"I'm not interested in your Taoist Sect's Thousand Rivers and Autumn Water. I don't want to be involved in a power struggle because of that. Moreover, you don't have the right to teach me."
Chi Song 'zi's expression turned ugly as soon as he finished speaking. The young man before him was so rude. The Taoist Sect's Heaven Sect did not have the right to teach him?
How arrogant.
After all, the Taoist Sect's Qi Refinement Mantra was something that everyone dreamed of. Others could not even get their hands on it. How dare he reject it when it was given to him for free?
'If you weren't the Twelfth Prince who was born from the heavens, I wouldn't have fawned over so many princes. Why would I fawn over you?!'
Chi Song 'zi was a Great Grandmaster after all. He had already reached the Heart of Still Water realm. However, the young man before him did not know what was good for him. He almost fainted from anger with just a few words.
It was blatant mockery. If news of this spread, the Taoist Sect's Heaven Sect would probably be mocked by the world.
After Chi Song 'zi calmed down, he said, "Young Master, there aren't many forces in this world that can be compared to the Taoist Sect's Heaven Sect. I have the right to teach you."
"The right to teach me."
Mu Qingxiao's lips curled into a disdainful smile. "Even if the Hundred Schools of Thought joined forces, they still don't have the right to teach me, let alone the Taoist Sect."
"You …"
However, Chi Song 'zi hadn't even finished speaking when a terrifying pressure descended upon him, and it instantly pressed down upon him to the point of suffocation.
In an instant, Chi Song 'zi was completely dumbfounded. This terrifying aura … Was the young man before him a monster?!
A few minutes later, when the pressure disappeared, Chi Song 'zi's face was extremely red. His body was drenched in cold sweat. He was completely exhausted. When he looked at Mu Qingxiao again, his eyes were filled with inexplicable horror!
If he remembered correctly, the young man before him was only ten years old. To possess such a terrifying cultivation base at ten years old, he was simply a monster!
"Do you think that with my cultivation base, I need the Taoist Sect's Heaven Sect to teach me?"
"Twelfth Prince … Sigh. Senior, your cultivation base is unprecedented. There's always someone better than you. I was rude just now."
Mu Qingxiao waved his hand and said, "It's fine. However, there's someone in the Taoist Sect that I'm interested in..
"Who is it that can interest you, Senior?"
When Chi Song 'zi heard that, he could not help but be curious. He's Senior's's Heaven Sect.
"There's no need to call me Senior. If others hear it, they will misunderstand. Just call me Young Master."
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"Purple and enchanting hair, similar to Young Master's age. This old man knows who it is. It must be Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi's talent is extraordinary, and it's a pity to leave her in the Sky Sect. This old man will send someone to send Xiao Yi to the palace in a few days."
Mu Qingxiao's lips curled into a satisfied smile. A wise man submits to circumstances.
One of his missions was to snatch the female lead of the plot. Since the system had given him the mission, he could not beat around the bush.
Moreover, Mu Qingxiao did not want to disrupt the plot. Snatching girls like Qian Long and Yuji was not suitable. Moreover, he was more interested in Young Arbiter Ming.
After Chi Song 'zi left, Mu Qingxiao also left the East Palace silently and headed to the Prime Minister's Residence in the west.
The Prime Minister's Residence was heavily guarded. Not only were there Qin soldiers guarding outside, but there were also experts inside. Mu Qingxiao concealed his aura and passed through the various checkpoints. It was no different from taking a stroll in the garden.
Mu Qingxiao spread out his Divine Sense and quickly found his target. The man was wearing black and red clothes. He was tall and had crimson hair. He gave off a gloomy and cold feeling.
Zhao Gao, Qin Shihuang's most favored minister. He was Qin Shihuang's favorite person and was the head of the Central Chariot Palace.
At the same time, he was the leader of the Luo Assassin Group and was often followed by the Six Sword Slaves. On the surface, he was loyal to Great Qin and was respectful to Prime Minister Li Si, but in reality, he was very shrewd and had his own motives.
Zhao Gao started out as a small eunuch, but in the last few years of the Qin Dynasty's rule, the entire world was only one step away from him.
He single-handedly led the Qin Dynasty's dream of lasting for generations to be destroyed and buried himself in the surging torrent of history.
At this moment, Zhao Gao was holding a glass of wine and standing outside the window in the prosperous Xianyang City. No one knew what he was thinking.
"Cough, cough!"
Zhao Gao, who was deep in thought, suddenly heard two dry coughs behind him. His body trembled, and even the wine in his glass almost spilled out.
When Zhao Gao turned around and saw the young man sitting on the Prime Minister's seat, his eyes kept changing.
In the past ten years, Mu Qingxiao and Zhao Gao had only met two or three times, and that was when he was young. However, Zhao Gao recognized Mu Qingxiao at a glance.
However, the Prime Minister's residence was heavily guarded. Not to mention the army, there were hundreds of captured experts hidden in the dark.
Although he had sent the Six Sword Slaves to carry out a mission, the people in the residence were all first-class experts, and there was no lack of peerless experts. How did Mu Qingxiao sneak up behind him without a sound?
Thinking of this, Zhao Gao was bewildered. What the hell? He was a Great Grandmaster, but he didn't sense any external aura at all!
What made Zhao Gao even more surprised was that he couldn't see through the usually taciturn Twelfth Prince at all. This made his heart beat faster.
Neither of them spoke first. Zhao Gao couldn't figure out how the latter got in, and Mu Qingxiao sat on the Prime Minister's seat with a faint smile.
After a while, Mu Qingxiao took the lead to break the oppressive atmosphere in the residence, as if greeting an acquaintance. "Governor of Zhongche, how have you been?"
At this time, Zhao Gao also came back to his senses and bowed slightly. However, his narrow eyes were still fixed on Mu Qingxiao, and he didn't dare to be careless. "Thank you, Twelfth Prince. Zhao Gao didn't go out to meet you."
"You don't have to be so cautious. I'm not interested in you. I'm here to ask you to do something for me."
"I'd like to hear the details."
Mu Qingxiao didn't want to talk nonsense and said bluntly, "I need you to help me find the four famous swords on the Weapon Ranking List."
"Famous swords?"
"The Heavenly Network is all-pervasive, and the Luo Assassins are all over the Seven Nations. It shouldn't be difficult for you."
The Luo Assassin Group was the largest and most terrifying mysterious organization. Its core assassins were the Six Sword Slaves.
The Six Sword Slaves had forgotten their names. From the moment they received the ancient sharp blades Zhao Gao gave them, they only had one name, and that was the name of the sword.
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