Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield Chapter 749 Chapter 307: The Power of the Tian Xuan Mirror! Zhao Feng’s Plan!

What a complete tragedy.

"My Lord."

"Every assassin who attacked has been slain, none left alive." Zhang Ming informed Zhao Feng.

"Issue the command to lock down Xianyang City. Without permission from me or my father, nobody can come in or go out." Zhao Feng stated calmly.

"Yes, understood." Zhang Ming nodded at once.

With the assassination plot foiled, the plotters inside Xianyang City were bound to react swiftly, plotting to shift their forces or eliminate witnesses. Zhao Feng would never permit such an opportunity.

"My Lord, shall we bury these assassins' corpses right here, or pass them to the Prefecture Soldiers for examination?" Zhang Ming inquired, eyeing the dead assassins scattered around.

Zhao Feng looked over the area.

He lifted his hand to grasp the Longquan Sword.

With a single swing toward the empty ground ahead.

Instantly, a hundred-foot blade beam flashed out, slicing deep into the soil.

A deafening boom echoed.

Suddenly, a massive trench formed on the ground, stretching hundreds of feet in length and dozens wide.

"My Lord's godlike might!"

The nearby devoted soldiers dropped to their knees in reverence before Zhao Feng.

"Toss all the corpses inside and fill it up."

Zhao Feng instructed indifferently.

At this point.

Zhao Feng cared little about concealing his prowess in martial arts anymore.

After all.

As Qin undergoes its great change, Zhao Feng's vision for a Martial Arts Great Qin must advance, complete with collecting Qi Fortune and founding a Holy Court.

Aiming to elevate the Great Qin Divine Land far above Shenzhou.

Naturally.

The Tianxuan Mirror would aid Zhao Feng in fulfilling his grand ambitions even more effectively.

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Xianyang!

Inside Zhangtai Palace.

"Emperor Qin Shi Huang."

"The Crown Prince has just relayed his order: the Capital City Army is to blockade the entire city, barring all entry and exit." Ren Xiao updated Ying Zheng.

"Feng'er acts with impressive speed." Ying Zheng grinned, then inquired: "What happened?"

"Exactly as the Crown Prince predicted—the killers struck near Yong City's Deserted Mountain Ridge."

"Over three thousand strong."

"The Crown Prince's personal guards wiped them all out, leaving not a single survivor." Ren Xiao responded.

"Right in Great Qin's core territory, assembling three thousand suicide troops."

"Quite the feat."

A cold smirk flickered across Ying Zheng's face.

Three thousand wasn't a huge number.

Yet inside Qin, such a group stirring unrest could spark massive turmoil.

"Any further instructions from the Emperor?" Ren Xiao asked politely.

"Simply adhere to the Crown Prince's directives."

"Having sealed the city, he undoubtedly holds solid proof, and those implicated inside are probably already in his grasp."

"This round, the Crown Prince leads the game; I'll just watch." Ying Zheng declared.

"I obey." Ren Xiao bowed in acceptance.

"Were there losses among the Crown Prince's guards?" Ying Zheng questioned.

"No casualties reported so far." Ren Xiao answered.

"The Crown Prince's guards have truly embarked on the martial path." Ying Zheng pondered silently.

Otherwise.

No such power would exist.

Outnumbered four to one, yet annihilating the foe without a single loss.

Not even veteran forces could pull that off.

"The Crown Prince's guards are incredibly powerful, crushing three thousand assassins with zero deaths."

"I'm curious about their training regimen." Ren Xiao voiced his awe right then.

Hearing this!

Ying Zheng chuckled: "You'll soon grasp the Crown Prince's true might."

Ren Xiao nodded, asking no more.

Wei Mansion.

"Master."

"The Capital City Army has locked down Xianyang City—no entry or exit permitted."

A retainer informed Huai Zhuang.

"No one in or out?" Huai Zhuang frowned, lost in contemplation.

"Wei Xiang, could this mean something happened to the Crown Prince?" The retainer ventured cautiously.

"Has any intelligence reached the city?" Huai Zhuang demanded gravely.

"The city's fully sealed now; no one can pass in or out."

"No updates yet." The retainer shook his head.

"Locking down the whole city."

"Either Zhao Feng perished."

"Or Zhao Feng survived."

"Either scenario justifies the lockdown." Huai Zhuang mused, feeling a growing dread.

The real problem lay in this being clan-exterminating treason, yet lacking any word.

This left Huai Zhuang on edge.

Not just him.

Lord's Mansion.

"My Lord."

"The Capital City Army has barricaded the entire city."

A subordinate reported eagerly to Hu Hai.

"Why the city seal?"

"I need updates on Zhao Feng." Hu Hai pressed urgently.

"My Lord, a full lockdown signals a huge event."

"Zhao Feng might really be gone." The subordinate said with excitement.

"Why think that?" Hu Hai's gaze sharpened eagerly.

"As Crown Prince, Zhao Feng's death would demand sealing the city. Survival wouldn't require such extremes." The subordinate explained promptly.

"Makes sense."

Hu Hai's eyes gleamed with hope.

No doubt.

Though son of Emperor Qin Shi Huang, Hu Hai possessed not a trace of his father's cunning.

Days dragged on!

Xianyang remained shut for thirteen days straight.

Before the Morning Discussion Hall.

The hundred officials assembled.

Outwardly calm despite the lockdown.

Still.

After nearly half a month confined, unease stirred among many court ministers.

The longer it lasted, the heavier the worry.

Since the seal.

No morning court had been held.

Until now.

Court session began.

"Emperor Qin Shi Huang enters!"

A resounding announcement.

Morning Discussion Hall doors swung open.

Officials readied themselves to file in for homage and assembly.

Yet Ying Zheng stepped out.

Spotting Ying Zheng, confusion rippled through the ministers' faces.

"We ministers pay respects to Emperor Qin Shi Huang!"

The officials chorused devoutly.

"Today's court won't convene inside."

"Hold it outdoors here."

"Perfect timing—the Crown Prince has business to discuss." Ying Zheng announced steadily.

These words dropped.

Numerous ministers' expressions shifted dramatically.

"What?"

"Zhao Feng lives?"

"Then why the half-month lockdown?"

"This is bad."

"Has Zhao Feng uncovered our schemes? Sealed to trap us inside?"

"Zhao Feng's strong, but he can't trace us—everything's cleaned up..."

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