Chapter 200

Even such a top-tier expert as Ling Donglai, standing atop the Nine Provinces, was subdued!!

Thinking of this possibility.

Ying Zheng's eyes flickered with a hint of shock.

His expression grew solemn.

He muttered softly to himself.

"It seems I really need to consider that man's suggestion."

Saying this.

He fell into silence.

His face bore a thoughtful expression.

Although Qin's reserves, along with that ultimate weapon,

could hold their own even in direct confrontation with the Qinglong Society.

But no matter what,

the Qinglong Society's power is still too strong!

Strong enough to make him somewhat wary!

As an emperor who seeks to unify the world and claim supremacy over the Nine Provinces,

the Da Yuan and the Tang Dynasty are already enough to constrain him.

He does not want to see another force emerge, similar to these two—or even stronger!

Even if he has confidence,

that even if several more arose, he could still claim supremacy over the Nine Provinces.

But the difficulty has increased by far more than ten or twenty percent.

Unless absolutely necessary,

he naturally prefers an easier path.

To unify the world sooner.

Da Yuan, Imperial Court.

"It seems my greatest enemy has grown by one more."

"Interesting, it's becoming ever more interesting."

Gazing at the Heavenly Dao Golden List hanging in the void.

Tie Muzhen's face could not help but show a faint smile.

Deep in his eyes, a spark of interest stirred.

He knew,

the Qinglong Society had grown too powerful to control.

To eliminate it would likely not be an easy task.

And judging from the recent upheavals among the Five Imperial Dynasties,

the odds are high that they, like him, covet the Nine Provinces!

Thus,

it naturally stirred his competitive spirit.

After all,

across the entire Nine Provinces,

aside from Qin Huang Ying Zheng, he had never had a true rival!

Even the Tang Dynasty, whose strength was only slightly weaker than Da Yuan's,

he had never taken seriously.

Now, suddenly, another has appeared,

and a formidable one at that!

How could he not be intrigued?!

With this thought,

Tie Muzhen straightened his expression, a wry smile curling at his lips.

He spoke in a calm voice.

"How is things going at Changchun Valley?"

No sooner had he spoken,

than a dark shadow suddenly appeared in the hall.

He knelt on one knee, head bowed.

He replied without a trace of emotion.

"Your Khan, we've made some progress."

"But with Qin and Tang looming nearby, gaining the upper hand will require considerable effort."

Upon hearing this,

Tie Muzhen frowned slightly.

A flicker of displeasure crossed his stern, venerable face.

"Exactly how long? What's the chance of success?"

"This… Your subject does not know!"

The shadow hesitated, lowering his head further.

Feeling the atmosphere within the hall gradually grow stifling.

Beads of sweat seeped unconsciously from his brow.

"Hmph!"

"You know not this, you know not that. What use has this Khan of you lot?!"

Tie Muzhen gave a heavy snort.

Between the lines, there brimmed a wave of displeasure.

His gaze also turned somewhat icy.

"Your subordinate is incompetent! Khan, please mete out punishment!"

He gave an involuntary start.

The black shadow spoke in a low voice.

His entire head was buried lower and lower.

"This matter will be noted for now."

"Yin Susu, convey this Khan's order: send someone to the Mi Sect, and have that person head to Dali."

"You must bring back the Fountain of Youth and the scriptures for this Khan!!"

A glint of sinister viciousness flashed through his eyes.

Tie Muzhen fell silent for two breaths.

He spoke coldly.

An aura of imperial might made the atmosphere in the hall grow all the more oppressive.

"I humbly obey the Khan's command!"

The black shadow's breath hitched.

He hurriedly responded.

And in the very instant he answered.

The invisible pressure that had blanketed his entire body abruptly vanished into thin air.

A flash of relief passed through his heart.

The black shadow secretly let out a breath.

He respectfully offered a salute, turned, and withdrew.

Great Sui, Imperial Palace Side Court.

He drew his gaze back from the void.