There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

Jiang Mo, who was explaining his plans, suddenly paused and turned to look behind him. Yan Lingji immediately became alert; a flicker of fire appeared in her palm as she lowered her voice and asked:

"Something's up?"

"No, perhaps it's just an illusion, let's continue..."

Jiang Mo withdrew his gaze, shook his head slightly, gently stroked the strands of hair wrapped around his fingertips, and led Yan Lingji on their way.

A moment after he left, the air in the spot where he had just looked back rippled and distorted slightly.

The dignified and noble Dongjun stood quietly on the eaves.

Chapter 47 Split Operations

South Korea established itself among the seven kingdoms with its strong military and powerful crossbows.

Although it occupies a small area, it is very fortunate that there are regions in China with high-quality iron ore, such as Tangxi and Hebo.

Mining and iron smelting are arguably South Korea’s most important foreign trade activities.

Such transactions naturally involve wealthy businessmen, and in South Korea, these businessmen have a very prestigious reputation:

Jade Tiger on a Rock.

This man initially made his fortune in the jade mining and trading business, hence his nickname. After colluding with Ji Wuye to become one of the Four Fiends of the Night, he naturally extended his reach to the salt and iron trade.

Even such an important business should have been firmly in the hands of the authorities.

Ke Ji Wuye wielded such immense power in South Korea.

He dared to dabble in military pay, which was crucial to the safety of the frontier, let alone business transactions, which were already rife with corruption.

Furthermore, there are iron ore veins managed by Jade Tiger in the vicinity of Xinzheng.

This guy also brought his experience in jade mining to iron ore mining, and has already emptied out many veins in just a few years.

Strangely, one of the abandoned mines was still guarded by soldiers.

Moreover, they were extremely vigilant, showing no sign of letting their guard down even late at night. Not only were there no people slacking off or dozing off, but very few were even standing still.

Most of the guards patrolled back and forth with torches in hand.

Make sure you are in your colleagues' sight from time to time, and also keep an eye on other patrol teams that should be in your sight.

They looked after each other to prevent any thieves from sneaking in.

"This is not good. Look at this tight security. So, after Mo Ya came to inspect not long ago, they specially brought in more people to strengthen the defenses?"

In the nearby mountains and forests, Jiang Mo stood on a treetop, observing the patrolling soldiers.

His dark eyes had become elongated into vertical pupils, clearly indicating that he had used his natal Gu to borrow the ferocious power of the Nine Nether Demon, allowing his gaze to easily penetrate the darkness of the night and see the situation near the abandoned mine clearly.

And based on the extensive infiltration experience of Mo Yuan, a judgment was made:

"It would be quite difficult to infiltrate them without making a sound. If we were exposed while searching for someone in the abandoned mine, that would be very bad..."

In normal historical terms, gunpowder would not have existed in this era.

Jiang Mo remembered that in the Qin's Moon storyline, Dian Qing, who was known for being invincible in battle, had caught an explosion at close range. Regardless of whether the trap was set with gunpowder or with extraordinary power like that of Yan Ling Ji, its essence remained unchanged.

What if a massive explosion were to occur in this abandoned mine shaft?

This could potentially cause the mine to collapse, threatening to bury Jiang Mo and his companion, who are still searching for Wushuang Gui, alive in the mountain.

"Then let's split up and act separately."

Without hesitation, Yan Lingji proposed a plan. She looked at the soldiers patrolling near the abandoned mine, her eyes already gleaming with barely suppressed rage.

It was fueled by a surging wave of hatred.

"I'll launch a frontal assault to draw their attention, while you sneak in amidst the chaos to find Wushuang as quickly as possible and bring her out of the abandoned mine."

The temperature around her was rising steadily, but Yan Lingji's tone of voice was becoming increasingly cold.

Jiang Mo opened his mouth as if to speak but then stopped, unable to think of a way to persuade the other party. Even though Yan Lingji might have mixed some personal emotions into her plan, it was indeed the best arrangement at the moment.

Originally, given Yan Lingji's abilities, she was not well-suited to entering the mine.

Even if she could control the flames well to prevent them from exploding, the flames themselves would consume a lot of oxygen, posing a great potential threat to such operations in the mine.

In terms of lightness skills and stealth abilities, Jiang Mo is clearly superior.

The only problem is whether Wushuang Gui will listen to him.

Yan Lingji seemed unconcerned, but Jiang Mo himself was still a little apprehensive. But since things had come to this point, they couldn't simply return empty-handed.

We have no choice but to resort to any means necessary.

"Be careful and don't be reckless. I'll be back soon. After this is all over, we should have a nice late-night snack."

"Then you'd better hurry up."

Faced with Jiang Mo's somewhat worried instructions, Yan Lingji smiled gently, crimson flames rising from her palm. She then leaped into the air, drawing out the last part of her sentence:

"But everyone else has been killed, and you still haven't found anyone."

Seeing how casually Yan Lingji described killing dozens of soldiers, Jiang Mo couldn't help but shake his head and sigh softly. Instead of getting up and jumping up, he jumped down from the tree.

"who?"

