Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield Chapter 745 Chapter 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 strength rivals that of the First Emperor. If he strikes, it spells doom for an entire clan."
"On this affair, please excuse me from joining you."
...
Huai Zhuang's statement left some in silence, while others raised objections.
Plotting to assassinate the reigning dynasty's Crown Prince invites total clan annihilation, and no one dares risk it.
"Everyone."
"What misdeeds have we committed these years that Zhao Feng won't uncover?"
"Discovery means the same fate as Prime Minister Wang's."
"Is there still any chance for us now?" Huai Zhuang's voice held a threatening edge.
At these words!
Faces paled among the group.
...
Zhao Mansion!
Even after being named Crown Prince.
Zhao Feng continues to dwell in the mansion.
Trusted subordinates guard both inside and out.
Five thousand Personal Guard Army.
They've now become the Crown Prince's elite forces, their standing elevated too.
Deep in the mansion's hidden underground chamber.
"Who are you really?"
"Why have you seized me?"
"I'm only an ordinary folk, guilty of nothing."
"Why take me?"
"Let me go!"
From within a jail 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 yelling in the cell.
Zhao Feng approached and peered through the window.
"Once the founding father of history, Liu Bang."
"Today, reduced to a mere vagabond."
"He appears insignificant to me now, and with my presence, the fabled Qin Ershi won't rise."
"Yet slaying him could avert future threats."
Zhao Feng eyed Liu Ji without pity for his sorry state.
In the annals of history.
Liu Ji embodied a Child of Qi Fortune, routed by Xiang Yu time and again, yet surviving unscathed, even casting his own son from the carriage.
Removing him.
Removes potential dangers.
"During his capture, did anything strange occur?" Zhao Feng inquired.
"Master."
"Yes, there was something peculiar."
Ying Bu paused briefly before speaking.
"Tell me." Zhao Feng pressed at once.
"I led five dark guards myself to seize him."
"The operation stayed secret."
"Yet officials abruptly showed up mid-action."
"We snatched him anyway, but en route faced dozens of Six States holdouts—we slaughtered them—then met a large contingent of Prefecture Soldiers on patrol."
"A heavy rainstorm hit too, flooding the path."
"Never seen so many obstacles before."
"Grabbing this one stirred endless complications." Ying Bu remarked, perplexed.
"He truly bears immense Qi Fortune."
"Without the Martial Dao Power's overwhelming strike, we might not have secured Liu Ji at all."
Zhao Feng understood upon hearing this.
Such traits mark a Child of Qi Fortune, transforming calamity into fortune.
Unkillable.
Had Ying Bu, a Grandmaster Martial Artist, not acted personally, Liu Ji might have slipped away.
"Killing him now proves wise; left alive, he could wreak havoc in Qin later." Zhao Feng gazed coldly at the imprisoned Liu Ji.
Then.
"End him." Zhao Feng ordered icily.
"Yes."
The two dark guards by Ying Bu obeyed instantly.
They unlocked the cell door.
Liu Ji's eyes lit with desperate hope: "I'm just a nobody who likes gambling, but I've never violated the law?"
"Set me free."
But.
The dark guards disregarded his begging entirely.
They unsheathed their blades outright.
Witnessing this.
Liu Ji shook violently, terror twisting his features: "W-why execute me? Who have I wronged?"
The guards ignored him.
They lifted their swords and stabbed at Liu Ji.
Zhao Feng observed without emotion.
Sure enough.
As the sword plunged forward.
An unseen power manifested around Liu Ji.
Bang!
It hurled the dark guard backward.
"Hm?"
Surprise flickered in Zhao Feng's eyes as he focused intently.
"Fascinating."
"Caught in my clutches, yet shielded by some power."
"Is a Child of Qi Fortune truly this resilient?"
"I don't buy it." Zhao Feng sneered.
Inside, the dark guards froze in bewilderment.
They shared looks, poured more True Qi into their strikes, and lunged at Liu Ji again.
Despite the surge in True Qi.
The two Innate Realm dark guards got repelled once more by the force enveloping Liu Ji.
"Master."
"Something's off with this fellow—no cultivation at all, so why this fierce defense?" Ying Bu exclaimed in astonishment.
Two Innate Realm experts failing against a powerless nobody.
"You handle it." Zhao Feng fixed his gaze on Liu Ji, sensing something unusual.
"Understood."
Ying Bu replied promptly, dashing to the cell.
"Fall back."
With a gesture.
He dismissed the two dark guards.
Meanwhile.
Liu Ji stood dumbfounded.
He'd watched the pair assail him only to get flung away by an invisible barrier.
Suddenly.
A notion dawned in Liu Ji's mind: "An immortal guards me; they can't harm me."
With that.
Liu Ji's gaze sharpened, and he blurted quickly: "Who in the world are you?"
"Why target me?"
"I, Liu Ji, enjoy immortal protection—you can't slay me."
"Be smart and release me now, lest the immortals punish you." Liu Ji glared at Ying Bu threateningly.
In this age, beliefs in spirits and phantoms run deep, and Liu Ji's bizarre encounters defy ordinary explanation.