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

Chapter 537, A Second-Grade Opportunity, The Flying Memorial Tablet
Hei Bai Xuan Jian stopped retreating, plunging the black blade behind him. After regaining his balance, he looked at Xu Qing, hoisted the white blade onto his shoulder, pointed the black blade at Xu Qing, and looked crazed.

“You are indeed a worthy opponent,” Hei Bai Xuan Jian said.

On the other side, Xu Qing stepped onto the floor, stabilizing himself. He looked at the dozen or so wounds of various sizes on his body, and his aura became more balanced and peaceful once again.

"You're not bad either, but this is where it ends," Xu Qing said calmly.

Xu Qing had gained a lot from the previous exchange, and now he no longer needed to hold back; it was time to finish the battle quickly.

The moment Xu Qing finished speaking, the Tai Chi diagram beneath his feet suddenly contracted and began to spin rapidly. The colorless sky and earth gradually dissolved, revealing the original colors of things.

Hei Bai Xuan Jian looked at Xu Qing, who had withdrawn his aura, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. But he immediately became alert, worried that Xu Qing might play a dirty trick on him. So he took the initiative to attack Xu Qing.

"The right blade takes lives, the reverse blade suppresses souls."

Hei Bai Xuan Jian unleashed his ultimate move, a bloodthirsty and ferocious smile appearing on his face. The wind pressure lifted the red ribbon on his head, and his figure shot up towards Xu Qing.

A powerful killing intent erupted, and the sword energy on the black and white blades suddenly increased several times. The afterimages of the Eight Linglong appeared behind him, hovering high in the air.

The violent killing intent transformed into tangible sword energy, heading towards Xu Qing.

"Tai Chi is Yin and Yang."

Faced with Hei Bai Xuan Jian's deadly attack, the Tai Chi diagram beneath Xu Qing's feet slowly rose, and the Cheng Ying sword in his hand was held horizontally in front of him in a calm and unhurried manner. He casually swung the sword towards the black and white twin blades that were attacking him.

"Bang~"

The Cheng Ying Sword clashed with the black and white twin blades.

Seeing Xu Qing's weak and feeble resistance, Hei Bai Xuan Jian's eyes were filled with undisguised killing intent. The figure of Ba Linglong behind him overlapped with him, and his aura and power surged, pressing down on Xu Qing like a mountain of corpses.

"You're a worthy opponent, but it's best to end it here," Hei Bai Xuan Jian said menacingly.

Just as Hei Bai Xuan Jian watched his twin blades relentlessly press down on Cheng Ying Sword, a Tai Chi diagram slowly appeared on the invisible blade of Cheng Ying.

"To survive in this world, you need to use your brain; brute force will only get you nowhere."

Xu Qing looked at Hei Bai Xuan Jian and said something the other party didn't understand, but the next moment the Tai Chi diagram on Cheng Ying Sword started to spin rapidly, gradually turning into a black hole, and the power brought by the black and white blades was gradually swallowed by this black hole.

Upon seeing this, Hei Bai Xuan Jian's pupils dilated. He realized that not only his own strength, but also his true energy, inner force, killing intent, and aura were being gradually swallowed up by the black void.

"Uh-huh~"

Hei Bai Xuan Jian roared angrily, trying to withdraw the twin blades in his hands, but Cheng Ying held onto the black and white blades tightly, making it impossible for him to retract the swords.

Even if he wanted to loosen his grip on the sword hilt, he couldn't; his hands were stuck to the hilt by an invisible force and he couldn't remove them at all.

"This move is one I just mastered, and it's called Return to the Void."

Xu Qing looked at Hei Bai Xuan Jian calmly and said that fighting with Xuan Jian had honed his skills and allowed him to gain a deeper understanding of the Yin-Yang Dao. Combined with the foundation of the Gui Xu Dao, this allowed him to create this move.

The Liezi, in the chapter "Tang Wen," states: "East of the Bohai Sea, for countless billions of miles, lies a great chasm, truly a bottomless valley, its bottom unfathomable, named Guixu. The waters of the eight directions and nine fields, the flow of the Milky Way, all pour into it, yet it neither increases nor decreases."

Just as Hei Bai Xuan Jian was trying his best to break free from the pull of Gui Xu, the black hole of Gui Xu began to reverse, the black and white Tai Chi diagram reappeared, and the inexplicable suction force disappeared.

Upon seeing this, Hei Bai Xuan Jian quickly withdrew his twin blades and retreated.

Xu Qing is really too strange, even more so than his previous Eight Linglong ghost god state.

Before Hei Bai Xuan Jian could retreat, Xu Qing moved, his figure leaving afterimages in mid-air. He thrust his Cheng Ying sword toward Hei Bai Xuan Jian, a cold light flashing at the tip of the sword, within which a black and red sword aura full of killing intent was brewing.

It was none other than the sword energy that Hei Bai Xuan Jian had just unleashed.

Hei Bai Xuan Jian looked at the Cheng Ying sword that was thrusting towards him and was about to dodge it, but his expression became dazed for a moment. He seemed to see a white figure in front of him. Then, he loosened his grip on the black and white double blades, his gaze gradually lost focus, and his aura continued to decline.

"Qianqian~"

Hei Bai Xuan Jian murmured silently, but a sharp pain in his chest jolted him awake from his hallucination.

"Banana Deer Follows the Shadow, Transforms into a Lost Tower" refers to two sword techniques among the Eight Swords of Noble Emptiness that specifically target the mind.

"you"

After regaining consciousness, Hei Bai Xuan Jian gripped his twin swords tightly once more, determined to bite back at Xu Qing even if it meant death.

"Goodbye."

