The Great Xia Dynasty's Longevity Begins with Connecting to the Swallowed Starry Sky

Teng Zijing received the order and set off from Qingdu.

He didn't even dare let his wife know that this order came from a rather strange place.

But he knew he had to do it.

He wasn't a smart man, but he knew that the affairs of the Supervisory Council were very complicated.

Moreover, ever since he joined the Overwatch Council, he has always had a sense of urgency and crisis.

This order came out rather strangely, and he found it odd, but once the order was given, he had no choice but to go.

Chen Pingping was no good person.

The rules of the Overwatch Council are even more brutal.

This mission was a secret mission, and Teng Zijing didn't intend to tell anyone more.

He doesn't actually have many friends.

However, he had only been gone for two days and had not yet reached Danzhou, not even halfway there.

He was stopped by someone.

"what happened?"

Teng Zijing was immediately startled. As a member of the Fourth Division of the Surveillance Bureau, he was on a secret mission this time.

Logically speaking, only a very few people should know his whereabouts.

However, these two people were in the middle of nowhere.

He just stood there so brazenly; Teng Zijing wouldn't believe he wasn't waiting for her.

He wanted to turn around and leave, but unfortunately, he had only taken a few steps when he found that the two people were still in front of him.

what happened?

Are these two really that skilled in martial arts?

"Gentlemen, may I ask where you come from?"

Teng Zijing knew that she couldn't hide anymore.

He was unsure of himself; these two didn't seem very strong.

But he had no idea how the other party had done that.

The difference was less than fifteen minutes, and he had no idea how the other person had managed it.

You should know that he is a sixth-rank expert.

He didn't even notice, and thought to himself?

But clearly, these two people seem to be inferior to me.

He became alert and wary; this illogical situation seemed strange no matter how he looked at it.

Moreover, one of these two appears to be a martial artist, dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, and his aura suggests he is at most a fifth-rank martial artist.

The other one was dressed as a Confucian scholar.

Is he a scholar?

Of course, this doesn't mean that scholars can't practice martial arts, but generally speaking, achieving success in both academics and martial arts are two different paths.

It's already very difficult to achieve success in one path.

Should we take both paths at the same time?

how is this possible.

He was still somewhat worried and wondering who had leaked his whereabouts.

However, after accepting the mission, he did not tell anyone his whereabouts.

Were these two already with us when they left Qingdu?
But that's impossible. He's already a sixth-rank expert. How could anyone have followed him for so long without him noticing?

Isn't he incredibly ignorant?

This is absolutely impossible.

Moreover, these two people seem to be inferior to me.

While Teng Zijing was still in a state of surprise and doubt, the scholar said, "I came here only to ask you to help me carry some things to Danzhou."

Ok?
To Danzhou?
How did they know they were going to Danzhou, in this direction, when they were still far from Danzhou?

The mission has been leaked.

How can it be!

This is a top-secret mission. Is there something wrong within the Oversight Council?

The moment the thought crossed his mind, he knew something was wrong.

The Censorate is Chen Pingping's stronghold, how could there be a problem?
But that's just how it is; if there were no problems, why would his whereabouts be leaked?

"Bring something, bring what?"

Teng Zijing knew that now that things had come to this point, there was no point in denying it.

So he directly asked a question in return.

Before the two could answer, Teng Zijing had already thrown out several hidden weapons and was running off in another direction without looking back.

"The use of concealed weapons is prohibited here."

Teng Zijing only heard this sentence, and then the sound of the hidden weapon cutting through the air disappeared from his ears.

In less than two seconds, the sound of the hidden weapon hitting the ground could be heard.

"What the hell."

If someone says "the use of concealed weapons is prohibited," do concealed weapons just fall to the ground?

If no sound of clashing weapons was heard, it means that it wasn't knocked down by other hidden weapons.

The two sounds of the weapons hitting the ground indicate that both of his thrown weapons were knocked down.

He was terrified. What were these two people? They were so weird.

Then he heard another sentence: "Ah Qi is ten zhang ahead."

A figure suddenly appeared before him; it was the man dressed as a martial artist, already holding a sword in his hand.

