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Southern Xiongnu Empire Capital Palace…
As the ruler of the entire Southern Xiongnu Empire, Xuan Ziming was constantly thinking about how to expand the territory of the Southern Xiongnu Empire further, even just a little bit more. Despite the years that had passed, and having gathered many skilled individuals and amassed nearly a million soldiers under strict secrecy, Xuan Ziming still felt it was not enough. He needed more powerful experts and more soldiers to overpower and swallow the neighboring Huaxia Nation, leaving a significant mark in history.
Therefore, after Warlord Han Lin recommended a man named ‘Ye Huan’, Xuan Ziming had already begun sending people to investigate Ye Huan. However, after such a long time, no information had been obtained. Instead, news spread throughout the Southern Xiongnu Empire that Ye Huan would come to the Southern Xiongnu Empire to rescue his family, which shocked Xuan Ziming greatly.
How many experts were there in the Southern Xiongnu Empire Palace? Even if it took a year to recruit a single Ninth Level Warrior, and with Xuan Ziming having been in power for over twenty years, one could imagine the extent to which the Southern Xiongnu Empire had developed; it was not an exaggeration to say it was like an impenetrable fortress.
Yet, regarding whether Ye Huan would truly come to the palace, Xuan Ziming held great concern…
……
On this day, two full days after Ye Huan and his companions set out from Thundercloud City, a caravan of over twenty people arrived at the City Gate beneath the towering walls of the Southern Xiongnu Empire Capital. They looked travel-worn as if they had journeyed for an extended period. On two carts in the caravan, various types of Ring-Handled Sabers were openly displayed in the air.
The leader of the group, standing at nearly six feet tall with a muscular build and a noticeable scar across his eye, stated during the soldiers' inspection that they were a merchant caravan dealing in professional weapons and presented their business certificate, which allowed them to pass without hindrance.
Soon after, the caravan was granted entry. Once inside the city, two members of the group lifted their heads and carefully surveyed everything in the royal capital. One of them cautiously approached the scarred man and asked, “Scarface, we’re already in the city. What should we do next?”
“Ye Huan, how many times have I told you not to call me Scarface? My name is Eastern Invincible. Do you understand what ‘invincible’ means?!” With an annoyed glance at his questioner, Eastern Invincible cursed the person who had left him with this scar long ago. Fortunately, that incident was from his youth and didn’t need further dwelling on.
The curious individual beside him was none other than Ye Huan.
Feeling embarrassed, Ye Huan awkwardly scratched his head and inadvertently voiced his thoughts. He couldn’t help but smile sheepishly while glancing around.
Perhaps due to its proximity to the Huaxia Nation, the architecture in the royal capital of the Southern Xiongnu Empire, including its layout and various shops, bore a striking resemblance to that of the Capital of Huaxia. It was unclear whether this was due to imitation or admiration for Huaxia Nation.
After walking for some time, Eastern Invincible finally spoke up: “Ye Huan, according to our lord’s instructions, we should go stay at the inn of the Eastern Family. You all need to stick close to us; otherwise…”
He didn’t finish his sentence, but Ye Huan understood that if they truly left the caravan's sight, those individuals would likely reveal that he had arrived at the Southern Xiongnu Empire Capital. By then, even if he wanted to take action, it was likely that preparations would already be made at the palace. Weighing his options, Ye Huan nodded and followed closely behind Eastern Invincible toward an inn…
Excessive caution often draws attention. The twenty-five experts from the Eastern Family appeared relatively calm; it was clear they were not new to playing roles as merchants. In contrast, both Zhang Ren and Ye Huan seemed overly anxious about being discovered, their expressions betraying their tension.
Everything was clear to a certain individual who had followed Ye Huan and the others into the city, and in a flash, he vanished into a narrow alley as they entered the capital.
Not long after Ye Huan and his companions arrived at the inn run by the Eastern Family, a document was presented to Xuan Ziming. It clearly stated that twenty-five members of the Eastern Family had transformed into a merchant caravan heading to the capital, and it mentioned two individuals with suspicious identities, accompanied by their portraits on the back.
"The Eastern Family? After so many years of being a loyal dog, it's time to get rid of them..."
Muttering softly in his Imperial Study, Xuan Ziming spoke these words before flipping the book to the back. Upon seeing how young the two individuals looked in the portraits, he couldn't help but furrow his brow and tossed the images into the air.
They did not fall normally; a shadow flashed by, and the portraits disappeared. A hoarse voice echoed in the empty Imperial Study: "Xuan Ziming, who are these people?"
