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

A fervent light ignited in Li Si's eyes; this was precisely the quality he had hoped for in assisting the king and serving as prime minister.

"You're so dense! Why can't you think of that?"

Qin King Zheng's eyes flickered with complex emotions, his chest heaving with conflicting feelings.

At that moment, he felt as if he were blessed by the heavens.

Ever since Bai Qizi stepped into Xianyang, he has had amazing luck.

He wanted to take power, so Bai Qizi entered the city three days later, and the Third Empress Dowager left the palace the next day. Cheng Jiao then requested to go north to Longxi.

He wanted to bring Sister Qing to Xianyang, hoping that by making a brief attempt to access the inescapable net of justice, countless people would flock to her.

Now, his military training at Shanglin Garden is in trouble, and everyone is at a loss. Bai Qizi even broke through the mystery with a single sentence.

Yes, Lü Buwei was already fifty years old (by the traditional Chinese age reckoning) and at the age of knowing one's destiny.

Even if he clings to power and refuses to relinquish it, how many more years can he manage to hold on?

The empire of Qin ultimately belongs to him.

Seeing that everyone had fallen silent, Bai Qi cupped his hands in greeting once more.

"Your Majesty, please issue the royal decree formally."

"The ban on Xianyang will be lifted tomorrow morning, allowing all Xianyang residents to watch the martial arts demonstration at the military training grounds on the outskirts of the city."

"A hundred generals vie for a hundred generals, a platoon leader for a platoon leader, a squad for a squad, and a soldier for a soldier."

King Zheng of Qin frowned, his face showing hesitation. 'He feared that Bai Qizi wouldn't win!'

Bai Qi turned around, looking at the group of military third-generation elites in Shanglin Garden, his face revealing the innate arrogance of a martial artist.

"To be honest, Bai Qi was left to wander in the wilderness since childhood and only managed to enter Xianyang by chance through military merit."

"It is a common misconception that Bai Qi was the posthumous son of Qi, the granddaughter-in-law of the late King Zhao of Wu'an, and the great-grandson of King Zhao of Wu'an."

"Everyone happily calls him Bai Qizi, implying that he is a descendant of Bai Qi, the Martial Lord of Qin. Only then can Bai Qi shamelessly occupy the position of one of the hundred generals in Shanglin Garden!"

"But here, Bai Qi has something to say. Bai Qi is unwilling to make arrangements behind closed doors, nor would he stoop to such practices!"

"Lord Wu'an is Lord Wu'an, and Bai Qizi is Bai Qizi. Lord Wu'an is dead, and Bai Qizi is reborn."

"The glory of our ancestors has faded, but the future of our descendants is like the rising sun!"

"I, Bai Qi, would like to challenge all of you here to a duel, and I also request the King's permission to temporarily assume the duties of the Shanglin Garden School."

"In three days, they departed from Xianyang and entered Yongcheng, traversing three hundred li of Qin territory to compete with eight hundred regular soldiers in the Shanglin Garden."

"In January, we will hold a martial arts competition on the training ground to determine who is the best and who will defeat the squad leader."

"In March, we traversed the mountains and rivers of Qin, drawing military maps, suppressing bandits, capturing thieves, punishing corrupt officials, training troops, and evaluating the garrison commanders and generals!"

"Six months later, Bai Qiyuan will be waiting for the Eight Captains of Shanglin at the Xianyang Camp."

"The victor becomes king, the vanquished bows down. The victor is a king, the vanquished a bandit!"

"Bravo!" Wang Wei was the first to clap and stand up. "The victor is king, the loser is a bandit!"

"As long as it's fair competition, I, Wang Wei, will be the first to support it. If any family is too cowardly, they can just squeak like a mouse and leave Shanglin Garden."

"Life and death are decided in the army; titles and honors are sought on the battlefield!"

Meng Tian followed closely behind, saying, "My Meng family has served in the military for three generations, and we believe ourselves to be second to none."

"My grandfather often regretted the old story of Wu'an in his early years. Now, fortunately, Meng Tian wants to test the mettle of the Seven Sons."

"Bang!" Wang Li slammed his hand on the table. "Let's do it! Who's afraid of who!"

Li Xin looked proud. "We are both from the same branch of the Qin people, and I, Li Xin, have never been soft-hearted since I was a child."

Neishi Bai cupped his hands in greeting: "I was just looking forward to testing my skills against you all!"

Sima Xin laughed loudly, "Your ancestors were still generals under my ancestors. The name of Lord Wu'an is still well-known. The Sima family is not willing to be merely a follower."

Yang Yi stood up. "Yang Yi, wait here!"

……

Bai Qi turned around again and looked at King Zheng of Qin.

"Your Majesty, with everyone united in purpose, the army's morale is high! It is not the right time to go against the army's will."

King Zheng of Qin's eyes were deep and unfathomable. "Just how confident are Bai Qizi?"

Bai Qi lowered his eyes, glanced at the troop command attribute panel, and said firmly, "Absolutely!"

