People in the Qin Dynasty, entertained during the Warring States period

Cao Ze shrugged: "That's your problem, how would I know?"

Yingge looked at Cao Ze suspiciously: "I have a feeling that you know more than I do."

Cao Ze coughed lightly: "No way, you are the leader of all birds."

"Can you tell me which of the hundred birds it is?" Yingge looked at Cao Ze for a long time before asking slowly.

"The one wearing the vulture beak mask."

"Vulture?"

"Yes, keep an eye on him for me."

Cao Ze instructed Yingge, "Don't alert the enemy."

Although he was certain that the vulture probably didn't know much about the Baiyue treasure or the Azure Dragon's Seven Mansions, he wondered what if it did know a little.

Whether there are dates or not, let's take a shot and see.

Parrot recalled the information about the vulture, the bandits who roamed the Baiyue region.

If he weren't quite capable, Bai Niao wouldn't have wanted him.

"Okay, I'll keep an eye on it."

Cao Ze walked slowly away from Xiyuan with his hands behind his back.

Seeing that Cao Ze was about to leave, the servant smiled and said, "Sir, would you like a carriage prepared?"

"No need, I'll just take a walk."

He planned to go and see Jing Ni to see if she had broken through to the next level.

If Jing Ni breaks through to the Grandmaster level, he can be even more carefree.

He learned from Ya Fei that Bai Yifei's mother had fought against Bai Qi, who was at the peak of the Grandmaster level. Although she was severely injured, she was not dead as Ya Fei thought; she was still alive and well.

However, to be fair, the Farmer Clan is indeed an established power. Those six old guys from the Tomb of the Six Sages were able to surround and kill Bai Qi, a god of death who was at the peak of the Grandmaster level and was just one step away from becoming a Grandmaster. Only top-tier experts could possibly achieve that.

I wonder who would be stronger if the six elders of the Tomb of the Six Sages and Zhao Gao's six sword slaves fought.

He stood at the Tomb of the Six Sages, at least he had some real kills to show for it.

However, the Six Sword Slave subdued Zhang Liang with one move and suppressed Uncle Wei, but he seemed to be a little weaker than Uncle Wooden Sword.

Compared to this, it seems that if the Six Sages' Tomb and the Six Sword Slaves were to fight, the outcome would be hard to predict.

Is there any chance to hold a competition?

Cao Ze strolled through the snow-covered streets and alleys, lost in thought.

They were just around the corner and about to reach the courtyard where Jingni and the others were.

Suddenly, a sword intent soared into the sky, the sound of the sword spreading wildly, shaking the heavens and shattering the dark clouds in the sky.

Cao Ze was slightly taken aback; this sword intent...

Upon realizing this, Cao Ze vanished from the spot in an instant, leaving behind a trail of electric arcs.

Inside the Purple Orchid Pavilion, Wei Zhuang stared at the spot where the sword intent appeared, and the Shark Tooth Sword on the shelf trembled incessantly.

"Grandmaster of Swordsmanship!"

He uttered those four words, one by one.

A solemn expression appeared on Zi Nu's beautiful face.

She was quite strong, just one step away from entering the first-class innate realm, and she was well aware of the weight of a grandmaster.

Wei Zhuang gripped the shark tooth in one hand, leaped down from the third floor of Zilan Pavilion, and disappeared from the spot.

His gaze was both cautious and excited, the excitement of facing a master swordsman.

In the General's Mansion, Ji Wuye had just finished dividing up the spoils of this disaster relief effort with his cronies when he suddenly looked toward the direction of the Purple Orchid Pavilion in the distance.

"Such intense sword intent..."

Ji Wuye murmured to himself, "Could it be that disciple from Ghost Valley?"

He has already reached the level of a grandmaster at such a young age...

A hint of apprehension flickered in Ji Wuye's fierce eyes.

The Grandmaster now has the potential to kill him in the mansion.

The lively celebration inside the main hall gradually faded into silence, just like the snow-covered ground outside, as Ji Wuye's face darkened.

Liu Yi held his wine glass, feeling uneasy. Based on his understanding of Ji Wuye, he feared that someone was about to be in trouble.

"Ink Crow and White Phoenix!"

"exist."

"Go and investigate immediately. I need to know who it is... Remember, do not offend them."

Ji Wuye calmed down and immediately dispatched two of his capable subordinates.

