Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 196 The Light That Belongs Only to Oneself
Inside Wei Mo's stronghold, Jing Ke returned, weary from his journey.

He brought back news of the death of Lord Xinling, Wei Wuji.

Mo Yu sat upright in the high seat, remaining silent.

This result was not unexpected, but Lord Xinling's act of fearlessly intimidating Meng Ao in the face of death truly impressed him.

However, after admiring her, Mo Yu's thoughts quickly turned to reality, her mind unfolding like a chessboard as she pondered how to exploit this information gap to gain more benefits.

'Qin army, Luo Wang, Wei Yong, Wei army, Wei state, Gongsun Yu Mo family!' One name after another flashed through my mind before finally settling on one.

He had previously thought that instigating Xuan Jian to deal with the Mo family was the idea of ​​the Luo Wang, but now it seems that might not be the case. Perhaps that old man Wei Yong was also involved.

The current military of Wei is roughly divided into two factions: one is the former troops of Lord Xinling, and the other is the royal party.

The Wang faction was led by Grand Minister of Works Wei Yong. This old man disguised himself as a staunch advocate of war, but secretly instigated Xuan Jian to eliminate dissidents, and the people killed were precisely those from Lord Xinling's faction.

The armored generals, including Dian Qing, and many of the generals from Lord Xinling's faction were all deceived by this old fellow.

In the original script, after Wei Yong betrayed Xuan Jian, all these people sided with him.

Wei Mo was a chivalrous man, and his former commander was a guest of Lord Xinling, so it's not hard to understand why Xuan Jian targeted him.

In other words, in the endgame he took over, the Mohists had already sided with Lord Xinling.

Not only were they targeted by both the King of Wei and the Qin state, but their own powerful ally also sent them a message right from the start!
The entire Xinling Lord lineage is now leaderless.

Such a disastrous start is clearly a huge crisis.

Crisis, crisis, danger often contains greater opportunities!
Even after the assassination attempt by Xuan Jian and the suppression by King Wei and Wei Yong, the power left behind by Lord Xinling was still enormous. The fact that the group was leaderless also meant that he had the opportunity to bring this power under his command!
Mo Yu casually unfolded a bamboo scroll, his gaze sweeping over it until it landed on the three words 'no offspring,' and his eyes flickered slightly.

Lord Xinling, Wei Wuji, was unrestrained and a womanizer. Not only were there chivalrous men willing to die for him, but also many beautiful women who offered themselves to him.

Perhaps due to his inner turmoil and excessive drinking, which kept him up all night, he had no children in this life.

However, Mo Yu, who had read the script, knew that Jing Ni was already pregnant with his child.

Wei Wuji's compassion prevented Zhu Hai from pursuing and killing Jing Ni, allowing him to have offspring and continue the family line.

“Jing Ni, Tian Yan,” Mo Yu murmured softly, his eyes slightly narrowed.

The child may not have been born yet, but he already knows it must be a girl.

Although the social atmosphere at that time was not as focused on the distinction between men and women as it was during the Song and Ming dynasties, it was indeed very difficult for a woman to inherit the power left by her father.

Mo Yu naturally thought of the story of the cat replacing the prince.

If Jing Ni can be found and the Xinling Lord's faction can be convinced that she really was pregnant with Wei Wuji's child, the chances of success are over 70%.

But then he shook his head, rejecting the idea.

Firstly, the risk is too great; if it were leaked, he could not bear the consequences. Secondly, it might be better to "call a phoenix a dragon"; even if it were exposed, people would feel deceived, but within an acceptable range.

This is a natural secret, and also a natural weakness.

Mo Yu could use this secret to win over people like Zhu Hai, and even use this leverage to manipulate Tian Yan—or perhaps Wei Yan, or Wei Wuyan?

He squinted, his fingertips lightly tapping the table. The problem now was how to find Jing Ni.
The hall was quiet, and sunlight streamed through the window lattice onto the bamboo slips, casting dappled shadows.

"Senior Brother Moyu, what should we do next?"

Jing Ke, who was anxiously waiting to the side, suddenly spoke, interrupting Mo Yu's thoughts and making him realize that there was someone else there.

Mo Yu rubbed his forehead and said softly, "Why don't you go have a drink with General Lian Po and learn some military strategy?"

At this time, Jing Ke was far from being a top-tier player, and therefore of little value to him. In fact, he might even be an obstacle, so finding a place to get rid of him was the best option.

"Does Senior Brother Moyu mean that General Lian Po is still in danger?"

"The net of heaven and earth is all-pervasive. The methods of the Net are indeed unpredictable and unpredictable. Xuan Jian, who was responsible for assassinating Lian Po, failed once, but that does not mean there won't be a second or third time. Moreover, the Net has more than just him as its top-ranking assassin."

Jing Ke thought about it and agreed.

There are only a handful of people with prestige and ability to lead the alliance. The Luo Wang (a powerful alliance) will not give up after one failure. Only by protecting people like Lian Po will the Qin state be wary and distracted from its defenses, and thus dare not launch a full-scale attack.

The only thing that made Jing Ke hesitate was Gongsun Li.

Before arriving in Wei, he never imagined the situation here would be so dangerous. With such a burden on him, he didn't know whether he was going to protect Lian Po or to divert Lian Po's defenses to protect Gongsun Li.

After all, Gongsun Li's grandfather, Gongsun Yu, was one of the most famous men in the Warring States, and he had a good personal relationship with Lian Po.