As soon as he appeared, he thrust his sword directly at himself.

Teng Zijing hurriedly stopped, but had no choice but to fight back.

His rapid pace was halted, and he almost choked on his breath.

Ah Qi quickly stepped forward and began to fight him.

Teng Zijing then realized that the other party did indeed seem to be weaker than him, and his previous feeling was correct.

He was probably around the fifth rank.

There is a significant gap between each level of martial arts.

The difference between the lower three ranks is relatively small, and can be bridged by the sophistication of the moves.

Once you reach the fourth rank or above, your internal energy flows throughout your entire body, and the sophistication of your moves is only relative.

The difference between each grade is enormous.

Unless it's something like Overlord True Qi, where the purity of True Qi is extremely high, it's possible to use the difference in True Qi to defeat a stronger opponent with a weaker one.

But once you reach the eighth rank, you're basically useless.

However, the opponent's attack did not seem to be any particularly sophisticated internal skill.

Of course, Teng Zijing didn't know that the domineering true qi level of true qi cultivation techniques was only suitable for Teng Zijing's own practice and was not good, with a huge gap.

However, after a few dozen moves, Teng Zijing realized that his opponent's strength was indeed far inferior to his own.

Moreover, the opponent seemed to lack experience in dealing with enemies, and their methods were somewhat crude.

He even forgot to hold back a third of his strength.

"Aqi's inner armor defense has been doubled."

Teng Zijing had just used his experience to punch the other person in the stomach.

Before he could make the call, the sound came from behind him again.

Teng Zijing felt as if his fist had hit some kind of metal, and his fist was in pain.

He quickly took a few steps back and looked back at the scholar.

This person exhibits unusual behavior whenever they open their mouth to speak?

Why didn't he just say I fainted?
Teng Zijing's mind raced as he fought for a while longer. Every time he was about to succeed, the person behind him would speak.

However, each time he speaks, the content is different.

Some boost defense, some boost agility, and some offer teleportation.

Teng Zijing was really frustrated. He was stronger, but he still couldn't beat his opponent, so it was useless.

"It seems we need to deal with that scholar behind the scenes first. His abilities are too strange; has he made the wrong choice?"

Teng Zijing felt that she had been too decisive just now, thinking that she could escape with her life.

Who knew this would happen?

He used the force of the clash to propel himself backward, rapidly advancing towards the scholar.

"Watch out!" Ah Qi shouted.

He never expected that his lack of combat experience would lead to such a vulnerability.

But after he shouted it out, he realized that he had actually been overthinking it.

The opponent's ability to survive is far superior to mine.

Teng Zijing thought that he had caught the other party off guard and should be able to take care of one of them first.

No matter how monstrous this person is, or how strange their power is, as long as I get close, they should be helpless, right?

As a result, the scholar took out a fan, fanned himself, and said, "I have sharp and incisive words."

Then, he looked at the scholar's mouth.

A gun and a sword emerged from his mouth and hurtled toward him.

This?
Teng Zijing was startled; this power was indeed very strange.

He could only roll away lazily to avoid it, intending to get up immediately and continue towards the scholar.

But then the scholar said, "I am ten feet away."

This time, Teng Zijing witnessed with his own eyes that the scholar's body suddenly disappeared after he finished speaking.

Just as he was about to turn around, Ah Qi attacked from behind again.

Teng Zijing only had time to turn around to deal with the situation before she saw that the scholar had indeed appeared ten feet away.

What a hell.

What power is this?
Can it be achieved simply by speaking?

Isn't this just daydreaming?

Is it really that simple?
But Ah Qi was already right in front of him, so there was no point in him thinking about anything else.

Over there, the scholar began to coordinate with Ah Qi again, launching a continuous attack.

Half an hour later, Teng Zijing was a little tired. He took a few steps back after an attack and shouted, "I'm not fighting anymore! Just tell me what you want me to bring."

From the start of the attack until now, Teng Zijing has not sensed any killing intent from the other party. Does that mean that the other party did not actually intend to kill him?
It does seem a bit like using oneself as a practice ground for swordsmanship.

