CHAPTER 426: 228. I, YING ZHENG, AM WILLING TO BE YOUR PUPPET, SIR!

Luo Qingtian snorted coldly from the side, "If he can’t resist the temptation of the Illusion Realm enchantress and sleeps with her, are we just going to watch?"

"If you find it uninteresting, you don’t have to watch. I, on the other hand, find it quite interesting," Guan Ning retorted.

"Director Luo, Chief Chen is fighting desperately for us right now. I think we should wish him well," Vazmir said slowly.

Since the President of the Council said so, Luo Qingtian closed his eyes and remained silent.

But at this moment, Xu Ziang’s expression suddenly changed, and he exclaimed, "How is that possible?!"

In that instant, An Nishang’s figure drew a trail of shadows with her hand, moving so swiftly that no one present could react.

An Nishang’s fair jade-like hand grabbed Xu Ziang’s neck, lifting him high, with a deep red pupil seeming to bloom with a dazzling Other Shore Flower.

Her gaze was full of killing intent!

The speed was so fast, the aura so intense, that everyone present couldn’t react in time, and many looked at An Nishang with eyes filled with uncertain surprise.

An Nishang asked coldly, with killing intent, "What did you do to him?"

Xu Ziang, struggling to breathe, coughed and choked, grasping An Nishang’s fingers: "Not... not me... It was the Tear of Enchantment, activating the highest level of enchantment... never before seen!"

Guan Ning stepped forward and grabbed An Nishang’s wrist, saying, "Nishang, you’re too impulsive. If you choke him to death, it will be truly irreparable."

Hearing this, An Nishang relaxed her grip on Xu Ziang, looking intently at Chen Che and questioning, "What do you mean by the highest level of enchantment?"

Xu Ziang fell to the ground, coughing continuously, almost as if he were coughing out his lungs. He clutched his neck and looked up at the madwoman’s silhouette, gritting his teeth and saying, "As far as I know... the enchantment levels of the Tear of Enchantment have ten levels, adjusting based on the challenger’s experiences, soul power, memories, and various other factors.

The highest level ever activated by the Tear of Enchantment until now has been level five... But from the concentration of this blood energy, you can see... it’s at least level ten!"

"What’s the difference?"

"The difference is that he may undergo multiple enchantments! If he resists the first enchantment, he will face the second, and even the third, each enchantment directly hitting his soul, layer upon layer, destroying his willpower..."

"What if he fails?"

"I don’t know, I don’t know what will happen if he fails the highest level enchantment... But I’ve heard that the highest level of enchantment is essentially indistinguishable from a real world.

However, if he successfully breaks through, he will be the first in the world to surpass the highest level enchantment of the Tear of Enchantment, and his soul power will be enhanced to an extraordinary level, bringing both blessings and misfortune!"

Knowing that it wasn’t Xu Ziang’s doing, only then did An Nishang’s killing intent subside.

All eyes were fixed on Chen Che.

Wanting to know what Chen Che actually experienced in the first unrejectable temptation?

Power, wealth, or beauty that is simply irresistible?

Fortunately, the mist above began to reveal scenes that would allow everyone to see all the temptations Chen Che encountered.

When the images began to appear, shock flashed in everyone’s eyes, and Xia Na was desperate to draw her sword and place it at Xu Ziang’s neck, screaming, "Is this the enchantress you talked about?!"

...

"Ugh... my head hurts."

Chen Che rubbed his forehead and slowly opened his eyes. When he saw everything in front of him, his mind was filled with confusion and dizziness.

Did he transmigrate again?

A simple shabby thatched cottage.

He lay on the bed wearing simple clothes.

Endless memories surged in, making Chen Che frown. Here... is the Warring States period?

He is a hermit in seclusion.

Living in the depths of the mountains, isolated from the world.

A stove burned inside the small thatched house, its persistent warmth illuminating the humble room, dispelling the cold of winter.

Chen Che’s heart was puzzled, what kind of Illusion Realm replica is this?

Where is the temptation? Where is the enchantress? Where?

Damn it, is it going to make him experience a life of poverty pushed to the limits, only for a stunning enchantress beauty to suddenly appear and seduce him?

Damn.

Forgot to ask Xu Ziang, that bastard, how long the Illusion Realm is supposed to last?

What if this damned Illusion Realm traps him here for ten years, making him live like a beggar, with no meat to eat?

Having been spoiled by An Nishang and Xia Na’s tastes, Chen Che really doesn’t think he can endure it.

Ten years of abstinence.

Only relying on his own hands to resolve it.

Then a stunning enchantress beauty suddenly appears, is this something a normal man can withstand? Damn, this Illusion Realm better not be so messed up!

As Chen Che pondered, he suddenly heard a commotion.

"Why is it so noisy outside?"

With a doubtful heart, he put on a coat, opened the wooden door of the thatched house, and when he pushed it open and looked out, he was stunned.

A blanket of snow covered the green mountains.

Several figures knelt in the snow.

