Chapter 19: Becoming Famous

Everyone watching the fight could sense Dongjun's inexplicable anger.

The Moon Goddess could see at this moment that Dongjun, whom she had always been chasing closely, was overshadowed today by a man named Ying Zifei.

Dongjun didn’t know what the spectators were thinking. Now, she wanted to see Ying Zifei’s true strength.

For her, even if she was defeated completely today, she had to see the gap.

"What do you want to see?" Ying Zifei looked at the woman who was already in a state of panic and said calmly, "Since this is not a life-and-death fight, how can you see my strongest sword?"

"You are like this, which makes me feel a little disappointed."

Dongjun's expression froze for a moment, but he quickly realized that the domineering killing method was the way Wu'an Jun Bai Qi fought in battle.

Killing, death, and real fighting are where the power of domineering killing lies.

"What if I want to see that sword now?"

Her expression became expectant and determined, and her eyes were directed at Ying Zifei and the sword in Ying Zifei's hand.

"Are you choosing how you will die?"

Ying Zifei sensed the woman's determination, and there was interest and coldness in his eyes.

The solemn atmosphere was spreading, and the determination in Dongjun's eyes became more and more tenacious. That kind of determination made the people watching the battle subconsciously respect him.

At this moment, Yueshen faced up to the gap between her and Dongjun for the first time.

The talent for martial arts, the determination to seek the truth, and the will to live despite death.

Everything, it turns out that she has always lost so completely!

"Dong Jun of the Yin-Yang family, please teach me, Master Zifei!"

Dongjun's internal force was circulating, his mind and spirit were united, and the aura of a swimming dragon, the transformed three-legged golden crow, seemed to have a bit more charm.

Ying Zifei's hand loosened the Chiyou Sword, and the Chiyou Sword began to rotate vertically rhythmically. There was a certain rhythm between Ying Zifei's brutal and overbearing killing power and the Chiyou Sword.

"That's it"

"This sword"

"I'll give you a look!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his heart moved as he wished, and he and his sword flew away at an extremely fast speed.

As fierce as a tiger and as swift as a shooting star.

The man has not arrived yet, but the sword has already arrived. Dongjun only felt that he was trapped in the darkness of the world. The starlight in the sky was so beautiful!

The martial arts arena collapsed, but the domineering force and intention had not yet dissipated.

Ying Zifei put away his sword, stood there, and then walked away.

Dong Jun had no wounds on his body, his clothes were not damaged, and he stood still.

"This sword"

"What's your name?"

Her voice lacks human emotion, but gives people a sense of urgency.

It was as if she would fall into hell in the next moment because she didn't know the answer.

"nameless!"

Dongjun closed his eyes and stood still, his figure flashing. Yueshen came to his side and sensed him slightly, her expression changed drastically.

"She's dead?"

Ying Zheng asked Ying Zifei who had already walked over here, and Ying Zifei shook his head and nodded.

"My sword has caused her to lose her mind. Her life and death depend entirely on herself."

The Moon Goddess left and took Dongjun with her. She didn't know whether Dongjun was dead or alive. The only one who could solve the problem was Donghuang Taiyi.

……

The stars are twinkling.

The arrival of the Moon Goddess disturbed the two people who were playing chess with the stars in the sky, and the rhythm of astrology filled the entire hall.

"Bring her in!" Donghuang Taiyi seemed to have known the result long ago. The Moon Goddess bowed slightly, turned around and left. After a while, she brought the living dead Dongjun in.

Her condition was perceived by Donghuang Taiyi and another man.

"Haha, the son of Little Phoenix is ​​indeed worthy of being a master of the game."

"Donghuang Taiyi, I look forward to playing against you next time."

Before he finished speaking, the person had disappeared. Donghuang Taiyi landed next to Dongjun, and after sensing something, he took Dongjun away.

"Moon God, take the Primordial Pill to Ying Zifei and tell him that I look forward to meeting him."

The Moon Goddess bowed slightly, then exited the hall and turned away.

……

There was no intention to cover up the battle between Ying Zifei and Dong Jun of the Yin-Yang School.

Not long after, all forces knew the general situation. It seemed that Dong Jun's defeat was the first battle in which Ying Zifei's real strength was revealed to the public.

All parties knew how powerful Dongjun of the Yin-Yang family was, but she still lost.

After many years, the power of his domineering killing method made some people who had witnessed Bai Qi's strength feel as if they had returned to that era.

"Are you testing the Yin-Yang family's background? Or are you testing the strength of Donghuang Taiyi of the Yin-Yang family?"

Cheng Jiao's question left Ying Zifei speechless. He said calmly, "You think too much. My vision is not that far-sighted."

This answer did not seem to satisfy Cheng Jiao, and his understanding of Ying Zifei became more and more demonic.

In other words, after he was deeply shocked by the incident with Zong Yingwei, he became more and more obsessed with how powerful Ying Zifei was.

This way, he could make himself feel better.

"Which martial arts do you think is the most suitable for me to choose from the clan martial arts pavilion?"

Cheng Jiao still asked very directly and frankly.

"Are you asking for advice? Or do you want me to give you some suggestions as your opponent?" Ying Zifei found it interesting. This guy really figured out something.

"Can't you do it in the name of your clan brother?" Cheng Jiao smiled and chuckled, "After all, this name makes me feel that you will be more serious."

Ying Zifei took a swig of wine, put the jar down, looked at Cheng Jiao and said, "Go find old man Ying Qing and ask him to pass a message to my father who is hard to find."

