Chapter 889

"In my view, just now there was another surge of Heaven and Earth's primordial force, and Heaven sent down such terrifying Lei Ting — all because those two are Children of Fortune.

Lord Wu'an, you failed to keep him here, but that was due to fate, not your fault."

Prince Zichu knew Bai Qi still harbored some resentment over letting Wuming slip away, so he deliberately teased him once more,

"And in my view, this Wuming is far from the Wu Lin myth of Yunzhou — rather unworthy of his name!"

Though it was a teasing remark, in truth it was indeed accurate.

That Wuming, the Wu Lin myth of Yunzhou, went alone with a single sword, charging into the Great Yuan Imperial City,

right under the watchful eyes of the four Great Yuan nation-protecting enshrined deities — Lotus Life Buddha, Long Xiang Seng, Monk Huanxi, and Monk Naomo —

and, bearing tremendous pressure, slew Pojun beneath his blade.

That boldness, that strength — how could the Wuming of this world even hope to compare?"

"Your Highness…"

How could Bai Qi fail to hear the comfort in Prince Zichu's words? He couldn't help but be even more moved.

"Alright, alright, Your Highness, General, Master Yin has already gone back — let's head back too!"

Shang Yang knew what was on Prince Zichu's mind and immediately cut off Bai Qi's words.

The three of them then rose into the high sky, once again following the entrance to the otherworld hidden within the clouds above, and returned to the Nine Provinces.

The moment they emerged, they saw the assembled high officials of Great Qin, with the Hundred Schools of Thought all gathered before the Lan Chi Palace.

Yin Zhong said,

"Your Majesty, this Child of Fortune is truly extraordinary.

If it hadn't been for Prince Zichu and the other two assisting me just now, I'm afraid I would have suffered no light an injury!"

Indeed, both Canjian and Wuming were Children of Fortune of that world.

The so-called Children of Fortune are those favored by the Heavenly Dao, bearing unique missions that must be fulfilled.

Before their mission is complete, they may be said to turn ill fortune into good, and misfortune into blessing.

Yet Yin Zhong, Prince Zichu, and the others were not people of that world, but of the Nine Provinces.

Their sudden intrusion into that world was, in truth, a bit of an uninvited entry, catching the Heavenly Dao of that world off guard.

After they forcibly brought him out afterward, with Canjian's aura gone, the Heavenly Dao could only let the matter drop for now.

The various reasons behind all this — even setting aside Hearing Ying Zheng and the others, Yin Zhong himself was only half-clear on it.

He only knew the Lei Ting had been fierce just now, and had no idea that if he had stayed a moment longer, waiting for the Lei Yun to continue brewing,

no matter how vast his cultivation, as long as the mysterious figure behind him did not act, he would surely have perished beneath the Lei Ting!

The high officials of Great Qin and the Hundred Schools of Thought had naturally all witnessed that dire scene earlier.

Although the Lei Ting shot out from the Lei Yun looked plain and unadorned,

the fact that it could wound Yin Zhong let everyone know just how perilous it truly was.

Hearing Ying Zheng said with even greater concern,

"Master Yin has rendered great service today; I shall surely reward him handsomely.

Did the Lei Ting just now wound Master Yin?

Chongxin, go fetch a few thousand-year spiritual medicines at once to help Master Yin heal."

With a single command, out came several thousand-year spiritual medicines.

And these were merely a few thousand-year spiritual medicines for healing Yin Zhong's wounds, not a reward.

Such bearing — worthy indeed of the foremost imperial court of the Nine Provinces!

Even Yin Zhong, with all his broad experience, and now with his cultivation and status risen another level,

still felt Hearing Ying Zheng was a decent man, and could not help but cup his hands in gratitude.

Over on the other side, Canjian was also jolted back to his senses by these words.

He had still been somewhat dazed, not knowing why he had been dragged to this strange place.

Nor did he know just who these high officials and nobles were.

