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After all, the second-grade armor in the Yangshen World is forged from genuine dragon scales. For example, the dragon scale armor forged by the Daqian Imperial Family is more powerful than the Star Fang Armor and the Rose Blood Scale Armor.

When worn by a Grandmaster, his aura reaches the peak of a Martial Saint, and slaying a single thunder tribulation is no problem. When worn by a Martial Saint, the destructive power is almost equal to that of a human immortal.

Ying An had clearly not yet reached that level. Furthermore, even if Pudu Cihang, the giant centipede, was not a true dragon, even if he was close to becoming one. The black jade armor forged from his shell was, at best, only comparable to the black gold cassock of the Great Zen Temple.

However, the black jade armor forged by Ying An was forged with the spirit and thoughts of three thunder tribulations. It has its own thunder, which can inspire the spirit of those who wear it. More importantly, it is connected to the dragon ball of the Great Qin National Destiny, and can be protected by the national destiny.

"Young Master, are you going to give me this precious armor?" Jingwei asked in disbelief.

"That's right!" Ying An nodded and said, "This black jade armor was forged according to your body shape. No one else can wear it except you."

"Thank you, sir!" Jingwei knelt in greeting, holding the black jade armor. Standing up, as if she had made up her mind, she unabashedly removed the fish-scale armor right in front of Ying'an. She tossed it aside like a worn-out shoe. Under Ying'an's gaze, she donned the black jade armor with openness.

The sight of the armor upon her body froze Jingwei, who glanced at it in astonishment. She felt vaguely that the black jade armor was alive. After donning it, it gradually began to harmonize with her aura. It was as if the armor had become an extension of her flesh and blood.

After truly feeling the magic of the black jade armor, Jingwei immediately looked at Ying An with an expression of disbelief.

At this moment, in Jingwei's opinion, only Ying An could tell her whether this feeling as if the black jade armor was her own flesh and blood eyes was an illusion.

Ying An obviously understood Jing Wei's thoughts. He smiled and nodded, saying, "The black jade armor is forged from the body of a thousand-year-old demon that was about to transform into a dragon. The longer you wear it, the more it will fit you. One day, when you and the armor become one, the black jade armor may become an extension of your flesh and blood!!"

"Thank you, sir!" Jingwei immediately bowed.

At this moment, Jingwei was filled with the thought that Ying'an was willing to give her such a precious armor. This made her want to sacrifice herself for Ying'an!

"Get up!" Ying An casually handed the dragon ball to Jing Niu and said, "Go there in person and give this dragon ball to your father. Tell him that this item is connected to the fate of the Great Qin. Wear it close to your body and it will turn disaster into good fortune!"

Even the Dragon Ball was temporarily given to Ying Zheng. Ying An certainly didn't mind and wanted to boost Ying Zheng's favorability again.

After all, he and Ying Zheng are blood father and son.

As long as there is no need, the closer the relationship, the better.

"Yes!!" Jingwei, who was wearing black jade armor, had become superstitious about Ying An's words and could not even think of any doubt.

Holding the dragon ball in both hands, Jingwei quickly left the room and headed straight towards Ying Zheng.

Although Wang Xi had confirmed the existence of Ying Zheng through his personal guards, the rest of the Qin delegation, with the exception of Ying An's entourage and Li Si, had no idea that the King of Qin was among them.

When Jingwei arrived outside Ying Zheng's residence.

He was surprised to see Gai Nie, who was doing his duty, looking around with a vigilant look on his face.

Seeing Jingwei approaching from afar, Gai Nie subconsciously drew out the long sword in his hand.

"Mr. Gai Nie!!" Feeling the murderous intent from Gai Nie, Jing Nie quickly spoke and revealed his identity.

Although Gai Nie had already met Jing Nie at the Qin State Hall, they even knew each other's identities.

But at this time, when he saw Jingwei wearing the black jade armor, Gai Nie's heart was still filled with turmoil.

In fact, the presence of Jingwei at this moment gave him a feeling of being unmatched. Especially when Jingwei approached earlier, in Gai Nie's perception, it was like a prehistoric beast slowly approaching.

