Wandering Sword Seller's Life in the Qin Dynasty

The result was not good.

As a result, the Yan state suffered heavy losses and suffered significant losses.

Therefore, King Xi of Yan had little hope for the alliance, even after the fall of Han and the active promotion of the alliance by states such as Zhao and Wei.

"It's not a united front!"

Tian Guang shook his head, rejecting Yan Wangxi's guess.

"Oh?" Prince Yan looked at Tian Guang in surprise, wanting to hear what insightful opinion Tian Guang had.

“Follow the example of Qi and take the initiative to befriend Qin.” Tian Guang didn’t keep them in suspense and stated his thoughts directly: “Earlier, King Tian Jian of Qi personally went to Qin and moved Qin with his sincerity, which led to the two countries signing an alliance.”

"Now, the world is in turmoil, but the State of Qi remains unmoved. This is because the State of Qi does not border the State of Qin directly and does not need to worry about Qin's invasion."

"Thinking about it carefully, our Yan state can actually do the same thing and take the initiative to befriend Qin. After all, we are different from the three Jin states and the Chu state. They are directly close to Qin, but we are separated from Qin by the Zhao state. If anything happens, Zhao will be there to protect us."

That's the logic, but King Xi of Yan found it rather strange.

He had no good impression of the State of Zhao and disliked it very much, after all, the State of Zhao often attacked and bullied the State of Yan.

"Does Mr. Tian Guang hope that I will follow the example of King Qi and go to Qin?" King Xi of Yan asked with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

The Qin state was no good place.

Not everyone has the courage of King Jian of Qi to personally go to the State of Qin.

It should be noted that King Huai of Chu died in the state of Qin.

“A son of a noble family should not sit under a dangerous roof. Of course, it is impossible for His Majesty to go to Qin in person. I think it is sufficient to send the Crown Prince.” Tian Guang suggested, “The Crown Prince was a hostage in Zhao in his early years, so he has a history with the King of Qin when he was young. The two of them can be considered old friends.”

"Sending the Crown Prince to Qin is enough to demonstrate our sincerity!"

"But as far as I know, Han Fei of Han was also a prince of Han, but when he went to Qin he..." If Yan Dan's going to Qin could bring peace to Yan, King Xi of Yan would certainly be happy to see it happen.

But a lot has happened in the past few years.

It's no secret what Korea did before its demise.

"Han Fei died in Qin, which was entirely his own fault!" Tian Guang's words showed no sympathy for Han Fei. "The King of Qin valued him, but he was arrogant and conceited, secretly colluding with Han and even betraying Qin's intelligence. Of course, the King of Qin would be furious."

"In addition, South Korea's geographical location also means that they are destined to be unable to achieve peace."

Tian Guang spoke at length and eloquently.

It even mentioned that Cai Ze, a former high-ranking official of the Qin state, once served as the prime minister of the Yan state.

Cai Zeke is still alive today.

There was still some friendship between the Qin and Yan states.

Now that Qin has destroyed Han, the remaining states in Shandong are all terrified. Qin is not exactly isolated, but it is not much better off; it has been effectively isolated.

If the State of Yan were to take the initiative to extend goodwill and form an alliance with the State of Qin, the State of Qin would definitely be happy to accept it.

In the end, King Xi of Yan agreed to Tian Guang's proposal and prepared to send Yan Dan to Qin as a hostage.

Knowing son Moruo father.

As Yan Dan's father, King Xi of Yan knew his son Yan Dan very well.

However, after the assassination of Lord Yanchun, Yan Dan underwent a change.

It became extremely unfamiliar.

He no longer went out to help the common people or to concern himself with national affairs; instead, he stayed in his residence all day.

Even his father, the king, found it difficult to meet the other party.

In the few times they met, the other person's face was frighteningly pale.

Although unwilling to admit it, King Xi of Yan did indeed sense a degree of fear from Yan Dan.

He could no longer see through his son.

In this situation, can the other party really still act as the successor of the Yan state?

After I pass away, can the throne of Yan really be handed over to such a person?

King Xi of Yan hesitated.

He decided to send Yan Dan to the Qin state.

He, on the other hand, turned around and started looking for a beautiful woman.

My younger brother, Yan Chunjun, is dead, and my son, Yan Dan, is incompetent. Perhaps I should find a way to have a few more children.

He believed he still had the strength to have more children.

