Blood Saber King

Daji, whose loyalty remained at ninety percent, didn't dwell on the Yan family's weakness. Before leaving, Yan Mo Bei wanted to bury his clansmen, a request Qin Jun understood. He immediately had Daji create several large pits.

This display of power stunned Yan Mo Bei and the others. They hadn't expected Daji to be so strong, realizing she was likely far beyond the Foundation Establishment Realm!

No wonder Qin Jun dared to return to the Royal Capital; he truly had trump cards!

As the burial proceeded, ten children, including Yan San, began to weep uncontrollably. Qin Jun felt a pang of heartache and annoyance, but he didn't interrupt their grief. Instead, his killing intent towards Qin Yu intensified.

If Qin Yu ascended the throne, the Gan Yue Kingdom would likely not enter an era of peace. He was ruthless enough to annihilate an entire clan over a disagreement, but he had gone too far.

An emperor needed not only ruthlessness but also a sliver of compassion, especially towards the common people!

"Yan San, do you want revenge?"

After the simple funeral, Qin Jun asked, stroking Yan San's head. Yan Mo Bei and the three guards looked at them in surprise. The other children, though they had once mocked Yan San as a good-for-nothing, now set aside their past grievances in the face of their family's tragedy. They all turned to look at Yan San.

"Yes! I will avenge this in my lifetime!" Yan San declared, wiping his tears with a resolute expression.

Qin Jun couldn't help but sigh, Damn, if this kid were in a novel, he'd definitely be the protagonist!

Carrying the deep hatred of his family's massacre, a good-for-nothing rising to become an unparalleled genius – a classic protagonist template!

"Then will you follow me? I'll train you into a master, and then you can personally seek revenge!" Qin Jun asked with a smile, his expression like that of a sly fox.

"Yes!"

Yan San exclaimed excitedly. The other children looked on with envy. Qin Jun's actions had filled them with admiration; they now saw him as both a benefactor and an idol.

Yan Mo Bei hesitated, "Young Master... Yan San's aptitude..."

"You're mistaken!"

Qin Jun laughed heartily and turned to leave, with Daji and the Howling Celestial Dog following closely.

Seeing this, Yan Mo Bei suppressed his doubts and quickly led the remaining clansmen to follow.

Inside a spacious and grand palace, the Fifth Prince Qin Yu sat at his desk, reading. Only sixteen years old, he was as handsome as Qin Jun, dressed in brocade robes adorned with various jade beads. Beneath his sword-like eyebrows, his eyes were focused on the book in his hands, while two beautiful palace maids massaged his shoulders beside him.

The book he was reading was a classic case study on the power struggles of ministers throughout history. Such books were considered forbidden in the imperial palace, but his daring to read them revealed his ambition.

"Fifth Highness, the Blood Saber King requests an audience."

A young eunuch ran in and said softly. Qin Yu didn't turn his head, waving his hand in response, "Let him in."

The Blood Saber King was his confidant and a master at the eighth layer of the Foundation Establishment Realm!

He had also established an assassin organization known as the Blood Saber Organization, which had a certain reputation within the kingdom. They regularly accepted assassination missions, and no one would have guessed that this organization was actually under Qin Yu's control.

Soon, the Blood Saber Guard strode in. He wore a red robe, as if drenched in blood, and beneath his pale hair was a stern face. He appeared to be around forty years old, with a nearly five-foot-long saber at his waist.

As he entered, the temperature in the hall seemed to drop significantly, causing the two palace maids to tremble.

"How is it? Has the Yan family been completely eradicated?" Qin Yu asked dismissively, glancing at the Blood Saber King.

The Blood Saber Guard knelt on one knee and said in a deep voice, "Most of the Yan family has been killed, but Yan Mo Bei escaped with a group of Yan family children. I dispatched a squad of Blood Saber Guards to pursue them, but they have not returned. It is estimated they met with misfortune."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu immediately put down his book and looked up at the Blood Saber King. He frowned and asked, "Yan Mo Bei doesn't have Qi Cultivation. Are you suggesting someone is aiding the Yan family?"

There were few who dared to oppose him in the Royal Capital, but there were indeed some.

The Blood Saber King did not answer. He understood that Qin Yu was not asking him but was thinking aloud.

Furthermore, it was not appropriate for him to answer this question, as it might lead the naturally suspicious Qin Yu to overthink.

Among the princes, Qin Yu possessed the most imperial demeanor. Everyone working under him walked on thin ice, fearing they might say the wrong thing.

"You may go. I will have someone investigate Yan Mo Bei's whereabouts. Await my command!"

Qin Yu waved his hand. The Yan family was like a speck of dust in his eyes, easily wiped out. Now that someone was helping the Yan family, he wasn't particularly concerned, merely curious.

The Yan Bei Merchant Association was not the only merchant association in the Royal Capital.

The Blood Saber King bowed respectfully and then quickly departed. The hall returned to silence.

Qin Yu picked up his book and continued reading. The two palace maids remained silent, their expressions unchanged.

"We're approaching the Royal Capital."

Qin Jun said, looking at the magnificent city gates ahead. Daji and the Howling Celestial Dog behind him showed curiosity; it was their first time in the capital of a human kingdom.

Yan Mo Bei and the others, however, were somewhat nervous.

The city gates of the Royal Capital were ten meters high, cast in bronze, with intricate carvings of mythical beasts on their surface, exuding an immense solemnity. The city walls connected to the gates stretched out, forming an impenetrable barrier against the surrounding mountains and forests, their length unknown.

A squad of soldiers stood guard before the gates. Each soldier was at least at the fifth layer of Qi Cultivation, making it impossible for ordinary thieves to breach.

"Later, I'll have the Howling Celestial Dog accompany you inside, and Daji will help me sneak in." Qin Jun instructed, turning back. Although his demeanor had transformed, ordinary people wouldn't associate him with the Third Prince. However, these guards at the gate knew his appearance well. To be safe, he decided to sneak into the city quietly.

The Royal Capital was vast, far exceeding other cities. Once inside, hiding would be easy.

"This..." Yan Mo Bei looked at the Howling Celestial Dog with hesitation.

Rely on this mutt?

They'd probably be captured by Qin Yu's men the moment they entered, and this black dog would end up in a stew.

If the Howling Celestial Dog knew what he was thinking, it would have torn them to shreds.

"Don't worry, we'll meet as soon as we get inside," Qin Jun waved his hand.

Yan Mo Bei was immediately relieved upon hearing this.

Then, Daji put her arm around Qin Jun's waist, and the two of them vanished into thin air, leaving Yan Mo Bei and the others stunned.

This speed...

At the same time, Qin Jun opened his eyes and found himself already inside the Royal Capital. He and Daji were standing in a small alley, and the clamor from the street outside made Qin Jun feel as if he were dreaming.

After completely merging with this body, the previous owner's memories were equivalent to him having lived an extra sixteen years. He felt a sense of familiarity with everything in the Royal Capital.

The two walked out of the alley. On both sides of the street were various vendors, restaurants, and shops. Carriages and people bustled through the streets, lively and prosperous. Looking to the left, they could see the city gate. Yan Mo Bei and the others, who had just registered their identities with the city guards, were walking towards them.

"Royal Capital, I'm back. Everything here is destined to belong to me!"

Qin Jun turned and looked towards the center of the Royal Capital. In the distance, he could vaguely make out the silhouette of the imperial palace.