Even though Jingwei had no hostility, Gai Nie's keen perception still allowed him to realize that Jingwei could pose a threat of death to him at this moment.

You know, when he left Xinzheng not long ago, Gai Nie only had a feeling about Jing Niu. The difference in strength between them was similar, but if he used the sword technique, he had a 90% chance of taking down Jing Niu, the former Luowang Tianzi killer.

The first thing Gai Nie's eyes fell on was the black jade armor on Jing Wei's body.

"Miss Jingwei, this is..." Gai Nie said with a double entendre.

If she were an ordinary woman, she would probably be eager to show off the black jade armor on her body at this moment. After all, the fact that Ying An was able to give her such precious armor also indirectly proved to others how much Ying An valued Jing Niu in his heart.

Unfortunately, Jingwei was used to being a killer and had no intention of doing so at all.

More importantly, as a killer, the more hidden cards she had, the more likely she was to turn defeat into victory when a crisis loomed. She naturally wouldn't do something as foolish as explaining her cards to others.

Holding the dragon ball in both hands, Jingwei said, "My master asked me to give this to Master Shang!!"

Although Gai Nie was a little confused as to why Ying An did not come in person, but when he thought about the fact that they were now in Wusui Guanzhong, Ying Zheng's identity had not been exposed.

It was obviously unreasonable for Ying An, as the chief envoy of the diplomatic corps and the prince of the Qin Dynasty, to deliver things to his subordinates in the dark of night.

After hesitating for a moment, Gai Nie said, "Please wait a moment, Miss Jing Niu. I'll go down and report to you!"

After reporting the matter of Jingwei to Ying Zheng through the door, Ying Zheng's voice was soon heard in the room.

Gai Nie clasped his fists and bowed, then said to Jing Niu, "Miss Jing Niu, Master Shang invites you over!!"

"Thank you, sir!" Jingwei nodded and entered the room holding the dragon ball.

As soon as he entered the door, Jingwei saw King Ying Zheng of Qin discussing something with Han Fei.

Facing King Ying Zheng of Qin, Jingwei knelt down almost the moment he entered the room, held up the dragon ball in his hands, and presented it to Ying Zheng, saying, "Master Shang, Master Ying An has ordered this to be given to you. He also said that this object is connected to the fate of the Great Qin. Wearing it close to your body will bring good luck to you in times of trouble!"

"Oh?" Ying Zheng's eyes lit up immediately. If anyone else had said this, he would have considered it as flattery. But if it was Ying An, he wouldn't have dared to take it as flattery.

After all, Ying An's spiritual visualization method had greatly benefited Ying Zheng. This system, which allowed for continuous breakthroughs by improving one's wisdom and state of mind, was a perfect match for an emperor like Ying Zheng.

A bead connected to the nation's destiny could turn disaster into good fortune, something that was impossible for others, but not necessarily for Ying An.

Ying Zheng reached out and took the dragon ball from Jingwei's hand.

The moment his fingers touched the dragon ball, a resounding dragon roar instantly shook Ying Zheng's soul. Even the barrier of life and death that had previously blocked Ying Zheng's possession, unable to break through, collapsed in an instant under this dragon roar.

The moment the barrier between life and death was broken, Ying Zheng finally understood what Ying An meant by the soul system that made people immortal.

Although Ying Zheng's physical body still had a limit, his spirit felt an unprecedented sense of freedom and ease. It was a special feeling that came from breaking free from the constraints of life and death.

Involuntarily, a chilling wind blew above Ying Zheng's head. Having broken through to the level of a ghost immortal, Ying Zheng unexpectedly chose to leave his body the first moment he could.

It was at this moment that Han Fei's eyes suddenly focused, and a look of deep horror flashed in his pupils.

Although Han Fei also received teachings from Ying An and comprehended the mystery of the soul, he even applied it to other situations and changed the Golden Crow visualization method to the Xiezhi visualization method that was more suitable for himself and the Legalist school.

But even if it is a ghost immortal, it may not be able to tell whether the other soul cultivator has practiced the secret art of soul before he has emerged.

