[Wuxia] Hunting Beauties in the Qin Dynasty (Complete) - Chapter 24

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Chapter 148 Eastward to Jieshi
Update Time: 7-20 11:29:52 Words: 3668

The Great Qin Empire, Jieshi Mountain in the East Sea.
On the vast seashore, a stone mountain rises abruptly from the ground, sparsely covered with trees, its rocks reddish-brown. In the distance, a sheer cliff, as if carved by an axe and knife, is inscribed with two powerful characters—"Jieshi".
This is where the great river flows eastward into the sea, and legend has it that it is also the starting point for the voyage to the Three Immortal Mountains. Immortals who descend to the mortal world often linger here. The two large characters on the cliff are said to be the work of
immortals. At this moment, on the mudflats, countless craftsmen have been laying a bluestone road overnight. A royal chariot with fluttering banners travels slowly on this bluestone road, winding like a long dragon.
Among them was a chariot drawn by nine horses, each with nine dappled flowers, measuring three zhang long and two zhang wide. Its body was adorned with dragons and phoenixes, exuding supreme magnificence. This was the imperial carriage of the First Emperor, the most powerful man
in the land. The First Emperor had set out from Xianyang, touring eastward for over a month before finally arriving at Jieshi. He intended to pray to the heavens at Jieshi, seeking immortals to prolong his life and consolidate the power of the Qin Dynasty.
However, the First Emperor, seated in his carriage, wore a worried expression. His tiger-like eyes held a fierce intensity, his nose was straight and prominent, but his sword-like brows were tightly furrowed. This was not due to anything else, but because he had just received news that the Yu King's Cauldron, which had been imprisoned in the secret array beneath the Epang Palace's celestial platform, had broken free and disappeared.
The Yu King's Cauldron, also known as the Nine Provinces Cauldron, was cast after Yu the Great tamed the floods and pacified the Central Plains, symbolizing the division of the land into nine parts. The three generations of Qin emperors, having devoted their lives to the task, finally found the Yu Cauldron and placed it outside Xianyang City using a secret array. This reversed the celestial phenomena, enabling them to sweep across the land, unify the six kingdoms, and establish the foundation of their great empire.
The appearance of the Yu Cauldron was an ominous sign, causing him considerable worry. Furthermore, his twelfth bronze avatar mysteriously disappeared after undergoing its tribulation, becoming unreachable, further clouding his mind.
The Prayer Hall was destroyed, and Prayer Mountain was sealed by an array of restrictions. Was Heaven deliberately blocking his path of prayer, unwilling to heed his will?
Since prayers were futile, he could only rely on human intervention, personally traveling east to this land of Jieshi to seek out the immortals, hoping to reach the heavens, convey his sincere reverence, and protect the Qin dynasty's destiny.
"Master, we've arrived at the sacred site of Jieshi!"
A respectful voice, sounding like the howl of a jackal, rang out from outside the imperial carriage. It was none other than the current Prime Minister, Zhao Gao.
Zhao Gao was unattractive, but his ambition was immense. Ever since his failed attempt to summon demons to steal treasure from Qirang Mountain, he had been secretly plotting how to end the Qin Dynasty's fortunes so that he could ascend the throne and unify the world.
Zhao Gao knew that although the Qin Emperor had conquered the world on horseback, he was actually a highly skilled Taoist cultivator with profound magical abilities. After unifying the world, he became obsessed with alchemy and immortality, establishing the Imperial Observatory and recruiting sorcerers such as Xu Fu, Fan Hong, and Yuan Zhao. He also used the pretext of a nationwide cessation of warfare to collect copper from across the land, refining it into twelve golden statues to create his own avatars, which roamed freely, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake. However, he was unaware that the Qin Emperor only possessed eleven golden statues; the twelfth had already been acquired by Long Lin. Moreover, Qin Shi Huang, under the pretext of unifying the written language, collected all the classics of the land, especially the cultivation methods of immortals throughout history, extracting their essence and practicing them one by one. He even openly issued an edict abolishing the title "朕" (Zhen, meaning "I" or "the Emperor") and calling himself "真人" (Zhenren, meaning "True Man").
At this time, Zhao Gao had also received news of the birth of the Yu Ding (禹鼎, a type of ancient Chinese bronze vessel), and immediately sent people to search for its whereabouts, but to no avail. Shangguan Shuyuan, who was in charge of supervising the celestial platform of the Epang Palace, was not implicated because he accompanied Qin Shi Huang on his eastern tour; only the Mu Ci Zhenren (目慈真人, a type of immortal man) guarding the platform was punished.
Zhao Gao knew that Qin Shi Huang was displeased, but he was secretly delighted. The unusual celestial phenomena—wasn't this his chance to stir up trouble? In fact, although there were traces of immortals and divine signs at Jieshi Mountain, Zhao Gao had already secretly sent people to wreak havoc, leaving no traces of immortality or spiritual energy. He now hoped that Qin Shi Huang would return empty-handed.
"Stop the carriage here! This True Man wishes to pay homage at Jieshi Mountain!"
Qin Shi Huang pondered for a moment before issuing the decree. Zhao Gao agreed and ordered the convoy to stop. A procession of guards and eunuchs laid out a red silk path, with banners and staffs leading the way, escorting Qin Shi Huang's imperial carriage up the mountain path to Jieshi Mountain.
Qin Shi Huang, dressed in golden Taoist robes, moved steadily and slowly up the mountain.
Looking around, he saw the vast, seemingly endless sea to the east, with the faint outline of the Lingtai Immortal Island visible in the mist, yet unreachable. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly; the path to immortality was as vast as this sea, and a sense of weariness crept into his heart.
Looking up at the two powerful characters "Jieshi," a sense of sorrow arose in Qin Shi Huang's heart. Fortunately, his Taoist resolve was strong, and he quickly suppressed his distracting thoughts, standing quietly with his hands clasped. At this moment, an eunuch brought incense. Qin Shi Huang took the sandalwood incense, watched the candles light, and placed it in the incense burner before the mountain, murmuring prayers to Heaven.
Just as he was praying, suddenly the sky rose and clouds surged, the heavens and earth changed color, and dark clouds swept in from the eastern sea, instantly obscuring the entire sky. A chilling wind howled, thunder rumbled, and then azure lightning struck down.
Upon seeing this, the First Emperor's heart sank, believing it was the Heavenly Emperor's wrath manifesting to display his power. He immediately knelt, chanting prayers incessantly. His attendants, filled with trepidation, disregarded the slippery ground and knelt as well, loudly kowtowing and chanting along with the First Emperor.
After the prayer was finished, the First Emperor ordered offerings to be presented. Only then did the dark clouds gradually dissipate, restoring the original sky.
After the sacrifice to Heaven, the First Emperor turned and returned to his imperial carriage, and the large entourage set off to return. This time, the Heavenly Emperor's wrath manifested again at the Jieshi sacrifice, and his heart was filled with even greater unease. He felt numbness in his limbs and weakness throughout his body, and rested alone on his dragon throne for a long time before he felt slightly better.
Qin Shi Huang's grand procession wound its way along the coast, gradually disappearing into the vast mist. Suddenly, a figure appeared atop the towering Jieshi Mountain.
