I am not a seventh-generation descendant of Lord Wu'an from the Qin Dynasty.

"Do you think General Bai Qi, who dared to gamble everything on his first military campaign, was taking a risk?"

The spirit of Lord Wu'an remained silent for a while.

Perhaps you are right.

"However, now that you've grasped the art of war, the next Blood Trial will skip directly to the Battle of Yan and Ying. I'll explain the terrain, shall we?"

"It's not that you think you're right, but that you don't want to waste time arguing with someone who has a different opinion."

Seeing the sword spirit of Lord Wu'an pointing towards him, Bai Qi hurriedly reminded him: "Trial rewards..."

[Six months later, a general with ten thousand men! The Battle of Yan and Ying between Qin and Chu! Three opportunities to attack!]

Bai Qi felt a sharp pain on his forehead, and the scene before his eyes changed in an instant.

[Da Qin Nong/General: Bai Qi]

Attack: 16+1

Physical Fitness: 16+1

[Mental state: 13+1]

【耕地种田·7级：669/700（耕地+70%，种田+70%）】

【射箭矛刺·4级：356/400（射箭+40%，矛刺+40%）】

【骑兵统御·2级：156/200（骑兵+20%，统御+20%）】

[Blood Nerve - Level 1: 0/100 (Killing one is a sin, slaughtering ten thousand is heroism, slaughtering nine million is heroism among heroes. Blood Spirit: 13)]

Perhaps due to the extended duration of the Yique Battle trial, his archery, spear-wielding, and cavalry command skills both showed a slight increase.

In particular, his cavalry command level was upgraded, and all three attributes increased by one, giving him even more leverage.

The three opportunities for Wu Anjun's sword spirit to strike gave him the confidence to venture deep into the enemy's lair.

"Lü Buwei, are you ready?"

Just then, a light was lit in the outer room.

A familiar aroma wafted over.

Steward Yue stepped lightly into the inner room, about to light the lamp, when she was suddenly startled.

Two bright pupils were staring at her intently in the darkness.

"Young master, you almost scared me to death!"

Manager Yue patted the two mischievous little white rabbits, looking like she was still shaken.

"Why didn't you say so when you woke up? Is the young master hungry? I'll tell the kitchen staff right away..."

Bai Qi pulled her over, closed the Qin Wu'an Jun sword, and casually placed it aside.

Strangely enough, he was so tired during the last trial that he fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow, but this time, during the longer trial of the Battle of Yique, he was full of energy and vitality.

Is it because the sword spirit is consuming blood essence? Or is it a result of attribute increases?

Bai Qi didn't think much of it. He glanced at the attribute panel and decided to hurry up and advance.

"He wants to farm."

"Young master, no... at least, tell the kitchen to prepare... let's eat first, uh..."

Bai Qi found her noisy and automatically shut up.

"Someone, tell the cook, we're hungry."

In the darkness, the younger of the twin sisters, Miehun, appeared, bowed her head in a deep bow, and vanished in an instant.

The Moon Steward rolled his eyes helplessly and puffed out his delicate, fair belly.

This is a symbol of felines submitting to the strong, and Bai Qi understood and accepted it.

An hour and a half later.

[Farming +3]

While Bai Qi ate under the attentive service of the cook, he drew his blood-red Wu Anjun longsword and placed it in front of Steward Yue's protruding cumbersome body.

The cold blade pressed against her burning skin, instantly raising goosebumps all over her body.

Manager Yue was feeling dizzy, but suddenly snapped back to reality, his face filled with terror.

"Young master, I didn't mean it..."

"Silence!"

Bai Qi glanced at her coldly.

Manager Yue felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, because she saw no trace of the warmth she had just felt in his eyes.

Even the seasoned cook couldn't help but hold her breath, not daring to make a sound.

She had heard about the tastes of some influential people; when they were so perverse, even calling them beasts would be an insult to beasts.

Compared to this, it doesn't seem so strange that the young master is playing with a sword on the couch.

Bai Qi extended his index finger and, amidst the bewildered gazes of the two women, lightly traced a line on the blood-red blade.

His chest began to pound rapidly, the thumping sound deafening in the inner room.

The two women froze.

Bai Qi felt it most acutely.

He felt a surge of crimson energy enter his body from the sword blade his index finger touched.

The blood travels along the veins in the fingertips straight to the heart, causing the atria that produce the blood to suddenly contract, expand, and collapse...

A drop of bright, new-looking, blood-red soft crystal slowly precipitated from the tip of his finger, cut open by the blade of his index finger.

"Open your mouth!"

The steward and the beautiful chef simultaneously parted their pink cherry lips unconsciously.

Bai Qi stuffed the blood spirit that had been transformed and extracted from his body into Yue'er's mouth with one hand, while glancing at the charming cook with surprise, "I'll give it to you next time."

The cook blushed and silently lowered her head.

She wanted to repay the young master.

However, the next second, she was so surprised that her mouth dropped open.

The person in charge of the month was so anxious that she almost cried.

She felt as if she had swallowed a piece of burning coal in her throat, and the heat began to spread instantly from her chest to her limbs.

