Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Ten Ferocious Heavenly Horned Ant

He closed his eyes, placed his hands on his knees, and seemed to be thinking about something.

next second.

Dongqing steered the carriage toward the Prime Minister's residence at breakneck speed. Soon, the carriage arrived outside a majestic and magnificent mansion, where the dazzling Prime Minister's plaque came into view.

"who?"

"This is the residence of Marquis Wenxin, the Prime Minister of Qin. If there is no urgent matter, please leave immediately."

Outside the mansion, there were many armored soldiers dressed in black iron armor. When they noticed the carriage that suddenly stopped in front of the mansion, they looked at Dong Qing and Jing Ni with wary eyes.

"I want to see Lü Buwei," Dong Qing said calmly.

"How dare you! You even use the Prime Minister's name..."

Before he could finish speaking...

The armored soldier standing to the side, clearly the leader, noticed Dong Qing's incomparably noble aura and immediately stepped forward, stopping the armored soldier at the very front who was obviously somewhat impulsive.

Perhaps Dongqing himself doesn't care about or pay attention to his status as a god-king, but he is in a high position after all, and the intangible yet tangible aura he exudes cannot be hidden.

"May I ask your name?" the leading armored soldier asked, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

“East of the East, blue of the sky, East Green,” Dong Qing said calmly.

"Please wait a moment, esteemed guest, I will go and inform him. However, whether the Prime Minister will see him or not is beyond my control," the lead armored soldier explained.

Done.

The leading armored soldier gave a few instructions to his men, then turned and walked directly into the Prime Minister's residence.

Ok?

You've already gone to notify them? Aren't you going to do anything about it?

Dong Qing was somewhat puzzled and puzzled. He had clearly prepared to put on a show of bravado, but the other party was not following the usual pattern of putting on a show of bravado only to be proven wrong.

Ok.

As expected of people from China, they are quick-witted and know they are not simple.

If it were one of those brainless, idiotic sects on Douluo Star, they would probably have already made their move.

It's not that Dong Qing is belittling or praising anyone, but those sects on Douluo Star, if they really wanted to play mind games, would actually be outmaneuvered by these people. The two are simply not on the same level when it comes to scheming.

They're all human, and there's not much difference in their intelligence. The main difference is that they're used to being reckless. Soul Masters on Douluo Star have gradually given up using their brains; they're used to solving everything with strength.

It didn't take long.

The lead soldier ran out, and after hearing something, he looked at Dong Qing with much greater respect, his face displaying a humble and deferential demeanor.

"Sir, the Prime Minister requests your presence," the lead armored soldier said respectfully.

"Lead the way," Dong Qing waved his hand.

Done.

He glanced at the carriage and said to Dongbao, who was peeking out, "Baby, keep an eye on the carriage, don't let anyone steal it. Daddy's going to talk to an old geezer about something."

"Yes, Dad, don't worry. With me here, no one will dare to steal the carriage." Dong Baobao nodded repeatedly.

Then, under her gaze.

Dongqing and Jingni entered the Prime Minister's residence, leaving behind the three little girls and the carriage.

"Stealing a carriage?"

Dozens of armored soldiers outside the Prime Minister's residence looked up at the carriage where Dong Baobao was. Although it was luxurious, it did not look like it had been stolen.

"This is the capital of Qin, not some remote mountain forest. There shouldn't be anyone stealing carriages here, right?" Dong Dong'er asked curiously.

"How would I know? Anyway, Dad says that people always steal carriages in the middle of the night, but I've never seen it with my own eyes." Dong Baobao shook his head.

Yan'er heard their discussion.

Aside from Dongqing and Jingni, among the three little ones, only she knew that those people were not stealing the carriage at all, but were actually assassins from the Luo Wang organization who came to kill her and her mother.

the other side.

Dongqing and Jingni, accompanied by a maid, finally saw the old man, an old man who was about to step into his coffin.

"Ahem, sir, please have a seat."

The old man waved to Dong Qing, gesturing for him to sit directly opposite him.

During this period.

He didn't even glance at Jing Ni, as if she didn't exist.

There's nothing strange about that.

Jing Ni is merely a weapon of the Luo Wang organization, a tool for killing. Even if she betrays the Luo Wang organization, she is still just a weapon and not worth his time.

"Lü Buwei, do you know the purpose of my trip?"

Dong Qing sat directly opposite Lü Buwei, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and looked at the other man with curiosity.

“If it’s only for her, sir, that’s simple. She’ll be yours from now on. The Net will cease all actions against her and guarantee that no more Net assassins will be sent,” Lü Buwei said calmly.

"Giving up so easily?" Dong Qing was somewhat puzzled.

"She is just a sword, a sword for killing. Her affairs have always been handled by Yan Ri. I have no time to deal with such trivial matters as betrayal by the people under the Luo Wang. If it weren't for your unpredictable methods, I wouldn't have known that a sword that was once devoid of emotion had a daughter," Lü Buwei explained.

He wasn't lying. The Luo Wang (Net of Heaven) was just the most insignificant part of the many powers he held. He had to worry about state affairs every day, so he didn't have time to care about a traitor from the Luo Wang.

A person's energy is limited, especially for an old man like him. He would rather spend his time perfecting his own Lu Shi Chunqiu than worrying about a traitor in the Luo Wang organization.

"Unpredictable? What happened to me? I don't think I did anything wrong." Dong Qing was a little confused.

Dongqing pretended to be confused.

Lü Buwei gestured for someone to bring up a box, and then he personally opened the mysterious box.

"Sir, you seem to have a rather poor memory. It's only been a few days, and you've already forgotten it. Do you still remember this item?"