He stood atop the mountain, as upright as a lone pine tree, his eyes fixed on the disappearing, serpentine procession. A cold smile gradually appeared on his chiseled face.
This was Long Lin, who had just returned from Qingmu Island. With the situation on Qingmu Island stabilized, Long Lin was about to return to the mortal realm to continue his ruthless deeds. Of course, his current goal was very clear: to bring peace to the world amidst chaos. This aligned perfectly with his own objective. Naturally, he still had his sights set on Liu Bang.
Now, he intended to give the Qin Emperor a warning, to sow discord within him. According to calculations, the Qin Emperor's life was already in grave danger.
Long Lin turned and looked at the distant sea, then suddenly smiled slightly, for two figures were rapidly approaching from the water.
Qin Hun was indeed his capable assistant, getting the matter settled so quickly.
Long Lin ordered Qin Hun to go into the sea and summon the little sea god. He had thought it would take a while, but the little sea god had arrived so quickly.
"Master, the sea god's messenger has arrived
." Qin Hun led the emaciated old man to the foot of Jieshi Mountain and said to Long Lin.
"Sea God Ao Tong greets the Immortal."
The sea god was skeletal, with two long, stiff, curly beards on his thin face, resembling an old lobster. He knelt on one knee, his body hunched over, and said.
Long Lin nodded and smiled, "Sea God, please rise. I am not an immortal. I invited you here mainly because I have a matter I wish to entrust to you."
"Immortal, please give your orders!"
Sea God Ao Tong said. He was now terrified of Long Lin and dared not put on any airs of seniority. He had already experienced the power of Qin Hun's Heavenly Emperor Limitless Sword.
Long Lin smiled slightly and immediately explained his plan to the Sea God Ao Tong. After finishing, he asked, "How is it? Is there any difficulty, Senior Sea God?"
The Sea God Ao Tong hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, this matter will be handled well, I will certainly do my best!"
Long Lin smiled, glanced at Qin Hun beside him, and said, "Then I'll trouble you, Senior Sea God. I'll take my leave now!"
With that, Long Lin and Qin Hun sped away into the distance.
Traces of the Qin Emperor's army still remained on the shore of Jieshi. Sea God Ao Tong gazed at the muddy ground, shook his head slightly, and sighed deeply.
As he sighed, a white mist appeared around him, instantly enveloping his aged figure. The mist quickly dissipated, revealing a burly fisherman where he had just stood. He wore a patchwork shirt, carried a carrying pole on his shoulder with a bamboo basket hanging from each end.
He walked barefoot on the muddy ground for a few steps, then suddenly seemed to remember something, blew on his hand, and conjured a tattered bamboo hat. He put the hat on his head, smiled slightly, and walked forward.
His steps weren't fast, but he covered several meters in an instant, appearing like a ghost. However, at this speed, he should be able to catch up with Qin Huang's main force soon.
"Master... will Ao Tong obey?"
After the Sea God Ao Tong left, two people suddenly appeared on the previously empty beach. They were Long Lin and Qin Hun, who had just left.
Qin Hun stood quietly and asked Long Lin.
A mysterious smile flashed across Long Lin's face, and he nodded, saying, "He will..."
The two stood for a while before Long Lin said, "Qin Hun, let's go!"
Qin Hun said, "Yes, Master..."
Long Lin reached out and grabbed at the air, and Qin Hun transformed into a white light and entered Long Lin's empty Ruyi bag. Only then did Long Lin take out the Wingless Flying Boat from the Ruyi bag, stroke the white jade-like hull of the ship, and lightly touch the jade sculpture of a beautiful woman standing on the ship with his fingernail, smiling mischievously.
It seemed like it had been a long time since he had taken care of Xue Niang. Now that he was in a good mood, spending some time with Xue Niang would lessen the loneliness of the journey.
Long Lin immediately used magic to enlarge the wingless flying boat. Xue Niang, her beautiful figure leaning against the railing, gave him a breathtaking smile.
Long Lin felt a surge of warmth in his heart and immediately boarded the wingless flying boat. He couldn't wait to hold her warm embrace and listen to her soft, enchanting voice.
Just as Long Lin and the exquisitely beautiful Xue Niang were happily flying together on the wingless flying boat, the somewhat unlucky Sea God Ao Tong had only just caught a glimpse of Qin Shi Huang's large army in the distance.
At this moment, a young man by the roadside caught his attention. Although this young man was dressed plainly, he exuded an aura of superiority.
Ao Tong stopped, pondered silently for a moment, then stepped forward, bowed to the young man, and said, "Young master, I just found a jade disc on the beach. I wonder what its value is. Would you be so kind as to appraise it?"
The young man turned his gaze from the direction of the departing Qin Shi Huang's procession, glanced at the sea god Ao Tong, who had now transformed into a fisherman, and politely nodded, saying, "Brother, although I only have a rudimentary understanding of jade, I'll humbly offer my services since you trust me."
Ao Tong was delighted and took out a piece of slightly yellowish white ancient jade, covered in mud, from his pocket. The jade was about the size of a palm, round, with a hole in the center, and some strange, crude characters engraved on the edges. The
young man was slightly surprised when he saw the jade disc, then took it and examined it carefully. Just as he was about to speak, he found that there was no one in front of him.
He looked around; the road was empty. Had the fisherman simply vanished into thin air? Just as he was astonished, he suddenly heard an old voice say in his ear, "Young master, we are destined to meet. I will give you this jade disc as a prelude to your future great undertaking!"
The voice was faint and ethereal, and then it disappeared.
The young man was slightly taken aback, realizing that he had encountered an immortal. He glanced at the jade disc in his hand and immediately knelt down and said to the heavens, "I am deeply grateful for the guidance of the immortal. Thank you!"

Chapter 149 Zhang Liang's Conspiracy
Update Time: 7-21 14:27:09 Words: 3072

"Young master... Young master..."
At this moment, two young men dressed in plain clothes, two years younger than Zhang Liang, ran over from a distance. They saw Zhang Liang kneeling on the ground and called out in surprise.
Zhang Liang stood up, glanced at the two young men, and said, "Xiao Jia, Xiao Yi, have you found the person we need?"
Xiao Jia and Xiao Yi exchanged a glance, shook their heads, and sighed, saying, "That tyrant is extremely strict with his checks; no one is willing to answer the call."
Zhang Liang frowned and said, "Alright, let's think of another way. If all else fails, we'll use that person! Fortunately, I've already come up with a plan to get the Qin Emperor to leave for Bolangsha."
"What plan?"
"Really? Young Master..."
Xiao Jia and Xiao Yi were both stunned, then exclaimed with delight.
They were Zhang Liang's close attendants, following him all the way here, seeking an opportunity to assassinate Qin Shi Huang. When Qin Shi Huang unified the six kingdoms, he had exterminated Zhang Liang's entire family of over a hundred people, surviving only because Zhang Liang was away and hadn't returned. To avenge this, Zhang Liang sold all his wealth, searching far and wide for skilled assassins, all so he could see the Qin Emperor die at his hands and avenge this family and national humiliation.
