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

Cao Ze added, "He still wants to be the King of Han."

The strange thing about fate is that this Han Xin really did become the King of Han in the future, and was known in history as King Han Xin.

Han Fei scratched his head; there were quite a few people who wanted to sit in his father's seat.

"Brother Cao, what are your plans?"

Cao Ze pondered for a moment and said, "Let's turn the tables on them."

"Great idea," Han Fei exclaimed.

Wei Zhuang, however, poured cold water on the idea, saying, "Those who are good at swimming drown, and those who are good at riding fall from their horses. Each of them brings disaster upon themselves because of their own preferences."

……

A gentle spring breeze, warm sunshine,

Outside the city walls, the moat flowed slowly, and willow branches sprouted tender green shoots, their delicate strands hanging low over the water like a woman's newly combed hair.

Faced with such a beautiful spring scene, Han Fei, riding his white horse, kept nodding and dozing off, almost falling off his horse's back several times.

Wei Zhuang couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he swung his hand and struck Han Fei on the back, transferring some internal energy to him.

Han Fei suddenly straightened up, his spirits high, and asked, "Have we arrived?"

Cao Ze rode his new love, Treading Snow, and said lazily, "Just left the city."

Han Fei stretched on his horse and said, "I'm so sleepy. Unlike you guys, I can go for days without sleep."

A rustling sound came from the woods.

Three figures, one in black, one in white, and one in gray, stood on the tree-lined path.

"Ninth Young Master".

Mo Ya, Bai Feng, and Han Qiancheng bowed in greeting.

Han Fei waved his hand and said, "Ignore me, everyone, take your men and continue the search."

"Yes!"

The three figures arrived quickly and left just as quickly.

Han Fei asked in a low voice, "Brother Cao, where is your Baiyue woman?"

Cao Ze said, "They've always been ahead of us."

Han Fei was relieved and smiled: "Brother Cao, where did you find such a beautiful Baiyue woman?"

Cao Ze said meaningfully, "I picked it up on the road."

Han Fei pursed his lips: "If you don't want to talk, then don't. Why lie to me?"

Cao Ze said seriously, "I really found it on the road."

When he first arrived in Korea, Yan Lingji was almost captured by the slave-hunting team belonging to the Jade Tiger.

If he hadn't found her earlier, Yan Lingji would probably still be bathing in the pool right now.

A clear, melodious hum rang out, and Yan Lingji emerged from the forest, exuding captivating charm.

She rolled her eyes at Cao Ze, thinking to herself, "You're the one I picked up off the street."

"Tianze and the others are in the Nine Nether Gu Pool of the Hundred Poison King. I'll take you there."

After saying that, Yan Lingji turned and left.

"I've always heard about the chastity and virtue of the Baiyue women, but seeing is believing," Han Fei said with ill intent. "Brother Cao, can you subdue them?"

Cao Ze chuckled and said, "Brother Han may not know this yet, but she has already pledged allegiance to me."

Han Fei exclaimed with great distress, "What a waste!"

Wei Zhuangping gave Han Fei and Cao Ze a disdainful look, then rode off to follow them.

Rather than listening to those two scoundrels who only talked about women, he would much rather draw his sword and fight Tianze.

Han Fei shouted, "Brother Wei Zhuang, wait for me!"

Cao Ze gradually slowed down after Wei Zhuang and Han Fei disappeared into the forest path.

Mo Ya appeared in a flash, cupped his hands, and said, "Sir."

Cao Ze glanced into the woods. "Someone is following you."

Mo Ya said, "He is the adopted son of the Fourth Young Master."

Cao Ze said nonchalantly, "Follow me, Tianze has been found."

"Yes!"

……

Outside the Nine Nether Gu Pool, Tianze sat cross-legged, regulating his breathing.

The King of Poisons focused intently on adding various poisons into the Gu Pool.

The Corpse-Driving Demon sat under a tree, head bowed, taking a nap. Suddenly, the Soul-Shaking Bell in his arms rang.

He opened his eyes and looked at Tianze, who was meditating with his eyes closed not far away. "Master, someone is approaching here."

Tianze couldn't help but frown and said to the Hundred Poison King, "Didn't you say this place was very hidden and that we wouldn't be able to find it for at least three days?"

The King of Poisons respectfully said, "Master, perhaps it is a coincidence."

