Meng Ao, Wang Jian, Feng Quji.
These important officials were all typical royalists of Great Qin.
They were all important officials who were loyal to the Great Qin Dynasty.
If Ying Zheng was not in a hurry to deal with Lu Buwei, he could have planned it out slowly.
He would slowly increase his prestige and convince these important officials.
Naturally, he would have the power to resist and even suppress Lu Buwei.
But Ying Zheng did not have the time.
He wasn't willing to wait!
No matter how strong the external force was, the initiative was always in the hands of others.
What Ying Zheng wanted was to have absolute dominance over everything.
A man of his word!
Relying on others and waiting for others did not suit Ying Zheng's character.
Cao Zhengchun, Shangguan Haitang, and Huanhuan all knew about it.
They were all quietly waiting for Ying Zheng to ponder.
"Your Majesty, are you worried that Lu Buwei will strike first?”
Cao Zhengchun narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice.
"If Lu Buwei's strength is only on the surface, the East Military Hall can kill him secretly tonight!”
"The net can't stop us."
Hearing this, Huanhuan couldn't help but smile playfully.
Was Ying Zheng worried that Lu Buwei would strike first?
How was this possible?
The incident at the Qin royal palace was enough to scare Lu Buwei.
It was already good enough that they could defend against it with all their might. How would they have the guts to take the initiative?
With only the Moon Worship Sect Master by his side, Ying Zheng was almost invincible.
"Heh."
Ying Zheng also smiled and shook his head.”
The inescapable net was everywhere.
But so what?
It sounded very powerful. The Six Sword Slaves were all at the peak of the Connate Realm and were infinitely close to the Grandmaster Realm.
Within the seven countries, there were also claws and claws everywhere.
He gathered a large number of death-row prisoners and wandering swordsmen and trained them cruelly.
They were trained to become deadly poisonous stingers, like spiders lurking in the shadows of the Great Qin Empire.
They were always waiting for their prey to fall into the net.
The Great General of Korea, Ji Wu, Yan Chunjun, a member of the royal family of Yan Country, and other high-ranking officials of the six countries had all cooperated with the Network.
However, the Network was only an assassination organization.
Assassination and intelligence gathering were his forte.
As one of the major factions in the Dark World, it was a force to be reckoned with.
However, once it was exposed, especially when Lu Buwei was fighting with Ying Zheng…
The threat would be reduced to the minimum.
Even the strongest Heaven-level killers like Startling Salamander, Masked Sun, Sheng Qi, and the others.
Most of them were only at the early-stage of the Zongshi realm.
If you let an assassin fight head-on, what could a mere grandmaster do?
From the very beginning, Ying Zheng had never put the net in his eyes.
What he really cared about were Lu Buwei's hidden trump cards.
Who was Ying Zheng?
The future emperor of the ages!
His foresight was not something ordinary people could reach.
Everything he did was not limited to Great Qin, but to the entire world.
Among the six dynasties, those great grandmasters, land immortals, and kings were Ying Zheng's real targets.
Compared to these forces.
The net was somewhat inconspicuous.
Of course, the current East Military Hall was weaker.
This was also the reason.
Ying Zheng wanted to subdue the Dark Sect and expand the East Chamber, so that he could have the power to oversee the world.
The Moon Worship Sect Master was very strong.
The Celestial Realm was enough to sweep away all powerful enemies on the surface.
However, if he wanted to rely on one person to sweep through the entire martial arts world, as well as those hidden old fogeys...
That would be unrealistic.
"All of you may leave."
"I want to know Lu Buwei's next move," Ying Zheng waved his hand and ordered.”
"Yes." Cao Zhengchun replied respectfully and quickly left.
"You go down too."
Ying Zheng didn't even turn his head, but said to Huanhuan,""Tell that person that there are only two days left.”
Right now, Ying Zheng was almost certain.