Xiao Jia and Xiao Yi had just gone to search for the assassin, but with Qin Shi Huang's power at the moment, and countless martial arts masters and Taoist immortals following him, ordinary people wouldn't dare to take on this mission, even if Zhang Liang promised a lot of gold.
An old saying goes, "A great reward will surely bring forth brave men," but what use is gold if you're dead?
Fortunately, Zhang Liang had a trusted assassin named Niu Mou, who was nine feet tall and possessed extraordinary strength, capable of throwing a hundred-pound iron mace a hundred feet long with perfect aim. Originally, Zhang Liang could have acted alone, but just in case, he felt it would be better to invite a few more experts. However, since there was no one else available, he had no choice but to take the risk.
Zhang Liang glanced at Xiao Jia and Xiao Yi, then held out his hand—the yellowish ancient jade disc.
"Young master, what is this?"
Xiao Jia asked, puzzled, not knowing where the jade disc in Zhang Liang's hand came from.
Zhang Liang smiled slightly and said, "The origin of this jade disc is known to others, so you don't need to worry about it. Hmm, we'll take this path. We must intercept that tyrant's army before noon tomorrow."
As he spoke, Zhang Liang pointed to a small path sloping into the mountains and led the way.
Xiao Jia and Xiao Yi exchanged glances, unsure of Zhang Liang's intentions, but they knew their young master was learned, skilled in both literature and martial arts, and possessed extraordinary talent. Without hesitation, they followed.
"Hmm...hmm...Brother Long Lin, you're so amazing!"
Xue Niang's soft, feminine voice kept calling out, causing Long Lin to thrust his chest forward again and again, vigorously ploughing her up, sending her ever higher.
Finally, with a three-second shout from Xue Niang, Long Lin reached the summit, then leaped down into the fragrant spring.
"What a captivating beauty! Luckily, I have an exceptional physique, otherwise I wouldn't be able to enjoy this blessing!"
Long Lin's spiritual energy circulated rapidly, quickly restoring his lost strength. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
At this moment, Xue Niang's face was radiant and glowing, making her even more beautiful. She lay on the jade couch, giving Long Lin a charming smile, and said, "Brother Long Lin, after all our games, I wonder where the flying boat has flown off to?"
Long Lin chuckled, "Of course I know!" He glanced down and added, "We're currently above Bolangsha. The First Emperor's dragon chariot is too slow; it won't arrive until around noon tomorrow!"
Xue Niang nodded and said, "Brother Long Lin, it's all empty here, there's no scenery. Why are we stopping here?"
"Hehe, we'll have a good show to watch tomorrow at noon,"
Long Lin said with a smile. As he spoke, he leaned close to Xue Niang's smooth, jade-like body and whispered in her ear, "Xue Niang, why don't we get some rest and wait for tomorrow's show?"
Xue Niang gave a soft moan, turned her head, and kissed Long Lin on the cheek, her red lips becoming even more delicate and tender. She twisted her body and snuggled into Long Lin's arms.
At this moment, the First Emperor's entourage, having rested overnight, was about to set off. However, a commotion broke out at the front of the procession, with several guards and three passersby arguing loudly.
Qin Shi Huang was meditating when the commotion interrupted him. He subtly used his spiritual sense to know that Zhao Gao had already approached.
It turned out that the three men were Zhang Liang, Xiao Jia, and Xiao Yi. They had barely slept, having traveled all night to intercept Qin Shi Huang's large entourage. Zhang Liang wanted to see the emperor but was blocked by the guards, leading to an argument.
Xiao Jia and Xiao Yi were red-faced; if Zhang Liang hadn't intervened, they probably would have already started fighting.
"What is it?"
Zhao Gao, hearing the commotion, rode directly to the front of the procession without reporting to the emperor, coldly demanding an explanation.
Seeing that it was Prime Minister Zhao Gao, the guards immediately fell silent, stepping aside and saying, "Reporting to the Prime Minister, these three men intercepted Your Majesty, demanding an audience, but we stopped them."
Zhao Gao nodded, glancing at Zhang Liang and the others. His heart sank slightly, for the aura emanating from Zhang Liang was far beyond that of an ordinary person.
"Hmm, who are you? Where do you come from? What brings you to the Emperor?"
Zhang Liang replied, "Reporting to the Prime Minister, we are travelers. We just encountered an immortal on the road, who instructed us to deliver a message to the Emperor and present him with a jade disc as a token."
"A jade disc?" Zhao Gao
was slightly taken aback. The First Emperor sincerely wanted to make his eastern tour in order to meet an immortal, but so far, he hadn't even seen a trace of one. Now, this young man actually said that an immortal was going to deliver a message to the First Emperor. He secretly thought that if this was true, then the First Emperor was truly blessed. If he quickly reported this to the First Emperor, the First Emperor would surely reward him handsomely. He immediately said, "Where is the jade disc? Let me see it!"
At this moment, seeing Zhao Gao's cunning and sly appearance, Zhang Liang knew that this man definitely had ulterior motives, so his plan was almost certainly going to succeed. He immediately took out the jade disc from his robes and presented it to Zhao Gao.
