Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield Chapter 745 - 306: Kill Liu Ji! Obtain the Supreme Treasure! Zhao Feng Is Shocked! The Supreme Treasure That Alters Qin’s Fate! (2)
Previously on Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield...
"Indeed."
"The Crown Prince’s might rivals the First Emperor’s own. Should he strike, an entire clan faces obliteration."
"On this affair, I must decline to join you."
...
Huai Zhuang’s declaration left some in silence, while others voiced opposition.
Plotting the assassination of the reigning dynasty’s Crown Prince means clan-wide execution—no one dares risk it.
"Everyone."
"Think of our deeds these past years—do you suppose Zhao Feng won’t dig into them?"
"Discovery brings the same doom as Prime Minister Wang suffered."
"Is there truly any path forward now?" Huai Zhuang’s voice held a menacing edge.
At these words!
Faces drained of color all around.
...
Zhao Mansion!
Even after his investiture as Crown Prince.
Zhao Feng continues dwelling in the estate.
Trusted followers stand guard both inside and out.
Five thousand Personal Guard Army.
Transformed now into the Crown Prince’s elite guards, their standing elevated too.
Deep in the mansion’s hidden underground chamber.
"Who in the world are you?"
"Why have you seized me?"
"I’m just an ordinary folk, guilty of nothing."
"Why take me?"
"Set me free!"
From within a dim cell, a frail voice cried out in terror and distress.
"Master."
"We’ve held this man here for more than a month, awaiting your return to handle him." Ying Bu gestured toward Liu Ji, who yelled from the cage.
Zhao Feng approached and peered through the barred window.
"Once history’s founding forebear, Liu Bang."
"Today, reduced to a mere wanderer."
"He appears as insignificant as an insect to me, and with my presence, no Qin Ershi can rise."
"Yet slaying him could avert future threats."
Zhao Feng eyed Liu Ji, showing no pity for his miserable state.
In the annals of history.
Liu Ji possessed traits of a Child of Qi Fortune—thwarted and routed by Xiang Yu, yet he endured, even shoving his own son from the carriage.
Removing him.
Removes potential dangers.
"During his capture, did anything strange occur?" Zhao Feng inquired.
"Master."
"Yes, there were odd happenings."
Ying Bu paused briefly before replying.
"Tell me." Zhao Feng pressed at once.
"I led five dark guards personally to seize him."
"The operation stayed secret."
"Yet mid-action, officials from the government showed up out of nowhere."
"We snatched him regardless, but en route, dozens of Six States holdouts ambushed us—we cut them down—and later a large contingent of Prefecture Soldiers patrolled our path."
"A freak rainstorm hit too, flooding the way."
"Never seen so many obstacles before."
"Snaring this one stirred endless complications." Ying Bu remarked, utterly perplexed.
"He truly bears immense Qi Fortune."
"Without the Martial Dao Power’s overwhelming strike, we might never have nabbed Liu Ji."
Zhao Feng understood upon hearing this.
Such marks defined a Child of Qi Fortune, twisting calamity into fortune.
Unbreakable.
Had Ying Bu, a Grandmaster Martial Artist, not acted himself, Liu Ji might have slipped away for good.
"Killing him now proves wise—left alive, he could wreak havoc in Qin later." Zhao Feng gazed icily at the imprisoned Liu Ji.
Then.
"End him." Zhao Feng ordered with chilling finality.
"As you command."
The two dark guards flanking Ying Bu obeyed instantly.
They flung open the cell door.
Hope flared in Liu Ji’s eyes: "I’m only a simple man who loves gambling, but I’ve never violated any laws!"
"Let me go!"
But.
His desperate begs fell on deaf ears from the dark guards.
They unsheathed their blades without hesitation.
Witnessing this.
Liu Ji shuddered violently, terror twisting his features: "W-why murder me? Who have I wronged?"
The guards ignored him completely.
They lifted their swords and stabbed straight at Liu Ji.
Zhao Feng observed with steady composure.
Sure enough.
As the dark guard’s blade pierced forward.
An unseen force materialized around Liu Ji.
Bang!
It hurled the dark guard backward through the air.
"Huh?"
Surprise flickered in Zhao Feng’s eyes as he focused intently.
"Fascinating."
"Caught firmly in my hands, and still shielded by some power."
"Are Children of Qi Fortune truly this resilient to death?"
"I don’t buy it." Zhao Feng sneered disdainfully.
Within the cell, the dark guards reeled in shock and bewilderment.
They shared looks, then channeled more True Qi before lunging again at Liu Ji.
Even with amplified True Qi.
The force repelled the two Innate Realm dark guards once more.
"Master."
"Something’s off with this fellow—no cultivation base, yet protected so fiercely?" Ying Bu exclaimed in astonishment.
Two Innate Realm experts failing against an unarmed, powerless nobody.
"You handle it." Zhao Feng fixed his gaze on Liu Ji, sensing an anomaly.
"Yes."
Ying Bu acknowledged swiftly, dashing toward the cell.
"Stand down."
With a gesture.
He ordered the two dark guards aside.
Liu Ji.
Stood completely dazed.
He’d only seen his attackers flung back by an inexplicable power.
Right then.
A notion dawned on Liu Ji: "Immortals guard me; they can’t take my life."
With that in mind.
Liu Ji’s gaze sharpened, and he blurted quickly: "Who are you people exactly?"
"Why target me?"
"I, Liu Ji, enjoy the safeguarding of immortals—you’ll never kill me."
"Be smart and release me now, lest the immortals punish you all." Liu Ji glared at Ying Bu, his words laced with intimidation.
In this age, beliefs in spirits and phantoms ran deep, and Liu Ji’s bizarre encounters defied ordinary explanation.