I, the Mad Prince of Great Qin, the Sword Saint of the Opening Inheritance
34 The Sword Saint said,"At least one year, at most three years!"

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The Sword Saint: One Year at the Youngest, Three Years at the Highest!

"What happened?"

Ying Zheng put down the bamboo slip in his hand, his face revealing a trace of curiosity.

Zhang Han immediately reported the matter without missing a single detail.

Ying Zheng tapped the dragon coil with his fingers.

"Da ~"

"Da ~"

One, two, suddenly!

Ying Zheng's majestic voice rang out.

"There is no beauty in a thousand years, but beauty is pleasing to the eye. She was so beautiful that she could topple a country and shock the world.”

"Hmph, you've put in a lot of effort on women.”

The dignified voice faintly revealed a trace of anger.

That imposing aura caused Zhang Han to tremble in fear. Fortunately, the First Emperor didn't punish Ying Zifeng.

Zhang Han heaved a sigh of relief and slowly left the royal study.

The hall fell silent again.

At this moment, Ying Zheng stood up, and his Emperor's Eye, which was covered in starlight, looked at Epang Palace.

The corners of the emperor's mouth curled into a smile.

His third son, who was neither cultured nor martial, had not only become extremely talented in swordsmanship, but also in literature!

Thinking about it, he recalled Zhang Han's words that made him feel incredulous.

A special hundred people!

An invisible net!

Surpassing the net and suppressing the Hundred Schools of Philosophy!

What was it?

Ying Zheng had high expectations for Ying Zifeng!

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A moment later…

"Your Majesty, Mister Ge Nia has returned.”

Just as Ying Zheng was about to continue reading the bamboo slips, a sharp voice came from outside the palace.

Ying Zheng thought for a moment, then put the bamboo slips aside, as if he did not want to read them today.

"Go, summon him to see me."

"Yes."

The eunuch left.

Following that, Ying Zheng looked at the old eunuch beside him and ordered him to retrieve a brocade box.

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Outside Xianyang Palace.

A figure with powerful steps and a sharp sword aura walked under the moonlight.

This person was none other than Great Qin's number one swordsman, Sword Saint Ge Nia.

As he walked on the streets leading to Xianyang Palace, Ge Nie realized that the entire city was heavily guarded, as if something important was about to happen.

Could it be that His Majesty knows about me?

Ge Nia's face, which had been as cold as ice for ten thousand years, became serious.

In order to get to the bottom of this, Ge Nia asked the eunuch who was leading the way,"Eunuch, I haven't returned for two days. Did something serious happen in Xianyang?”

The eunuch nodded and smiled as he said,"Mister Ge Nia, you might not know this, but when you were outside, Sheng Qi, who was imprisoned in Great Qin's Death Jail, suddenly ran out.”

"Sheng Qi?"

Ge Nia let out a sigh of relief.

"That's right," the eunuch said again."It's the black swordsman who was captured by you back then.”

"So Prime Minister Li Si was waiting for Mister Ge Nia to come back so that Mister could capture him. In the end, Sheng Qi ran to the crown prince's side and was beheaded by the crown prince's guard, Xu Chu!”

Xu Chu, the guard of the Crown Prince's Residence!

One slash!

Ge Nia was shocked.

To kill Sheng Qi with a single strike, even he would need to use the sure-kill sword of the Phantom Valley's Sword Technique, the Hundred-step Flying Sword!

This guard, Xu Chu, should be a peak martial grandmaster.

Since when did Ying Zifeng have such an expert by his side?

"Eunuch, do you know who this Xu Chu is?”

Ge Nia was curious, and he was also interested in experts.

The eunuch looked around and whispered,""According to the rumors, Xu Chu was sent by an immortal to protect the crown prince. He suddenly appeared in the crown prince's residence.”

Hearing the eunuch's words, Ge Nia didn't say anything more.

He did not believe in ghosts and gods.

Soon, Ge Nie entered Xianyang Palace and arrived at the royal study without any obstacles.

"Ge Nia greets Your Majesty."

Ge Nia walked into the royal study with an indifferent expression.

Ying Zheng stood straight and looked at Ge Nia with a dignified expression.

"Mister Ge Nia, where have you been these past two days?”

Ge Nie replied calmly,"Are there some private matters in Jianghu?"

Private affairs of the martial world?

Ying Zheng's eyes flashed.

Without asking any more questions, Ying Zheng handed a brocade box to the eunuch and asked him to present it.

Ge Nie received the brocade box in confusion.

At this moment, Ying Zheng's voice rang out.

"This brocade box contains Sheng Qi's head. Ge Nia, you are Great Qin's number one swordsman and the Sword Saint of the pugilistic world.”

Ying Zheng had already heard the news from Zhang Han. Before Sheng Qi was killed by Xu Chu, he had fought with Ying Zifeng, and his third son had even injured him.

Ying Zheng was curious about the level of Ying Zifeng's swordsmanship among swordsmen.

Ge Nia nodded and opened the box.

In the next second, a black head was reflected in Ge Nia's indifferent eyes.

Ge Nie's cold eyes were like swords as he examined the sword mark.

The sword mark was eight, and the wound was as thin as a needle. With Ge Nia's eyes, he could instantly tell that it was a single sword move.

One sword, two flashes of Sword Qi!

This sword technique was truly marvelous!

Could it be the Holy Spirit Sword Technique?

"How is it?"

Seeing Gai Nie observing for a long time, Ying Zheng asked solemnly.

"An early-Zongshi realm swordsman. However, his swordsmanship is exquisite and peerless. He can stand shoulder to shoulder with an ordinary middle-Zongshi realm swordsman or even a peak-Zongshi realm swordsman.”

Gai Nie opened the brocade box.

Ying Zheng now understood why his third son was able to injure the dark swordsman Sheng Qi.

"How long would it take for a swordsman like him to reach your level?”

Looking straight at Ge Nia, Ying Zheng asked curiously.

"Five years at least, ten years at most. For someone as talented as the crown prince, it would take him at least one year, or at most three years.”

Gai Nie told him the truth.

One year!

Three years!

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, then dismissed Ge Nia.

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