Upon seeing the jade disc, Zhao Gao was startled, for it seemed strangely familiar, though he couldn't recall where he had seen it before. "Prime Minister," Zhang Liang said, "
this jade disc was given to me by the immortal by the river. Please take me to see its master; I must personally relay the immortal's message." Hearing "immortal by the river," Zhao Gao suddenly remembered something from two years ago. Two years prior, he had seen this jade disc on a historical map, a sacrifice offered to the river god by the First Emperor during his conquest of the six states. Could the immortal be the river god? He nodded, saying, "Very well, I'll take you to see the First Emperor!" He then took the jade disc and led Zhang Liang towards the Qin Emperor's imperial carriage. The First Emperor, having already used his magical powers, overheard Zhao Gao and Zhang Liang's conversation and was secretly wondering what this jade disc truly was. "Send this jade disc to the Directorate of Ceremonial for examination and report back immediately!" When Qin Shi Huang saw the jade disc, he immediately felt it looked familiar and ordered the Directorate of Ceremonial to examine it. Meanwhile, Zhang Liang, under the watchful eyes of dozens of guards, stood outside the imperial carriage, awaiting Qin Shi Huang's summons. Soon after, the report from the Directorate of Ceremonial greatly surprised Qin Shi Huang, who immediately issued an edict to summon Zhang Liang, the one who had delivered the jade disc. This was because the Directorate of Ceremonial determined that this jade disc was indeed a sacrificial relic that Qin Shi Huang had thrown down by a river near the East Sea during his conquest of the six states. Although Zhang Liang was uneasy, he showed no surprise on his face and accompanied the attendant to meet the First Emperor. When he saw the First Emperor, dressed in a yellow dragon robe with a strange face, he couldn't help but grit his teeth, wishing he could kill this enemy who had once exterminated his entire clan on the spot. "The immortal instructed me to convey a message to Your Majesty, that Your Majesty should pass through Bolangsha, and the immortal has given you further instructions!" Zhang Liang said according to the pre-arranged script. Qin Shi Huang nodded, pondered for a moment, his tiger-like eyes flashing with a sharp light, and asked, "Where are you from, and how did you meet the immortal?" Zhang Liang replied, "I am from Nanzhao County of the Great Qin Dynasty. I came here to sell grain and encountered the immortal on the way!" Qin Shi Huang nodded, glanced at Zhao Gao, and Zhao Gao said, "Indeed, this person's identity has been carefully investigated by my men." Little did Qin Shi Huang know that Zhao Gao's words were merely a perfunctory response. Zhao Gao, seeing that Zhang Liang was no ordinary person, readily agreed with a few lies. "Very well, then you lead the way. This immortal will return to the capital from Bolangsha, without seeking an audience with the immortal!" Qin Shi Huang ordered. The jade disc left him no choice but to believe it; it was indeed the immortal's instruction. Ten years ago, he had personally thrown himself into the river; how could he possibly reappear in the world now? "Thank you, Your Majesty!" Zhang Liang replied, secretly sneering to himself, "You tyrant, you've finally fallen into my trap. What awaits you is that massive iron mace weighing over a hundred pounds!" Qin Shi Huang's eastern tour convoy began its journey, abandoning the original plan and instead heading south from Bolangsha, then turning west to return to Xianyang. Although Qin Shi Huang had not yet found the Holy Maiden of Prayer and Rage who could activate the protective array of Qirang Mountain, he believed that with the matter of the jade disc, the immortals there would surely give him a satisfactory explanation. Perhaps they could even bestow upon him some elixirs and immortal medicines, allowing him to ascend to heaven. The large convoy rumbled and pounded on the newly constructed straight road, billowing dust southwestward, unaware of the great changes that awaited them. After meeting Qin Shi Huang, Zhang Liang, Xiao Jia, and Xiao Yi bypassed the main force, taking a side path directly to Bolangsha to instruct the assassin Niu Mou there to prepare. Long Lin, meanwhile, was enjoying the company of a beautiful woman and fine wine, safely seated on his luxurious wingless flying boat, leisurely gazing down at Bolangsha, awaiting the momentous event to unfold. Chapter 150 The Assassination of the Qin Emperor Update Time: 7-22 13:08:41 Words: 3504 Bolangsha is located on the coast of the East China Sea. It is a stone mountain no more than three hundred feet high, and the road leading to Xianyang lies at its foot. This solitary mountain was once as famous as Jieshi Mountain. Legend has it that in the past, the tides of the East China Sea would flood, often submerging nearby farmland and villages. The spirit realm sent a celestial being to subdue the sand demon that was causing trouble in the East China Sea. However, because the sand demon was located in the sea, it had a continuous supply of spiritual energy, making it extremely difficult to deal with. The celestial being fought the sand demon for thirty-six days without a clear victor. Enraged, the celestial being used a peerless secret technique to transform his own body into a stone mountain to suppress the sand demon at its foot. From then on, the East China Sea was calm, and the floods that had submerged farmland and villages never happened again. The name Bolangsha comes from this. At this moment, four people in plain clothes stood on the stone mountain. One of them was about ten feet tall, standing there like a bear. Beside him was a large iron mace, weighing over a hundred pounds, with an iron chain as thick as a baby's arm attached to it.

The other three were handsome, especially one tall man with a distinctive aristocratic air.
This was Zhang Liang, who was to assassinate Qin Shi Huang, along with his two attendants and the incredibly strong assassin, Niu Mou.
"Young Master, will that tyrant really pass through here?"
Niu Mou asked in a muffled voice, his wrists wrapped in iron chains, making a chilling clanging sound.
Zhang Liang squinted at the dusty road below and said, "Of course. That tyrant is desperate for immortality and will definitely come here. Niu Mou, it's up to you then. Make sure he truly sees the immortals."
"Don't worry, Young Master! I will definitely avenge your country and family!"
Niu Mou said, a fierce glint in his eyes.
"Good. I know your iron mace is infallible and will never miss. Throw the mace at the most luxuriously decorated carriage. I want to see that tyrant turn into mincemeat!"
Zhang Liang said through gritted teeth. Now, he had nothing left, no relatives, no property, and no other choice but to fight to the death.
Looking at Zhang Liang's expectant gaze, Niu Mou nodded heavily.
"Brother Longlin, what are they doing over there?"
At this moment, in the wingless flying boat, Xue Niang nestled against Longlin, looking at the four people on Bolangsha Mountain, and asked with eyes as bright as stars.
Longlin smiled slightly and said, "They're preparing to play a game of throwing iron balls!"
"A game of throwing iron balls?"
Xue Niang asked in surprise, not understanding what Longlin meant.
Longlin gently stroked her delicate little nose and laughed, "Don't worry, you'll find out soon enough!"
Xue Niang nodded, then suddenly exclaimed, "Brother Longlin, look over there!"
Following Xue Niang's finger, they saw a cloud of dust rising from the winding road, and within the dust, a long line of people, horses, and carriages was approaching.
"They're here!"
Longlin murmured.
Qin Shi Huang sat in his imperial carriage, carefully examining the jade disc. The disc had yellowed, as if stained by time. He remembered his conquest of the six states, when he personally rode into battle, bow in hand, severing enemy heads one by one and hanging them on his horse's back. When he threw this once snow-white jade disc into the churning river, he possessed the arrogance typical of youth. Back then, he was full of vigor, his whip lashing forth, and wherever he went, either surrendered or rivers of blood flowed.
Even the untamed river, upon being struck by this jade disc, would yield, becoming docile, allowing his army to cross it.
He had once been a favored child of the gods, and his cultivation had become increasingly refined with the continuous stream of immortal cultivation manuals and rare herbs and flowers presented as tribute. However, since last year, after massacring those hundred rebellious Confucian scholars, he suddenly found himself seemingly powerless.
His Taoist magic was strong, but his lifespan wouldn't increase; even if he gathered all the world's troops to create twelve bronze statues, it would be useless. If he didn't pursue immortality, he would die one day. Although he had already built an unprecedented underground kingdom for himself on Mount Li, he didn't want to become its emperor.
He wanted immortality; this was his only wish. Although he built the Epang Palace, collected concubines from the six kingdoms, and ordered beauties from all over the land to be presented, he hadn't touched a single woman in the past two years. He was preserving his true essence, for this true essence was his lifespan.
To achieve immortality, he needed to become an immortal, or possess elixirs bestowed by immortals. This eastern tour had two purposes: first, to seek immortals and obtain a holy maiden for prayer; and second, to explore the shores of the East Sea and send Xu Fu to search for elixirs for him.
Legend has it that far away in the East Sea, there are immortal islands called Penglai, Fangzhang, and Yingzhou, inhabited by immortals who can create elixirs that grant immortality.
"Perhaps it won't be so troublesome. If I encounter this river immortal this time, I must ask him for the elixir!"
Qin Shi Huang thought to himself.
The large army marched forward, finally arriving at the foot of Bolangsha Mountain. Zhao Gao led the way on horseback. Surrounding them were many elite knights clad in black armor. They were the most elite troops of the Qin Empire, each a battle-hardened warrior.
At this moment, a road wound its way along the foot of Bolangsha Mountain.
Although the terrain was treacherous, making it an ideal ambush location, the empire's elite troops, having not seen battle for years, would not take this seriously. They possessed the most elite troops; even if there were an ambush, would they fear a few petty thieves?
