Qin Shi: I went astray in the Heavenly Sect

Chapter 119 The Blood-Clad Marquis's Killing Intent, Departure
On the fourth floor of Zilan Pavilion, Zhang Liang, Yan Lingji, Nongyu, and the others were dumbfounded.

A light rain from the heavens became the young man's means of defeating his enemy, and judging from the opponent's expression, he seemed to still have energy to spare.

"Like a dream."

Zhang Liang gave a wry smile, completely bewildered.

Yan Lingji, standing to the side, looked at the young man standing by the window, her beautiful eyes filled with fervor.

If she could also possess such power, the restoration of the Baiyue kingdom would no longer be just empty talk.

On the long street, a voice that sounded like thunder from the heavens exploded in mid-air. Mo Ya's expression changed, and he immediately guessed why Ji Wuye had such an expression earlier.

Ji Wuye's face was contorted with rage. He was about to speak when a red figure interrupted him.

"General, it's time to retreat!!"

withdraw??

Ji Wuye's face turned a deep shade of liver. He had been guarding so many people, and he hadn't accomplished anything, yet he was being told to retreat?

"Bai Yifei, are you teaching this general how to do things??"

Bai Yifei glanced up at the fourth floor of Zilan Pavilion, his voice icy, showing no intention of backing down in front of this great general.

"I said: Retreat!!"

"That attack just now was merely a warning. He can instantly destroy nearly 90% of the Imperial Guards in Xinzheng City, and he can kill you in an instant. He simply doesn't want to go to war with Han, not that he can't kill you!!"

Bai Yifei had already drawn his twin swords. Ji Wuye acted impulsively, which touched upon the common interests of the Nightfall organization. Ji Wuye's use of the entire Imperial Guard of Xinzheng as cannon fodder also crossed his bottom line.

Given the dire situation in the Seven Kingdoms, every additional unit provides a greater guarantee of security, and the well-equipped Imperial Guard should not be wasted here.

A biting chill permeated the entire long street, allowing Ji Wuye to calm down temporarily. In mid-air, not a drop of rain fell, and the chilling pressure from the dark sky remained suspended. The Imperial Guards, who had escaped death, looked at the dark sky with even greater fear on their faces. They did not want to experience that kind of inescapable despair a second time.

Seeing that Ji Wuye had stopped going crazy, Bai Yifei turned to Mo Ya and continued, "Just now, the sword that the enemy used to reinforce our battlefield instantly repelled another Heaven-level assassin from Luo Wang—Jing Ni. Are you really not afraid of such sword control techniques, General? Mo Ya and Bai Feng were also present at the time, so you can ask them if it's true."

Upon hearing this, Ji Wuye subconsciously glanced at Mo Ya and Bai Feng beside him. Seeing the two nod reluctantly, he narrowed his eyes and suddenly tightened his grip on the hilt of his eight-foot sword.

As a top-tier assassin of the Luo Wang organization, he was well aware of his own importance. He could still repel an enemy with a single sword strike even after traveling several miles on his sword, so it probably wouldn't take much effort for the other party to kill him.

Bai Yifei turned to look behind him. The Imperial Guards on the long street were all wounded. His tone turned serious, and he added, "If the Imperial Guards are gone, has the General considered how to maintain his position in the court? Does the General think that Zhang Kaidi, Han Yu, and Han Fei are afraid of the title of Grand General?"

Ji Wuye's eyes were sinister as he glanced at Bai Yifei. He didn't say anything more like "Isn't there still Snow Robe Fortress?" Bai Yifei hadn't shown him much respect before, and he had a feeling that if he insisted on not backing down, Bai Yifei would kill him.

Ji Wuye swung his eight-foot sword with a fierce chop, leaving a deep crack in the ground. Then, gritting his teeth, he shouted, "Rush to the palace! Quickly rescue the emperor!!"

Watching Ji Wuye lead his army away, Bai Yifei's eyes narrowed slightly. He hadn't intended to get involved in this matter today, but Ji Wuye had nearly caused a disaster. His earlier assessment was correct; the smooth sailing of Han had made this general forget his place.