Now, hearing them address each other as Your Majesty and Master, and most crucially, Hearing Ying Zheng's call of "Chongxin,"

Canjian immediately looked over and found that this Chongxin truly bore a ninety-nine percent resemblance to the Chongxin of the Qin state,

"Ha! So you really are the Qin scoundrels…

Where's that tyrant Hearing Ying Zheng? Could it be that he's dead?"

Back in the day, Canjian and Miss Feixue had joined forces to storm the Qin Wang Gong, throwing the Qin Army into utter disarray.

Afterward, Miss Feixue single-handedly held off the Qin Army while Canjian charged alone into the main hall, intending to slay Qin Wang Hearing Ying Zheng.

He hadn't expected Qin Wang Hearing Ying Zheng's Wu Gong to be quite decent.

But in the end, the gap between them and Canjian was far too great.

After a fierce exchange, Canjian sent the treasured sword in Qin Wang Hearing Ying Zheng's hand flying.

Just as he was about to strike the killing blow, he suddenly awoke.

If Qin Wang Hearing Ying Zheng died, would the world truly be at peace?

The answer he gave himself was no.

Therefore, in the end, that final sword — Canjian did not thrust it.

Instead, amid the incomprehension of Qin Wang Hearing Ying Zheng and Miss Feixue, he left the Qin Wang Gong.

In the years since, he had lived in seclusion in a small town, only hoping that Qin Wang Hearing Ying Zheng truly could unify the world and put an end to the wars.

Who could have imagined that before any news of Qin Wang Hearing Ying Zheng's unification of the world arrived, he himself had been captured.

The Chongxin before him, who looked like a great Qin Eunuch, and this rather young monarch — all pointed unmistakably to this being the Qin Wang Gong.

Only this young monarch looked nothing like Qin Wang Hearing Ying Zheng.

Therefore, Can Jian only said that in a fit of anger.

"How dare you!"

Zhang Han, hearing Can Jian's insolent words, immediately prepared to teach him a lesson.

It was Ying Zheng who reacted faster, waving his hand to stop Zhang Han,

"It's fine. He has merely mistaken me for someone else."

Then, looking at Can Jian, he said,

"I am Ying Zheng, Emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty, not the Ying Zheng you know."

So the ruler of that Qin Kingdom was also called Ying Zheng?!

But compared to him, he himself was incomparably stronger!

"I have invited you here today because I wish to ask you for some guidance — in total, how many supreme Mythical Realm experts do you know?"

The sole purpose of capturing him alive was to have Can Jian provide the relevant information.

After all, the Qinglong Society's mission was to capture and slay all the supreme Mythical Realm experts in this world.

"Bah…"

Hearing Ying Zheng's words, Can Jian was first baffled.

Then, once he clearly understood that Ying Zheng had captured him to extract information from him,

What sort of person was he, Can Jian?

He was a chivalrous hero of great renown throughout the Seven Kingdoms!

He was the extraordinary knight-errant who had joined forces with Miss Feixue to storm the Qin royal palace, and then withdrawn safely!

Everyone in the world who heard of Can Jian expressed their admiration!

Could a man like him possibly be the sort to betray others in order to cling to life?

Therefore, without a second thought, Can Jian openly spat.

Fortunately, his meridians were sealed, and he could not mobilize any of his true essence.

The spit he hawked up this time was even weaker than an ordinary person's.

Ying Zheng naturally was not hit by his spit, but he could not stem the towering fury of the Great Qin's senior ministers.

Zhao Gao was the prime example among them, immediately stepping forward to say,

"Your Majesty, this bandit is especially hateful. I beg Your Majesty to hand him over to me.

I will make him talk within twelve hours."

Ying Zheng also felt some irritation at Can Jian's inability to read the situation.

Originally, he had intended to treat him with due courtesy, and after Can Jian supplied the information he wanted, let him enjoy one last stretch of time.

Now it seemed these assassins would always be assassins!