After a routine reconnaissance by two riders, Zhao Gao waved his hand, and the army continued forward.
"Niu Mou, it's your turn now!"
Zhang Liang said to Niu Mou, then took Xiao Jia and Xiao Yi three steps back. Niu Mou took a deep breath, and with a crack, lifted the iron mace. He glanced down at the approaching convoy, spun around, and the iron mace, chained to his arm, hurtled down the mountain like a meteor.
The mace, propelled by Niu Mou's power, plummeted downwards with lightning speed, exploding in mid-air before crashing into Qin Shi Huang's imperial carriage in an instant.
The surrounding guards had already witnessed this inexplicable falling object, but they were stunned and unsure how to save the emperor's life.
Inside the carriage, Qin Shi Huang sat bolt upright. Ever since the iron mace fell from the mountaintop, he had heard that strange sound. Suddenly, he let out a cold laugh, closed his eyes slightly, and pointed his hands in a strange hand gesture towards the roof of the carriage. A blinding beam of light shot out from the roof of the carriage.
Just as the light formed a shield on the roof, the iron mace struck it, but was blocked by the shield and rolled away, smashing the secondary carriage following closely behind the First Emperor's imperial carriage to pieces with a loud crash.
"Ugh!"
Xue Niang screamed in shock at the sight, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands.
"Good, not bad, this First Emperor is indeed a master of Taoist magic!"
Standing by the railing of the wingless flying boat, looking down, he had a clear view of the scene. The shield blocking the iron mace was seen without missing a single detail by Long Lin. He smiled slightly, nodded, and murmured.
After throwing down the large iron mace, Niu Mou and Zhang Liang quickly retreated, walking down a narrow mountain path, disappearing into the rocks in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, chaos reigned below the mountain. Hundreds of cavalrymen were in disarray, first surrounding the smashed secondary carriage, completely destroyed by the iron mace, its occupants—several attendants, eunuchs, and palace maids—all reduced to a bloody pulp. Just then, two centurions led two hundred soldiers to abandon their horses and scramble up the mountain, for in the instant the iron mace fell, someone had seen a figure flash across the summit.
Zhao Gao, standing at the front of the column, witnessed this scene and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, though a cold sweat broke out all over his body.
He should have been in that secondary carriage, but because he was leading the procession to welcome the immortals, he had ridden at the front, miraculously escaping this calamity.
"Someone has plotted to assassinate the emperor! Investigate!"
Zhao Gao, having escaped with his life, roared furiously at those around him.
Two riders immediately sprang from the main force and quickly rode off into the distance. Following Zhao Gao's instructions, they went to the nearby prefecture to mobilize troops and thoroughly search the area.
Qin Shi Huang had already alighted from his carriage and was silently examining the massive iron mace weighing about a hundred pounds. This iron mace was no light object; even an ordinary person would have difficulty moving it. To be able to throw it and accurately hit a target from a distance of a hundred feet would certainly require extraordinary skill.
Of course, the emperor's heart is unpredictable, and these weren't his thoughts at the moment. His guards would handle the investigation and capture of the assassins. What lingered in his mind was the face of the young man who had delivered the jade disc, a face with an unusual air.
At this moment, he realized he'd been tricked. What "immortal guidance"? This "immortal" had clearly come to take his life!
The jade disc's origin was unquestionable, for no one could retrieve the jade disc he'd used to worship the river god ten years ago from the river, let alone deliberately acquire it for this purpose.
"Is this truly Heaven's will to destroy me?"
Qin Shi Huang's heart had grown cold; he no longer cared for the iron mace. He turned and boarded his imperial carriage, the convoy restarting and slowly moving forward.
"Brother Longlin, are we waiting here just to witness this?"
Xue Niang withdrew her gaze, a hint of surprise still on her jade-like face, and asked Longlin.
"Of course not, we're here to save people!"
Longlin smiled slightly and said. At this moment, he silently channeled his inner energy, slowly guiding the wingless flying boat towards the nearest prefecture.
News of the assassination attempt on the First Emperor spread extremely quickly, soon reaching the ears of the prefectural magistrate. In his jurisdiction, such an incident was practically a capital offense. However, the First Emperor didn't seem to hold him accountable, merely ordering a thorough search for the assassin.
Having escaped death, he naturally wouldn't let the assassin go. Soon, the entire prefectural army, government soldiers, and village chiefs were mobilized, and a city-wide search was launched within a hundred-mile radius, with the determination to capture the assassin at all costs.
"Please, Your Highness, punish me!"
In a remote village on the outskirts of the prefecture, in a courtyard, Niu Mou knelt and wept. They had also received news that the iron hammer had only struck the First Emperor's secondary carriage, and the tyrant was unharmed.
Zhang Liang sighed and said to Niu Mou, "Get up. This isn't your fault... Is it fate that I, Zhang Liang, cannot avenge this blood feud? Is the tyrant's life not meant to end?"
"Young master... let's go quickly! The tyrant is already searching the area. It seems he won't give up easily if he can't catch us!"
said Xiao Jia and Xiao Yi, who had just returned from gathering information.
Zhang Liang hesitated. He wasn't reckless; he knew that this failed assassination attempt would cause a huge uproar, and the tyrant would never let his assassins go. He remembered the horrific scene of Jing Ke of Yan, who, after a failed assassination attempt, was captured and torn apart by the tyrant.
"Xiao Jia, Xiao Yi, pack your things. Niu Mou, let's leave!"
Zhang Liang said.
"No, young master, I'll stay. If I get the chance, I'll definitely help you kill that tyrant!"
Niu Mou suddenly exclaimed.

Chapter 151 The Death of the Assassin
Update Time: 7-23 10:35:09 Words: 3484

Long Lin quietly appeared on the streets of this prefecture on the coast of the East China Sea.
At this time, the streets were in chaos, with footsteps and shouts everywhere. The soldiers were frantically searching for the assassin who had tried to kill Qin Shi Huang.
"Here, they are here..."
A wealthy country gentleman dressed in brocade robes with a small mustache was telling the soldiers who were hunting down the assassins what he knew. Just a few days ago, he had encountered a strong man in the city who could lift a thousand-pound stone lock, along with three young men.
He immediately led the soldiers here.
At this time, Zhang Liang and Niu Mou and the others had not yet left. Niu Mou was still determined not to leave, insisting on avenging Zhang Liang to the death.
The sound of soldiers' footsteps and the clash of weapons came from outside the door.
"Not good, young master, the soldiers are coming!"
Xiao Jia exclaimed.
Zhang Liang nodded calmly and said, "Don't panic. Prepare your weapons. We'll rush out when they're off guard!" As he spoke, he drew his long sword.
Xiao Jia and Xiao Yi also held knives, but their faces showed tension. Niu Mou, having no weapon, grabbed a wooden stick from the courtyard.
Clang!
The wooden door was smashed open, and two Qin soldiers in black armor, wielding spears, rushed in, followed by the mustachioed country gentleman.
"That's him! He must be the assassin!"
the gentleman shouted immediately upon seeing the towering Niu Mou.