As for what the scholar was going to do, he didn't know.

Anyway, he definitely can't win. If the fight continues, he'll be in trouble.

Ah Qi glanced at Teng Zijing with some regret; real combat experience is not something that can be acquired easily.

He was quick enough to find it during this mission.

Or rather, it was snatched up.

Who knew something like this would happen, or that I would encounter someone like this?

The scholar nodded, glanced at Ah Qi, and said, "Although the master said that if the other party doesn't know what's good for them, you can practice your combat experience, we should still follow the task assigned by the master. If there are any problems with the task, neither of us can afford to suffer the consequences."

"Yes." Ah Qi said dejectedly.

Teng Zijing heard the word "sir," which seemed to indicate that this person was the mastermind behind them.
He stood ten feet away, ready to leave or engage in battle at any moment.

That scholar's abilities are too strange. Who knows if he might suddenly teleport someone to your doorstep?
This person's combat experience has also improved rapidly, and I'm finding it a bit difficult to keep up.

The scholar nodded, reached out and took out a letter, saying, "The letter is five feet away."

The envelope in his hand suddenly disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was already five feet away.

Teng Zijing saw the envelope suddenly appear in front of him and hurriedly reached out to grab it.

He didn't dare touch it directly with his hands, but instead scooped it up with his sleeve.

He was also worried that the envelope might be poisoned. "Who should I give it to?"

He looked at it and it seemed that there was no recipient's name on it.

The scholar said, "Whoever you go to, give this letter to after you lose."

Ok?
Does the other person know who I'm going to see?

Well, that's true. They even knew his whereabouts and managed to intercept him on the road.

The other party must know about my mission.

It seems that the Supervisory Board is not a monolithic entity.

He was assigned an assassination mission.

Wait, is he going to lose?

How can it be!

Fan Xian was only a sixteen-year-old boy; how could he possibly defeat him?

He's a sixth-rank martial artist!

Before he could say anything more, the scholar, who had been about to leave, seemed to remember something and took out a porcelain bottle: "The master said that you helped deliver the letter, and this is your reward. This is a life-saving pill; it can save your life in Niulan Street someday. Here you go."

After the scholar finished speaking, he threw the object over.

Then he left with Ah Qi.

Ah Qi seemed a little reluctant, feeling that Teng Zijing was a good candidate for training.

His combat experience has increased significantly.

However, since the scholar had left, Ah Qi had no choice but to turn around and follow him.

"Who is it?"

Teng Zijing reached out and took the porcelain bottle.

He was extremely puzzled. "Will Niulan Street save my life in the future?"
He opened the porcelain bottle and smelled a medicinal fragrance.

"Good medicine."

But is this a medicinal pill?

Although he didn't recognize the medicine, the aroma of it made the injuries he had sustained from the two men's beatings he had just suffered much better.

He quickly put the lid on the porcelain bottle.

"This is definitely a good thing; just smelling it is like it can cure diseases. Eating it will definitely be good for you."

Teng Zijing was a connoisseur; he knew this was a good item.

As for the other party's charlatan-like words, Teng Zijing simply didn't believe them.

This time, he came to kill Fan Xian.

What's so special about a mere waiter?
He's a dignified sixth-rank master, isn't it easy for him to capture him?

Although puzzled, why would the other party give such a nice gift just so I could deliver a letter?

Isn't this too frivolous?

Moreover, the other party can deliver the items directly.

Since that martial artist is called Ah Qi, it's hard to guarantee that there won't be some Ah Liu, Ah Wu, or something similar.

The "master" the scholar was referring to must be an important figure, someone who couldn't possibly be without capable people to send.

Why do you need to hand it over yourself?
In addition, the other party was being very charlatan, saying that something bad would happen to him on Niulan Street. Isn't that just nonsense?

Once he had all the good stuff in his hands, he didn't care whether the other party was lying or not.

Continue on your way.

Little did he know that half a day later, the scholar and Ah Qi returned and reported the situation to Qin Hao.

"Sir, we have been fighting for about 45 minutes and have not been able to defeat the enemy. We are truly incompetent. Please punish us."