The Corpse-Driving Demon glanced at the constantly trembling Soul-Shaking Bell, indicating that the Corpse Gu he had planted was being disturbed.

He immediately replied, "No, the enemy's target is very clear: this place."

Tianze stared at the Hundred Poison King with his snake-like eyes for a while, then looked at the Corpse-Driving Demon, constantly weighing in his mind who had exposed them.

The King of Poisons sensed Tianze's suspicion and hesitated, saying, "Master, perhaps it was Yan Lingji who told them about this place."

Only a few people know about the Nine Nether Gu Pool he built here.

Aside from the Corpse-Driving Demon and the Peerless Ghost, only Yan Lingji could have betrayed them.

Tianze snorted coldly, "Our ancestors of Baiyue were right after all, only petty men and women are difficult to deal with."

The Corpse-Driving Demon was secretly surprised: "Isn't this what Confucius, the Confucian scholar, said?"

Tianze asked, "How many corpse-driving demons are there?"

The Corpse-Driving Demon grabbed the Corpse Gu that had crawled from the ground onto his face and carefully sensed it.

"Master, no more than five people."

The King of Poisons said worriedly, "Master, then we..."

Tianze said in a deep voice, "Act according to the situation!"

He was preparing to negotiate with Cao Ze. He couldn't go to the Baiyue treasure in peace until the Gu poison in his body was cured.

"Hissing sound—"

Wei Zhuang pulled on the reins, and the brown horse reared up and stopped.

Tianze said grimly, “Wei Zhuang!”

The reason Ye Mu let him out was because of Zi Lan Xuan, or more precisely, because of a man who was suspected to be a master swordsman.

But he wasn't stupid, so he naturally wouldn't easily help Ye Mu fight Zi Lan Xuan to the death.

Wei Zhuang snorted coldly, and without saying a word, he leaped off his horse and slashed at Tian Ze.

The six snake bone chains behind Tianze suddenly sprang up, working together to block Wei Zhuang's sword strike that seemed to cleave Mount Hua in two.

Ok?

The expected pressure did not arrive as scheduled, and Tianze looked at Wei Zhuang, who had rolled onto the ground, with suspicion and uncertainty.

"You're not a grandmaster?"

Wei Zhuang snorted coldly again. He never bothered to explain his strength to his enemies; that was his domineering nature.

Tianze, having confirmed that Wei Zhuang was not a grandmaster, laughed wildly: "It's laughable that Ji Wuyebai is not considered a sword master by them. They are truly as stupid as pigs and dogs."

He couldn't understand why Ji Wuye and Bai Yifei thought Wei Zhuang was a master swordsman.

But that's irrelevant now. What matters is that he was released, giving him a chance to turn things around.

Wei Zhuang retorted venomously, "You're worse than a pig or a dog."

Tianze's laughter abruptly stopped, his face darkening. "You think you can rescue Crown Prince Han from my hands?"

Wei Zhuang brandished his shark-tooth sword and said coldly, "You think you're worthy to stop me?"

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Han Fei hugged Brother Ma's neck and cried out in anguish.

His horse, perhaps drunk, went berserk and galloped wildly.

The Corpse-Driving Demon paused briefly as he watched the galloping horse charging towards him, then quickly shook the Soul-Shaking Bell in his hand.

The corpse worm, emitting a green glow, crawled out of Han Fei's horse's ear.

The white horse, which had been galloping at full speed, came to an abrupt stop.

Han Fei tumbled several times in the air before crashing into a tree in a starfish shape.

The Corpse-Driving Demon and the King of Poisons couldn't bear it and turned their heads back.

It's too awful.

Han Fei's vitality remained as tenacious as ever.

Even with blood streaming from his nose, he still struggled to get up.

"Everyone, stop!"

Han Fei grimaced in pain and limped to the front of the crowd.

Yan Lingji sat on a large tree in the distance, swinging her long, snow-white legs, her black boots occasionally lifting up, her gaze leisurely watching Cao Ze, who was walking forward at a leisurely pace.

Cao Ze seemed to have sensed something and exchanged a glance with Yan Lingji, who was not far away.

Yan Lingji gave a wicked smile, a smile like that of a little devil. She took out a gold coin from her bosom and threw it with the skill of a hidden weapon, hitting the rump of Cao Ze's horse.