Chapter 174 He Has a Flaw
Madam Mingzhu leaned over the stone table with her legs trembling, feeling as if her whole body was going to split apart. The slipperiness between her legs made her feel very uncomfortable, and she tried her best to close them. There were traces of uncleanness on her chest, and there were traces of saliva at the corners of her mouth. She felt as if she was full.

What once existed only in theory has just become reality.

"Tell me, who gave you the courage to plot against me directly?" Yang Chong, who was completely furious, asked Madam Mingzhu, who seemed to have lost her soul.

"It was Ji Wuye. It was Ji Wuye who asked me to attack you, my master." Madam Mingzhu said. She felt severe pain in her cheeks and her throat seemed to be a little sore. She felt extremely uncomfortable, but in this discomfort there was a kind of pleasure that went straight to her soul. She didn't dare to think too much, for fear that she would break down.

"Ji Wuye, who gave him the courage? When did he become so brave?" Yang Chong, feeling relieved, muttered to himself slowly. Ji Wuye really thought the same thing as him.

Of course Yang Chong knew that the person who instructed Madam Mingzhu was Ji Wuye. After all, it was he who asked Mo Ya to bring back the information that Ji Wuye obtained. However, Ji Wuye was cautious. Even though he had already obtained the information, he still wanted to use Madam Mingzhu to test it again. It seemed that the shadow he brought to Ji Wuye was indeed not small.

"Ji Wuye believes that the master must have been seriously injured in the confrontation with the Luowang killer. However, the master's martial arts are too high. Even though he knows that the master has been seriously injured, he doesn't know how much strength the master has left. He is not sure he can deal with the master, so he assigned me to test the master to provide reference for his future plans." Madam Mingzhu explained.

"How are you going to explain to Ji Wuye this time?" Yang Chong asked.

"I am the master's now, and I will do whatever the master tells me to do." Although Madam Mingzhu is proud, she is never stubborn. She is not a little woman, but a grown-up woman, and a grown-up woman is as flexible as a man, just as she allowed Yang Chong to be flexible just now.

"Reply to Ji Wuye and tell him that I am strong on the outside but weak on the inside." Yang Chong said. Since Ji Wuye was hesitant about the news that Mo Ya brought back, Yang Chong would give him some inside information so that he could get what he wanted and then take action.

"My master is not just strong on the outside but weak on the inside. She is obviously very strong." Madam Mingzhu, who had regained some strength, began to show off her charm again. This was her most powerful weapon.

She was very clear about her current situation. Since Yang Chong was so powerful that she could not resist, she would just accept it.

Strong people will not complain about the environment.

As a strong person in the palace and a strong woman, Madam Mingzhu is not someone who would complain about the environment. Since Yang Chong has become her master, all she can do is to constantly demonstrate her own value. Even if she becomes a slave, she wants to be the slave with the highest status, just like her struggle in the palace over the years.

Look, Madam Mingzhu pursed her red lips while speaking. Although her body, which was lying on the stone table, did not stand up straight, it had twisted slightly, from her neck to her waist, and finally to her toes, presenting an alluring curve. She was trying to seduce Yang Chong, to seduce Yang Chong to fall in love with her, instead of just using her as a tool to vent his emotions like before.

"Your body is fine, but it stinks. Wash off the incense on you, otherwise I can't eat it." Yang Chong said with disgust. He had no choice just now. He had no place to vent his anger, so he could only use Madam Mingzhu. But this did not mean that he didn't dislike the smell of Madam Mingzhu, so he only used Madam Mingzhu's chest and mouth, and didn't use anything else.

"Stinky?" Madam Mingzhu was stunned. She had full confidence in her body, which was also her most powerful weapon. But now Yang Chong said that she was smelly. When had she ever heard such an evaluation?
"Using human blood as incense, do you think that's mysterious? They're just scavengers." Yang Chong said sarcastically.

Madam Mingzhu and Bai Yifei's tricks can only fool people like Han Wangan. If they meet someone like Yang Chong, they will only be despised.

"So this is the reason why the master hated me before?" Madam Mingzhu suddenly realized that the question that had puzzled her for a long time had now been answered.

