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

Chapter 198 Lü Buwei's Crisis
Inside Daliang City.

The Guiyi Chamber of Commerce's headquarters was located in a bustling market town; it was noisy on the outside but a hidden gem on the inside.

The green bamboo sways in the courtyard, a gentle breeze blows, and the simple houses exude a sense of tranquility.

Xuan Jian leaned against the door frame, his gaze falling on Wei Qianqian, who was talking with the female doctor inside the room. Warmth and worry mingled in his heart, like a double-edged sword piercing his soul.

Three days have passed since Wei Qianqian was 'invited' here.

After learning about the Luo Wang stronghold from him, Mo Yu unexpectedly kept his promise and allowed him to meet Wei Qianqian directly.

At the time, he originally planned to take her away. With his strength, even if he took Wei Qianqian with him, it wouldn't be difficult to escape without Mo Yu's presence.

The problem is, Wei Qianqian is unwilling to leave.
In this era of underdeveloped medicine, childbirth for women was like having one foot in the grave.

Wei Qianqian was not afraid of death, but she did not want the child in her womb to die with her before it was even born.

Xuan Jian was initially quite resistant to this, as Mo Yu's terror made him feel completely unsafe on Mo family territory.

It wasn't until the female doctor held up the prenatal examination report and solemnly informed her that Wei Qianqian was physically weak and had been worrying too much lately, and that if she couldn't take good care of herself and ensure a safe pregnancy in the coming months...

Then ask him to think beforehand whether to save the mother or the child, so that he doesn't end up agonizing over it and not being able to save either one.

Even Xuan Jian, who had killed countless people, was no different from any other man when he heard this difficult choice. He stood there stunned, his mind blank.

Upon learning this, Wei Qianqian took a firm stance, stating that if it really came to that, she would have to protect the child!

These past few days, she has been comforting him, gentle as water, like someone who knows their days are numbered and cherishes the last moments of their life.

But for Xuan Jian, this tenderness was like a thousand arrows piercing his heart.
The more sincere and intense Wei Qianqian's feelings were, the better.

When Xuan Jian thought that she might die in childbirth a few months later, his heart felt as if it were being squeezed tightly by a large hand, and the pain was so intense that he felt like he could stop breathing.

Wei Qianqian's joyful exclamation pulled Xuan Jian back to reality.

"Really?" She sat on the low couch, gently stroking her lower abdomen, her eyes full of anticipation.

"Well, judging from the pulse, it's most likely a boy, but it's only a probability. It's hard to be sure until the very last moment."

"hey-hey."

Wei Qianqian smiled foolishly, completely ignoring the second half of the doctor's words, immersed in the joy of becoming a mother for the first time.

"Maintain a happy and optimistic attitude, take your medication on time, and pay close attention to your diet."

The female healer patiently gave him instructions, and Xuan Jian leaned against the doorframe, seemingly nonchalant, but in reality, he memorized every word. A hint of tenderness was hidden in his lowered gaze, but it was concealed by the worry between his brows.

He caught a glimpse of Black Widow approaching out of the corner of his eye, frowned slightly, and slowly walked over to greet her.

The Black Widow reeked of blood; she had clearly just killed people, and many of them at that.

For Xuan Jian, who is currently extremely wary and easily frightened, it is absolutely forbidden to let someone like Qianqian, who carries such a heavy aura of death, get close to her.

Xuan Jian stepped in front of her and whispered, "What is it?"

Black Widow stopped, her eyes behind her half-mask filled with complex emotions, and her voice was low: "Lord Xuanjian, last night the Mo family destroyed three more Luo Wang strongholds, and two others abandoned their positions after realizing something was wrong. Including the dozen or so before, Luo Wang's power in Wei has been reduced by more than half in three days."

She paused, her gaze sweeping over the small house behind Xuan Jian. "Their efficiency is frightening."

Since Wei Mo's previous commander died at the hands of Xuan Jian, Mo Yu did not let him participate in the extermination of Luo Wang. Instead, he transferred Black Widow, a subordinate who was still loyal to him at the moment, away from him.

However, this does not mean that Luo Wang will blame her for the intelligence leak.

At her level, she wouldn't have access to so much intelligence, and most of the strongholds that were eliminated were known to Xuan Jian.

The remaining part is interconnected.

After the Mo family launched a sudden attack, they were caught off guard and were implicated as well.

This was exactly what Xuan Jian was most worried about.

When he worked for Wei Yong, he killed targets that Luo Wang wanted to kill, so he was relatively safe.

But now, the information he leaked allowed Mo Yu to wipe out Luo Wang's forces in Wei with lightning speed, and it would be fortunate if 30% of them survived.

Given the vast territory of Wei, an organization like the Luo Wang would struggle to gain traction if its manpower fell below a certain threshold.

Even if a top-tier assassin like Xuan Jian dies, as long as the sword remains, it won't take long to find a successor in the vast martial world.

Establishing a foothold in an enemy country requires not only a large amount of resources but also time for the seed to grow; it cannot be done overnight.

Xuan Jian even suspected that his name might be above Lian Po's on the assassination list within the Luo Wang organization.

Traitors are always more hateful than enemies!

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Xuan Jian sighed deeply, turned back to gaze at the small house, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Having come from the Net, he knew better than anyone how dirty and difficult to defend against the Net's methods were.

