People in the Qin Dynasty sought good fortune and avoided misfortune.

Chapter 171, I hope you can give me my fill! (Seeking monthly votes!)
As the assassin leader watched his men being killed one by one by Xu Qing, his hand gripping the sword trembled involuntarily.

After dealing with the last henchman, Xu Qing turned to look at the leader of the assassins who hadn't made a move yet.

Glancing at the corpses lying haphazardly on the ground, Xu Qing felt somewhat disappointed. He had thought these assassins were all top-notch fighters, but it turned out they were at most third-rate experts.

Third-rate skills are no different from a stray dog ​​in front of Xu Qing now. Although they couldn't help Xu Qing hone his swordsmanship, they at least gave him some practical experience.

"I hope you can make me happy."

Xu Qing pointed the Lingxu Sword at the assassin leader. Judging from the other party's aura, he was at least a second-rate fighter and should be able to fight him.

The assassin leader looked at Xu Qing, who had a cold expression, with fear in his eyes. Due to the tension, he subconsciously took a step back.

"Who exactly are you? How could a mere Imperial Physician have such power!" the assassin leader shouted, seemingly trying to alleviate his fear.

Looking at the assassin leader who kept rambling on and on, Xu Qing couldn't help but question his level of professionalism.

Xu Qing was too lazy to explain to the other party, and the other party didn't deserve to listen.

With a surge of wind gathering at the wind acupoints on his legs, Xu Qing quickly approached his opponent, the Lingxu sword in his hand radiating a cold light.

When the assassin leader saw Xu Qing coming, he could only suppress his fear and raise his sword to meet him.

As Lingxu clashed with the sharp sword, Xu Qing slightly reduced his strength; otherwise, given the sharpness of Lingxu, it would have been directly severed by the unknown sword.

Since he rarely had the opportunity to unleash his full potential, Xu Qing naturally hoped that his opponent could give him more pointers and help him accumulate more practical experience.

Lingxu slashed the sword, leaving a few sparks in its wake. Xu Qing deflected the sword with a backhand motion, then slashed down at the assassin leader.

The assassin leader gripped his sword tightly, blocking Ling Xu's attack.

The two swords clashed, and Lingxu slid down. Xu Qing bent down and used the Swallow Skimming Water move to strike at the opponent's ankle.

The assassin leader was at least a skilled second-rate fighter, and he immediately leaped up to dodge the sword, his fear of Xu Qing lessening somewhat.

After just two exchanges, he realized that Xu Qing was no longer displaying the invincible strength he once had, which made him feel that he still had a chance to escape.

Then, the assassin leader's eyes flashed red, and he turned around and slashed fiercely at Xu Qing.

Seeing that the other party was serious, Xu Qing smiled slightly, blocked the incoming sword, and took two steps back.

Upon seeing this, the assassin leader stepped onto the ground and launched a diagonal sword strike at Xu Qing, but Xu Qing blocked it directly.

Faced with such an advantage, the assassin leader naturally refused to let it go, constantly waving his sword and leaving several afterimages in the air.

Xu Qing wielded Lingxu sword to continuously resist, skillfully using his sword techniques to block the opponent's attacks.

Seeing Xu Qing at a disadvantage, Zi Nu's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of tension. She gripped the Crimson Serpent Sword tightly, preparing to step forward and help Xu Qing.

But seeing Xu Qing's composed movements and skillful parries, he released the Crimson Serpent Sword.

She could also tell that Xu Qing was deliberately feigning weakness to hone his swordsmanship.

Reaching the foot of the tree, Zi Nu leaned against the trunk, arms crossed, watching the two fight with great interest.

On the open plain, the sound of swords clashing rang out continuously, and sparks fell from the sky.

Xu Qing and the assassin leader moved swiftly, their swords leaving afterimages in the air. They appeared to be evenly matched, but Xu Qing remained as composed as before, while the assassin leader, who had a slight advantage, was breathing erratically, his sword-wielding hand trembling.

The assassin leader distanced himself from Xu Qing, and seeing the other's still composed demeanor, a hint of anger rose in his eyes.

Now he realized that Xu Qing was deliberately feigning weakness to trick him, just so he would get him to spar with him.

A gust of cold wind blew by, lifting the hem of Zi Nu's skirt and revealing her long, beautiful legs encased in black stockings.

"It's getting late, the Qianlong Hall's treasure exchange event is about to begin," Zi Nu said softly.

Upon hearing this, Xu Qing decided not to waste any more time with the other party. The previous exchange had made him realize that the assassin leader's strength was just so-so, and there was no point in continuing the fight.

Hearing Zi Nu's words, the assassin leader became even angrier, his eyes seemingly spitting fire.

"Kid, you'll pay the price for your arrogance," the assassin leader said coldly to Xu Qing.

Seeing the assassin leader get into position to attack again, Xu Qing's eyes narrowed, and he quickly closed in on his opponent, his Lingxu Sword instantly transforming into several swords.

Since he knew the opponent was about to unleash their ultimate move, he was determined to strike decisively and kill them while they were charging up. He wasn't into playing a masochistic, turn-based game.

The assassin leader saw the Lingxu Sword, which was rushing towards him, suddenly transform into several phantoms and instinctively tried to raise his sword to defend himself.

But recalling the scene of Xu Qing fighting his subordinates, he believed that these were all just feints, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The sharp sword met the phantom of the Lingxu Sword head-on, aiming to stab Xu Qing in the chest, preparing to exchange injury for injury.

However, the moment the sharp sword touched the Lingxu sword, it was suddenly deflected by the Lingxu sword. Under the astonished gaze of the assassin leader, the phantom gradually condensed into a solid sword and slashed across his throat.

The assassin leader spun and flew out. As his body landed, Xu Qing flicked the Lingxu Sword, sending the blood off the blade and landing in front of the assassin leader's corpse.

The essence of Liezi's Eight Swords of Noble Emptiness lies in the uncertainty of emptiness and reality. Liezi pursued the ultimate state of emptiness, forgetting both existence and non-existence, and the unity of all differences. However, his ultimate goal was to govern the world and bring peace to the world, which is the purpose of reality.

Xu Qing could only say that the assassin leader should read more books, otherwise he wouldn't even understand Taoist martial arts moves.

The Lingxu Sword was sheathed, and eighteen gems emitted a soft red glow under the moonlight.

"All things are illusory, neither real nor unreal. Between the real and the unreal, there are three questions about the equality of all things. All things are equal, which is the essence of the real and the unreal!"

Xu Qing's robes fluttered in the cold wind, his tone calm, like a banished immortal looking down upon the world.

Zi Nu's purple eyes gleamed, and her gaze towards Xu Qing was filled with a gentle smile.

Xu Qing glanced at Zi Nu's expression and knew that he had successfully put on a show.

Xu Qing sheathed his sword and took out a box.

Circulating the Mind-Still-Water technique, Xu Qing's internal energy dispersed, allowing him to remove the silver needle that had been shot into the assassin's head. The needle, along with his internal energy, fell into the box in his hand.

After finishing everything, Xu Qing smiled slightly at Zi Nu and walked towards her.

As Xu Qing drew closer, the smile on Zi Nu's face gradually faded, and a complex emotion flashed in her purple eyes. Suddenly, she raised her hand and struck Xu Qing.

Xu Qing raised his hand to block the slap from Zi Nu, then grabbed it with his other hand and pulled Zi Nu into his arms.

(End of this chapter)