"Calm Honglian down. I don't need to tell you how to explain it, right?" Yang Chong handed Honglian to Madam Mingzhu. He didn't want to have any more nonsense with Madam Mingzhu. It was time for him to leave.

The biggest gain today was the successful subjugation of the first sword slave. Yang Chong still has seven sword intentions. With today's success, Yang Chong can use the same method to subdue seven more sword slaves.

With the special sword intent and sword slaves, the eight sword slaves can possess the strength of first-rate masters within a few years. Eight first-rate masters are a force that cannot be underestimated in any place.

However, although the sword intent is there, not everyone is qualified to become a sword slave, so a selection is needed. Madam Mingzhu is the first, but who will be the second and third is not certain yet, and they still need to be carefully selected.

However, Yang Chong already has his own goal. There are many people in his family, such as Yingge. With Yingge's background, it should be no problem for her to accept the sword infusion. After all, she is also the strongest female killer in the night. Her weakness is only relative to Yang Chong. In South Korea, she is still a terrifying night killer.

"Master, don't worry. I will comfort the princess. She won't know what happened today. She will just think it was a dream, a subconscious dream." The warming attitude of Yang Chong made Madam Mingzhu feel a little more confident. She was also trying to figure out how to get along with her master Yang Chong.

She can avenge her cousin Bai Yifei, but if the price of revenge is her own life, she will give up without hesitation. She has feelings for her cousin Bai Yifei, but not much. After all, she loves herself the most.

When Yang Chong was already invincible in her eyes, Madam Mingzhu had no psychological burden in letting her enemy become her master. She had a flexible bottom line that she could constantly break through.

After Yang Chong left, Madam Mingzhu packed everything up and woke up Honglian.

Under Madam Mingzhu's sweet words, Honglian was confused and thought she was just having an embarrassing dream. Now she is still a girl who is easily fooled.

But spring dreams will also leave traces.

After Madam Mingzhu returned to the palace, she made up a piece of false information after just a moment's thought. Through the people arranged by Ji Wuye in the palace, the information appeared on Ji Wuye's desk that night.

"Yang Chong's body is indeed in trouble. The Tide Demon tried to test him, but he didn't turn hostile. This is really good news!" Looking at the information sent by Madam Mingzhu, Ji Wuye smiled happily. "In this case, of course I have to act as soon as possible, lest he recover from his injuries." Ji Wuye thought, thinking about how to take down Yang Chong.

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At the Yang Mansion, Yang Chong, who had returned home, also called Yingge to his presence. He wanted to replicate the success he had achieved with Madam Mingzhu on Yingge.

Although Yang Chong didn't think Yingge liked him, he believed that Yingge was loyal to him. As for which one was more reliable, loyalty or love, Yang Chong didn't need to consider. He just needed to know that loyalty could be trusted.

"Sword intent? If I accept the master's sword intent, I can become a first-class master in the shortest time?" After listening to Yang Chong's narration, Yingge was a little unbelievable, but she also knew that Yang Chong had no need to deceive her.

“With your aptitude and foundation, you can completely refine the sword intent within half a year, which is enough to advance to the first-rate realm. Of course, this kind of advancement is premature. Although it can allow you to possess the strength of a first-rate master in a very short period of time, it will not allow you to make further progress in the future.” Yang Chong said.

After all, artificially created masters did not achieve their breakthroughs through their own practice, so there are gains and losses.

"If I practice step by step and spend my whole life practicing, the best I can do is to break through to the first-class realm. I don't even know when I will be able to break through. As for going further, I don't even want to think about it. Not everyone has the gift and talent of the master. For most people in the world, the first-class realm is already a dream come true." Yingge said without any hesitation. She had a clear positioning of herself and she never expected anything.

"Besides, this is what the master needs, isn't it?" Yingge said with a smile. This female killer is indeed more humane. It seems that in the future in this family, she and Jingwei will have many common topics.

"It seems that you have really adapted to your current life, which is good." Yang Chong understood. The second sword slave was already in place.

The next step is to find a suitable third person. It seems that Caidie from Zilanxuan is a good candidate. Although she is not as good as Madam Mingzhu and Yingge, she is already a rare talent in Korea.