Lu Buwei held an apple in his hand, an apple with a small bite taken out of it. Notably, the apple was not rotten, and a faint spiritual aura floated above it, making one feel refreshed and relaxed.

“Baby…” Dong Qing was speechless.

Looks like I need to take some time to properly educate Dongbao about not to throw things away or waste things carelessly.

"Sir, you possess the ability to annihilate assassins from a thousand miles away with a wave of your hand, and you can also casually discard such a spiritually potent object. You must be a legendary ancient Qi cultivator, a true master who has attained enlightenment."

Lu Buwei's gaze toward Dongqing was somewhat intense, but it wasn't the intensity of a man's gaze toward another man; rather, it was the intense gaze of an old, decaying body yearning for new life.

“I’m not, you guys…you…anyway, I’m not.” Dong Qing shook his head.

“Sir, why be so modest? Not long ago, in Shu, the place where you first appeared, a Celestial Azure Bird appeared. It was a thousand meters long and soared into the sky. I presume that this Celestial Azure Bird is your mount,” Lü Buwei continued.

Upon hearing this...

Dong Qing frowned slightly. He felt that Dong Dong'er's thinking also needed to be properly educated.

Chapter 720, What a disgrace to men!

"Lu Buwei, I'm very curious, why are you so certain that I am an ancient Qi cultivator?" Dong Qing asked, puzzled.

Although he was a god, and a pure-blooded horned ant, undoubtedly the supreme being, he could never fathom the human heart, nor could he grasp the thoughts in everyone's heart.

"Sir, since the fall of the Shang Dynasty and the rise of the Zhou Dynasty, this world has been on a downward trend. Moreover, according to some incomplete ancient records, there were once land immortals who could live for hundreds of years without dying."

"Leaving aside the ancient times of Emperor Yan, Emperor Huang, and Chi You, there were indeed ancient Qi cultivators traveling the world at the end of the Shang Dynasty, but unfortunately, they were rarely seen after the Zhou Dynasty."

"The things that existed in the past were stronger than the things that exist now, whether it was swords or anything else, not to mention the secrets that have been passed down for thousands of years, the Azure Dragon Seven Mansions hidden by the royal families of the Seven Kingdoms."

"Sir, your methods are unpredictable and beyond belief. You do not belong to the Mohist school, nor the Yin-Yang school, nor the Daoist school. In my humble opinion, you have no other identity except that of an ancient Qi cultivator."

Lü Buwei's voice was somewhat hoarse, and his aged face was full of expectation.

He was waiting, waiting for Dongqing to acknowledge his identity as an ancient Qi cultivator.

Otherwise, this would be Dong Qing's burial ground, a place where he was destined to die.

In Lü Buwei's thoughts.

Dong Qing may have some tricks up his sleeve, but he is by no means invincible. There is no invincible person in this world. No matter how strong a person is, it is difficult for them to survive when surrounded.

The giant bluebird with a body over a thousand meters long is something that the Yin-Yang School's supernatural tricks could not have accomplished. There are even rumors that the Azure Dragon hidden by the Mohist School also has a body several hundred meters long.

"The Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon, this secret has been passed down for thousands of years. Haven't you people from the seven kingdoms ever thought of finding out the truth?"

Dong Qing neither answered nor admitted whether he was an ancient Qi cultivator. Instead, he asked the question about the Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon to the old and frail Lü Buwei.

"This secret that has spread among the seven kingdoms is actually no longer a secret in some respects. It's not that no one has thought about exploring the secret behind the Azure Dragon Seven Mansions, but rather that no one has been able to unravel the secret of the Azure Dragon Seven Mansions."

Lü Buwei answered Dongqing's question simply. He was not in a hurry. The man was already in the net, a net so tight that he was not afraid that Dongqing would escape from the grasp of him, the Prime Minister of Qin.

Unless, he is a god!

But how is that possible?

The existence of immortals and gods is something that anyone who has risen to the ranks of the powerful and influential in the seven kingdoms knows in a basic way: that immortals and gods do not exist in this world.

Perhaps they existed in the past, but they have all disappeared now. There are no true gods, nor are there any true immortals. There are only Qi cultivators who appeared briefly in ancient times.

The existence of Qi cultivators is beyond doubt. Jiang Shang, also known as Jiang Ziya, is said to be an ancient Qi cultivator who helped King Wu of Zhou defeat Tang of Shang and establish the Zhou Dynasty, which lasted for seven hundred years.

Although the Zhou royal family still has bloodlines today, these bloodlines are from the seven kingdoms, passed down through intermarriage.

"The secret of the Azure Dragon's Seven Mansions has remained unsolved for so long?"

Dong Qing tilted his head and suddenly felt that this world was not so boring. Not only were there beauties he liked, but there was also a secret that many people wanted to unravel but had not been able to.

"If you are interested, sir, I would like to recommend you as the Grand Preceptor of Qin, and have my subordinates, the Net, do everything in their power to help you uncover the secrets of the Azure Dragon Seven Mansions."

Lü Buwei was completely unconcerned about the secret of the Azure Dragon Seven Mansions. If this secret were so easy to unravel, the Zhou royal family would have solved it long ago, and they wouldn't have watched helplessly as the seven states rose up, and the Zhou royal family, which lasted for seven hundred years, could only slowly and tragically perish.

In exchange for the friendship of an ancient Qi cultivator, one would offer a nearly impossible secret.

Lu Buwei, who had once been a merchant, believed this was a sure-fire way to make money.

For businessmen, if they can do business, they should do business; there's no need to ruin things.

"The Imperial Advisor?"

Dong Qing let out a long breath, feeling a little strange.