You should know that they were all orphans, raised by their teacher.

They were also taught amazing martial arts and Confucianism and Taoism, but on their first mission, they almost fell.

Qin Hao didn't care at all: "It's okay, as long as things are accomplished in the end."

"Take a break next time. We'll call you back when there's a mission."

"Yes, thank you for your understanding, sir."

It took Teng Zijing about twelve days to reach Danzhou.

After making some arrangements, I remembered what the other party had said: I would fail.

He was extremely careful, but in the end he still failed.

I originally thought I could win by using some tricks.

As it turned out, the other party saw through all my arrangements.

He's just a sixteen-year-old boy!

When did he become unable to beat even a boy his age?

But the other party is indeed a sixth-rank official, seemingly a bit higher than himself?
After some negotiation, Teng Zijing admitted defeat and agreed to submit.

Then, he took out a letter.

"Hmm?" Fan Xian was a little puzzled. He had his own reasons for letting Teng Zijing go.

First, Teng Zijing is a member of the Surveillance Bureau, so he cannot kill him directly.

Secondly, he also wanted to obtain some information about Qingdu from Teng Zijing.

Especially his concubine, Aunt Liu.

Fan Xian felt that the person who tried to kill him was probably Aunt Liu.

This isn't the first time something like this has happened in recent years.

He just couldn't understand how things could have turned out this way.

However, as a time traveler, Fan Xian felt it was understandable.

After all, in such ancient societies, it's understandable to prevent illegitimate children from seizing family property.

I understand, but I won't accept it.

"It seems I should head back to Qingdu."

Fan Xian muttered to himself, when he saw Teng Zijing take out a letter from his chest.

"What? My concubine Liu still has a letter for me?"

"What Aunt Liu?" Teng Zijing asked, somewhat puzzled. "I came here on a confidential mission from the Surveillance Bureau, not to be some Aunt Liu."

"Then what is this letter?" Fan Xian remained noncommittal.

He was an illegitimate child who grew up in Danzhou and hadn't offended anyone.

How could there be other people?

But he still accepted the letter that Teng Zijing took out.

No signature.

"Who gave it to you?"

"do not know."

what?
Fan Xian found it rather strange.

Teng Zijing sent him a letter, but he didn't know who it was.
"There are two people, and they're a bit strange. One of them is a martial artist, which isn't strange at all, but the other is dressed as a scholar. Every time I'm about to settle a score with that martial artist called Ah Qi, he'll say a few strange things, but what's amazing is that what he says always comes true."

what?
Fan Xian was taken aback and pulled Teng Zijing aside to ask her questions in detail.

In the end, we still knew nothing.

"I knew he was saying he was doing the master's job and asked me to bring you a letter. I don't know who it is."

Having no other choice, Fan Xian opened the envelope.

He didn't sense any poison in the envelope or the letter. He was Fei Jie's apprentice, and had made countless poisons since childhood, so he knew a lot about them.

Upon opening the letter and seeing the elegant handwriting, Fan Xian couldn't help but exclaim, "What beautiful calligraphy! What a fine example of Yan Zhenqing's style!"

Ok?
Suddenly, Fan Xian was taken aback.

How could Yan style calligraphy appear in this world?
He already knew that this was different from ancient times on Earth.

But surprisingly, Yan style calligraphy appeared here.

Could it be another time traveler?
But how did that person know that he was also a time traveler?

Teng Zijing was very curious about what a bunker was, but he was too embarrassed to come and see.

The letter seemed to be kept somewhat secret; he had just submitted and it was not appropriate to peek at it.

Fan Xian was stunned for a moment, then began to read the letter.

However, the letter did not mention the sender's identity, but instead introduced the situation in Qingdu.

Among the court officials, there are several factions, the most important of which is the Censorate.

The eight principles of the Auditorium and the concept of "all men are created equal" greatly surprised him.

Could such a concept truly exist in this feudal society?
However, the Auditorium still exists.

The person in front of me, who had been given a secret mission to kill me, was from the Fourth Bureau of the Surveillance Bureau.