Mo Yu saw through Jing Ke's concerns and waved his hand, "Go ahead without worry. I'll take care of Gongsun Li; there won't be any problems."

Jing Ke was overjoyed: "Then I'll leave it to Senior Brother Mo Yu!"

After a hurried bow, he rushed out the door.

Mo Yu chuckled softly as he watched his retreating figure. It was fortunate that this silly boy had run into him instead of Qin Shi; otherwise, it would have been 'I'll take care of your wife and daughters, so don't worry about it!'
Unless Jing Ke truly has the protagonist's halo, something 'unexpected' is bound to happen.

Then comes the little story of the childhood sweetheart's sudden death, Gongsun Li's overwhelming grief, and a certain commander taking advantage of the situation.

Then, by using Gongsun Li to connect with Gongsun Yu, Gongsun Yu also had an "accident" and took over Wei Mo's forces and Wei Guo's military defense, thus undermining Wei Jun's position, a smooth little combo.

The biggest difference between Mo Yu and him is that he only "tricks" his teammates for fun, and he generally wouldn't deliberately sabotage his own people.

Qin Shi, on the other hand, is playing the role of the Fire Phoenix Senior Brother, who is all about licking the coffin while crying. Being his enemy is dangerous, but being his ally is fatal, especially since he has no offspring and only daughters.

With his mind filled with all sorts of random thoughts, Mo Yu's figure disappeared from the main seat.

Schemes and intrigues are fine to play around with occasionally for a bit of fun, but if you keep doing them, even he himself will forget that he is actually a martial artist.

He has now grasped the overall situation, and all valuable strategic objectives are now before him.

Now, it's time to stretch your muscles and joints!
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Fragrant grasses sway gently, clear springs murmur, and the clear blue sky, like a mirror, reflects the tranquility of the shore.

Wei Qianqian lay on the lawn, her black hair loose, quietly watching the soft clouds in the sky, waiting for her beloved to arrive.

Gazing at the serene and beautiful woman before him, Xuan Jian softened the sharpness in his eyes, becoming much gentler.

Even so, as he swam upstream along the bank, the fish in the river sensed his presence and swam away into the distance.

"You've come!" Wei Qianqian smiled, her eyes crinkling, her voice light and cheerful yet filled with longing.

She immediately stood up from the lawn, rushed towards him, buried her pretty face in his chest, and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist.

Xuan Jian's expression remained unchanged, but a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes. He gently embraced the woman's waist, as if afraid that the slightest force would hurt her.

A couple who hadn't seen each other for several days poured out their hearts to each other, their words filled with the warmth of a long-awaited reunion.

A moment later, Wei Qianqian suddenly felt a warm, damp sensation on her right arm. Her heart tightened, and she immediately realized what was happening, so she quickly moved her arm away.

Looking down, large patches of blood had soaked through Xuan Jian's dark blue robe, a shocking sight.

Tears welled up in Wei Qianqian's eyes, and her voice trembled: "Father has asked you to do something dangerous again, hasn't he?"

"This was an accident; we encountered a troublesome fellow." Xuan Jian's tone was calm, but he couldn't hide the weariness in his voice.

"You'll die from this accident sooner or later!" Wei Qianqian's emotions inexplicably spiraled out of control, her voice trembling with emotion and on the verge of tears.

She lifted Xuan Jian's robe and skillfully treated his injuries, her slender hands gently stroking the deep, bleeding wounds that exposed bone, tears streaming down her face.

"Why didn't you dodge? Why didn't you tell me? This kind of injury would have been fatal to an ordinary person, do you know that?!"

While scolding him, he took out a strip of cloth he always carried with him and carefully bandaged the wound.

Xuan Jian remained silent for a long while, then lowered his gaze to her tear-streaked face. He raised his rough hand, gently stroked her head, and managed to utter, "It doesn't hurt."

How could someone living in a world of darkness and slaughter refuse a ray of warm light?

Even though he knew that getting close to this light was extremely dangerous for both of them.

But Xuan Jian could not suppress his desire to chase the light.

He looked down at Wei Qianqian's busy figure, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, a mixture of longing and worry.

Even just one more moment would be wonderful.
The wind blew across the clear spring, creating ripples on the water's surface, carrying wisps of the stench of blood as it drifted into the distant woods.

Even among top-tier experts, there are very few who are all-around capable, let alone 'one of their own' who have received the same training.

In the shadows of the woods, Parrot's hair fluttered slightly as she took in everything along the riverbank from the corner of her eye.

As someone from the same dark world, she greatly envied Xuan Jian, who was able to find his own unique ray of light.

But what she has to do now is steal the light that belongs to him.

Women are always emotional, and even though she had carried out similar tasks countless times, she still felt a little sentimental.

The images of Mo Ya and Bai Feng flashed through her mind, but what immediately appeared next was the tall figure under the moonlight who gently placed his hand on her head, accepted her loyalty, and granted her daylight.

“Daytime? What I’m doing now is no different from nighttime.” A look of confusion flashed in Parrot’s eyes.

Just then, a familiar figure broke the silence.

The Black Widow appeared at an inopportune moment, and with a few words, she took away Xuan Jian, whose face was pale.

Wei Qianqian bit her lip, watching Xuan Jian and the Black Widow leave. She stood alone by the river, her face filled with worry. Her frail figure looked particularly thin beside the clear spring.

Yingge stared at the woman before her, the blankness in her eyes fading away, replaced by a cold and resolute look.

Despite her sadness, she didn't hesitate when it came to actually taking action.

(End of this chapter)