Fortunately, the young man from the Taoist Tianzong sect acted with restraint and did not kill anyone. Otherwise, if the state of Han had lost such a large number of troops, the state of Qin and the surrounding countries would not have turned a blind eye, and a bloodbath would have been inevitable.

Of course, if South Korea can survive, it will inevitably become a mortal enemy of Tianzong. Tianzong will not fare well either. If the internal forces of Qin add fuel to the fire, a fierce battle between South Korea and Tianzong could very well result in mutual destruction.

There are many powerful figures in the Heavenly Sect, which is indeed daunting. However, in terms of power, a sect is not on the same level as a country. If a country were to use its full strength to deal with a sect, how long could the sect resist?
It is true that the Taoist Tianzong is detached from the world, but he is not a fool, and that boy is even less of a fool. In the previous situation, stopping short of a confrontation was the best course of action.

As for that idiot Ji Wuye, he didn't know what to say. As the saying goes, it's hard to persuade a damned ghost. If Ji Wuye insisted on fighting to the death, and the other party then killed him, no one else could say anything.

On the other side, after leaving Lady Mingzhu's residence, Han Fei hurriedly went to see King Han An. Only when King Han An said that the tiger tally had not been lost did Han Fei's heart finally settle down.

After this matter was resolved, he originally intended to return to Zilan Pavilion, but a great fire in the palace blocked his way, leaving him no choice but to remain in the palace. He had neither the time nor the ability to care about the events outside the palace walls at this moment.

On the fourth floor of Zilan Pavilion, Xiu Yuan slowly raised his hand, releasing the control over the rain curtain, and the drizzle began to fall again. Watching the Imperial Guards gradually disappear into the distance, his gaze became momentarily uncertain.

If Ji Wuye had insisted on making another move, then South Korea would probably have become the first country to be destroyed by him.

He has no intention of involving the national level, but that doesn't mean he's afraid. If things get to that point, he won't be lenient.

He may not be able to confront the South Korean army head-on, but those high-ranking South Korean officials who pose a threat to him and his sect will die. At that time, South Korea will not be far from its demise.

To be honest, he didn't want to do that. If things developed to that point, his desire to devote himself to enlightenment and cultivation would become empty talk.

With his mind at rest and his will reined in, the murderous intent that had been rising in his eyes slowly subsided. Looking at Bai Yifei, the Blood-Clad Marquis standing outside the Purple Orchid Pavilion, a heavenly voice quietly reached his heart.

"A wise man knows when to yield; your decision, Lord Marquis, far surpasses that of Ji Wuye!"

Bai Yifei narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had previously seen a token symbolizing his identity at Yan Lingji's place, and had already guessed her identity. Now, this secret Taoist method of transmitting sound completely confirmed his deduction.

"Being pragmatic"

A hint of self-mockery flickered in Bai Yifei's eyes. Rather than being pragmatic, it would be more accurate to say that Nightfall had no advantage whatsoever in facing this young man. Unless a large army pressed in and struck at the heart of the enemy, it would be a disaster for them and for South Korea.

He looked up at the flower-filled building in front of him, and in a daze, he seemed to see that boy, a boy who should not have appeared in this world.

Such a young master, if he doesn't make a mistake and perish along the way, will surely become a figure that all seven kingdoms fear in the future.

However, since the other party has killed two top-tier assassins from the Luo Wang organization, this behemoth, Luo Wang, will certainly not let this go unpunished.

His thoughts drifted away. For a young person, the future holds infinite possibilities. Just as he couldn't be sure how far this boy could go, after lingering quietly for a moment, Bai Yifei turned and disappeared into the night.

"Xiu Yuan doesn't seem very happy?"

Zhang Liang approached Xiu Yuan's side, his expression quite complex.

At first, he thought the boy in front of him was just putting on a brave face, but in the end, the storm passed and the sun shone through, and he defeated a thousand troops with a flick of his finger.

Such an amazing feat will surely become famous throughout the world.

"Ji Wuye is nothing to me! He's not worth being happy about."

Xiu Yuan shook his head.

Then, he changed the subject: "Now that this matter is settled, it's time to leave."