"You don't need to ask who they are. Capture both of them and bring them to the palace. Kill everyone else. Also, wipe out the Eastern Family! I suspect that old fool Dongfang Hao has ulterior motives. Additionally, I will send someone to Thundercloud City to take control of the twenty thousand soldiers there..."
Calmly responding, Xuan Ziming showed no expression on his face. Anyone witnessing him conversing in this empty Imperial Study might think they were seeing things.
Then… there was nothing more. Xuan Ziming continued with his tasks as if everything that had just happened was merely a figment of imagination.
Meanwhile, having just settled into the inn, Ye Huan sneezed heavily and rubbed his nose. Looking at Eastern Invincible, who was resting with his eyes closed, Ye Huan couldn't shake off the feeling that this guy might be cursing him internally. So he boldly asked, "Brother Invincible, when are we making our move?"
"Making a move? Let's wait a bit longer! We'll talk about it at night!" Eastern Invincible replied without even opening his eyes while sitting on a long bench.
Given that Eastern Invincible was a Ninth Level Warrior, Ye Huan shrugged helplessly and decided to mimic him by closing his eyes to rest. However, for some reason, he felt restless; it was an odd sensation filled with unease.
Frustrated, he opened his eyes again. The feeling of unease not only persisted but intensified. Just as Ye Huan was about to ask Eastern Invincible if he had ever experienced something similar, suddenly…
In front of Ye Huan, both Eastern Invincible and the remaining twenty-four experts stood up as if facing a great enemy. They drew their Ring-Handled Sabers, their faces filled with vigilance.
What was happening? With a head full of questions, Ye Huan's anxiety grew stronger; he wished he could leave this place right away.
Suppressing his urge to flee, Ye Huan gently nudged Zhang Ren beside him and whispered, "Zhang Ren, what's going on?"
"A powerful Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy is approaching us; it’s likely a Ninth Level Warrior..." Zhang Ren's eyes were fixed on the entrance of the inn, beads of sweat forming on his forehead—clearly indicating how intense the pressure was.
"It’s not just any Ninth Level; I am already at Ninth Level Pinnacle. I've been stuck at this threshold for three years without making any progress. I can assure you that my Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy is nowhere near even one-tenth of what is coming!"
In an attempt to relieve some pressure, Eastern Invincible spoke, startling both Ye Huan and Zhang Ren, as the two words that popped into their minds simultaneously were: Tenth Level!
Even a Ninth Level Pinnacle warrior felt the terror; what else could it be if not Tenth Level?
With this thought, beads of sweat formed on Ye Huan's forehead. He cautiously took a step back, just about thirty centimeters, but that single step was enough. Outside the inn, a series of piercing sounds filled the air as a crimson shadow descended from the sky, gliding gracefully like a dragon across the horizon. It pierced through the roof of the inn and landed squarely behind Ye Huan, embedding itself into the ground!
Turning his head stiffly and looking slightly downward, Ye Huan's gaze fell upon a long sword that resembled crimson crystal. It measured three feet in length, was blade-less, and shone brilliantly without a hilt. At the end of the sword were two small characters engraved: Red Face!
‘What is this…’
Ye Huan felt as though he had seen this scene somewhere before. His brows knitted together tightly as he recalled after a moment; having played numerous online games in the Twenty-First Century, he finally remembered—damn it, Flying Sword!
Just as this thought inexplicably surfaced in his mind, soft footsteps echoed from the entrance, drawing everyone's attention, including Ye Huan's. He clearly saw an elderly man with white hair standing at the door, dressed in a Seven Star Robe and wearing a hairpin. He had a wine gourd at his waist and exuded an otherworldly aura, resembling an immortal. A gentle smile adorned his face, giving off a warm and friendly vibe.
However, aside from Ye Huan and Zhang Ren, all the experts from the Eastern Family knelt halfway on the ground upon the appearance of this Dao Robe-clad elder. Their once proud spines bent involuntarily under an immense pressure. Even the ground beneath them cracked into spiderweb-like fissures from their hard knees!
Noticing this scene sent a chill down Ye Huan's spine. Just as he was about to take another step back, the old man waved his hand. The long sword inscribed with "Red Face" instantly rose from the ground. In a state of panic, a sound akin to an ancient phoenix's cry soared into the sky, causing Ye Huan's head to spin slightly. A gust of wind swept past him as the Crimson Beauty Sword returned silently to hover in front of the elder's chest, creating an atmosphere that was bizarre to the extreme.
Suddenly, perhaps due to the wind generated by the Crimson Beauty Sword passing by his ear, two cuts appeared on Ye Huan's left ear, blood flowing out profusely. The pain jolted him awake as he found himself at a loss for what to do next.
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