Chapter 268

Even with Xue Yiren's half-life of slaughter, he felt immense admiration for Su Chen at this moment.

Under heaven, there were truly very few who dared to provoke the Qinglong Society.

Continuing to read, Xue Yiren was shocked again.

Yan Nantian had actually fallen into the Valley of Villains, and his mind was unclear, half-mad and half-crazy.

This made Xue Yiren sigh with emotion.

As a veteran Sword God, he had roamed the Jianghu for a long time, but he had never truly stood out.

In the first ten years after his sword skills reached their peak, he ran into the peerless Yan Nantian.

The second ten years were the heyday of Xie Xiaofeng.

The third ten years, he had a chance to suppress Ximen Chuixue, but his heart had grown old.

Now seeing Yan Nantian, who had suppressed him back then, fall into such a state, he felt deeply that the Jianghu was growing old, and new people were replacing the old.

"The righteous Yan Nantian should not have fallen into such a state..."

Xue Yiren murmured, his eyes becoming firm.

"Make arrangements; I am going on a long journey."

Xue Yiren wiped his precious sword, his gaze cold as ice.

The old butler asked curiously: "Where is the Master going?"

"Valley of Villains."

"How can a dignified God of Sword Dao be trapped by these petty people?"

Xue Yiren said coldly.

……

At the same time.

Center of Dongting Lake, Nujiao Island.

Lang Fanyun also received the latest issue of the "Snowy Blades" story.

He turned directly to the casual talk page, scanned it, and revealed a look of understanding.

His name appeared in the second place on the Sword God Ranking.

The first place on the Sword God Ranking was...

Lang Fanyun continued reading, his pupils shrinking suddenly.

The Great Dragon Head of the Qinglong Society!

Bai Yujing in the heavens.

This identity could truly be called heaven-reaching.

"It seems that the sword from last night that was like a Sword Immortal descending to the dust came from this Bai Yujing."

"The number one Sword God on the Sword God Ranking, truly lives up to his name."

Lang Fanyun sighed with emotion.

That heart that wanted to draw his sword and return to the Jianghu became hot again.

……

Great Qin Empire, main hall of the imperial palace.

Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng wore a five-clawed black dragon robe, sitting high in the main seat, his gaze sweeping over the hall, full of majesty.

There were six imperial dynasties in the Central Plains, but in terms of the most powerful, it was definitely the Great Qin Empire.

Especially the contemporary Qin Emperor Ying Zheng, who was heaven-reaching and had swallowed the six kingdoms with a sweeping momentum.

At that time, it caused unknown ripples, with countries in the Central Plains looking sideways, and foreign dynasties trembling in fear.

Even that vast Jianghu could not escape Ying Zheng's control.

He set up the Luo Wang organization under his command, gathering experts from all over the world, known as "Heaven-Killing and Earth-Ending," penetrating everywhere.

Within the Great Qin Jianghu, anyone who dared to threaten the Great Qin's rule would be eliminated by Luo Wang immediately.

And besides clearing out the remnants of the Jianghu for the empire, the Luo Wang organization had another major task.

That was to find the method of longevity for Ying Zheng.

At this very moment, in the main hall.

Luo Wang leader Zhao Gao was standing humbly at the foot of the stairs, respectfully saying:

"Reporting to Your Majesty, recently the Luo Wang organization has collected many unpassed secret manuals from Jianghu sects."

"Among them, one sword manual is the most powerful, suspected to be the inheritance of one of the Eight Swords of the King of Yue back then."

If these words were spread, it would surely trigger a Jianghu shock.

Back then, the sword skills of the Yue Kingdom were the best under heaven, especially the Eight Swords of the King of Yue, each of which had heaven-shaking power.

Their sword manuals, any one of which placed in the Jianghu would trigger bloody storms, were priceless treasures.

But there was no joy on Ying Zheng's face; instead, he was very impatient.

"Over the years, I have let Luo Wang collect secret manuals of divine skills from all over the world, and the gains are no less than ten thousand volumes, encompassing everything."

"But I only ask you one thing: can one achieve longevity?"

Ying Zheng said plainly.

This one sentence directly cornered Zhao Gao.

The divine skill manuals collected by Luo Wang over these years, any one taken out would be enough to establish a sect.

But to say there was a cultivation technique that could achieve longevity, there really wasn't one.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the method of longevity is the Dao of Immortals; perhaps it does not exist in the human world at all."

There was no help for it; Zhao Gao could only bite the bullet and explain.

Ying Zheng's face sank even further upon hearing this, but surprisingly, he did not flare up.

He knew this truth well.

In this vast world, he had never heard of anyone achieving longevity.

Even if there were, they were only legendary immortals who cultivated immortal cultivation techniques, which could not be taken as true.

"Could it be that I was wrong to pursue the path of longevity so bitterly?"

Ying Zheng muttered to himself, doubting for a moment.

Just at this moment, a little eunuch walked in and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, Prince Fusu requests an audience."

"What is he doing here?"

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, but still nodded and said: "Let him in."

A moment later, Fusu walked in with large strides, holding a storybook in his hand.

"Father, great news!"

Fusu shouted excitedly, forgetting even to bow.

Ying Zheng said coldly: "Fidgety and restless, what kind of decorum is this?"

Fusu then realized his loss of composure, hurriedly added a bow, and said excitedly: "Father, I have discovered the method of longevity."

"What?"

Ying Zheng stood up in shock and said in a deep voice: "Where did you discover the method of longevity? Tell me quickly."

Zhao Gao on the side looked like he had seen a ghost.

He had led Luo Wang to run around for decades and hadn't discovered the method of longevity; could Fusu discover it?

"This method of longevity is hidden in the 'Snowy Blades' story; Father will know at a glance."

Fusu said, holding the storybook high above his head.

Zhao Gao sneered: "A storybook? Prince Fusu wouldn't be taking the fantasies of those street storytellers seriously, would he?"

"Lord Zhao is wrong. Mr. Su is by no means an ordinary storyteller, but an immortal descended to earth, and every word he says is reasonable."

Fusu said very seriously.

"Enough!"

Ying Zheng felt he was being played, pointed at Fusu and said: "I ordered you to study the laws of the Great Qin diligently, and you use your time to read these miscellaneous books?"

"Father, this Mr. Su is truly very miraculous; all his previous assertions have been confirmed."

Fusu said patiently.

Ying Zheng was already impatient and wanted to let Fusu retreat, but a cold voice suddenly came from the side:

"Your Majesty, this Mr. Su does indeed have extraordinary aspects; Moon God can vouch for it."

Accompanying this voice, a tall woman walked out from the shadows of the main hall.