Chapter 18

The ministers bowed deeply, their reverence genuine.

The Great Yuan, imperial court.

"Hah~, the weak Song is still weak."

"They didn't even notice a rebel plotting right under their noses—utterly incompetent!"

Temujin sneered, a flicker of contempt in his eyes.

In his view,

as the sovereign of a nation,

if one cannot conquer and unify the interior,

what right has one to vie for dominion over all under heaven, to claim the Nine Provinces?

Of course,

not just Emperor Zhao Ji of Song,

aside from the mighty Qin Huang Ying Zheng, who posed a real threat to him,

all other emperors were unworthy to be mentioned in the same breath as him!

He shook off his thoughts.

Temujin turned his head, his gaze appreciative as it fell upon the figure below.

"Minmin, what is it you seek from this Khan?"

"Your Majesty, I have already recruited a portion of my followers; I have come now to request the loan of one person."

Minmin Temur bowed respectfully.

He stated his purpose bluntly.

"Excellent! I was right not to misjudge you!"

Temujin praised him without restraint.

Then he shifted tone and added,

"Speak—who do you wish to borrow?"

"Master Moda," said Minmin Temur.

"Oh? Why?"

Temujin raised an eyebrow, a spark of interest stirring.

Though Master Moda was merely a Peerless Realm cultivator,

due to his cultivation of the Dao Heart Seed Demon Great Art, his strength surpassed ordinary Peerless Realm experts by a third.

Even within the Great Yuan Empire, he ranked among the top-tier combat forces.

He was on the verge of breaking through his shackles at any moment and stepping into the ranks of Land Immortals!

Therefore,

upon suddenly hearing this request, he naturally felt a flicker of curiosity.

014-Regal Ying Zheng, the Coveted Murong Longcheng! (Request flowers, request tips)

"Soon will be Zhang Sanfeng of Great Ming's hundredth birthday."

"I wish to present Your Majesty with a grand gift, and simultaneously train my subordinates."

"But due to my low martial cultivation and my distance from his land, I seek to borrow Master Moda to escort me."

She organized her words.

Minmin Temur explained clearly and logically.

As for why she did not request a Land Immortal Realm cultivator,

she had enough self-awareness to know her limits.

Unless one made extraordinary contributions to the Great Yuan,

otherwise,

for a transcendent being like a Land Immortal,

demanding their protection would be no different from dreaming in broad daylight!

"Granted!"

"Here is my imperial decree."

"Take this token to Master Moda's Palace afterward."

Upon hearing her explanation,

Temujin did not press further.

He casually removed the token from his waist.

"Thank you, Your Majesty! Minmin will not betray your trust!"

Minmin Temur was overjoyed.

She bowed again swiftly, receiving the token with both hands in reverent silence.

Great Qin, Xianyanggong.

In contrast to Temujin's disdain and contempt,

Ying Zheng now frowned slightly, lost in thought.

Though Great Qin's national strength was the strongest among all states,

it could not be denied that

Qin was not a unified whole.

Not only were the Hundred Schools flourishing, but remnants of the Six States had formed anti-Qin factions stirring unrest across the land.

Yet he, always ambitious and with a mind full of grand designs, paid little heed to these matters.

Or rather.

In his eyes, apart from the Eight Imperial Dynasties, these people were all locusts after autumn, incapable of stirring up any great turmoil.

If he wished, he could crush them with a flick of his hand!

But now.

He had begun to consider these issues.

It was not out of fear or worry.

With his far-sighted vision, he clearly understood.

After the Heavenly Dao Golden List appeared, the layout of the Nine Provinces Continent would undergo an unprecedented upheaval.

It was also the perfect opportunity for Great Qin to unify the world and claim supremacy over the Nine Provinces.

Therefore.

If he could not first solidify the internal structure into an unbreakable iron plate before the chaos began,

When war erupted,

Even if these forces could not stir up great turmoil,

Their meddling and sabotage from behind would still be utterly nauseating!

Thinking of this,

Ying Zheng's eyes flashed with cold light, and he gave his order in a tone neither sorrowful nor joyful.

"Zhao Gao, I give you one month to uproot all anti-Qin forces!"

"If you encounter resistance you cannot handle, deploy Great Qin's power to crush it outright—net every last remnant of the Six Kingdoms and all anti-Qin factions!"

Zhao Gao, who stood beside him, felt a faint surge of joy within.

Yet his face remained expressionless as he bowed low in response.

"As Your Majesty commands!"

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

"Send word to the leaders of the Hundred Schools: submit, or perish!"

"My Great Qin does not need unruly factions!"

Feeling the overwhelming domineering aura and majestic pressure bearing down on him,

Zhang Han's heart tightened.