Chapter 1084

Ying Zheng waved his hand and said,

"All my ministers, rise and be at ease! Today, again victorious, I am deeply pleased!"

"Chongxin, quickly prepare a banquet—I wish to host a feast to welcome our honored guests."

"Yes."

Chongxin immediately obeyed.

"This is Feixue, one of the Six Supreme Mythical Realm masters!"

Indeed, Yin Zhong merely gestured, and an invisible force snatched Feixue and brought her to a short distance before Ying Zheng.

869 How arrogant and overbearing!

"Are you the Emperor of Qin, Ying Zheng?"

Feixue's expression was complex; before Ying Zheng could speak, she asked first.

"Insolent!"

Zhang Han, who stood beside Ying Zheng, immediately turned furious and prepared to strike Feixue.

At this moment, Feixue's vital points were sealed; even though she was originally a Supreme Mythical Realm master, she was now no better than an ordinary person.

Moreover, Yin Zhong had subtly imposed an invisible force field around her.

If Feixue made the slightest move, Yin Zhong could annihilate her instantly.

"No need. Stand down!"

Ying Zheng spoke calmly, dismissing Zhang Han.

Then, looking down from his lofty position at Feixue, who could only look up at him, he nodded and said,

"I am Ying Zheng. Are you Feixue, the famed assassin of Zhao Guo?"

Feixue's expression was extremely complex—partly bewildered, partly filled with hatred.

This Ying Zheng before her clearly differed vastly from the Qin Wang Ying Zheng who had destroyed her nation.

At least the Qin Wang Ying Zheng appeared majestic and imposing, yet cruel and bloodthirsty.

He and this Ying Zheng, whose bearing was extraordinary, were incomparably different.

Yet this Ying Zheng, for some reason, had sent Canjian and others to capture her alive.

Thinking of the man she loved, who had delivered her to this Ying Zheng's feet,

Feixue felt both hatred and confusion.

The elite under Qin Huang Ying Zheng were truly each formidable.

Not to mention Yin Zhong and Prince Zichu—even Wang Ben alone could match her in strength.

She truly did not know why Qin Huang Ying Zheng had brought her here.

"I am Feixue. I wonder, Your Majesty, why you captured me—do you wish me to swear allegiance to you?"

Feixue suddenly smiled, glancing behind her, her eyes sweeping over Canjian, Ximen Changkong, and Wang Xu.

Especially Canjian—she felt a pain as if her heart were being gouged out.

Then she turned back to Ying Zheng and declared firmly,

"Though I am but a woman, I surpass these men."

"You may capture me, kill me, and inflict every torture upon me, slowly torturing me to death.

But to make me surrender—that is impossible."

"Hmph! Your old lover said the same thing once!"

Yin Zhong raised an eyebrow and couldn't help saying,

"Yet after I trained him, he obediently pledged loyalty to Great Qin."

At the mention of "training," Canjian's face flushed crimson, and he felt the pain as if branded into his bones.

It felt as though he were being tortured by Yin Zhong once again, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"Do you think I'm that coward?"

Feixue glared coldly at Yin Zhong, refusing to yield, and said,

"Why don't you act now? See if I'll beg for mercy?"

"Hmph! Fine then, you think I'm afraid of you?"

Yin Zhong waved his hand, preparing to take Feixue away and apply torture.

He had seen too many such stubborn types.

Yet Yin Zhong had lived countless years and possessed the Dragon God Art and the techniques of the Tong Clan.

His methods of torment were endless.

It's not enough to be strong-willed—you won't survive them!

Around them, the Qin Dynasty's honored guests, civil and military ministers, and the Hundred Schools all knew of Guoshi Yin Zhong's methods.

They looked at Feixue with pitying eyes.

They knew this beautiful woman would suffer greatly.

After long hesitation, Canjian could no longer bear it and knelt before Ying Zheng, pleading,

"Your Majesty! Feixue is merely stubborn, not truly disrespecting Your Majesty or challenging the Guoshi.

Please, Your Majesty and Guoshi, give her a chance—and give me one too.

I believe I can persuade Feixue to surrender."

In truth, Canjian knew more than Feixue did.

There existed a near-invincible, transcendent force—the Qinglong Society!

It had issued a task to Great Qin, declaring its intent to exterminate all Supreme Mythical Realm masters in the Seven States world.

Can Jian and the others were originally all supposed to die.

It was just that Hearing Ying Zheng cherished talent, and felt that even in the Supreme Mythical Realm, placed across the Nine Provinces they would be rare talents.

If they were killed so simply and easily, wouldn't that be a waste of heaven's gifts.

Therefore he took a clever approach, ordering Yin Zhong and the others to think of a way to persuade Can Jian and the others to surrender to the Great Qin.

Can Jian, however, knew that this was truly the only path to survival for them.

Otherwise, not to mention Great Qin, if the Qinglong Society were to find out, they would likely be cut down in an instant.

Right now he had been busy capturing Miss Feixue back, and hadn't had time to explain the situation to her.

He was only thinking that after the prisoner presentation was complete, he would privately explain the crisis to Miss Feixue.

Given his bond with Miss Feixue, and the utterly unopposable Qinglong Society, Miss Feixue had no path to survival other than surrender.

"If death is death, what is there to fear! Can Jian, I misjudged you."

Miss Feixue saw Can Jian pleading for her, which only made her angrier, and she actually burst out cursing directly.

"What an ungrateful shrew. Your Majesty, then hand her over to the National Preceptor, let the old man discipline her a bit, that would be best."

Li Si had his plans interrupted by this matter, and was already feeling displeased.

At this moment he couldn't help but take his anger out on Miss Feixue, and suggested to Hearing Ying Zheng.

Hearing Ying Zheng sighed inwardly, and also prepared to hand Miss Feixue over to Yin Zhong.

Anyway, since Yin Zhong could subdue even Can Jian, one Miss Feixue shouldn't be difficult either.

Just as he was about to wave his hand, ordering Yin Zhong to take her away.

Suddenly, a figure actually came from outside Xianyanggong, flying directly on a sword.

"Your Majesty, show mercy…"

"Hearing Gai Nie?"

Everyone looked up, and saw that the sword-flying person was precisely the traitor who had fled the Great Qin court, the former Chief Swordsman of the Great Qin court, and now Great Qin's number one wanted criminal — Hearing Gai Nie!

"What a Hearing Gai Nie, daring to deliver himself to our door! Shadow Guard, seize this beast for me."

Hearing Zhang Han, as Commander of the Shadow Guard, also controlled part of the Black Ice Terrace, and was Hearing Ying Zheng's most personal bodyguard.

At this moment Hearing Gai Nie had brazenly come from outside Xianyanggong, flying on a sword.

What utter arrogance and tyranny this was!

At Hearing Zhang Han's command, countless Shadow Guards suddenly emerged from the darkness, swarming toward Hearing Gai Nie to attack.

Only those at the Grandmaster level could be selected into the Shadow Guard.

For the safety of Qin Huang, the Shadow Guard had also mastered a joint-strike formation.

As long as a hundred and eight Shadow Guards struck, they could form a Complete Heaven Star Array.