After Transmigrating, I Became the National Fortune of Great Qin

Chen Xuan woke up one day to suddenly find himself transformed into a black dragon, a black dragon coiled above a certain child's head...

Chapter 109: Conferred, God of Killing!

"Sir, don't rush to refuse. We can discuss whether to accept it tomorrow." Ying Zheng saw that Bai Qi seemed to be about to speak, and quickly calmed his hand. "After all, he is a member of the Qin family. Sir, please be more tolerant."

"How dare I refuse the emperor's order?" Bai Qi laughed and agreed.

"Then I will introduce you, sir. Don't let these people look down on you." Ying Zheng laughed and said to the people below, "This sir is my ancestor from the Great Qin Dynasty, and his title is Wu'an."

Meng Ao and Cai Ze did not react for a while. After all, there were several people in Qin State who were given the title of Wu'an Jun. No one thought about Bai Qi, or they automatically ignored Bai Qi.

When Bai Qi was still in power, Meng Ao was oppressed to the point of suffocation, and Cai Ze even had a personal grudge against Bai Qi.

Only Wang He, only Wang He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He knelt on the ground with a plop, his voice choked with sobs: "Wang He greets Wu Anjun!"

Now everyone understood.

Apart from Bai Qi, there is no other Wu'an Jun who can make Wang He lose his composure like this.

Meng Ao had no time to be surprised. After all, Bai Qi was still a top figure in the military and political circles of the Qin State. Even though he was demoted to a commoner in his later years and was even sentenced to death, he was still worthy of respect.

Not to mention that he has been resurrected and is once again mixed up with the King of Qin. This time, what awaits Wu'an Jun Bai Qi is no longer suicide, but perhaps true unification.

"Meng Ao greets Lord Wu'an."

Although Cai Ze was a little embarrassed, he still knelt down. After all, Bai Qi was one of the top figures in this country at the time, not to mention that his future cultivation of martial arts would depend entirely on him.

"Cai Ze has met Wu Anjun."

Bai Qi looked at the three people kneeling on the ground, and the murderous aura on his face dissipated, revealing an unusually ordinary face.

Covering it up in broad daylight was just to prevent any disturbance. Although those who knew Bai Qi's appearance were either as old as Wang He and Meng Ao, or had already passed away, it was hard to say.

If one really popped up, then Ying Zheng's idea of ​​using Bai Qi as a powerful weapon would be invalidated.

Although the current Qin Dynasty has the intention to swallow up the world, its strength is still lacking.

Not to mention that the various countries have formed an alliance. Although they are just a small group of people, they are still a bit difficult to deal with for the current Qin Dynasty.

"I no longer have the title of Wu'an Jun. The current Wu'an Jun is Wang He," Bai Qi said with a smile. "If there is no other title, please call me Sir."

How could Wang He accept the title of Wu'an Jun? He accepted it in the beginning just to remember Bai Qi, and now that Bai Qi has revived, there is no reason not to return it.

He was originally worried about admitting his mistake, but now that the bloody aura is gone and he can see clearly, Wang He will not be able to bear it anymore.

"Wu'an Jun is the title of the monarch, and I certainly cannot accept it."

Wang He was also confused and didn't even look at Ying Zheng's expression. Even if he did, he wouldn't be able to see it clearly.

"This title was bestowed upon me by the Heavenly Emperor. How can I give it up just like that?" Bai Qi straightened his face, his fierce aura suppressing Wang He, preventing him from saying anything disrespectful. "Just keep it, then. Why would I care about that title?"

"Yes, sir, why would you care about a title?" Ying Zheng didn't seem angry at all, and his tone was particularly leisurely. "Sir, your contributions are considerable, and any title is more than justified."

Bai Qi stood up respectfully. Ever since he saw the River Map and Luo Shu yesterday, he had come to respect Ying Zheng more and more.

Even though he was underground, he hadn't seen many things from ancient times.

When these things appeared in Ying Zheng's hands, the meaning they represented instantly changed.

Although Chen Xuan can influence Bai Qi's thoughts, he is ultimately pieced together by Bai Qi's soul, and he has some respect for the Qin royal family.

Coupled with Chen Xuan's psychological suggestion, he showed even more respect.

"Please grant me the title."

"I feel that the mortal world's title is unworthy of you, so I will simply make up one and confer the title of Killing God upon you." Ying Zheng said with a smile, "Just confer the title of Killing God upon you. From now on, I will call you Killing God!"

"How can I become a god? Even if the emperor honors me, I dare not accept the title." Bai Qi understood Ying Zheng's words. This was not a title of nobility, but a title of deification.

But he forgot one thing, Ying Zheng was not the King of Qin, but the Son of Heaven.

"Why can't you accept this?" Ying Zheng demanded. "I am the Son of Heaven. The Great Qin will be the Celestial Empire. If it is the Celestial Empire, then how can the courtiers be demons if not gods? It is settled. Bai Qi will be granted the title of God of Death."

This small hall was also blessed by the wind, and the candlelight on the side swayed in the wind.

The palace door was closed at this time, so where did the wind come from?!

"Can!"

A sound that was not uttered by a human being shocked everyone in the hall. It was like the mighty power of heaven and earth, fiercely hitting everyone in the hall.

Bai Qi's appearance seemed to have changed. His originally transparent white clothes had added a few shades of blood color, and there was a black waist badge around his waist with the words "God of Killing" engraved on it.

"I've seen the God of Death."

The three of them naturally asked a polite question out of courtesy and also knew Ying Zheng's ambition.

Yes, in the emperor’s court, how could there be any place for mortals?

The noise from the Xianyang Palace could not be heard from behind.

Queen Dowager Huayang sat alone on the bed, and the maidservants serving her were sent away. Now she wanted to be alone and think for a while.

Ying Zheng has returned, so Mi Chen naturally cannot enter the palace, and Queen Dowager Huayang has no way of knowing what is going on outside.

It seemed that when Ying Zheng came, the whole sky changed.

At this moment, the Queen Mother Huayang lost all news from the outside world. She didn't even know that Ying Zheng was holding a banquet in Xianyang ahead.

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