"That man will give the best advice."

Hearing this, Cheng Jiao was stunned. After thinking of something, he was a little surprised and said, "So my brother, my father and I have all made some arrangements?"

"Not stupid." Ying Zifei took another sip of wine and said leisurely: "I said, you always get a lot."

Cheng Jiao stood up, bowed slightly, and then turned and left.

"What an impatient person you are, Cheng Jiao!"

With a chuckle, Ying Zifei stood up. He could already smell the fragrance of the food. It seemed that Ah Fu's cooking skills had improved again.

Five days later, the Moon Goddess returned to Xianyang and asked to see Ying Zifei.

In the residence of Marquis Zhen'an, Ying Zifei looked at the two pill bottles on the desk and clicked his tongue.

Yin-Yang School, so generous!

After the Moon Goddess left, Qing Yunzi stared at the bottle of Hun Yuan Dan and said to Ying Zifei: "Hun Yuan Dan, Donghuang Taiyi is so generous."

Compared with the Yin-Yang Pill, the Hunyuan Pill is more difficult to make.

The two energies of Yin and Yang, Tai Chi Hunyuan, Hunyuan Pill, when taken can replenish the leaks in the whole body, and Hunyuan will be complete.

Ying Zifei chuckled, picked up the pill bottle, poured out the Hunyuan Pill, and threw it into his mouth.

"Aren't you afraid of being plotted against?" Qing Yunzi said with a smile. Ying Zifei shook his head and said calmly: "If Donghuang Taiyi only uses this method, I will feel more at ease."

Qing Yunzi laughed and nodded, and told Ying Zifei to refine the medicinal power.

"I'm leaving first. You should spend the next half month refining the medicinal power of the Hunyuan Pill and don't waste it."

"Tsk tsk tsk, nothing is leaking anywhere. You have great perseverance and luck."

After Qing Yunzi left, Ying Zifei threw the pill bottle containing three Yin-Yang pills to the person standing in the shadow.

"You keep one for yourself, and the remaining two will be taken by the one with the greatest merit."

"promise"

The man agreed and left silently.

……

Lu Buwei was reaching an exchange of interests with all parties, and he wanted to maximize the effectiveness of paper.

Many people wanted to pursue papermaking technology, but one body after another was buried, and death became the best way to deter others.

Throughout the winter, Xianyang City was the center of turmoil. When the people in the open from various forces left Xianyang, the news coming out of Xianyang City once again shocked the world.

A school palace will begin construction next year and stand in the city of Xianyang.

This academy mainly focuses on the teachings of Legalism, supplemented by other schools of thought.

This academy could never reach the level of fame of the Jixia Academy, because it was filled with the will of the Qin State.

This academy was the foundation of some of Lu Buwei and King Ying Zheng of Qin's plans for the future, and it was even an experiment.

They still haven’t figured out what the new era will be like.

In the side hall of the Qin Palace, Ying Zifei was resting with his eyes closed, and there were many people kneeling in the hall.

"Your Majesty, I will give you three out of seven of the profits from selling paper. The time limit is ten years."

"You all need to contribute manpower and manpower to the formation of the caravan and the escort."

Lu Buwei's words surprised these people, but also made them feel relieved.

Among them, some were from the families that were most threatened after the introduction of paper, and some were from the old Qin faction.

The person who reacted the fastest stood up and bowed to King Qin Ying Zheng again, shouting: "My king is wise, and the Great Qin will live forever."

Soon, such shouts shook the hall again.

King Ying Zheng of Qin compensated them in this way, and even though they were unwilling, many of them had calmed down at this moment.

The profits from the paper sales will enrich their family's treasury, and in this way, they can also increase the family's foundation.

"Stand up, don't let me down." King Ying Zheng of Qin glanced at these people, and everyone bowed again.

After these people left, King Ying Zheng of Qin discussed some things with Prime Minister Lu Buwei, and then Lu Buwei left.

After everyone left, Ying Zheng picked up the secret report on the desk and began to read it. After reading it, he frowned slightly.

"You guys, are you still unwilling to give up?"

The whispering voice was filled with coldness and murderous intent, which subdued Cheng Jiao and his group, but revealed Gongzi Yu and others who had been hiding behind Cheng Jiao.

"I have given you enough opportunities. If you still have any intentions, then go to hell."

Ying Zheng spoke coldly, muttering to himself that he had great ambitions and did not want to cause turmoil due to the internal strife of these people.

"Give the secret memorial to Chang'an Jun Chengjiao." Ying Zheng handed the secret memorial to the personal eunuch serving beside him. The eunuch responded, took the secret memorial with both hands, and left quickly.

……

At the residence of Lord Chang'an, after reading the secret memorial sent by King Ying Zheng of Qin, Cheng Jiao looked leisurely and sneered repeatedly.

Gongzi Yu and others couldn't help but jump out even without Cheng Jiao standing in front of them.

"You are looking for death!" Cheng Jiao put the secret letter away. After he admitted defeat completely, he realized how many dense nets were around him.

Now that my brother, Prince Ying Zheng, has already won the upper hand, these people still have hope in life, they are nothing but clowns.

"Supervise them well. If there are any unusual movements, let them die suddenly."

Since his brother Ying Zheng handed him this secret memorial, its meaning was very clear.

The fight for kingship was bloody and would cause a shock to the Qin State. In this case, a death with the least impact would be the best outcome for those people.

(End of this chapter)