Wandering Sword Seller's Life in the Qin Dynasty

Seeing Madam Mingzhu's appearance, Xu Qing felt utterly bored.

It seems that we went a bit too far in disciplining Madam Mingzhu back then, causing her to become too docile.

To be honest, sometimes Xu Qing still misses the other person's unruly and rebellious nature.

For example, on the night of Bai Yifei's decisive battle with Wei Zhuang, she was clearly in a predicament, but she still had full confidence in Bai Yifei.

If only Madam Mingzhu could regain her former appearance.

Xu Qing also wanted the other party to play a role-playing game, but after thinking about it, she gave up.

Role-playing is still just acting; what's fake will always be fake.

"Forget it, there's nothing to talk about with you."

"It's quite chilly on this autumn night, let me warm myself up first!"

Xu Qing gave instructions to Madam Mingzhu.

If you have too much internal heat, you need to release it.

When the weather gets cold, we naturally need to find ways to keep warm.

Elsewhere, Xu Qing likes to make a fire for warmth.

Here, however, there's no need for such trouble; you can simply go to the bed to warm up.

As the favorite concubine of King Han An, although Lady Mingzhu had to preserve her virginity for certain reasons in the past, she usually used illusion magic to deceive King Han An and make him indulge in beautiful dreams. However, just by being able to create such beautiful dreams, her theoretical knowledge was also extremely rich.

Here, Xu Qing warmed herself up nicely.

"I take back what I said before. You're not entirely useless!"

After entering a state of enlightenment and achieving mental clarity, Xu Qing gave another evaluation of Madam Mingzhu.

Lady Mingzhu lay slumped on the couch, too weak to even lift her hand. Strands of hair at her temples were damp with sweat and clung to her cheeks. Hearing Xu Qing's words, she could only manage a weak smile, her voice barely audible, "It is my honor to serve you, my lord."

After resting for a while, Xu Qing felt a chill again, probably because the weather had turned cooler recently.

So he warmed himself up again.

Naturally, as the heater, Lady Mingzhu had to work a little harder.

……

Upon arriving in South Korea, Xu Qing did not contact Qianlongtang, nor did he stay at a farmhouse.

Having visited South Korea three times, his situation had undergone a complete transformation.

The first time he came, he was a newcomer, so he chose to do business with Qianlong Hall. The second time, because of the previous cooperation, he could borrow the power of Qianlong Hall. The third time was also related to the second time. Because he controlled the Tide Demoness and indirectly manipulated the Night with the help of the Tide Demoness, Xu Qing also had a business in South Korea.

There's no need to worry about not having a place to stay.

For the rest of the time, he stayed in the palace, specifically with Lady Mingzhu.

Every day, Madam Mingzhu would report to him about what happened at night.

Xu Qing has also gained a better understanding of the night sky nowadays.

Yeah, very weak.

Or perhaps, the darkness of night wasn't that powerful to begin with.

The reason why the Night Curtain was so powerful in the past was mainly because of Ji Wuye and Bai Yifei.

After all these people died, there were very few skilled fighters left in the night.

However, Mo Ya and Bai Feng were still in the darkness of night, which surprised Xu Qing.

Let's move the night!

After learning about the current situation of the night, Xu Qing spoke to Madam Mingzhu.

"If South Korea falls, this country will no longer have the soil for Nightfall to exist. The Luo Wang organization will take its place. If you continue to stay in South Korea, you will be wiped out by Luo Wang..."

Madam Mingzhu listened quietly to Xu Qing's arrangements without offering any objections.

Only after Xu Qing finished speaking did they ask, "Where does the Lord intend to move Nightfall to?"

“Of course it’s the State of Qi!” Xu Qing said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Transfer as much of the people and wealth as possible from the underworld. Just abandon those who don't want to go with you."

Seemingly to appease Madam An Mingzhu, Xu Qing said another thing.

"Once you arrive in Qi, someone will meet you."

"You might be able to use this opportunity to infiltrate another organization!"

While in the State of Qi, Xu Qing attempted to infiltrate the Luo Wang (Net of Heaven) and sent Wu Kuang into it.

Later, he even reached a cooperation agreement with Xuan Jian.

It can be said that Qi's net of traps is now at Xu Qing's disposal.

It can be used, but there are very few people who can actually use it. If the night could be brought into it, it would solve a lot of problems.

Although the darkness was not strong, it was not too weak either, and some of them were still capable of being used.

"Yes!"

Although Madam Mingzhu did not know what the organization Xu Qing was talking about was.

But she was quite happy to learn that she had a way out; she didn't want to stay in South Korea and wait to die.

The State of Qi is extremely far from the State of Qin. She had previously considered moving there, but also because of the distance, Nightfall had no foothold there.

Now, Xu Qing has helped her resolve all her worries.

She discovered that leaning against a big tree was a very comfortable thing.

Xu Qing disregarded Lady Mingzhu's feelings. After arranging things for the night, he began to wander around the palace, or rather, he was preparing to take away his treasure.

