In addition, Zhao Ya slaughtered the elders of the Profound Sun Sect as if no one could stop him.
For a moment, the Profound Sun Sect and the noble families were thrown into chaos, their defeat apparent.
Witnessing this scene, the soldiers under Yan Sifu, who were lurking from a distance and trying to exploit the situation, were all shaken to their core.
"General, what should we do now? Should we continue to fight?"
"Fight my ass, can you stop this Zhao Ya?" The leading officer was clear-headed and rebuked, then waved his hand.
"Retreat immediately!"
If they linger any longer, they would surely suffer, and if the Capital Prefecture defeated the Profound Sun Sect and then turned against them, it would be troublesome.
But just as they planned to take advantage of the night to retreat, chaos erupted behind them suddenly.
The leading officer was startled and shouted, "What happened?"
Before the words had finished, an army charged forward as if entering an unguarded territory.
At the forefront was a woman wielding a long sword.
Recognizing the woman, the officer gasped.
It was none other than the sister of the late emperor, the prodigy of the Washing Sword Manor, Yan Xizhao.
She led her elite troops forward like a hot knife through butter.
Wherever they went, Yan Sifu’s soldiers were slain without even a chance to resist.
"Your Highness, I am an officer under Prince Qi, and we are here to eliminate Wei Ni..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yan Xizhao’s sword had already swung out, directly killing the officer.
Without their commanding officer, the remaining soldiers fell into greater disarray.
Many began to flee in all directions.
Yan Xizhao ignored them and continued to charge forward.
Such a grand scene had already alerted the people of the Capital Prefecture.
Upon seeing Yan Xizhao leading the charge, many were visibly shocked.
Only a few people were internally shaken, realizing that the troops led by Yan Xizhao were likely the legendary private army controlled by successive emperors of Great Yan.
Zhao Ya naturally noticed this scene as well, so after finishing off Lin Shizan, the Patriarch of the Lin Family, with a single stroke, he leaped to Yan Xizhao’s side.
"Miss Yan, I have already killed Xie Tianfeng, the Sect Leader of the Profound Sun Sect. The remaining traitors are yours to deal with." Zhao Ya said naturally.
Unexpectedly, Yan Xizhao did not refuse but nodded instead.
"Alright!"
Zhao Ya smiled.
He knew that since Yan Xizhao was involved, it wasn’t just for the fun of watching.
Compared to the Capital Prefecture, which was neutral or even inclined towards Great Yan, it was the traitors led by Wei Tianlin and the Profound Sun Sect that Yan Xizhao wanted to eliminate the most.
This matter was most suited to him.
And Zhao Ya was right; Yan Xizhao’s purpose in coming was exactly that.
However, as she charged forward, Yan Xizhao suddenly whispered to Zhao Ya, "Do me a favor, kill Yan Sifu for me."
Zhao Ya was slightly taken aback but by the time he regained his composure, Yan Xizhao and her team were already far ahead.
Zhao Ya glanced thoughtfully at Yan Xizhao’s retreating figure, gaining a new understanding of her.
With Yan Xizhao’s strength and the power she currently commanded, killing Yan Sifu would be extremely easy.
But she asked him to do it instead, and the reason was quite simple.
After all, she was a member of the Great Yan royal family, and if she personally killed Yan Sifu, it would easily become a point of contention.
On the contrary, if Zhao Ya were to kill Yan Sifu, the matter would be much simpler.
Zhao Ya wasn’t surprised by this reason.
What truly surprised him was Yan Xizhao’s decisiveness and ruthlessness.
She was determined to kill Yan Sifu no matter what!
But for this outcome, Zhao Ya was more than pleased.
After all, for someone like Yan Sifu, the more he died, the less one had to worry, so Zhao Ya was very willing to help.
If they wanted Yan Sifu dead, tonight would be the best time. Once tonight passed, taking action would be much less justified.
Therefore, Zhao Ya quickly looted Xie Tianfeng’s corpse amidst the chaos, then said to Lu Dingtai.
"Master, I’m going out for something."
"Alright, be careful." Lu Dingtai said with a smile.
After the recent battle, Lu Dingtai was completely at ease.
Because he could see that Zhao Ya’s advancement in the Fifth Realm was exceptionally solid, even much stronger than when he himself had broken through.