Alas, South Korea is still too small. However, is there something wrong with my focus? I shouldn't focus only on women. In this world, there are more male masters than female masters.

Is it possible that my brain is a little abnormal recently? Have I filled my mind with too many things in that area? Yang Chong scratched his chin and thought, only to feel that he seemed to be getting more and more depraved.

"Alas, this world is really too friendly to me. I can't go on like this. It will make me more and more depraved. I must fight." Yang Chong murmured.

"So, I will stop drinking from today on." Yang Chong had made up his mind after thinking about it. He decided to go out and look for Mrs. Hu at night. This widow was still in mourning and needed her safety.

While Yang Chong was thinking about comforting Mrs. Hu, Han Fei and Wei Zhuang, who had returned with the letter from Qin, had already passed Hangu Pass and entered Luoyang. As long as they passed Xingyang, they would return to Han.

"Ji Wuye's life is now here. As long as we bring this back to Xinzheng, Yang Chong will take action against Ji Wuye, and then Ji Wuye will have no chance of survival." Han Fei said as he looked at the scroll placed in the wooden box in front of him.

The wooden box is exquisitely crafted, and the scroll is made of exquisite silk. The inner layer is used for writing, and the outer layer presents cloud patterns. Such a piece of silk is worth more than gold. This is not the most valuable thing. The most valuable thing is the text inside and the seal on it. That is something that can cost Ji Wuye his life. How much is the life of Ji Wuye, the great Korean general, worth? It goes without saying that although Ji Wuye is very ugly, his life is worth a priceless fortune.

"What do you want to say?" Wei Zhuang asked. Han Fei looked very depressed along the way. Logically, they should be relaxed as they had safely sent King Zheng of Qin back to Xianyang, but Han Fei looked very worried on the way back.

"Once Yang Chong kills Ji Wuye, he can replace Ji Wuye. Compared to Ji Wuye, Yang Chong is a more terrifying person. We still have a chance to win against Ji Wuye, but Yang Chong... I really don't know how we can win against Yang Chong." Han Fei said.

"Yang Chong is still our collaborator now." Wei Zhuang said.

"No, cooperation without equal strength is unreliable. I have a feeling that Yang Chong is a more terrifying person than Ji Wuye, not because his martial arts is stronger than Ji Wuye, but because of who he is. He is not a bad person, but he destroys the rules of this world." Han Fei said worriedly.

Han Fei was well-educated and had good insights, but with his knowledge and insights, he could not find words to describe Yang Chong specifically. Although Ji Wuye was vicious, he was still within the rules of the world. Han Fei could see what Ji Wuye was thinking and what he was seeking, but Yang Chong was an exception. He didn't know what Yang Chong wanted, and he could not analyze what Yang Chong was thinking. Such a person was like an exception in this world.

"Yang Chong is not Ji Wuye. Didn't he tell you before that what he wants is the night, not the position of general." Compared with Han Fei's worry, Wei Zhuang was still very relaxed. Han State was just a battlefield of his. How could he care about it that much?
"Do you believe Yang Chong's promise? Is he really not tempted by the position of general?" Han Fei was skeptical. In his eyes, Korea was everything. He really didn't care about Yang Chong being the general who was second only to the emperor in Korea.

"What he wants is the world. I remember he once told you, right?" Wei Zhuang asked back.

"I think what he said at that time was just bragging." Han Fei recalled that Yang Chong once told him that he wanted to unite Qi, Zhao, and Yan and use the power of the three countries to compete with Qin for hegemony over the world. Han Fei did not completely believe in such a plan because it was too difficult and impossible to achieve.

"You can have ninety-nine of the world, but why can't Yang Chong unite the power of Qi, Zhao and Yan and become the Eastern and Western emperors alongside Qin?" The shark-tooth sword in Wei Zhuang's hand was very sharp, and his words were as sharp as the shark-tooth sword, which directly stabbed Han Fei and seriously injured him.

"You'd better be merciful." Han Fei rolled his eyes. He knew that he might be worrying too much. Now that the situation has come to this, he might as well go for it.

(End of this chapter)