Chapter 11

A large light screen appeared, displaying the task details.

【Main quest: Fight for world domination!】

Mission 1: Own a territory of your own.

Mission Introduction: (folded)

Task Notes: (folded)

Mission message: Congratulations on owning Black Wind Village of Bianchun Mountain in Yongzhou (you can rename it). You now own the first territory in your world domination career.

The territory is small, but continue to strive to become a powerful lord.

Mission Reward: 10 consecutive card draws (already issued)

Task progress: (completed)

After the task panel appeared, the system’s voice asked:

[Task 1 has been completed. Does the host want to draw a card?]

“No.”

Ying Yue shook her head, rejecting the system’s offer.

The current situation wasn’t right for drawing cards. First, it was already late, and Bai Qi still hadn’t returned. Second, there were more people in Black Wind Village than just the three of them. The man who guided them was following Bai Qi. If he saw someone appear out of nowhere when they returned, it would be hard to explain.

Although they couldn’t draw cards right now, Ying Yue and Zhao Kuo had other things to do. For example, they could rename Black Wind Village.

The name of the mountain, Bianchunshan ^[1]refers to Bianchun Mountain., was nice, but the village’s name felt strange. After a long discussion, Ying Yue and Zhao Kuo, who both had average education, decided to name the village after Bian Chun, the name of the mountain.

Once the name was chosen, Zhao Kuo, wanting to show off his military knowledge, proudly said, “Although I don’t understand scholar stuff, I know military tactics well!”

Ying Yue smiled and echoed, “Zhao Kuo is the best!”

Hearing the praise, Zhao Kuo smiled, his teeth shining. Seeing his smile, Ying Yue smiled too.

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Half an hour later, while talking about Bai Qi’s delay, Zhao Kuo suddenly heard footsteps outside the room.

He pointed to the door and said, “Sister, look! Isn’t Bai Qi back?”

Ying Yue was slow to react because she had been worrying. When she looked, she saw Bai Qi stepping through the door, his clothes and face covered in blood, making him look like a ghost.

“Bai Qi…” Ying Yue’s voice wavered, and she grew pale.

She hadn’t realized the difference between killing a hundred people and over four hundred. Now, she did.

Zhao Kuo’s clothes had some blood on them, but Bai Qi was drenched. His usual restrained killing intent felt real, making people want to stay away.

Seeing Ying Yue’s reaction, Bai Qi felt helpless. He had wanted to clean up before returning but didn’t have time. After killing the last bandit leader, he hurried back without fixing his appearance, worried that Ying Yue might be anxious.

He knew she might be scared, so he had prepared a line to say on his way back: “Miss Ying, you don’t have to…”

But before he could finish, Ying Yue’s voice interrupted. To Bai Qi’s surprise, it wasn’t Zhao Kuo, but Ying Yue, who usually spoke in a soft voice.

Ying Yue looked up, her eyes misty, and asked, “Bai Qi… are you hurt?”

She remembered the time in the palace when Bai Qi had killed to protect her.

At that time, when he came back, he changed his clothes and wiped his face clean.

So, she really thought that killing was like that—clean and without any traces. Her understanding of “killing” only stayed at the literal level.

—At that time, with Bai Qi’s guidance and Zhao Kuo holding her, she did not see any corpse in the palace.

So, something like this happened to Bai Qi?

The girl thought in a daze.

The next moment, Ying Yue moved and walked towards the young man.

As she approached, she gently pulled Bai Qi’s bloodstained sleeve and looked at the cut. Her beautiful eyes sparkled with tears. The girl’s tone was still soft and gentle, but she cautiously asked, “Bai Qi, does it hurt?”

After the beautiful girl asked this question, Bai Qi, who was about to answer the girl’s previous question and say that he was not injured and the blood belonged to someone else, was stunned.

He had never been asked such a question before.

No one seemed to have ever thought about this, whether in his personal experiences or in the “future” memories passed on to him by the system.

No one cared about the dangers he encountered; everyone only cared about his triumphant return.

Bai Qi was revered as the most valiant general in the eyes of the king and a war god who could win great victories whenever he led his troops. As long as Bai Qi was there, the Qin State would never be defeated.

From the time he became famous in his youth and remained invincible for a long time, almost everyone forgot that he was also a mortal, just an ordinary human being, not made of steel with a body of iron.

But he was just an ordinary man after all. Even if he had an undefeated record, he could still be injured and die.

Bai Qi’s emotions became complicated. Was he aggrieved? Sad? Or was it something else? No, it wasn’t that simple.

It wasn’t this superficial or seemingly “weak” emotion. If that were the case, then he would not be the war god of the Qin Dynasty.