And with the Gale Saber Technique that had changed beyond recognition yet increased in power, Mo Qi’s words were indeed not exaggerated.
Except for some forbidden areas beyond the world, there’s hardly any place in the world that can stop Zhao Ya.
Zhao Ya nodded in agreement, then leaped into the darkness.
Miao Shaocheng and Xu De approached Lu Dingtai full of envy, Miao Shaocheng couldn’t help but say.
"Master, has junior brother opened his meridians?"
"Not yet, his meridians are not opened, so he is still in the Fifth Realm." Lu Dingtai said.
"Only in the Fifth Realm..." Miao Shaocheng was momentarily at a loss for words.
To him, the Fifth Realm was a lifelong dream, yet in Lu Dingtai’s words, it was just an "only."
Not only him, but even Xu De was a bit speechless.
As if sensing his two disciples’ disappointment, Lu Dingtai turned back to glance at them, then smiled.
"You needn’t be discouraged, Zhao Ya is different from you, his talent is destined. To him, the Fifth Realm or even opening the meridians is just a beginning."
"In this vast world, there are hardly any geniuses like your junior brother, so you needn’t belittle yourselves. After all, ordinary people have their way of living."
Though meant to comfort, these words felt awkward to Miao Shaocheng and Xu De.
"Master..."
"Hmm?"
"Actually, if you’re not good at comforting people, there’s no need to force yourself." Miao Shaocheng said.
Xu De agreed wholeheartedly.
Meanwhile, Shang Luoluo, who was secretly watching from the tallest point in the Capital Prefecture, couldn’t help but sigh in relief.
In any case, the result was good.
The sudden return of Zhao Ya and the slaying of Xie Tianfeng was a great surprise to Shang Luoluo.
But where did he go now?
Not only was she puzzled by this.
Shang Jingchuan and Wang Tiancheng and others didn’t know where Zhao Ya went either.
However, with the battle just concluded, many things needed attention, the battlefield needed clearing, the wounded needed tending, and the deceased needed proper arrangements.
They also needed to send people to closely monitor the outcome of Yan Xizhao’s battle with the Noble Families.
Amidst this myriad of tasks, everyone had no time to worry about Zhao Ya’s matters and became busy.
Meanwhile, in Prince Qi’s Mansion, Yan Sifu was completely unaware of the outside happenings, still dreaming of ascending to the throne amidst the flattery of many "court officials."
"Your Majesty, after this battle, surely Wei Ni and the Capital Prefecture will be thoroughly cleared, and no one will stop you from entering the palace." An official flattered.
Yan Sifu’s face was glowing, feeling an uncontrollable surge of emotion.
"Good, once I ascend the throne, I will surely reward those meritorious officials."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
The officials acclaimed long live, just as they were thanking him, a shout suddenly came from outside the window.
"Who’s there?"
Then came a series of screams.
The sounds reached inside, making the atmosphere suddenly tense.
Yan Sifu’s face instantly went pale.
"What’s going on? Who’s causing a ruckus outside?"
No one answered.
The outside suddenly became deathly silent.
The officials, who were just jubilant, were now pale, some shook with fear, unable to stand steadily.
Yan Sifu tried to maintain composure, just about to say something to stabilize everyone.
At that moment, a window suddenly exploded, several stones shot in like bullets, straight at Yan Sifu seated at the head.
Yan Sifu was almost scared senseless, instinctively shouting, "Save me!"
But those officials, usually the most eager to show loyalty, now kept their distance, afraid of being affected.
With two muffled thuds, two stones hit Yan Sifu’s chest, but no blood was seen, instead, they bounced to the ground.
Yan Sifu, being extremely cautious with his life, always wore protective armor to guard against danger.
Even so, the powerful impact made Yan Sifu cry out in pain.
But soon his cries abruptly stopped.
Because just then, a dark figure dashed into the room, then the officials felt like a light exploded before them.
Once the light dimmed, there was no one in the room, only Yan Sifu seated at the head.
"Your Majesty!" Someone tried to call out tentatively.
In the next second, a thin line of blood appeared on Yan Sifu’s throat, then the wound rapidly widened.
Blood spurted out, staining the table in front, astonishing everyone present.