"You brat, how arrogant you are!"

King Zheng of Qin did not hesitate and said in a low voice.

"Li Si!"

"Li Si is here!"

"Send word to Lü Buwei: Tomorrow, when the King departs from Xianyang, a martial arts demonstration will be held at the training grounds outside the city, and the whole city will celebrate!"

"Here you go!"

……

Bai Mansion in Xianyang.

Bai Qi rubbed the black ice token between his fingertips, looked down at Qi Linglong kneeling below him, and spoke in a chilling tone.

"Are you saying that the seven of you were defeated by one person and one sword?"

"And then the king, both pleased and annoyed, sent the seven of you here?"

Gen Shi looked ashamed and indignant, but still lowered his head and gritted his teeth, saying, "Yes!"

"What's your name?"

"It seems his name is Gai Nie!"

Genshi looked up at Bai Qi, whose expression was inscrutable, and said with a flicker in his eyes.

"It is said that after that, Gai Nie challenged the eight royal swordsmanship instructors and won all eight battles."

"The king loves his sword and has appointed him as the chief swordsmanship instructor of the royal family and put him in charge of the palace guards."

Bai Qi tapped his index finger lightly on the table. "With rumors circulating that Zheng Ge is about to assume direct rule, are all the lurking undercurrents rushing out?"

"Opportunities to achieve rapid global expansion are rare, and next year will be the most crucial one."

"With Pang Nuan's return to power, Yan and Zhao attacking each other, Qi isolated, Wei and Han suffering from locusts and drought, and Chu facing a major plague, all states are short of food. This is precisely the opportunity for Qin to launch a major offensive."

Bai Qi shook his head. "Those in positions of power should focus on their duties; now is not the time to consider such matters."

"What use are you?"

Master Gen: "Eight, Seven Linglong is the best assassin group below the current Heavenly Character Assassin in the Luo Wang!"

"The best, not the strongest." Bai Qi immediately understood the unspoken meaning in his words.

They still need time to grow.

But that's not what he wanted to hear.

"One thing," Bai Qi ordered directly, "The formation of the Eight Colonels of Shanglin Garden is imminent."

"To achieve a complete victory, you don't need to concern yourselves with individual combat skills at the level of Woody."

"The assessment of the hundred generals is still missing one or two corrupt officials and roving bandits within the Qin territory."

"Go! Find them, gather evidence, identify the ringleader, and wait to reap the rewards!"

Gen Shi opened his mouth, wanting to tell Bai Qi that they were assassins and not having a secret meeting, but he remained silent and agreed instead.

Seven Linglong has recently suffered a defeat and changed hands several times. If it cannot win the favor of its new master, it will probably soon become a consumable within the organization.

Just then, the twin sister of the Six Sword Slaves, Miehun, silently stepped forward and whispered something in her ear.

"My lord, the lady at Ganquan Palace misses you and is asking when you will visit her."

Bai Qi was speechless. Zhao Ji, that harlot, why was she in such a hurry?

Judging by the timeline, she must have just arrived in Yongcheng and settled down!

Bai Qi thought for a moment, then turned to Gen Shi and asked, "Does any of you know how to tame bees?"

"Yes, does the adult want to eat honey?"

"Could you tame some large birds?"

Master Gen's expression froze.

Bai Qi scratched his forehead with his index finger. "Let's find someone to try training some carrier pigeons or falcons that can deliver messages, or some rare and exotic birds that can carry people in flight."

He recalled that there seemed to be some large birds in this era that were intelligent and capable of carrying people.

Master Gen silently agreed once again.

He felt that the owner of Qi Linglong this time was not very reliable, but at least they had someone to rely on.

Bai Qi pondered his thoughts quietly for a while, then turned his head and caught sight of Miehun standing beside him, waiting for his message. He became curious.

"What's the maximum distance between you sisters who can communicate telepathically?"

Destroyer looked dejected: "I don't know! We've never been apart since birth."

As she spoke, she glanced at him with a resentful expression.

Bai Qi stroked his chin. "It's over 300 li from Xianyang to Yongcheng. How much of your senses are left?"

Miehun froze, his eyes flashing with confusion.

Bai Qi reached out and pulled her slightly rough palm, which was rough from years of holding a sword, to trace the words.

Miehun's expression remained gloomy, only his ears were slightly red and his lips were slightly parted.

Four days later! My sister asked again, "Is the master finally unable to resist the urge to harm me?"

"Well?"

Bai Qi originally wanted to take advantage of the twins being a pair, but since his sister, Mie Hun, had already said so much, he decided to wait.

"There's something you two sisters might need to try out in private."

"Um?"

Bai Qi reached down with his palm and slowly traced the intricate Qin seal script on Miehun's smooth back.

Miehun desperately tried to endure the tingling sensation in his body and the double boost from the synchronized transmission of his consciousness.

"South, Nanyang...New, Xinzheng...Prince of Baiyue, Heaven, Heaven..."