The two Qin soldiers roared and charged at Niu Mou, while the others surged forward.
Niu Mou sneered, swinging his wooden stick and charging forward. With a sweep of the stick, two screams rang out as the two black-armored Qin soldiers were knocked to the ground.
"Young master, why aren't we leaving?"
Niu Mou shouted. At this moment, Zhang Liang, Xiao Jia, and Xiao Yi, who were hiding by the door, suddenly sprang up, stabbing the local gentry and two unsuspecting Qin soldiers with a single sword and two sabers.
The three convulsed, fell to the ground, and died on the spot. Zhang Liang glanced at Niu Mou and shouted, "Niu Mou, run!"
The four rushed out the door, but suddenly heard the whistling of arrows and had to retreat hastily. Xiao Yi was a step too slow and was hit in the leg by an arrow, immediately falling to the ground. Zhang Liang and the others tried to turn back to help, but at this moment, the Qin soldiers who had been lying in ambush all around swarmed forward and had already killed Xiao Yi with a hail of spears.
"Charge!"
With a volley of crossbow bolts, more than a dozen Qin soldiers rushed into the courtyard.
Niu Mou, who was strong, seized the spear from the Qin soldier he had just killed and wielded it with great skill. Zhang Liang and Xiao Jia, each wielding a sword, stood guard beside him and fought with the Qin soldiers.
Although they were valiant, they were no match for the sheer number of Qin soldiers, and arrows kept raining down upon them. Some Qin soldiers had already climbed onto the rooftops, aiming their crossbows at them.
"Young Master, be careful!"
An iron arrow flew towards Zhang Liang like a meteor. Xiao Jia shouted, stepping aside to shield Zhang Liang, but the arrow struck him squarely in the back.
Xiao Jia staggered, spitting out a mouthful of blood, crying out, "Young Master... be careful!"
Seeing his two close attendants, Xiao Jia and Xiao Yi, killed in an instant, Zhang Liang roared and swung his longsword, severing the arm of a Qin soldier.
"Young Master, you go quickly, I'll hold them off!"
At this moment, Niu Mou, wielding a spear in each hand, blocked the Qin soldiers surging through the door and shouted at Zhang Liang.
Zhang Liang gritted his teeth, dodging the two spears thrusting at him, his longsword piercing their armor like a dragon, and he charged out of the door amidst the pool of blood.
However, as soon as Zhang Liang reached the gate, his heart sank. Two cavalry units were charging towards him from either side of the street; escape was impossible even if he had wings.
"What to do?"
As Zhang Liang hesitated, he heard a muffled groan from Niu Mou inside the courtyard, followed by a cry of pain. He took two steps back and saw that Niu Mou's legs were pierced by iron arrows, and a spear was embedded in one of his shoulders. Suddenly,
Niu Mou's eyes widened, and with a roar, he forcefully pulled the spear out, plunging it, along with his own flesh, into the chest of a Qin soldier.
"Niu Mou!"
Zhang Liang cried out, about to rush into the courtyard. At that moment, a flash of light appeared before his eyes, followed by a wave of dizziness, and he knew nothing more.
Meanwhile, in the government hall, four burly Qin soldiers in black armor dragged a large, muscular man bound by iron chains into the hall.
One of them knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, the assassin has been apprehended. This man possesses the strength of a thousand jin, and some people have witnessed him swaggering through the streets carrying a large iron mace!"
Finally, Qin Shi Huang let out a sigh of relief. Looking at the tightly bound, blood-soaked Niu Mou, he asked, "Who are you? Why did you try to assassinate me?"
Niu Mou was covered in wounds, but he seemed oblivious to them, coldly laughing, "Tyrant, you have committed countless evils. Everyone wishes they could devour your flesh and drink your blood alive. What I call you is none of your business!"
"You audacious assassin! Now that you are about to die, you still dare to spout nonsense! Guards! Execute him!"
At this moment, Zhao Gao, standing beside Qin Shi Huang in the hall, shouted loudly.
"Hmph!"
Niu Mou turned his head away, completely ignoring Zhao Gao's rebuke.
Zhao Gao, enraged, was about to urge the Qin soldiers to execute Niu Mou when Qin Shi Huang said, "Wait!"
Qin Shi Huang stared intently at Niu Mou for a long time, then suddenly asked, "Do you really possess the strength of a thousand jin, capable of throwing that hundred-jin iron mace a hundred zhang away?"
"Hmph!"
Niu Mou snorted coldly, still ignoring Qin Shi Huang.
"You..."
Zhao Gao roared, but was interrupted by Qin Shi Huang's gesture. Qin Shi Huang narrowed his eyes, tapped his fingers twice on the table, and said to the Qin soldiers, "Untie him. Also, bring up his iron mace!"
"Master, this..."
Zhao Gao approached Qin Shi Huang, hesitating.
Qin Shi Huang smiled slightly and said, "It's alright!" The Qin
soldiers immediately unlocked Niu Mou's chains, and at this moment, two soldiers carried the large iron mace that he had thrown at Bolangsha into the hall.
Niu Mou stared at Qin Shi Huang, his face full of astonishment, not knowing what this tyrant was going to do. Besides, he knew that there were only a few Qin soldiers around. Although he was injured now, if he suddenly attacked, he might be lucky enough to kill Qin Shi Huang.
"This is the weapon you used to assassinate me. Now I will let you use it to kill me again!" As
soon as Qin Shi Huang spoke, everyone was shocked.
Niu Mou frowned, his face grim, and asked, "Really?"
"Of course, you can go get your weapon now!"
Qin Shi Huang laughed, a hint of ferocity flashing in his eyes.
"Damn it, I'll risk it!"
Niu Mou thought to himself, gritting his teeth and glancing at the guards beside him, who held golden spears and glared menacingly. He cautiously walked towards the iron mace.
Grabbing the iron chain on the mace, Niu Mou began to feel a surge of confidence. After all, he had practiced with this iron mace for far longer than with other weapons, and wielded it with ease. Now, a hint of murderous arrogance finally appeared in his eyes, causing even the battle-hardened Qin soldiers beside him to involuntarily become serious.
Before them was a true assassination attempt. Of course, the only combatants were Qin Shi Huang and Niu Mou.
"Let's begin!"
Qin Shi Huang said in a deep voice, his expression unchanged, a slight smile on his face. He sat there casually on his throne, seemingly without any suspicion.
Niu Mou was only ten paces away from him. At such close range, even if Niu Mou threw his iron mace from a standstill, Qin Shi Huang would undoubtedly be smashed into a pulp.
"Be careful!"
Niu Mou couldn't help but admire Qin Shi Huang's courage. Now he finally understood that his ability to transform the weak Qin Dynasty into a powerful and prosperous nation in just a few years, and to sweep across the six states, was indeed due to his sheer courage. Those pampered and cowardly nobles of the other states were no match for him .
His warning before attacking was
a sign of respect for this emperor who was about to die at his hands. Qin Shi Huang smiled and nodded. The ferocity in his eyes had vanished, replaced by a deep respect. This was his final act of respect for the man about to die. The fact that Niu Mou had spoken up at this moment showed that he possessed a chivalrous spirit.
He held chivalrous people in the highest esteem.