At this moment, Han Fei was horrified to discover that Ying Zheng had not only cultivated the same secret art of the soul, but, like himself, was actually a ghost immortal who had broken through the barrier between life and death!

Only ghost immortals truly understand what it means to break the barrier between life and death.

Even the change of dynasties is nothing but a passing cloud in the eyes of the ghost immortals who have a lifespan of 500 years.

A ruler of a country with the cultivation of a ghost immortal?

This was something Han Fei had never imagined before!

After all, if Ying Zheng breaks through to become a ghost immortal and has a lifespan of 500 years, then when will Ying An be able to inherit the throne of King of Qin?

Han Fei had witnessed the tragedy of fathers and sons killing each other for the throne.

But Han Fei had never heard of a prince like Ying An, who was so afraid that his father would die too young that he was willing to teach his father the secret method of soul cultivation that could make people immortal.

Not to mention Han Fei's shock at the moment.

At the moment when Ying Zheng, with the help of the Qin Dynasty's destiny, broke through to the level of ghost immortal and his soul left his body.

Although he was practicing the Golden Crow Visualization Method, Ying Zheng's spirit took on the form of a five-clawed black dragon.

Even more terrifying was that the fifth claw of the Qin Dynasty's Black Dragon of Destiny hadn't yet fully formed; it was still only a prototype. But at this moment, when Ying Zheng's mind contemplated it, a truly complete five-clawed black dragon appeared!

As the cold wind blew, a vivid black dragon appeared clearly in front of Han Fei and Jing Niu.

Han Fei looked at the black dragon in front of him with a sigh, then stood up, bowed to the black dragon, and said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, for breaking the barrier of life and death and becoming a ghost immortal. From now on, you will break free from the limitations of lifespan and live forever!"

Black Dragon's eyes swept over Han Fei, and soon, as if he had figured something out, he said, "I see. No wonder you refused to accept me no matter what. I never thought my son would be so magnanimous as to teach you all his secret arts of the soul."

"Your Majesty has a keen eye!" Han Fei smiled bitterly. At this moment, he didn't know whether he was right or wrong in rejecting Ying Zheng many times before.

As a disciple of the Legalist school who was bound to be attached to the royal power, faced with the choice between the King of Qin, Ying Zheng, and the prince, Ying An, no one would stand firmly on the side of the latter like Han Fei.

Truly, Han Fei, who had already ascended to heaven by breaking through the barrier of life and death and becoming a ghost immortal with his own extraordinary spiritual realm, could definitely wait!

After all, Han Fei believed that no matter how close Ying An was to Ying Zheng, he couldn't ignore the allure of the throne. While Ying Zheng was sincere, he felt it was better to make a move and earn the unwavering trust of the next King of Qin, Ying An, rather than risking a grudge by surrendering to him.

But now it seems that Han Fei has messed up! !

He never dreamed that in his eyes, King Ying Zheng of Qin, who was destined to pass the throne to Ying An in the future, was actually a powerful ghost immortal who broke the barrier of life and death.

After Ying Zheng and Han Fei had completely understood each other's true intentions, Ying Zheng quickly understood why, no matter how hard he tried to win over Han Fei, this talented man would rather choose Ying An than accept him.

Chapter 111: Double Happiness for Jingwei! A grand drama unfolds, a man dies for his friend!

It turned out that Ying An was willing to spend such a huge amount of money.

Only after breaking through to the Ghost Immortal realm did Ying Zheng truly understand how mysterious and incredible the Divine Soul System truly was!

Even Ying Zheng had guessed that Han Fei was unwilling to accept him because he was definitely waiting for the day after his death when Ying An would ascend the throne.

A sudden thought came to his mind. The black dragon transformed from Ying Zheng's spirit swam through the air and came before Han Fei, saying, "Sir, are you willing to accept my invitation?"

Han Fei hesitated for a moment.

I have to admit that Han Fei was indeed moved at this moment.

Under the same premise of being a ghost immortal, Ying An's ascension to the throne is a distant prospect. In this case, in order to display his knowledge, it is not a bad idea to surrender to Ying Zheng.

But Han Fei quickly rejected this idea.