Then there are some functions and powers of the Oversight Council.

Including but not limited to:
It supervises all officials in the capital and has the power to interrogate officials of the third rank and below.

They had their own prison and private army, and one of the Black Knights was mentioned, who was said to be extremely powerful.

It includes the power to gather intelligence, report corrupt officials, and censor publications.

The department was divided into eight sections and a supervisory position. Each section was responsible for different functions. For example, the first section was responsible for reviewing officials, the second section was responsible for intelligence statistics and planning, and the third section was responsible for developing drugs and unconventional weapons.

It also briefly mentioned what each of the various departments of the Auditorium was responsible for.

One department was responsible for vetting officials, the second department was responsible for intelligence statistics and planning, and the third department was responsible for developing drugs and unorthodox weapons.

The Fourth Division was primarily responsible for monitoring officials in various prefectures and regions outside of Kyoto, as well as establishing intelligence networks in other countries to gather real-time information on military affairs and enemy courts.

The Oversight Council has eight departments, each with its own responsibilities. The heads of each department are all high-ranking or extremely dangerous figures in the Qing Kingdom.

One of the departments, which served as the main subordinate department for supervising the officials of Kyoto, was a crucial department within the Censorate.

The Fifth Division is the most mysterious and terrifying department of the Overwatch Council. It is directly under the Director of the Overwatch Council, Chen Pingping, and the entire department consists of cavalrymen dressed in black armor and wearing black masks.

This is what is known as the Black Knights.

The Sixth Bureau, like the Fifth Bureau, is a highly capable and extremely mysterious department within the Supervisory Council.

Moreover, compared to the Black Knights' large-scale raids and operations, the Sixth Division's operations were more covert and efficient.

The main function of the Sixth Division members is assassination. They can often take the lives of their targets without anyone noticing, and their efficiency is so great that it strikes fear into the hearts of many.

In addition to assassination duties, the Sixth Division can also protect designated personnel, meaning they can act as bodyguards for specific individuals.

In the latter half of the original novel, the Sixth Bureau personnel also protected Fan Xian, and their combat strength was in no way inferior to that of the Imperial Guards such as Gao Da, whom Fan Jian had arranged to be by his side.

Even if these people from the Sixth Division are one or two ranks lower than you in combat, they will use their experience and the environment to unexpectedly kill you. This is precisely what makes the Sixth Division so terrifying.

As the Shadow Master in charge of the Sixth Division, he is also the most powerful ninth-rank expert in the Supervisory Council, known as the "Number One Assassin in the World," capable of taking on a thousand cavalrymen single-handedly.

As the head of the Sixth Division, Shadow often stayed by Dean Chen Pingping's side, serving as Chen Pingping's personal bodyguard.

The Seventh Division also served as an auxiliary department within the Supervisory Council, in charge of prisons, detaining serious offenders, and interrogating and training them.

The prisons under its jurisdiction are the most strict and terrifying in the Qing Kingdom. Moreover, as a department of the Supervisory Bureau, the tortures used to interrogate prisoners are unprecedentedly terrifying. The prisoners held in the prisons are all heinous criminals, and some are even important leaders of enemy countries.

Take Xiao En, the top spy chief of Northern Qi, who was known as "Xiao En in the North and Ping Ping in the South" and who once made the officials and people of Qing Kingdom tremble with fear, for example. He was imprisoned and interrogated in seven places for more than 20 years, and the tortures inflicted on him were all ruthless and decisive.

The Seventh Division primarily detained enemy spies and moles in Qing, subjecting them to torture to extract intelligence information.

The Eighth Division was responsible for printing books, which seemed unimportant.

However, this is a means of controlling public opinion, and it remains extremely important in the eight departments of the Auditorium.

No one understands this better than Fan Xian, who came from the era of information explosion.

"hiss."

This oversight council is simply unbelievable.

How was it created in this feudal society?

"Also, who exactly is this mysterious person, and why would they send me information about the Overwatch Council?"

There's another page that mentions the inner library and talks a lot about its inventions.

This made the discovery even more intriguing: "Could this be a time traveler from before?" (End of Chapter)