The towering flames instantly attracted the attention of the patrolling soldiers around the mine. As they shouted to warn their colleagues, several crossbows were already fired.

Crossbow bolts, accompanied by sharp whistling sounds, shot towards Yan Lingji in mid-air.

However, when they got close enough to Yan Lingji, the crossbow bolts were immediately ignited, resulting in a violent and intense burst of flames.

With a slight popping sound, the crossbow bolt burst open from the middle.

It immediately changed its original flight trajectory and scattered in all directions, posing no threat to Yan Lingji at all.

Instead, the crimson flames gathered around Yan Lingji expanded and spread even further.

Her gaze swept across the scene, and she saw a black shadow stealthily slip into the abandoned mine under the cover of night. Yan Lingji's lips curled up slightly.

So she stopped holding back.

Like a meteor falling from the sky, a fireball carrying terrifying heat crashed down amidst the soldiers' panicked screams, and the burst of flames instantly turned a ten-zhang radius around Yan Lingji into a sea of ​​fire.

Limbs were scattered everywhere, and the stench of burning flesh filled the air.

Amidst a scene resembling purgatory, Yan Lingji's skirt swayed wildly, her face radiating a unique sense of joy and exhilaration.

She even couldn't help but hum a soft tune, singing a melodious little song that no one could understand.

A deafening roar came from behind, accompanied by a wave of unbearably hot air. The abandoned mine, hollowed out in the middle, seemed to be shaken by Yan Lingji's attack. Dust and dirt fell straight down from above, making Jiang Mo even more certain that not letting Yan Lingji go in was the right decision.

With the crow perched firmly on his shoulder, Jiang Mo didn't stop for a moment, rushing swiftly into the depths of the mine.

Light yet rapid footsteps echoed through the deep mine.

Yet a vague melody still followed from behind, causing Jiang Mo's thoughts to drift uncontrollably, floating and sinking in memories of the past.

He certainly remembered the melody.

Those are songs sung in the Baiyue region when commemorating the dead, used to praise the courage of heroic spirits and soothe the resentment of the deceased.

As a chosen one of the gods, Yan Lingji has always been the only suitable candidate.

Even though the Baiyue people are gone and have long since abandoned the gods, it seems that Yan Lingji has still retained this habit.

That was the path she came from...

With his eyes slightly lowered, Jiang Mo felt a little heavy-hearted, but his steps quickened.

With the full power of "Riding the Wind and Embracing the Moon," internal energy surged continuously from his dantian, flowing through the Ren and Du meridians, drawing his qi and blood to surge endlessly, making every step Jiang Mo took lighter and faster, and every step he took steady and powerful.

The intricate tunnels within the abandoned mine rushed past, but for Jiang Mo, they posed no problem at all.

The sorcery he prepared with Yan Lingji accurately pointed him in the right direction.

Even when faced with a complex network of forks in the road, Jiang Mo never faltered and always managed to find the right direction in an instant.

It must be said that the group under the cover of night did have some ideas.

When imprisoning Yan Lingji, they used a large amount of water to limit her ability to control fire. As for the burly giant Wushuang Gui, who possessed divine power, they exploited his weakness of not being very bright.

The abandoned mine shafts, which resemble a maze, might be easy for an ordinary person to find their way out of quickly.

But for Wushuang Gui, even though he has been imprisoned here for many years, the big idiot will probably eventually return to where he started.

It's really frustrating!

With a sigh, Jiang Mo finally slowed his pace, because through the pitch-black darkness, that burly figure finally came into view.

It seems he's grown taller again?

But compared to how I remember him, isn't he a bit too thin? Even if he's thin, given his size, he'd still feel quite cramped in this kind of mine.

Looking at that familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar figure, Jiang Mo felt a little dazed.

The feeling of things being different and people being gone resurfaced in my mind once again.

The footsteps echoing through the mine clearly startled Wushuang Gui, who was hunched over to adjust to the tunnel's height. Accompanied by a thunderous, questioning nasal sound, his large eyes turned toward Jiang Mo's location.

Accompanied by a strong stench of blood.

The food is terrible.

Jiang Mo's lips twitched as he caught a glimpse of the unidentified animal being swallowed whole. He raised his hand, and crimson flames surged in his palm.

"Yes, I am Yan Lingji. She sent me to pick you up."

Jiang Mo instinctively wanted to introduce himself, but for a moment he didn't know how to say his identity. After a pause, he finally brought up Yan Lingji's name.

Wushuang Gui did not respond.

Perhaps due to the long period of imprisonment, this big, clumsy man, who was already not very articulate, had forgotten how to talk to people.

He just stared at the leaping flame in Jiang Mo's hand, and his copper bell-like eyes gradually brightened.

Accompanied by the clanging of iron chains, Wushuang Gui's burly body slowly moved towards Jiang Mo. His gaze swept over Jiang Mo as if he had discovered something, and a childlike, innocent joy suddenly appeared on his face.

She reached out and handed the food she had instinctively hidden behind her back to Jiang Mo.

"I appreciate your kindness, but now is not the time to eat. I'll take you out for a proper meal once we're safe. For now, have this to tide you over."

Jiang Mo was speechless at the unappetizing food.