King Xi of Yan quickly finalized the matter of sending Yan Dan to Qin. When he proposed it in court, some ministers naturally objected, but with King Xi's insistence, the matter was eventually approved.

Soon, the imperial decree reached the Crown Prince's residence, and regardless of Yan Dan's wishes or thoughts, he had no way to refuse.

On the other side, Tian Guang also revealed a strange smile.

"I'd like to see what secrets you're hiding."

“In the Yan Kingdom, as the crown prince, you are heavily guarded, and I cannot get close to you!”

"But once you arrive in Qin, many things will be out of your control!"

……

And so, some time passed.

Under the repeated urging of Prince Xi of Yan.

Yan Dan could only leave the dark mansion.

He then traveled towards the Qin state as an envoy.

The day he stepped out of the mansion, the sun was shining brightly; it was undoubtedly a fine day.

However, Yan Dan was wearing a thick black cloak, which completely covered her body.

"What irritating weather!"

A hoarse, emotionless voice came from his mouth.

There was no light in his eyes, only extreme coldness.

Chapter 205 There is a fairy mountain in the East Sea, and finally escape from the clouds.

Legend has it that there is an unnamed island on the blue waves of the East China Sea!

Inside the largest restaurant in Linzi, the storyteller whom Xu Qing had carefully trained struck the gavel, his voice suddenly rising to a high pitch, instantly captivating the attention of all the diners.

He gripped the gavel between his fingers, his gaze sweeping over the tense crowd below, and continued slowly, "This island is hidden among the clouds and mist, invisible during the day, only its faint silhouette appearing on moonlit nights. That is the place where the ancient sword immortals cleansed their swords! Hundreds of years ago, the Wu and Yue kingdoms were engulfed in war, and the people were displaced. Several of the most elite sword-making families of that time migrated here to escape the war, living in seclusion on the island. Who would have thought that, by sheer chance, they would find the sword-making manual left behind by the ancient sword immortals in a hidden grotto on the island..."

"For centuries, they remained oblivious to the vicissitudes of the outside world, focusing solely on forging swords. Generation after generation burned in their furnaces, creating divine weapons whose blades reflected the cold moonlight and cut through the water's reflection. Each sword, once drawn, was accompanied by the roar of a dragon!" The storyteller's voice grew increasingly impassioned, striking the clapper once more. "But they had remained secluded on the island for too long. Centuries passed in the blink of an eye. Until a few years ago, a Taoist priest set sail in search of immortality. Halfway there, he encountered a storm. As his ship sank and he perished, he was swept away by the waves to that nameless island. The swordsmiths on the island, upon meeting the Taoist priest, learned that the outside world had long since changed dynasties, and the ancient Wu and Yue kingdoms had long since vanished into the dust of history."

"To prevent the renowned sword, forged with a century of painstaking effort, from gathering dust, and to ensure the lineage of sword immortals is not severed, they entrusted the returning alchemist to distribute tokens on their behalf!" The storyteller paused deliberately, looking at the increasingly intense longing in the eyes of the audience below, and said, word by word, "Those who hold the tokens may enter the island to seek the sword! Furthermore, ancient sword immortal sword technique manuals are hidden in a secret place on the island, waiting only for a destined person to obtain them!"

A collective gasp filled the restaurant, and someone couldn't help but ask, "Sir, where can we find that token? Is there really a divine weapon that can slay demons and monsters?"

The storyteller stroked his beard, smiled but did not answer, only saying, "Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed." However, this rumor spread like wildfire throughout the streets and alleys of Linzi City overnight.

All of this was naturally Xu Qing's doing.

The State of Qi is close to the sea. Decades ago, there were rumors of fairy mountains overseas. It was said that above the East Sea, there was a Kunpeng spreading its wings and covering the sky, a strange beast carrying a pearl to illuminate the deep sea, and a fairy mountain floating in the clouds, where immortals drank dew and ate the sunset, and lived forever.

Such rumors were quite popular in the State of Qi, with many believers, including King Jian of Qi. Otherwise, he wouldn't have summoned Xu Fu to Linzi immediately after hearing about his extraordinary tales. Even after Xu Fu's deception was exposed, King Jian of Qi did not give up on summoning alchemists, and soon after, he invited An Qisheng to the palace, demonstrating just how persuasive the strange rumors fabricated by alchemists could be.

