Qin Xian crawled forward on his knees, saying, "Great-Grandfather! I dare not! I just think that plan is a viable opportunity. If we can seize it first, it will be very beneficial to the future of the Qin family! In case, in case the integration really doesn't work, this is our way out..."
"Enough!" Qin Shaoji shouted angrily, and the room fell silent.
Qin Shaoji looked at Qin Xian with disappointment: "You have been scared out of your wits by a mere illusion, and have lost the responsibility and choices that you should have upheld as the young master of my Qin family. Qin Xian, for the next period of time, you should stay at home and calmly reflect on your actions. You should not interfere in the matter of the Fusion and Dragon Sect anymore."
Qin Xian's eyes widened: "Great-Grandpa, I'm not out of my mind, I'm perfectly clear-headed! Extreme fusion might not create a powerful being who breaks through the world's constraints, but rather a terrifying, uncontrollable monster! Why don't we try some milder methods? What if we succeed? Great-Grandpa, I..."
Qin Shaoji pressed his lips together, his brows furrowed, and his cold gaze swept over Qin Ling before he closed his eyes and waved his hand.
Qin Ling stepped forward, grabbed Qin Xian, and dragged him away.
The hall quieted down. Qin Shaoji pressed his forehead for a while until his expression softened. Then, another elder, Qin Miao, stood up and said, "Uncle, Ding Yu has replied."
Qin Shaoji immediately looked up: "Is the city under control?"
Qin Miao's expression was strange: "The city is under control, but..."
"But what?"
"Chang Le isn't guarding the city." Qin Miao lowered her head and didn't dare to speak loudly.
Qin Shaoji lightly pressed his eyelids, his gaze deep: "She runs fast! Unfortunately, as long as the Dragon Sect exists, she won't get far!"
"Yes, Chang Le's whereabouts have been discovered in Beicheng. He has simply retreated to a city on the outskirts of the Dragon Sect. Ding Yu has already gone there, but he has missed the best opportunity. He said he wanted to capture him in one fell swoop, but it's no longer possible."
"Capture him in one fell swoop? Capture Chang Le? With Ding Yu as a mere mortal?" Qin Shaoji sneered. "With him, who has just entered the ninth rank, he thinks he can capture Chang Le right under the noses of those monsters from the Dragon Sect? Let alone those monsters like Luo Xuan, even if they weren't around, Ding Yu would have a hard time taking down Chang Le!"
Qin Miao was shocked: "This can't be! Ding Yu is a genuine ninth-rank! Could it be Chang Le? She's only a teenager!"
Qin Shaoji's eyes flashed with deep apprehension: "That's right, she's only a teenager, yet she can kill a ninth-rank cultivator, and she also possesses [Fusion] and the Golden Medicine. Tell me, as long as such a person lives, she will inevitably cause unrest in the Central Plains. How can I not eliminate her!"
"Killed a ninth-rank!" Qin Miao gasped. Although he was puzzled as to how the elder knew, he was more worried about something else: "Then Ding Yu is completely helpless against her? Why was he sent in the first place?"
"The Golden Medicine and the plan are just hooks that Chang Le has set out to force me to retaliate. If I let this provocation go unchecked, wouldn't she think that the Qin family is easy to bully? Ding Yu is just a pawn to position the hook; the one who will actually make the move is not him."
Qin Miao lowered her eyes, a look of fear flashing in them.
Ding Yu isn't even qualified to actually make a move. Could it be that Uncle's backup plan involves an existence beyond the ninth realm?
When Qin Ling returned, he heard Qin Shaoji say these words.
“Uncle,” Qin Ling bowed slightly, “I know you are angry with Xiao Xian and shouldn’t put your personal feelings before the overall interests of the family, but what he said also makes some sense.”
The purification and selective fusion of supernatural abilities mentioned in the plan—if the golden medicine really works and the technology can be used, it would be extremely beneficial to the Qin family and the future of Central China. Uncle, do you think we could also have Ding Yu consider sharing the technology?
Qin Shaoji's anger had subsided by now, and his tone softened slightly: "I understand what you mean. I'm not stupid either; I can see that the plan has immeasurable future value. Don't worry, Ding Yu knows what to do."
Qinling hesitated, but ultimately said nothing.
He felt a vague unease because of Qin Shaoji's mention of a "backup plan".
It seems that his uncle's ambitions extend beyond simply participating in the Dragon Sect's "Golden Medicine" technology; he wants to put the technology into the Qin family's hands!
But what methods would it take to make the Dragon Faction back down?
What exactly is this so-called backup plan?
Qin Shaoji dismissed everyone and went to a secret room.
The dimly lit secret room had only one bright pearl hanging above it, and in the center of the room was a table with an antique gilded round mirror on it.
Qin Shaoji sat silently in front of the mirror. The old man's hunched back seemed to bear countless grievances, and his whole being seemed to blend into the silence and darkness.
Suddenly, he sighed softly and triggered the secret mechanism on the round mirror.
The mirror surface rippled like water, seemingly connecting to another space, revealing two blurry human figures.
A tall figure sat on a wide throne, with a slender woman standing beside him, her head bowed. Their clothing and faces were indistinct, only their outlines were visible.
Facing them, Qin Shaoji's expression was unusually cautious and serious.
"Mr. Ming," Qin Shaoji addressed the man on the throne.
"How is it?" Mr. Ming asked. It was the voice of the "master" that Cesis had contacted.
"Ding Yu is already in the North City, and Chang Le is also in the North City."
Mr. Ming said, "Well, as agreed, I'll give you three days. If you lose after three days, I'll take action."
"Thank you, Mr. Ming, but..." Qin Shaoji hesitated for a moment, then said, "How will you proceed, Mr. Ming? Is it another..."
You shouldn't have asked.
Qin Shaoji's expression changed slightly: "Mr. Ming, I'm just worried that doing this repeatedly might affect your status."
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