Murong Longcheng?"

"Does Your Majesty wish to recruit him?" Wei Jinzhong coughed twice.

"Correct!"

Zhu Houzhao nodded without hesitation, then began to explain the reason.

"As for Zhang Zhenren, we must still strive to win him over."

"But I believe that Murong Longcheng might be easier to recruit."

"What people fear most is having no desires; as long as they have desires, recruiting them will be twice as effective with half the effort."

Regarding this statement.

Wei Jinzhong did indeed agree.

Especially with such benefits as restoring a country.

But he did not rush to reach a conclusion.

Instead, he asked a counter-question.

"But is Your Majesty not worried that we might just be leaving a wolf's den only to enter a tiger's lair?"

"After all, whether it is cooperation or recruitment, it is built upon equal strength."

"Unless it is an existence like Zhang Zhenren."

Zhu Houzhao was slightly stunned.

He naturally understood the risks of driving a wolf to swallow a tiger.

But what if they failed to win over Zhang Zhenren?

Should he just watch idly as treacherous subjects like Zhu Wushi subverted the Great Ming?

Although it was a last resort, it was still a fallback plan.

Wei Jinzhong, who also saw through this point.

Remained silent for a while, then sighed faintly.

The atmosphere in the room felt somewhat stifling for a moment.

Great Sui, Imperial Palace.

After dismissing the civil and military officials.

Yang Guang, who had been somewhat sleepy, immediately shed his previous decadence.

He walked quickly back to his room, a sharp glint flashing through his eyes.

"Where are the secret agents?"

Swish, swish, swish!

As soon as the words fell.

Four figures appeared out of thin air.

Kneeling on one knee before Yang Guang.

"Subordinates are here, what are Your Majesty's instructions?"

"Secretly send someone to contact Murong Longcheng."

"If possible, it would be best to have him come to the palace for a talk."

Yang Guang ordered indifferently.

"As you command!"

The four replied in unison.

Then.

Under Yang Guang's waving gesture, they disappeared into the room once more.

As if everything that had just happened had never occurred.

015-Bai Zhantang Tells a Story, Dongfang Bubai Boldly Confesses Her Love! (Seeking flowers, seeking tips)

Great Ming, Seven Heroes Town.

On the old road paved with bluestone slabs, under the reflection of the setting sun, three figures slowly approached, accompanied by the crisp sound of bells.

They were none other than Ximen Wudi and Jiang Yuyan, who had come down from Green Dragon Villa.

As for the other figure.

It was a small black-and-white donkey, the mount Jiang Yuyan had just acquired.

Around the donkey's neck hung a bell tied with a red string.

Entering the town.

On the bustling street, shouts could be heard from time to time.

After walking for a while longer.

The two people and one donkey stopped in front of an inn.

"Tongfu Inn?"

Looking at the plaque on the gate. ===== CHAPTER 20 =====