The evil cult master lurking around Empress Dowager Hua-Yang should be Huanhuan's master, Empress Yin Zhu Yuyan.
However, Ying Zheng did not intend to personally go and summon Zhu Yuyan.
He wanted to take a look.
What choice would Zhu Yuyan make if he asked the Demon Sect to submit to him?
"I understand."
Huanhuan threw a glance at Ying Zheng, then blinked her big, bright eyes and left the Hall of King Qin barefooted.
Of course, he was going to find his master, Zhu Yuyan.
Having made up her mind, Huanhuan's goal was very clear.
And that was to convince his Master, Zhu Yuyan, to completely side with Ying Zheng.
At that time, the relationship between Yin Weed Sect and Qin Wang would become even closer.
Moreover, the Yin Weed Sect's roots were in Xianyang and Great Qin.
If he refused.
There would probably be no place for Yin Weed Sect in this world.
Everyone left.
The Qin Emperor Hall returned to silence.
Only the sound of Ying Zheng flipping through the bamboo slips could be heard, while Shangguan Haitang was quietly serving Ying Zheng.
The Moon Worship Sect Master was also flipping through a book. In his hand was the peerless cultivation technique, Divine Sword Technique, that he had taken out from the arsenal.
The Heaven Tier was not the final destination. The Moon Worship Sect Master was also constantly improving himself.
It was a good thing for the Moon Worship Sect Master to come to the Great Qin.
With the upper limit raised, the Moon Worship Sect Master had a chance to advance.
At this moment.
In his mind, Ying Zheng checked his current attribute panel.
Host: Ying Zheng
[Age: 13]
[Realm: Beginner Zongshi]
[Fate Control: 13% of the Great Qin Empire's Fate]
[Cultivation Method: Extreme Emperor Scripture]
[Luck: 100,000]
[Summoned characters: Cao Zhengchun, the supervisor of the East Chamber; Xiao Tian, the head of the first stall; Lu Xiaochuan, the head of the second stall; Jia Ting, the head of the third stall; and the current number one female assassin of the East Chamber, Shangguan Haitang, the master of the Celestial Sword and Moon Worship.]
The thing that caught Ying Zheng's attention the most was the one hundred thousand luck value.
In Ying Zheng's eyes.
Why would he need to borrow strength to deal with Lu Buwei?
As long as he digested these luck values, he could increase his cultivation and summon powerful figures and factions.
Not to mention Lu Buwei.
He could still sweep across the six dynasties, the Hundred Schools of Philosophy, and the various sects in the martial world.
"System, how do I use the luck value?”
Ding! The luck value could be used to summon three different dimensions: low-level martial arts, high-level martial arts, and immortal martial arts.
Each time he summoned the luck value, it was divided into 1,000, 10,000, and 100,000.
"Lottery?"
Ying Zheng immediately understood, and began to think about which dimension he should summon.
Right now, he only had 100,000 luck value.
This had already exhausted Baiqi and Shang Yang's human luck.
Once they were all used up.
If he wanted to obtain such a large amount of luck value in the future, he would probably have to break through a certain large sect.
He could even wipe out the Six Nations and the Hundred Schools of Philosophy.
Otherwise, he was afraid that there would not be so many inherited items that could help Ying Zheng to plunder the fortune.
Stacking people?
A qualitative change caused by a quantitative change?
As Ying Zheng thought about this, he turned to look at the Moon Worship Sect Master.
Right now, he did not lack low-level combat strength.
Great Qin did not lack low-level forces.
As long as he wanted to, he could quickly gather a large number of low-level combat forces.
For Ying Zheng, what he urgently needed was a high-end combat force.
Or not summon.
If he wanted to summon, he had to summon the strongest.
"Spend 100,000 luck values to summon the Immortal Martial Dimension!”
The chieftain of right and wrong had tears streaming down his face.
Or was it the European King's Soul Imprint?
Even Ying Zheng could not help but look forward to it.
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