"Whoosh!"
Niu Mou moved, dragging his already pierced left arm, his right hand spinning, and the iron mace whistled as it was thrown from his back. It was an extremely tricky angle; even his guards hadn't expected him to handle a hundred-pound iron mace like a pebble.
The iron mace left a shadow in mid-air, reaching Qin Shi Huang in the blink of an eye. Logically, Qin Shi Huang couldn't dodge it, and neither could anyone else present. Although they were prepared, the iron mace still came extremely suddenly, and its momentum was like a thunderous rage, unstoppable by any weapon.
Niu Mou threw the iron mace, waiting for the deafening roar of it smashing the emperor and the back wall.
Everyone was shocked. Zhao Gao's ears rang; he suddenly had the illusion that Qin Shi Huang had truly been killed by the iron mace, and his first reaction was to flee, then order the army to capture Niu Mou and tear him to pieces. Although he possessed considerable magical power, it was no match for the raw power of blood and qi. Before such masculine energy, his magic would melt away like snow meeting the blazing sun, utterly ineffective.
Since ancient times, demons and ghosts have feared masculine energy, and the same applies to magical arts. Of course, if one's magical arts reach a certain level of proficiency, even masculine energy is powerless.
Niu Mou suddenly turned around, and the scene before him left everyone speechless and stunned.
At this moment, even the guards and Zhao Gao couldn't help but gasp in surprise.
The massive iron mace hovered silently in mid-air, shrouded in a hazy, clear light. Qin Shi Huang's face was obscured by the mace and the light.
"Have you given up now?"
Qin Shi Huang's voice came from behind the light, so calm it seemed inhuman.
"You...you know sorcery?"
Niu Mou's voice trembled, his heart sinking and turning icy cold. No wonder he failed last time; it wasn't his failure, but rather that Qin Shi Huang was simply too powerful. That giant iron mace couldn't possibly harm him!
"It's not sorcery, it's Taoist magic! Now, you can rest in peace!"
Qin Shi Huang's voice came from behind the iron mace. As the voice spread, the giant iron mace floated forward, seemingly slowly, but actually incredibly fast. By
the time Niu Mou reacted, the cold iron mace had already touched his forehead. Niu Mou closed his eyes.
With a loud crash, the iron mace hit the ground, blood and flesh splattering everywhere. The guards who had been watching Niu Mou with predatory eyes retreated several steps, barely avoiding being injured by the force of the iron mace's impact.
"Bury him!"
Qin Shi Huang said calmly, then turned and walked into the inner hall.
The crowd below was stunned, and it took them a long time to recover. Zhao Gao immediately ordered his soldiers to move the iron hammer aside, collect the mangled corpses of the ox-men, and drag them outside to bury them.
Having witnessed Qin Shi Huang kill the assassin with a flick of his wrist and dispose of the body, Zhao Gao felt a chill run down his spine. He involuntarily gritted his teeth, his gaze fixed on the inner hall where Qin Shi Huang had already gone.

Chapter 152 Snow Maiden's Death
Update Time: 7-24 12:29:07 Words: 3336

Zhang Liang slowly awoke, only to find himself surrounded by mist. Startled, he sat up.
However, what surprised him even more was that he was in an unknown place, in a semi-open room, with green fields and mountains stretching far below.
Just as he realized he was suspended in mid-air, a man suddenly entered the room. He was in his early twenties, dressed in a tight-fitting gray-black martial arts outfit, with a clear, handsome face, sharply defined features, sword-like eyebrows, and a transcendent air.
"You are…"
Zhang Liang asked in surprise. He remembered witnessing the deaths of Xiao Jia and Xiao Yi, and Niu Mou's injury. Just as he was about to fight the Qin soldiers, he suddenly felt a blinding light shoot towards him, and then he inexplicably found himself here.
"Brother Zhang Liang, you're awake?"
the man said with a smile when he saw Zhang Liang sit up.
"Where am I? And who are you, brother?"
Zhang Liang asked in surprise.
"This is within my magical treasure. My name is Long Lin, from Pei County. I travel the world seeking immortality. Yesterday, I happened to see you being captured by Qin soldiers, so I rashly intervened. Please forgive me for startling you!"
the young man said with a smile. He was naturally Long Lin, and this was Long Lin's magical treasure, the Wingless Flying Boat.
Zhang Liang suddenly realized
what was happening and hurriedly rose to his feet, bowing deeply. He said, "So it's Immortal Master Long Lin! Thank you so much for saving my life. I have no way to repay you and I am truly ashamed." Long Lin chuckled and helped Zhang Liang up, saying, "Brother Zhang, you're too kind. We are destined
to meet. I'm afraid I'll need your help in the future!" "Immortal Master Long, my life was saved by you. If you ever need my help, I will go through fire and water without hesitation,"
Zhang Liang said hastily. Then he asked in surprise, "However, Immortal Master, your power is boundless. What could you possibly need from a mere mortal like me?"
Long Lin smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, you are surprised. You possess extraordinary talent, far beyond what we lowly cultivators can compare to. Besides, I am not an immortal master. I merely encountered a highly skilled Daoist who passed on this magical treasure to me. From now on, Brother Zhang, please don't call me Immortal Master anymore. Just call me Long Lin or Brother Long!"
"Brother Long, where are we headed?"
Zhang Liang asked, glancing outside. Outside the wingless flying boat, a vast sea of clouds stretched out, obscuring their location.
"Brother Zhang Liang, where do you wish to settle?"
Long Lin asked with a half-smile.
Zhang Liang sighed and shook his head, saying, "Alas, the world is vast, yet there is nowhere for me, Zhang Liang, to settle. My assassination attempt on that tyrant failed, and those around me have perished at the hands of the Qin army..."
"Your time has not yet come, Brother Zhang Liang, why be so pessimistic!" Long Lin said, "The world is vast; why worry about not having a place to settle? Right here is the land of Jingchu. If Brother Zhang Liang does not mind, you can temporarily reside here, and one day you will surely achieve great things."
Zhang Liang, who also harbored ambitions for the world, had only sighed in despair. Hearing Long Lin's words, his eyes gleamed with a sudden surge of ambition, and he said, "Since Brother Long says so, then I will temporarily reside in this land of Jingchu, hoping to rise again."
He understood, of course, that the people of Jingchu were kind and prosperous, making it the perfect place to bide one's time and accumulate strength.
Long Lin smiled and said, "Truly a hero among men, I admire you greatly. Shall we part here and meet again someday?"
"Brother Long's kindness will be etched in my heart forever!"
As Zhang Liang said this, he suddenly seemed to remember something, took something from his robes, and said, "I am now down on my luck and have nothing of value, only this jade pendant, an heirloom from my family. I will leave it to Brother Long as a token!"
Long Lin chuckled and said, "Brother Zhang Liang, why bother? If fate allows, we will meet again. What use is this token?" He then lightly clapped his hands.
As the clapping subsided, a stunningly beautiful woman in palace attire emerged from the room, holding a jade plate piled high with a dozen or so gleaming gold ingots.
Zhang Liang was stunned. Although he came from a wealthy and noble family, he had never seen such a beautiful woman, and the amount of gold was considerable; it was hard not to be astonished.