The state of Han is on the verge of collapse; leaving these things here will only benefit the state of Qin.

The palace was more heavily guarded than Xu Qing had imagined. The autumn wind blew the torches on the palace walls, and the flickering flames reflected on the guards' armor, making the sound of the armor plates clashing particularly clear in the night.

Han Yu was clearly afraid that someone would take the opportunity to cause trouble, so he not only increased the number of patrols, but also arranged archers around the treasury. The arrows in the quiver gleamed coldly, and they were not to be trifled with.

"He seems to care quite a bit about his life." Xu Qing leaned against the shadow of a pillar, looking at the guards not far away.

Judging from the posture of these guards, they are all quite capable and not just good-for-nothings.

But that's all.

Today, his strength has reached an extremely terrifying level.

The palace was heavily guarded, but that was relative to ordinary people. For Xu Qing, however, it was riddled with errors.

He easily bypassed the numerous guards and arrived at the palace treasury.

As he waited for the patrolling guards to pass by, he suddenly moved, a flash of lightning appearing beneath his feet. The air currents created by his feet caused the lanterns under the eaves to sway, but they made no sound.

The guard felt a blur before his eyes, as if a gust of wind had blown by. When he looked again, the corridor was empty, without a single shadow.

The windows of the treasury were made of nanmu wood. Xu Qing tapped the window crack with his fingertips and gently pushed it open. The window creaked open a crack, but the sound was carried away by the wind and the guards outside did not hear it.

He slipped through the window crack, landing as lightly as a cat, without even stirring up a speck of dust.

Upon entering the treasury, one is immediately struck by the dazzling light of jewels and precious stones.

On the shelves were jade discs of various colors, some with a mutton-fat white hue, others with a jade-green hue, all gleaming warmly in the moonlight; gold artifacts were piled up in the corner, gold ingots, gold hairpins, and gold bowls stacked like small mountains, their reflected light so bright it hurt the eyes; there were also some brocade boxes, open, containing pearls from the South China Sea, each the size of a thumb, their faint luster visible even in the dark.

Xu Qing walked to the shelf and picked up a jade disc engraved with the seal of the King of Han.

The jade disc is warm to the touch, and the carvings are so delicate that you can see every single line. It was once a personal item of Marquis Zhao of Han, and it is said to be priceless.

Looking at the seal on the jade disc, he suddenly sneered: "Behind the vermilion gates, meat and wine go to waste, while on the road, frozen corpses lie. King Han would rather hide these treasures in his treasury than use them to train his troops. No wonder the state of Han is doomed."

Without further hesitation, he raised his hand and waved it at the shelf.

A faint blue light flashed across her fingertips, and the jade discs, gold artifacts, and pearls on the shelf suddenly vanished into thin air as if grasped by an invisible hand.

Although he wasn't carrying any packages or anything like that, Xu Qing didn't actually need them because of the system.

The system's workshop can also be seen as an alternative form of portable space.

Anything defined as "material" can be included by Xu Qing.

Even though the foundry space was limited and couldn't hold too many things, these treasures themselves weren't large items that took up much space.

Xu Qing didn't bother to sort them and just took them all.

Once we leave this place, we can figure out how to make room for it.

"Collect, collect, collect!"

When he came out of the treasury, it was already empty. A thin layer of dust covered the shelves, and several empty brocade boxes were scattered on the ground. Even the previous glitter and jewels were gone from the air, leaving only a musty smell of wood.

The guards outside the window were still patrolling, and the sound of clashing armor could be heard, but no one knew that the treasures in the treasury were long gone.

Xu Qing didn't stop. Following the map given by Madam Mingzhu, he went to several other hidden treasuries.

Some were hidden under artificial hills, others were set up in the basements of palaces. Few even the palace guards knew about these places, but Lady Mingzhu knew them all.

Wherever he went, he looted all the treasures inside, leaving not a single copper coin behind.

The fact that the treasury had been robbed was not kept secret for long.

The next morning, the old servant in charge of cleaning the storeroom pushed his cart in. Just as he was about to pick up a broom to sweep the floor, he suddenly froze. The shelves that had been filled with treasures yesterday were now so empty that he could see the opposite wall.

The broom in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud," the sound echoing loudly in the empty storehouse.

"W-What happened?!" The old servant's voice trembled as he reached out and touched the shelf, his fingertips covered in dust.

This is not a dream!

He scrambled out of the treasury, shouting, "Oh no! The treasury has been robbed!"

His voice was filled with panic.

The news quickly reached Han Yu's ears.

At that moment, he was reading a military report while holding a bronze wine cup, preparing to take a sip of wine to drown his sorrows. However, just as the wine was about to reach his lips, he heard the guard's report, and his hand suddenly trembled, spilling the wine all over his clothes.

"What did you say?" He stood up abruptly, the wind blowing several pages of the military report on the table. "The treasury was robbed? Which treasury?"

"Yes, yes, all the treasuries!" The guard knelt on the ground, his head bowed low, afraid that Han Yu would vent all his anger on him.