He wasn't afraid of death, but he had to consider Wei Qianqian and the child in her womb.

Once you're on the Luowang kill list, there's no place that's absolutely safe unless you escape the Central Plains and live among the wilds.

You can be a thief for a thousand days, but you can't guard against thieves for a thousand days.

"In addition, I think I've found out the Six-Fingered Harp Demon's purpose." Black Widow's tone was slightly intrigued, her gaze falling on Xuan Jian's troubled expression.

She rarely saw this man exhibit such obvious emotional fluctuations. "Oh?"

He's looking for someone.

Wei Mo's bold move shook the entire martial arts world.

All sorts of forces, large and small, were mobilized. Whether they were the leaders of these forces or the people behind the scenes, they all wanted to find out who was the mysterious figure who was in charge of this event.

Who exactly caused the Net, which had dominated the world for nearly a century and struck fear into the hearts of countless kings and nobles, to suffer such a great loss at their hands?

The news spread like wildfire throughout the Central Plains, causing a stir.

Inside the city of Xianyang, in the study of the Prime Minister's residence.

Lü Buwei sat upright at the table, holding a bamboo strip in his hand, his gaze cold and sinister.

Having risen from a mere merchant from the State of Wei to the position of Prime Minister of the State of Qin, he had long since mastered the skill of concealing his emotions.

But when his gaze fell on the information containing only the four words 'Six-Finger Qin Demon', he couldn't help but laugh in anger. His lips twitched, and a flash of rage appeared in his eyes.

"So, after all that searching, this is all you got?"

Zhen Gang, one of the top assassins of the Luo Wang organization, lowered his head and dared not speak.

He was also helpless, since he wasn't the one who collected the intelligence; he was just responsible for bringing it back.

However, this time the opponent is truly formidable.

The so-called all-encompassing and all-pervasive net, after searching for a long time, only yielded this well-known title.

Other things weren't entirely undiscovered, but they were all unsubstantiated rumors and unverifiable information.

Of the dozen or so strongholds of the Luo Wang organization that were destroyed, none of them managed to escape alive.

Since Wei Mo was not a key target of the Luo Wang organization, no one had been placed under his protection. However, apart from Wei Mo's disciples, no one had ever seen this "Six-Fingered Black Knight".

To this day, Luo Wang doesn't even know his identity or real name, let alone whether he is male or female, or whether he really has six fingers.

"You personally inform Yan Ri to gather manpower, thoroughly investigate the identity of this Six-Fingered Qin Demon, and assist him in retrieving the Xuan Jian sword."

Lü Buwei rubbed his forehead, suppressing his anger. He knew that losing his temper with Zhengang would be pointless.

"Yes."

Zhen Gang cupped his hands in greeting, and his figure vanished instantly, leaving no trace like a ghost.

The study returned to its emptiness. Lü Buwei walked slowly to the window, gazing in the direction of the Qin Palace. His gaze was deep, as if penetrating the layers of palace walls and reaching the very core of power.

The failure of Luo Wang in Wei would not have meant much to him a few years ago.

But now, his situation is precarious, and the impact of this defeat is something even he could not have predicted.

However, the crisis facing him was not the only one; the situation inside the palace was truly life-threatening.

King Zheng of Qin is growing up and is now approaching the age of coming of age. He is more intelligent and mature than his grandfather, King Zhuangxiang.

Marquis Rang (Wei Ran) and Empress Dowager Xuan were able to control the government for many years, and Lü Buwei originally thought he could do the same.

But Zhao Ji, that fool, is no match for Mi Ba Zi, and King Zheng of Qin is far superior to King Zhuangxiang.

This put Lü Buwei in a very awkward position.

"It just so happens that things can only get worse at this time!" Lü Buwei sighed inwardly, his brows furrowed.

Queen Dowager Xia, the grandmother of King Zheng of Qin and a symbol of the royal party's power, was terminally ill and nearing her end.

This means that the existing power structure within the Qin royal palace will be disrupted.

Although Empress Dowager Xia's existence was an obstacle for Lü Buwei in many ways.

But now, he is perhaps the person in the world who most wants her to live.

After the death of Queen Dowager Xia, the power of the royal faction will inevitably shift to King Zheng of Qin.

Confronting the royal faction of Empress Dowager Xia is completely different from confronting the royal faction of King Zheng of Qin!
In his initial plan, the power of the royal party should have been controlled by Zhao Ji, but this stupid woman was utterly hopeless.

Left with no other choice, he could only send people to keep Empress Dowager Xia alive while trying to increase his bargaining power.

Meng Ao's eastern expedition was not only a three-pronged strategy for him, but also involved a scheme to gain political achievements.

If the war goes smoothly, and Qin gains another prefecture, it will benefit him with his accumulated prestige and new achievements over the years.

As long as he doesn't make any major mistakes, even King Zheng of Qin wouldn't dare to touch him.

But the prerequisite is that Meng Ao's expedition must be successful!

Lu Buwei narrowed his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in his gaze. He took out a tiger tally from his robes, rubbing it in his hand; it felt cold and heavy.

Luo Wang's performance these days has been very disappointing to him. First, there was trouble in Han, and now Wei has been almost completely wiped out.

He was not comfortable entrusting such a crucial step to this group of people.

The tiger tally twirled between his fingers; the power it symbolized was not something he, as the prime minister, could arbitrarily mobilize.

(End of this chapter)