Now, Xu Qing has already infiltrated the ranks of the alchemists.

After becoming acquainted with a group of alchemists from the State of Qi through An Qisheng, he catered to their tastes by giving each of them a sword.

For Xu Qing, forging these swords was no difficult task, but in the eyes of the sorcerer, it was an immense favor. Each sword forged by Xu Qing contained unique special effects; some could summon lightning, and some could control the wind, making them in no way inferior to the famous swords in the legendary sword manuals.

They immediately concluded that this Mr. Qing was a highly skilled and knowledgeable person, and someone worth getting to know better.

So when Xu Qing proposed that "we need to borrow the name of the alchemists to spread the rumors of the Sword Island overseas," the alchemists agreed without hesitation.

After all, alchemists gained fame by praising each other.

True immortals are elusive and hard to find, but they must never admit it to the outside world. Instead, they must intensify their efforts to promote the existence of immortal mountains, immortals, and elixirs of immortality overseas.

Only in this way could they become honored guests of nobles from various countries and enjoy wealth and honor.

In ordinary times, they either create fake phenomena of "summoning wind and rain" to deceive the ignorant masses, or they rely on their peers to flatter them: you say my alchemy skills are unparalleled in the world, I say your Qi cultivation techniques are unmatched in the world, and they mutually enhance each other's reputation as "masters".

For them, promoting "Sword Island Overseas" to Xu Qing is just a piece of cake. It can do Xu Qing a favor and further enhance the atmosphere of "wonderful places overseas", thus consolidating their own position. Why not?

Some alchemists even privately speculated that, combined with Xu Qing's superb sword-forging skills, there might have truly been sword immortals in ancient times, and Xu Qing was their successor.

The alchemists' fervor for immortality far exceeded Xu Qing's imagination.

For hundreds of years, they sailed the seas repeatedly, but never found any trace of the immortal mountain. Yet they never gave up. For them, the existence of immortals was a belief. If they couldn't find immortals, it was just because they were unlucky and lacked the affinity for them, not because immortals didn't exist.

As Xu Qing watched them go about spreading the legend of the immortals, even embellishing the details, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "So, Xu Fu was a man without faith."

Although Xu Fu was quite accomplished in alchemy, for him, whether it was refining elixirs or claiming to be seeking immortals, it was all just for his own enjoyment of wealth and status. In his heart, he probably didn't even believe in the existence of immortals.

From this perspective, Xu Fu was a materialist.

Conversely, Xu Fu knew that there might not be any real immortals, yet he still fabricated lies. His behavior of treating everyone else as fools made Xu Qing increasingly disgusted with him.

Yes, for some well-known reasons, Xu Qing disliked Xu Fu very much.

In any case, whatever Xu Fu did was wrong.

"It's been so long, it's time to go and meet Xu Fu again." On this day, Xu Qing changed into a black robe and wore a bronze mask on his face, and came to the breeding farm where Xu Fu was imprisoned once again.

After several months apart, Xu Fu's appearance had changed drastically.

The once renowned Yin-Yang Master Yun Zhongjun, who was as handsome as a celestial being, now wears a tattered, patched-up garment and reeks of animal dung, the smell of which can be detected from a great distance.

His beard was a messy tangled mess, and his hair was disheveled like dry grass, covering most of his face. Only his eyes still retained some of their former shrewdness.

During this time, Xu Fu actually developed a skill in raising sheep.

Every day before dawn, he had to get up to cut grass, feed the sheep, and clean the sheepfold, developing thick calluses on his hands and grime under his fingernails. If he were ever truly destitute and ended up in the lands of the Donghu or Xiongnu, he might be able to make a living with his sheep-raising skills. Of course, given his abilities, he might not necessarily end up herding sheep on the grasslands; he might even be able to use his "spiritual communication" to obtain a position like a high priest.

But no matter how capable you are, it can't outweigh the frustration you feel right now.

Xu Fu's mood worsened day by day. Since his misfortune, he had encountered two people: the first took advantage of his plight, tricking him out of several secret techniques of the Yin-Yang School and promising to take him away, but disappeared when he was transferred to a new place of imprisonment; the second was a traitor of the Yin-Yang School who originally wanted to seek revenge, but was persuaded by Xu Fu with sweet words, and even gave him a glimmer of hope to escape his suffering. The other party said that as long as he could demonstrate enough value, he would take him away from here.