Now that he had made his choice, he should stick to it no matter what. If he kept jumping back and forth, he would probably lose the impression of both Ying Zheng and Ying An.

Moreover, Ying An was able to teach Ying Zheng all the secret arts of the soul. The relationship between father and son was obviously not something he could understand.

Then, if you firmly choose Ying An, you may not be able to display your strengths under Ying Zheng.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!" Han Fei bowed and although he did not answer, his attitude undoubtedly said it all.

"Forget it!" The black dragon slowly swam away from Han Fei's side. "Sir, you are a man of high moral character. I am sorry for being rude!"

The moment the words fell, the black dragon instantly turned into a gust of cold wind and returned to Ying Zheng's body.

Ying Zheng, his spirit now restored, looked at the dragon ball in his hand with surprise. He said, "This item is indeed as An'er said. It is connected to the fate of our Great Qin. I can even sense that if anyone is unfavorable to me, this item can defend me from the enemy!"

Ying Zheng didn't know whether the Dragon Ball could turn disaster into blessing, but the fact that the soul and thoughts could be controlled in mid-air was enough to make Ying Zheng extremely surprised.

Perhaps it was because he had obtained such a precious treasure as the Dragon Ball that Ying Zheng was in a good mood. He stroked the Dragon Ball with one hand, looked at Jing Niu, and said, "I remember that you should be the assassin of Luo Wang."

"Your Majesty, Yes!" After witnessing the scene where Ying Zheng's soul transformed into a black dragon, Jingwei's heart was filled with deep fear.

"No need to panic!" Ying Zheng smiled faintly and said, "It seems you've earned An'er's trust. If so, I'll grant you a title after returning to Xianyang! You must serve An'er well in the future. Don't let your favor lead you to arrogance!"

When Jingwei heard this, his mind went blank.

How could she, a killer from Luowang, be recognized by a ruler like the King of Qin? He even directly promised to give her a title?

After a long while, Jingwei finally came back to his senses. He kowtowed hurriedly and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"Haha..." Ying Zheng laughed heartily and said, "Your code name in Luowang is Jingniu, right? If so, you can use the name Jingniu from now on. But if you do that, this Jingniu sword can't stay in Luowang anymore!!"

After a brief pause, Ying Zheng said, "When we return to Xianyang, I will give you the Jingwei Sword as well!"

This is a double blessing for Jingwei.

On Ying Zheng's side, because he himself had broken through to become a ghost immortal, he looked at Jing Niu differently and made many promises to him.

Wusui Pass, guarding the camp.

Wang Xi was wearing armor and holding a sharp weapon. His brows were filled with a fierce and vicious aura.

He drew his sword, examined it, and sheathed it. Wang Xi grabbed his axe.

He looked at the many personal soldiers who were half-kneeling in the camp.

Wang Xi said loudly: "My lords, follow me and avenge Marquis Wu'an!"

Even though Ying Zheng was in Wusui Pass, his identity had not been revealed.

But Wang Qi still couldn't do it in a high-profile manner if he wanted to kill the King of Qin to avenge Bai Qi.

After all, no matter what, Ying Zheng was the King of Qin. The only people he could truly trust were the few personal soldiers under his command.

The 100,000 heavily armored soldiers of Pingyang could only serve as a deterrent. Even if Ying Zheng's identity was exposed, these 100,000 soldiers would absolutely not follow Wang Xi in committing the heinous crime of assassinating the king.

"Swear allegiance to the General until death!!"

Many personal soldiers, with determined expressions!!

Wang Xi was the first to leave the camp and head straight to the room where Ying Zheng was staying.

Many personal soldiers followed without thinking.

A gentleman will die for his friend. In the Warring States Period, this idea was especially respected and believed by people all over the world.

After Tian Heng's death, the five hundred warriors who were loyal to him, upon hearing the news of Tian Heng's death, resolutely chose to follow their former master. After paying homage to Tian Heng's tomb, they collectively committed suicide to be buried with him.

Wang Qi had been able to rise step by step to his current position, even serving as Bai Qi's deputy general. Now, he commanded 100,000 heavily armored troops in Pingyang. It was impossible for him to be without followers.