Her toes curled involuntarily, and thin, long, interwoven strips of bright red and bluish-purple began to slowly seep from beneath her fair, jade-like skin.

Densely packed, line by line, they rolled back and forth, resembling earthworms and thin, long snakes...

"My lord, my lord, I don't want to die..."

Are they arteries or veins?

Bai Qi felt the real-time flow images of Yue'er's arteries, veins, and capillaries transmitted back from her sea of ​​consciousness, and rubbed her head, which was almost scared to death, speechlessly.

"Don't be afraid, this is a good thing, you won't die."

Manager Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She had just thought she was about to be killed to silence her for trespassing into the young master's secluded cultivation area.

In reality, she was able to walk in because the Soul Exterminator on duty confirmed that Bai Qi had regained consciousness.

If Manager Yue doesn't go in to take the hits, does he expect Soul Destroyer to go in and carry the gun?

Bai Qi, however, was still struggling with his decision.

How did Lord Wu'an, Bai Qi, create this detailed diagram of blood vessel cultivation without the aid of microscopes and human anatomy?

Blood vessel nerve?

Are blood vessels part of the systemic nerve pathways?!

Is he cultivating immortality? Practicing martial arts? Or researching human enhancement science?!

Unfortunately, Lord Wu'an, Bai Qi, is already dead, and the sword spirit in his hand is a brain-dead idiot who knows what but not why, and cannot answer his questions.

As for the so-called idealism, Blade & Soul repeatedly warned, "Don't kill those you think shouldn't be killed."

Just moments ago, Yue'er was so exhausted that she didn't even want to move her fingertips, but now her energy level is at its maximum.

Bai Qi also deduced the general thought process behind the death of Lord Wu'an, Bai Qi.

Before the massacre at the Battle of Changping, Lord Wu'an probably used three psychological pretexts—the Qin army's lack of food, the destruction of Zhao, and his desire to become king and emperor—to massacre 20 surrendered Zhao soldiers.

What he didn't expect was that just as he had finished massacring the surrendered Zhao soldiers and was preparing to march on Handan to destroy the Zhao state in one fell swoop, the Qin and Zhao states made peace.

Two of Wu'an Jun's three major psychological defenses collapsed at once, and he immediately fell seriously ill.

Honestly, if he had known that the two countries were going to make peace, it's hard to say whether he would have still massacred more than 200,000 surrendered Zhao soldiers.

In his later years, he will probably question his conscience many times: was he acting for the country or was he driven by selfish thoughts?

This is a question that is destined to have no answer.

The sword spirit of Lord Wu'an believed that Lord Wu'an had suffered a backlash from the Blood Nerve Technique, and therefore gave him many words of advice.

Once Lord Wu'an, Bai Qi, had recovered somewhat, King Zhaoxiang of Qin, having failed in his attack on Zhao, hastily urged him to destroy Zhao.

Lord Wu'an, Bai Qi, was tormented by inner turmoil, but he still patiently explained to the king.

"During the Battle of Changping, the people of Zhao were terrified, and all the able-bodied men of Zhao's capital, Handan, were wiped out. It was certain that the city could be taken in one fell swoop."

"But now the people of Zhao have overcome their grief and are determined to seek revenge. With tens of thousands of people united as one, no one but a god could breach the capital of Zhao."

King Zhao did not believe it and sent an envoy to bestow a sword upon the king.

By this time, the aging Lord Bai Qi of Wu'an was utterly disheartened. So, after taking one last look at the land that had nurtured him, he resolutely drew his sword and committed suicide.

That means: If the ruler does not believe me, I will not see him!

Bai Qi asked himself, if he and Wu Anjun were in the same situation, what would they have done?

In fact, the grandson had already given the answer.

"A general in the field may disobey some of the emperor's orders!"

Bai Qi's anxiety subsided; it was time for him to begin his cultivation...

Fish enter the alley!

Bai Qi looked down at the beautiful cook who was clearly hungry and had found food on her own, and was speechless.

"Witch, why do you always ruin my cultivation!"

"Behold my mighty Heavenly Dragon!"

The steward next to him was pressing his fingertip against the tiny earthworm that was gradually disappearing under the skin of his arm, having a great time.

"Young master, what is this?"

Bai Qi smirked mischievously as he teased her, "Loyalty Gu. If you're not loyal after being implanted with the Loyalty Gu by the young master, your bloodline will explode and you'll die!"

"This servant will be utterly loyal!"

Manager Yue quickly swore an oath, clearly she truly believed it.

Finally, she leaned closer to him, sniffed with her little nose, and licked the sweat off his arm with her little tongue.

"Young master, you smell so good!"

Bai Qi jolted, looking back in alarm. "No, you're already having a relapse?"

Seeing her squinting her eyes with a grin, he immediately knew he had been tricked.

"Good, you've regained your energy. Little Yue'er, you dare to tease your young master!"

"Young master, the cook is still here."

Steward Yue pouted her red lips. "Nunnu, we'll have it later. Do you need a massage now?"

"Well……"