Leading them, a figure draped in a robe, shoulders already covered in thick snow, his youthful dominant presence displaying the majesty of an emperor.

Upon seeing him emerge, those dragon-like eyes quivered with excitement, and he bowed ceremoniously with fists clasped, saying loudly, "Sir! You have finally come out!

The Qin King Ying Zheng, wishes with the position of Imperial Tutor, and the ceremony of nobles to invite sir out of seclusion, to assist my Qin, and conquer the six states!"

Chen Che’s heart was struck hard.

Qin King Ying Zheng?!

Six states?!

Warring States!

Imperial Tutor position, noble ceremony?!

Goddamn, Xu Ziang!

You talked about an enchantress! You didn’t say the enchantress was Ying Zheng!

What man can resist this enchantress’s temptation?!

Chen Che remained silent, Ying Zheng steadfastly focused on this gentleman’s face, and merely waved his sleeve. A young child stepped forward, meeting his father emperor’s gaze, the child knelt and said loudly: "Fu Su requests sir to take me as a disciple!

Please teach Fu Su!

Fu Su is willing to serve sir for life!"

Prince Fu Su?!

Ying Zheng’s eldest son?!

Want him to be the tutor?!

Memories emerge.

Ying Zheng had already led Prince Fu Su and the civil and military officials to plead with him in this vast snowy field for three days!

Chen Che’s lips trembled as Ying Zheng bent once more to speak: "Sir, today, the six kingdoms are in constant turmoil, ambitious yet shallow, scripts are not uniform, carriages are not aligned.

In this chaotic world, which has lasted for over a hundred years with devastation everywhere, all within the six kingdoms are narrow-minded, only our Great Qin has the potential to unify the world!

Sir, do you still remember you once said it yourself?

A single character can have seven different writings!

It is too disordered, isn’t it?

Sir, you once said while drunk.

If all under heaven belonged to one nation, all spoke one language, all measured with one standard, all used the same currency.

What a splendid and magnificent nation that would be.

It would last thousands of years!

Sir, what you mentioned, Ying Zheng has always remembered in his heart.

Today, Great Qin is on the verge of annexing the world.

The majestic and high-spirited Great Qin is like a battle chariot pressing forward, lacking only someone to steer it.

Sir, Ying Zheng knows your great talent!

Only you can steer Great Qin, charging ever forward.

Sir!

Ying Zheng is willing to be your puppet!

Follow your command, only asking you to come down from the mountain, instruct my son Fu Su, assist me in unifying the six kingdoms under Great Qin!"

As the emperor’s words fell, the officials, who had been worn out after days and nights in the snow, rose and together their voices shook the mountains.

"Please descend from the mountain, Sir! Assist our Great Qin!"

At this moment.

Chen Che’s heart was already in turmoil!

...

Council Hall.

Everyone who saw the illusion was bewildered.

"Didn’t you say it was a succubus? How is his succubus this?" Guan Ning returned from shock, turning to look at Xu Ziang.

Xu Ziang was also stunned by the scene, his lips moving with confusion, saying, "I... how would I know... Before when others experienced illusions with the enchanting soul, it was either women or lost in wealth and money, but this... this so-called conferring of kingship... What Qin, what uniting the six kingdoms... how would I know..."

Xu Ziang stammered, already utterly shocked.

The others around were the same.

An Nishang’s eyes flickered.

Unifying the six kingdoms, conferring kingship. Is this your deepest ambition?

The four words ’conferring kingship’ were enough to shake everyone’s heart present.

A career-driven man must deeply yearn for those four words?

Although they didn’t know who this so-called King of Qin, Ying Zheng was.

But the dragon qi surrounding the civil and military officials was enough to let everyone know this so-called King of Qin, Ying Zheng, was no simple person.

To have such a person, become their puppet, only wanting oneself to lead this nation to unify the six kingdoms.

Can one refuse? Can they really?

...

Chen Che didn’t know.

If his first crossing led him here, to experience this, he would set forth without hesitation, he would let Great Qin annex the six countries in the shortest time.

He would let Fu Su know that emperors could be benevolent, but must not be dominated by Confucian thoughts.

The Hundred Schools of Thought are but tools for the emperor.

Not the emperor’s faith!

He would not let Great Qin fall at the second generation.

He would not let the so-called violent Qin arise.

He wanted to make Qin a dynasty that reverberated through the ages.

He wanted Fu Su to become a literate and wise emperor.

He wanted to leave his name in the annals of history.

But... this is false.

Everything is but the allure of an illusion.

He cannot acknowledge, facing these hopeful gazes, he must cruelly refuse.

He must refuse all of Ying Zheng’s requests, the greatest man in Chinese history!

He cannot show the slightest inclination.

Otherwise.

His mission would fail.

He wants to say out loud: I refuse, I will not, I cannot.

But the words tremble on his lips, unable to come out.

Who can refuse?

Who could utter those words?

Who?

Chen Che’s lips quivered.

Only those in the council hall could understand what kind of divine struggle he was experiencing at this moment!