Xu Qing looked at Hei Bai Xuan Jian and said calmly.

Hei Bai Xuan Jian's expression changed. He looked down at his chest and saw that the Cheng Ying Sword, which was stuck in his chest, was bursting out with a violent black and red sword aura.

In an instant, the sword energy flowed through his meridians, filling every part of Hei Bai Xuan Jian's body. The sharp sword energy, full of killing intent, tore at his meridians and muscles. The intense pain was unbearable even for a top assassin like Hei Bai Xuan Jian, and a look of agony appeared on his face.

After sensing the presence of death, Hei Bai Xuan Jian released the black and white twin blades in his hands, and his ever-changing face finally returned to its original form.

"Thank you."

Hei Bai Xuan Jian looked at Xu Qing with a relieved smile on his face, then blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

He was finally going to die, and he was finally free from the hatred of Ba Linglong and his own regret. He was able to see his beloved wife before he died, even if it was just a phantom.

"Ah~" Xuan Jian's internal energy and blood surged, and the sword energy filling his body caused his body to swell up. Countless wounds appeared on the surface of his body, and blood flowed freely from his mouth, but he no longer cared about these things.

As the scream subsided, Hei Bai Xuan Jian's body exploded instantly, and violent sword energy burst forth, mixed with blood, and spread in all directions.

The myriad rivers and autumn waters formed a wall of energy in front of Xu Qing, blocking the splashing blood and sword energy.

Black and White Xuanjian's eyes gradually lost their light, and darkness gradually enveloped his vision. His tall and straight body was drained of all its strength, and he fell straight backward.

But soon a face that he couldn't recall at all appeared in his mind, still so clear, beautiful, and gentle.

She seemed to be holding a little one and smiling at herself.

"You're back~"

As the familiar voice rang in his ears, a gentle smile appeared on Hei Bai Xuan Jian's lips.

. . . . . . . . . .

Seeing the smile on Hei Bai Xuan Jian's face, Xu Qing also put away Wan Chuan Qiu Shui and sighed with some emotion.

"He was a pathetic person too."

After sighing, Xu Qing's expression suddenly changed, and he turned to look at the memorial tablet behind him.

He was so focused on fighting Hei Bai Xuan Jian that he forgot the fighting took place in a small temple where the Qin royal family kept the ancestral tablets of the Ying clan. Given the noise of their fight, there was no guarantee that the tablets wouldn't be damaged.

If these memorial tablets are smashed, the Ying clan will certainly not let him off easily.

Although the ancestral tablets were leaning to one side or the other, they were all unharmed. Xu Qing breathed a sigh of relief and a relieved smile appeared on his face. However, the next moment a creaking sound rang out.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak~"

"Bang~"

The memorial tablets that were originally unharmed were hit by the residual sword energy, and many of them exploded instantly, with a lot of white smoke and wood chips rising up. The base of one memorial tablet passed by Xu Qing's ear and was embedded directly into the wall.

Xu Qing's smile froze. Looking at the fragments of the memorial tablet falling from mid-air, and then at the ancestral hall that had been smashed to pieces, she felt like crying but had no tears left.

Not only did they demolish the ancestral hall, they also blew up the ancestral tablets. Wouldn't the Qin royal family fight them to the death?

"What the hell are you doing, God?"

Xu Qing wanted to cry at that moment, but before he could cry, he saw something flashing among the fragments of the memorial tablet.

"what?"

Xu Qing stepped on the fragments of the memorial tablets on the ground, reached out and rummaged around for a few moments, and picked up a tablet with a cracked base. The tablet on top, which was intact, read "The Position of Young Master Yan Ji".

Among all the broken memorial tablets, only Ying Ji's tablet was not greatly affected; all that was needed was to put the base back on.

"What is this?"

Xu Qing took the faintly glowing object out of the base and carefully examined the square box.

It's a palm-sized box, made of an unknown material, entirely black, with a smooth surface that shines when rubbed.

"A second-grade opportunity? What could it be?"

Xu Qing tapped the box, stroked his chin, and said thoughtfully.

Just as Xu Qing was still wondering what the box in his hand was, Gai Nie arrived outside the small temple of the East Palace. When he saw the corpse of Hei Bai Xuan Jian on the ground, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Looking at the dilapidated little temple, the various cracked memorial tablets on the ground, and Xu Qing squatting among the tablets deep in thought, he was filled with astonishment.

"Lord Zhaoming, are you demolishing the ancestral temple of the Ying clan?" Gai Nie asked with a complicated expression.

"What are you saying? I didn't, I'm not, it's none of my business."

"It was Hei Bai Xuan Jian who demolished it. He insisted on demolishing it, and I couldn't stop him. It has nothing to do with me. I just couldn't stand by and watch and came to dissuade him. This place was like this when I came."

Xu Qing stood up abruptly, gave Gai Nie a triple denial, and waved his hands repeatedly.

Seeing Xu Qing's reaction, Gai Nie naturally understood what was going on. He glanced around, took a deep breath, and said...

"Is that so? Lao Ai must have instructed Hei Bai Xuan Jian to do such a thing. Your Majesty sent me to help you, but I didn't expect you to be the one to deal with Hei Bai Xuan Jian."

"Yes, it was Lao Ai who instructed him. Brother Gai Nie, you must testify for me."

Xu Qing put the small black box into his sleeve, pulled Cheng Ying over to Gai Nie's side and said.

“If Your Majesty asks, I will tell you the truth. Lao Ai has been executed, and the rebellion in Yongcheng is over,” Gai Nie said, nodding.

"Things in Xianyang should be almost over by now. I'm going to see the King," Xu Qing said.

"Let's go."

(End of this chapter)