At this moment, Long Lin said again, "Hmm... Brother Zhang is currently in dire straits in Jingchu, which is indeed difficult. If you truly consider me, Long Lin, a brother, then accept this gold as a means to rebuild your life!"
"How can I accept this?"
Zhang Liang hurriedly declined. He had just seen the jade plate, and its jade quality was even better than his own jade pendant. He naturally knew that Long Lin was no ordinary person, so his jade pendant was truly inadequate. He had no way to express his gratitude, and now he was being asked to accept gold from someone else. How could he possibly accept it?
"I have already been saved by Brother Long, how can I possibly accept such a generous gift from Brother Long? I dare not accept such a thing,"
Zhang Liang said.
However, Long Lin smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, please accept this gold for now. I have another request!"
Zhang Liang replied, "Brother Long, please speak freely. Using the word 'request' would be too much for me."
Long Lin narrowed his eyes, took the jade plate from Xue Niang's hand, and said, "If Brother Zhang doesn't accept these, then I dare not speak of my matter."
Helpless, Zhang Liang accepted the gold and then asked, "Brother Long, what is it?"
Long Lin said, "There is only one thing: if Brother Zhang Liang amasses an army in the future, you must join Liu Bang's forces. You will surely achieve great things in the future, and becoming a marquis or prime minister will not be far off." Zhang Liang
thought to himself, "This is clearly Long Lin's way of putting me off because he's afraid I won't accept the gold. Who can predict what will happen in the future?" He immediately said, "Brother Long, please rest assured, Zhang Liang will keep this matter firmly in mind and will never forget it. If nothing unexpected happens, Zhang Liang will recruit soldiers and horses in this land of Jingchu, awaiting the arrival of the wise ruler
, Liu Bang!" Seeing Zhang Liang's agreement, Long Lin smiled and ordered Xue Niang to prepare a banquet. The two drank heartily, their conversation quite congenial. As dusk approached, Long Lin chose a secluded spot to land his wingless flying boat, leaving Zhang Liang in Jingchu, and then flew back with Xue Niang.
"Brother Long Lin, where are we going now?"
Xue Niang asked.
Long Lin chuckled and said, "Of course, we're going back to the Imperial Observatory. I suppose Qin Shi Huang will be returning to the palace soon!"
"How do we get back? You've already killed Old Mother Jiushan. Will Zhao Gao let you go?"
Xue Niang asked worriedly.
Long Lin smiled and said, "Nothing ventured, nothing gained. No one knows about Old Mother Jiushan's death. I can take this opportunity to join Zhao Gao's ranks for a bigger plan."
"A bigger plan? What bigger plan?"
Xue Niang asked.
Long Lin smiled mysteriously, "This is a secret of heaven, not to be revealed!"
Xue Niang immediately gave Long Lin a playful, reproachful look. Long Lin grinned mischievously and pulled Xue Niang's delicate body into his arms. Xue Niang was intelligent and perceptive, knowing that Long Lin had just accomplished something great and was in a very good mood, so a passionate encounter was inevitable.
She was secretly delighted; although she was only a spiritual being, she still possessed her own intelligence, and the enchanting feeling of being with Long Lin made her reluctant to leave.
When Long Lin touched her two sensitive spots, her heart leaped, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. She then stood on tiptoe, wrapped one jade-like arm around Long Lin's neck, pressed her body close to his, and pressed her fragrant lips against his cheek.
The silent kiss stirred Long Lin's blood, and his large hands unceremoniously slipped inside her palace dress.
Xue Niang let out a soft moan and pressed herself even closer to Long Lin.
As the two were whispering sweet nothings to each other, the wingless flying boat suddenly shook violently and plummeted downwards.
Long Lin and Xue Niang were immediately alarmed and looked down. Below them stretched a vast, desolate mountain range, and in a treacherous valley within that range, a plume of black smoke was rising and hurtling towards the wingless flying boat.
The wingless flying boat was already somewhat lacking in spiritual energy, and although Long Lin's cultivation had greatly improved, he hadn't yet refined it into his own magic weapon and couldn't infuse it with spiritual energy. Now, struck by this black demonic energy, its spiritual energy was greatly reduced, and no matter how much Long Lin chanted his incantation to support it, he couldn't stop its descent.
With a loud boom, the wingless flying boat's spiritual light suddenly dimmed, and then Long Lin felt a pungent, foul demonic stench rush towards him.
"Not good, run!"
Long Lin immediately said in a deep voice, pulling Xue Niang and jumping directly out of the wingless flying boat. At the same time, Long Lin also raised his hand and released a stream of crimson true energy towards the place where the black demonic energy was emanating.
"Brother Long Lin..."
Just as Long Lin was about to leap down into the valley to see who or what kind of demon was causing trouble here, he suddenly heard Xue Niang's weak cry.
At this moment, Long Lin realized that at some point, the jade hand of Xue Niang that he had been tightly holding had slipped from his grasp.
Looking at Xue Niang again, her face had become somewhat blurred, and her beautiful figure was dissolving, which startled him greatly.
"Xue Niang, what's wrong with you?"
Xue Niang, whose face was somewhat blurred, gave a bitter smile. Before she could speak, Long Lin suddenly realized that Xue Niang was originally a spirit body, and without the spiritual power of the Wingless Flying Boat, she would naturally dissipate.
Without thinking, Long Lin rushed forward, picked up Xue Niang, and leaped towards the Wingless Flying Boat that had fallen to the ground. The Wingless Flying Boat still had a trace of spiritual power.
"Brother Long Lin... it's no use!"
Long Lin ran, but Xue Niang murmured in his arms.
"No, I will definitely find a way to save you!"
Long Lin gritted his teeth, pushed his movement technique to the limit, and with a few flashes, he had already arrived at the side of the Wingless Flying Boat.
But at this moment, the spiritual light of the Wingless Flying Boat flashed and finally dimmed completely, and the last bit of spiritual power had also dissipated.
Long Lin couldn't help but be stunned, and Xue Niang in his arms felt even lighter now.
"Brother Longlin, it's alright. I was very happy during the time I spent with you!"
Xue Niang said softly, her entire body radiating a melting spiritual light, like snow melting under the blazing sun.
A tear fell from Longlin's eye, piercing through Xue Niang's body and landing in his palm. At that moment, Xue Niang's last wisp of spiritual light finally dissipated, turning into emptiness and formlessness.
"No!"
Longlin roared, suddenly crouching down, his hands still unwilling to accept defeat, trying to find the last trace of Xue Niang.
Xue Niang's voice, appearance, and smile flashed through his mind, scene after scene, causing Longlin's heart to ache as if being torn apart by a knife.
Originally, according to his plan, after finishing with Zhang Liang, he would take Xue Niang and the Wingless Flying Boat back to the Alchemy Workshop, where he would refine the Wingless Flying Boat into his own magic weapon, and then he could infuse it with spiritual power. However, he never expected that he would end up here...
Lost in thought for a long time, Longlin suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with hatred and killing intent. He gritted his teeth and rushed towards the valley not far away.
Now, he has only one thought: to kill the troublesome monster and avenge Xue Niang.

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