Zhang Liang was taken aback; he sensed the other person's intention to part.

"Now??"

Xiu Yuan nodded.

"So hasty? Why not wait until Young Master Jiu and Miss Zi Nu return before leaving?"

Zhang Liang remained silent for a moment, trying to persuade him to stay.

Xiu Yuan shook his head.

"Nothing is more sorrowful than parting from a loved one, nothing is more joyful than making a new friend."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Liang sighed softly.

This is a line from the Chu Ci (Songs of Chu), which says that the greatest sorrow for a person is a living separation, and the greatest joy is making new friends.

Then the other party's words were heard again.

"Parting is always sad. It's better not to meet than to meet again. If we are destined to meet, we will meet again one day."

"Tell Zi Nu for me that Zi Lan Xuan is very beautiful, but she is even more beautiful. In chaotic times, people are the most important. If one day you have to give up some things, do not put the cart before the horse."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Liang's heart stirred. He had a strange feeling that the other person's words seemed to have a hidden meaning, and then he nodded slightly.

"I will definitely pass on the message!"

Xiu Yuan then turned around and looked at Yan Ling Ji.

"Where's the stuff?"

Yan Lingji's eyes flickered slightly, and she smiled alluringly.

"It's on me. You can come and take it if you want!"

After speaking, she still looked like she was leaving him to his own devices. Seeing this scene, Zhang Liang's eyes twitched slightly. He was certain that this witch from Baiyue and this young man from the Taoist Tianzong sect had some unknown entanglement.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Xiu Yuan gently shook his head.

"Yan Ri and Xuan Jian both died at my hands. The Luo Wang will not let this go. They may not be able to deal with me, so the people around me are very likely their targets."

Yan Lingji and Zhang Liang were taken aback upon hearing this, as they hadn't considered this point in detail.

Then, Yan Lingji slightly raised her beautiful eyes and continued to ask with a smile, "So?"

"That token is a hot potato now. For you, it could very well be a death sentence. If you want to drag your master down with you, you can keep it."

Yan Lingji's eyes sharpened; it seemed that was the case.

After a moment of silence, she said softly, "You rascal, you just know how to scare me. I never said I wouldn't give it back to you!"

Nongyu, who was standing to the side, suddenly spoke up: "Young master, Nongyu can do it for you."

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Yan Lingji looked at the quiet girl, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, her expression slightly playful. However, Nongyu showed no intention of backing down in front of Yan Lingji, her calm gaze carrying a hint of unexpected persistence.

"Is your younger sister named Nongyu?"

Yan Lingji smiled and chuckled.

Nongyu nodded slightly.

"Meet my sister!"

"Little sister, you must keep a close eye on him. Someone like him is someone many people would admire!"

Upon hearing this, Nongyu blushed slightly. A young lady's words always inspire wild thoughts, especially those of someone like Yanlingji.

"Forget it, I won't tease you anymore."

Yan Lingji reached out and took out the token symbolizing her identity as a disciple of the Heavenly Sect from her chest, then gently tossed it to Xiu Yuan.

She also held the peach-shaped sword in her hand, stroking it reluctantly for a while before tossing it over. "Young master, my master wishes to see you."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Liang subconsciously looked over. Yan Lingji's master was none other than the Crown Prince of Baiyue. In other words, Tianze wanted to see Xiuyuan.

Judging from the various signs after Tianze's release, he is not a man content with mediocrity, or rather, he is also an ambitious person. In the last incident when the Crown Prince was kidnapped, he used quicksand to help him break free from the control of the Night.

Then there was the incident involving the Baiyue remnants, where he displayed an even more ruthless nature, capable of killing even his own people. It's hard to believe that such a person had no scheming.

Xiu Yuan looked up and gazed at her, his calm eyes seemingly able to see through everything. Yan Ling Ji subconsciously turned her head away.

"He left already."

Then Xiu Yuan spoke softly.

Yan Lingji frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.

"He was outside when you arrived, but he has already left."

When Yan Lingji heard Xiu Yuan's explanation, she looked quite helpless. Originally, she should have discussed the matter of meeting Xiu Yuan with Tian Ze, but she did not expect that the other party was planning to leave Xinzheng now, which caught her off guard. Therefore, she took it upon herself to propose the meeting.