"Yes."

Mo Ya and Bai Feng vanished from the shadows of the main hall in the blink of an eye.

Ji Wuye's cronies inside the hall, especially those officials without military power, all shrank back.

They all knew that Ji Wuye had a group of assassins under his command, who moved like ghosts, and that countless nobles and officials in Korea who opposed Ji Wuye had died at his hands.

Inside the Han royal palace, all the experts with strength above the second rank sensed the sword intent from afar.

Lady Mingzhu stood gracefully on the snow, her hands clasped in front of her lower abdomen, gazing into the distance at the source of the sword intent.

The fact that she could still sense the sword intent from such a distance shows that this person must be extraordinary, and very likely a grandmaster like her aunt.

Strange, when did Xinzheng acquire such a swordsmanship expert? How come she didn't know?

Lady Mingzhu hesitated for a moment, then returned to the main hall, picked up a pen, and wrote a letter to inform Bai Yifei.

Ever since she started planning to win over Cao Ze, she has been feeling uneasy, as if she was about to suffer a terrible misfortune.

She wanted to confirm with Bai Yifei whether her aunt had truly awakened and whether her strength had returned to its peak.

Cao Ze entered the courtyard, and Fire Fairy stood beside him with her arms crossed.

Li Wu gently coaxed Xiao Yan'er, who had been frightened by the sound of the sword ringing.

The door, which had been tightly closed, was slowly opened.

Despite the deep winter, Jingni, still dressed in a simple white dress, walked down the steps and approached Cao Ze with light, graceful steps.

A smile appeared on his usually aloof face. "I've broken through."

Cao Ze put his arm around Jing Ni's soft waist and said, "Haha, I told you you could break through."

Yan Lingji pursed her lips. He really did break through. Wouldn't that make it even harder for her to escape?

Li Wu said solemnly, "Jing Ni's breakthrough has caused quite a stir. Let's leave first."

Cao Ze and Jing Ni nodded at the same time; this place was no longer suitable for living.

After quickly taking their luggage, the group left.

The donkey cart was too conspicuous, so we had to leave it behind for now.

Wei Zhuang, who was closest, arrived at the deserted courtyard after a dozen or so breaths.

He frowned and muttered to himself, "Is no one here? Or have they already left?"

He had no doubt that he had come to the wrong place; as a swordsman, he was confident of that.

When Brother Donkey saw Wei Zhuang, he brayed once.

When Wei Zhuang saw the donkey cart, he was slightly moved and walked over.

Hmm? Mechanical arts?

He immediately noticed the unusual nature of the donkey cart. After a closer inspection, he determined that the cart was the work of a master craftsman and that all the wood used was of exceptional quality.

A rough estimate puts it at least worth a hundred gold coins, if the donkey cart was commissioned by the donkey owner to be made by a master craftsman.

Wei Zhuang stood in front of the donkey, pondered for a moment, and was certain that this mechanical donkey cart did not come from the Gongshu family or the Mo family.

So, who is this nameless swordsmanship master?

"Who?"

Wei Zhuang thrust the Shark Tooth Sword forward with his thumb, his gaze sharp as he looked at Mo Ya and Bai Feng standing on the rooftop.

Mo Ya and Bai Feng exchanged a glance and vanished instantly, leaving behind two bird feathers, one black and one white.

Wei Zhuang smirked. Xinzheng was getting more and more interesting.

An unknown master of swordsmanship, the killer of a hundred birds...

It seems this swordsmanship master is not one of Nightfall's people.

With this thought in mind, Wei Zhuang glanced at Brother Donkey, sat directly on the donkey cart, and drove Brother Donkey away from the courtyard.

He wanted to see who this swordsmanship master was.

The General's Mansion.

Ji Wuye frowned as he listened to Mo Ya and Bai Feng's report.

"Are you sure it's that white-haired disciple from Guigu?"

Mo Ya said calmly, "Yes, when we arrived, he seemed to be feeding the donkeys."

"Feed the donkey?"

Ji Wuye laughed out loud, but then said in a deep voice, "Take some manpower and strengthen surveillance of Zilan Pavilion."

"Yes."

Cao Ze was unaware that Wei Zhuang had taken away his donkey.

After settling Jingni and the others in, he didn't linger and left directly to return to Zilan Pavilion.

It's estimated that Xinzheng will be much busier during this period...