Shocking!
At this moment, Zhang Han was completely shocked.
Just thinking about that sword just now made his entire body go numb.
To be able to steadily stop under that terrifying sword aura, this level of control over the sword had long surpassed his own by far too much.
Thinking back to a few years ago when he fought Ge Nia, who had defected from the empire, he was probably nothing more than this.
Could it be…
Zhang Han looked at the Thirteenth Young Master in shock.
She couldn't help but think of the sword in her dreams that Ying Ziling had mentioned earlier…
No, I must report this matter to His Majesty as soon as possible.
……………
At this moment, Ying Ziling looked up at the bright sky in front of him, and his heart was filled with many emotions.
Divine Sword Technique cultivation progress 100%
Congratulations to the host for completing the cultivation of the Divine Sword Technique.
The cultivation was completed just like that?
Immediately, Ying Ziling felt a sword light flash from his forehead. In an instant, boundless sword intent entered his body. At this moment, Ying Ziling felt extremely comfortable. He felt as if he could sense all the swords within a radius of 300 meters with just a slight sense.
Congratulations to the host for comprehending sword intent. The host's comprehension of sword techniques will increase. In the future, any sword technique that the host cultivates will have an additional comprehension.
Whoosh...
Not bad, not bad…
It was a pity that he did not even have a suitable sword.
Host's needs detected. Choice:
[Option 1: Continue cultivating. Reward: Divine Turtle Defense.]
[Option 2: Kill any assassin of the Network personally. Reward: Unparalleled Divine Sword, Netherworld Sword!]
[Option 3: Kill any assassin of the Network and have Zhao Gao add the Host to the Network's assassination list. Reward: Supreme Sword Body Inheritance, Peerless Divine Sword Netherworld Sword, Heaven Splitting Sword Drawing Technique]
Ying Ziling couldn't help but feel excited.
Supreme Sword Body?
The peerless divine sword, the Netherworld Sword!
[Heaven-cleaving Sword Drawing Technique]
These were all absolutely good things!
As for the first option, he had to continue cultivating. He had to quickly establish his own faction to make contributions and obtain achievement points to use the Demon God Card.
If he continued to hide, he would really become a dog!
Ying Ziling did not hesitate.
" System, I choose three!"
The host has made a choice. Please complete it as soon as possible!
Ying Ziling turned around and looked at Zhang Han.
"General Zhang Han, are you injured?"
Zhang Han immediately bowed.
" Thank you for your mercy, Thirteenth Young Master. Zhang Han is fine, but…"
Ying Ziling smiled faintly." General Zhang Han, I've already told you that this sword technique was passed down from the immortal in my dreams. I've only practiced it a few times. Oh right…go and prepare. I'll go to the barracks tomorrow morning to select soldiers."”
As he spoke, Ying Ziling headed straight for his room.
Zhang Han originally wanted to say something, but he shut his mouth.
He could only bow and accept the order with a stomach full of shock and doubt!
He had to report this matter to His Majesty immediately and let His Majesty make a decision.
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Xianyang Zhangtai Palace.
The First Emperor Ying Zheng was dealing with a mountain of memorials in the main hall.
His slender eyebrows were imposing, and no one dared to look at him directly.
Zhang Han knelt on one knee in the main hall, bowing his head and cupping his hands.
"Hmm? What did you say…the immortal in the dream passed down the sword?”
"Yes…Your Majesty, just now, the Thirteenth Young Master had a sword duel with me. I was no match for the Thirteenth Young Master at all. The Thirteenth Young Master is a sword grandmaster!”
Hearing this, Ying Zheng immediately raised his head, his brows full of bewilderment.
"Tell me in detail…"
Immediately, Zhang Han told the First Emperor Ying Zheng, who was sitting in front of countless memorials, about the feeling of fatal threat he felt when he saw Ying Ziling, as well as every conversation he had with Ying Ziling, and the sword competition that followed.
"In other words, if Ziling had fought you seriously from the beginning, you wouldn't have been able to take even one move?”
"Yes…Yes, the Thirteenth Young Master's sword arts have already surpassed mine. Moreover, there seems to be endless power in the Thirteenth Young Master's body that is supporting him to wantonly consume it!”
To the First Emperor, Zhang Han was absolutely loyal and didn't hide anything.
"Which sect do you think Ziling's swordsmanship belongs to? Or is it really like what he said about the Immortal in the Dream passing down his sword?”
In fact, after hearing Zhang Han's report, Ying Zheng's heart was already in turmoil. Ying Ziling was a well-known medicine pot, and it was impossible for him to know any sword techniques, let alone a grandmaster of sword techniques.
What kind of realm was a Sword Grandmaster?
How could Ying Zheng not know?
"Your Majesty…"
"Just say what you think, and I will forgive you!”
Zhang Han immediately knelt down.
"Your Majesty, the situation of the Thirteenth Young Master has always been under the control of the Shadow Secret Guards. In the past eighteen years, the Thirteenth Young Master rarely left his courtyard. It can be said that he rarely set foot in Xianyang City. In recent years, the Thirteenth Young Master has not lived long because of the drugs and resources that have been secretly stolen.”
"But this morning, the Thirteenth Young Master seemed to have changed into a completely different person. Not only did he beat up Lord Zhao in the street, but I also discovered that the Thirteenth Young Master's swordsmanship was brilliant through the sword competition just now. Even those geniuses of the sword path would not have such achievements in the sword path without ten or twenty years.”
"But the Thirteenth Young Master has been in a short period of time. Not only did his body return to normal overnight, but he had also become a grandmaster of swordsmanship. If it was not for the help of an immortal and the passing of the sword in his dream, there was really no other explanation for such a strange and mysterious situation!”
Ying Zheng sat there, his eyes already filled with a bright light.
He couldn't help but recall what Ying Ziling had said to him in the pavilion of the Imperial Palace. In his dream, the white-bearded old man had given him a pill. That pill…
However, Ying Zheng was, after all, the emperor of the Great Qin Empire.
At this moment, he suppressed his excitement and waved his hand.
"Did Ziling say anything else?"
Zhang Han immediately replied,"
"The Thirteenth Young Master also said that he would go to the barracks tomorrow morning to select soldiers.”
Ying Zheng nodded.
"Let him choose. Within Great Qin, Ziling can choose any soldier. Also, follow Ziling and protect him. If anything happens, report to him immediately.”
Zhang Han immediately knelt down.
"Understood!"
"Alright…go!"
Ying Zheng looked at Zhang Han, who was slowly retreating, and then immediately turned to look at the world outside Zhangtai Palace.
His deep eyes were filled with hope.
"Ziling…you really fill me with anticipation!”
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