Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

Although the mysterious, fragrant woman left, she neither lifted the spell on him nor removed the veil from his face.

A cold wind was blowing gently as he lay there on the unknown grass.

All I could hear was the sound of the wind.

The fragrance at the tip of my nose gradually became faint.

He now boldly guesses that it should be a woman's undergarment.

However, its owner must be dead.

Although the mysterious, fragrant woman had gently wiped away the bloodstains on his face, he could still feel the warmth when it first splashed onto his face.

I'll probably never forget it.

Based on that faint ray of sunlight, he roughly guessed that it must be dawn.

I don't know how long it took,

He felt he could finally move and instantly ripped the things off his face.

At first glance, it is indeed a woman's undergarment.

I wonder who that person is; they really know how to have fun.

Fortunately, I was not sexually exploited by them.

It feels so good to be alive!

Fan Zui stretched out his arms, feeling sore all over.

Looking around, this place was indeed a flower garden, with several colorful butterflies fluttering about.

Fan Zui breathed a heavy sigh of relief, feeling as if he had been reborn.

From this day forward, he must redouble his efforts and work even harder in his spiritual practice.

Otherwise, sooner or later, she would become another witch's bedmate, a young model with no way to resist.

But who is it that saved me today?

Why did she attack and kill the disciples of the Hehuan Sect to rescue herself, without leaving her name or making any other explanation?

He didn't even say a single word the entire time.

I must find her!

After regaining some of his mobility, Fan Zui headed towards Yangzhou City, following the directions he remembered.

In a short time, he was carried out of Yangzhou City by that mysterious, fragrant beauty.

Arriving at the city gate, looking up, one can still see traces of gunpowder on the city wall, a testament to the carnage of the previous night.

Beneath the city wall, there was also the ear of some unfortunate soul, dripping with blood.

The soil on the ground was soaked with blood.

On the city wall, beneath the marks of swords and spears, the character "州" (zhou) hangs crookedly between the two characters for Yangzhou, as if it might fall off at any moment.

The city gates were wide open and unguarded.

Just as Fan Zui was in a daze, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly came.

The ground shook, and if you looked closely, you could see tiny particles on the ground bouncing around.

It was like ten thousand horses galloping across the land, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to split.

Before long, a group of heavily armored knights in black stopped at the city gate.

The leader was a burly man, tall and imposing, with strong, powerful muscles, exuding an aura of power. His face was rugged, and his deep-set eyes revealed a valiant spirit.

He sat high on his horse, looking down at the somewhat disheveled-looking boy standing below the city gate, and said calmly and gently:

"Yang Hubiao of the Annihilation Army, acting on the orders of the Sword Master, has come to escort the Crown Prince back to the capital. Your Highness, let's go."

Fan Zui glanced at it and recognized the Annihilation Army.

This is a powerful army created by the man who is the number one swordsman in the world, and who is respectfully called the Sword Master.

From its inception, this army has been invincible, unstoppable, and has never suffered a defeat.

Their attire consisted of uniform black armor, giving them a unified and imposing appearance.

His steps were firm and powerful, his momentum was overwhelming, and it sent chills down one's spine.

Wherever the World Destroyer Army goes, it leaves behind only silence, coldness, and mutilated corpses.

They've come to take me back to the capital?

After a moment of contemplation, Fan Zui calmly said, "I still have some matters to attend to in Yangzhou. I will proceed to the capital after these matters are settled."

Yang Hubiao stared at the young man before him, his brows slightly furrowed, exuding an imposing aura without anger, and said:

"My orders are to bring you back to the capital immediately."

Fan Zui narrowed his eyes slightly, unfazed by the imposing presence, and calmly said:

"Before you left the capital, did the Sword Master also give you an order that instructed you to be so presumptuous towards the Crown Prince?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Hubiao, who was born into the World Destroyer Army and had always regarded the Sword Master as the person he admired most in his life, narrowed his eyes slightly and stared intently at the young man in front of him.

He looked down on this guy from the bottom of his heart. He had caused the Sword Master to lose all his cultivation back then, and now he was unable to cultivate and spent his days indulging in brothels.

No, it should be said that none of the million-strong World Destroyer Army, from generals at all levels to the fearless soldiers at the bottom, looked down on this prince who would one day lead them.

The anger in his heart had been suppressed for more than ten years. Now that he had finally met the real person, how could he not show any emotion?

However, since it is the Sword Master's order, Yang Hubiao will obey it even if it means death.

"Is there anything else that's holding you back? I'll take care of it for you."

Yang Hubiao tried his best to suppress his displeasure, fearing that he might lose control and slap the boy in front of him to death.

Before Fan Zui could speak, he spoke first:

"If you are concerned about the chaos in Yangzhou, you need not worry. A quarter of an hour ago, the Annihilation Army entered the city and killed all the rebels on the spot. Yangzhou is now safe and sound."

A quarter of an hour!

Just a quarter of an hour!

Fan Zui could not hide his shock.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked, "How many people came this time?"

"One hundred thousand."

Yang Hubiao spoke with an air of authority despite his lack of anger.

The 100,000-strong Annihilation Army possessed enough combat power to annihilate a nation and kill even a powerful expert at the Formless Realm.

Upon hearing this, Fan Zui fell silent, unsure of what to feel.

Even though he was unable to cultivate, his adoptive father and the old lady still valued him as much as ever, day after day, for ten years.

A sudden bitter feeling welled up in his heart, and his eyes became slightly moist.

Chapter 23 [The Old Lady's Life Hangs in the Balance]

Fan Mansion.

Upon returning here, Fan Zui was slightly taken aback.

As he walked, all he saw were ruins and broken walls, a testament to the intensity of the battle the previous night had been.

There must have been many experts fighting here, otherwise the damage wouldn't have been this severe.

but……

The Fan family mansion, however, remained completely unharmed.

It could even be said that there are quite a few leaves.

Can anyone tell him why?

In a daze, he couldn't help but wonder if he was dreaming.

In comparison, dreams are so illogical, unreasonable, and nonsensical.

Last night, although he was tied up and lying on a soft bed, looking at his surroundings, it wasn't hard to imagine the horror of the night before.

The ears under the city wall have not yet been taken away by wild dogs.

This shows how terrifying it is.

However, despite this great upheaval, the Fan family mansion remained completely unharmed.

Even the smoke from the fire didn't seem to reach this area.

In a daze, Fan Zui felt that he might still be dreaming.

In front of the Fan family mansion, a drunken old man, reeking of alcohol, lay sprawled by the flower bushes, his buttocks facing upwards, fast asleep.

Upon seeing this, Fan Zui's lips twitched slightly.

That old man Wang who guards the gate is asleep again.