After a moment of silence, Xiu Yuan sighed softly.

"Tianze is not a good place to end up. This world is destined to be unified. Even if the country is restored, it will soon become dust in history under the crushing power of the times."

Watching the two figures disappear at the end of the long street, Yan Lingji murmured softly, "Homecoming."

In chaotic times, where can one find refuge?

Before long, Xiuyuan and Nongyu arrived outside Xinzheng City. The night was pitch black, and they could not see their own hands in front of their faces.

A fragrance wafted to her nose, causing Nongyu to pause in surprise. After a slight hesitation, she asked softly, "Young master, where is this place?"

After Xiu Yuan stopped, he looked ahead and said softly, "Come out!"

Upon hearing this, Nongyu was startled and fell silent.

A person emerged from the darkness and slowly approached them. The visibility was extremely poor, and even when the person got close, Nongyu could only vaguely make out their general outline.

"How many people did the Luo Wang organization send out in total this time?"

Upon hearing this, a huge wave surged on Nongyu Heart Lake. Judging from the boy's words, the other party seemed to be a member of the Luo Wang (Net of Heaven).

"There are three Heaven-level experts in total: Yan Ri, Xuan Jian, and myself. Their target is the King of Qin, and my target is the treasure of Baiyue. The information was accidentally leaked by Li Si."

The person who came was none other than Jing Ni. When Jing Ni retreated, Xiu Yuan used the Heavenly Melody Transmission to tell her to come here and wait a while.

Upon hearing this, Xiu Yuan nodded.

He had felt something was strange before; Jing Ni's appearance was somewhat unexpected, and the battlefield where she appeared was different from that of Yan Ri and Xuan Jian. Now, after hearing her explanation, he realized the trickery involved.

"I have already killed Yan Ri and Xuan Jian. How would the Luo Wang usually handle this situation?"

Jing Ni was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Not necessarily. Generally speaking, the death of an assassin also means the mission has failed, and the superiors will re-evaluate the value and difficulty of the mission."

"Just like the mission to assassinate the King of Qin, once you leave Xinzheng, the mission becomes meaningless, so the mission will be canceled if it fails."

"As for the Baiyue Treasure mission, a decision will be made based on the reports. If the search is too difficult, Luo Wang may also give up."

"After Yan Ri and Xuan Jian died, Luo Wang will launch an investigation. There are not many Heaven-level assassins in Luo Wang. Luo Wang does not want to offend those who can kill them. Instead, it will try to win them over. However, in the process, Luo Wang will stop at nothing to achieve its goal. It may use bribery, coercion, and threats."

Xiu Yuan nodded upon hearing this, agreeing that this did indeed resemble the way the Luo Wang (Net of Heaven) operated.

Jing Ni then continued to explain, "Regarding the matter of Yan Ri and Xuan Jian, Luo Wang may not take any major action. Gong Zi's finger-pointing repelled thousands of troops, a feat comparable to the creation of the universe. Even if South Korea intends to block the news, the major powers of various countries will definitely hear about it."

"Although Luo Wang is an assassin organization, it will also weigh the gains and losses. When it comes to targeting a master who is suspected to be above the Grandmaster level, any force will weigh the pros and cons carefully."

Upon hearing this, Xiu Yuan's gaze flickered slightly.

The world is full of goodwill, and the world is all good.

"The carriage is just three miles away, and it's already arranged."

Jingni remained silent for a moment before speaking again.

Xiu Yuan nodded, and then he said, "After this matter, you can find a chance to get away."

Xiu Yuan had mentioned this matter to her before, just like what he had just said to Yan Lingji. Tianze was not a good place to end up, nor was the Luo Wang. Just like today, if it had been another powerful person who made the move, the outcome would have been uncertain.

Jing Ni glanced at Xiu Yuan with a complicated expression. She had previously thought that he was just joking, after all, the fate of an assassin is death, and no one would believe that an assassin could turn over a new leaf.

"Thank you, sir."

On the other side, in the Purple Orchid Pavilion, Zi Nu looked at the empty room, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

"He's gone??"

Then Zi Nu turned to look at Zhang Liang, her voice suddenly becoming a little hoarse.

Zhang Liang nodded.

"He asked me to pass on a few words to Miss Zi Nu."

Zi Nu raised her eyes and looked over.

"Oh??"

Zhang Liang pinched his chin, organized his thoughts, and then said in a deep voice, "He said Zilan Pavilion is very beautiful."

Zi Nu smiled and shook her head. Although she had heard these words from others many times, she felt particularly happy this time.

Is there anything else?

Zhang Liang shrugged. There was indeed more, but he didn't know what to say next.

After thinking for a moment, he added, "He also said that the girl is prettier than Zilanxuan."

Zi Nu was taken aback. She had been in contact with that young man for so long, and he had never praised her to her face!

"He said that??"

Zhang Liang gave a wry smile. Although he thought what she said made sense, he himself didn't have the guts to tease the girl.

Liang didn't have the guts to tease the girl.

Upon hearing this, Zi Nu narrowed her eyes.

"Zifang thought he was wrong?"

Zhang Liang quickly waved his hand.

"No, no, no, Xiuyuan is right. Liang means that he can't say these words."

Seeing Zhang Liang's flustered state, Zi Nu couldn't help but chuckle, her body trembling with laughter, which made Zhang Liang blush.

Seeing this, Zhang Liang was both amused and exasperated. It was just a message to pass on, but he never expected it to turn out like this. Such a direct praise was something that the young man could say so casually, but he was a scholar. A scholar values ​​subtlety and profoundness, and he would find it difficult to utter such a straightforward compliment.

He then gently shook his head and said again, "There are some other things to say, but I don't quite understand the meaning of Xiuyuan, so I can only relay them word for word."

Zi Nu nodded, signaling the other party to speak.

Zhang Liang then spoke again, saying, "In this chaotic world, people are the most important thing. If one day you have to give up something, do not lose sight of the essentials and pursue the trivial."

Upon hearing this, Zi Nu's eyes suddenly narrowed; she had heard similar words before.

Just then, a voice came from outside the window. It was Wei Zhuang, who had returned to Zi Lan Xuan with Zi Nu.

"He seems to be implying something!!"

"Abandoning the essential for the trivial"

Zi Nu repeated the sentence, but her eyes were full of complexity. She was not sure whether the sentence was addressed to her or to the entire Quicksand.

For her personally, what is the essence and what is the end? Having lived in Xinzheng for so many years, she seems to have forgotten these things. And if these instructions are for Liusha, then what is the essence and what is the end for Liusha?
Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind. Human! The answer to this question should be "human."

People-oriented?

She didn't understand why the other party would leave such an answer, and even Wei Zhuang frowned.

"Did you guess what he meant?"

Zi Nu looked up at Wei Zhuang by the window and asked softly.

Wei Zhuang crossed his arms, his expression complex. If someone else had said these words, he might not have taken them to heart, but since they came from that young man, they carried a completely different weight.

"He once said that the reason why quicksand could go further was due to one person, and if I am not mistaken, he was referring to Han Fei."

Zi Nu nodded thoughtfully.

"Is he asking us to find a way to protect Han Fei?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Zhuang felt something was amiss. His intuition told him that the other party's intentions might go beyond this.

After a moment of silence, Wei Zhuang sighed and shook his head.

"I don't know. Perhaps we'll find out what this sentence really means someday in the future."

Looking at the pitch-black night outside the window, Zhang Liang had similar thoughts, but he considered one point more carefully: if that day really came, would they still have a choice?

In life, many times, people have no choice. When faced with a situation, it's not that being born is the right choice and dying is the wrong one; more often than not, being born is the difficult choice.

Mencius said, "To sacrifice one's life for righteousness" is precisely this kind of integrity that values ​​loyalty over life and death. But sometimes, for most people, enduring humiliation and hardship to survive is an even more difficult choice.

"I have a feeling that he saw a future we can't even imagine, and what kind of existence is the Daoist Heavenly Sect, given the methods they use?"

(End of this chapter)