Zichuan Yuanxing Was Set Up, Chaos in the Imperial Capital, Father Lin Junyu

"The Chief Commander led the clan's Central Army and Imperial Guards out of the city to meet the enemy, only to fall into an ambush."

"The entire army suffered devastating losses, and the Chief Commander himself was severely wounded on the battlefield!"

"Escorted by his personal guards, he escaped back to Imperial Capital City!"

"The Chief Commander is now gravely wounded and unconscious, his life hanging in the balance. Imperial Capital City's defenses are weak—there is a danger that it may fall!"

The messenger's words struck everyone present like a bolt from the blue.

"What?!"

Ge Yingxing had considered that the outcome might be terrible, but he had never imagined it would be this terrible.

Overwhelmed by the shock, Ge Yingxing collapsed to the ground.

"My lord!"

Such dreadful news had come from the Imperial Capital, and now his lord had fainted as well. What were they supposed to do?

The messenger withdrew, and only after some time did Ge Yingxing regain consciousness.

After pondering for a moment, he summoned a personal guard.

He handed a letter to the guard and told him to find Zichuan Xiu.

The Far Eastern Army was now locked in battle with the demon army and could not withdraw easily.

If they retreated rashly, the demon army would surely pursue and slaughter them, making the situation even worse.

So he placed all his hopes on this eleven-year-old boy.

He hoped the boy could create a miracle.

He also hoped that the person behind him would act for Zichuan Xiu's sake and protect the clan.

The prince galloped away on horseback, carrying all of Ge Yingxing's hopes with him.

At this moment, the people of the Imperial Capital had already received news that the Chief Commander had been ambushed and severely wounded.

The entire Imperial Capital descended into chaos, as everyone began to fear that the Flowing Wind Clan would storm the city, burn, kill, and plunder.

Flowing Wind Xishan was in no hurry to attack Imperial Capital City, which was already within his grasp. Instead, he dispatched fifty thousand infantrymen to surround it.

He then gathered the bulk of his forces and focused on encircling and exterminating the remaining Imperial Guards and Central Army.

At this critical moment—

An eleven-year-old boy led eight hundred cavalry cadets into the chaotic Imperial Capital.

After entering the city, the first thing Zichuan Xiu did was arrange for men to take control of the Imperial Capital's four gates and stabilize the situation.

Then, without stopping for even a moment, he rushed to the Chief Commander's residence.

There, he saw Zichuan Yuanxing lying in bed, barely breathing.

"Godfather!"

Eleven-year-old Zichuan Xiu was still only a child, after all.

Seeing the godfather who had always treated him so well on the verge of passing away, panic, grief, and helplessness overwhelmed him in an instant. Tears streamed down his face as he threw himself beside the bed.

The moment little Ning saw her brother had arrived, she finally found someone to rely on.

She ran into Zichuan Xiu's arms, and the two clung to each other and wept bitterly.

Perhaps sensing that both his children had arrived, Zichuan Yuanxing forced open his eyes with his last breath.

"Ning, Xiu, you're here? Cough, cough."

Zichuan Yuanxing struggled to prop himself up and looked at the two children before him.

"Father!"

"Godfather!"

Seeing Zichuan Yuanxing awaken, Zichuan Xiu and Zichuan Ning cried out in surprise.

"Cough, cough. I'm afraid I cannot hold on much longer. Xiu, Ning, listen carefully to what I'm about to say!"

"Father, you'll be fine!"

"Godfather!"

"Xiu, after I die, you must take good care of your sister. You must swear before me that you will protect your sister and the Zichuan Clan to the death!"

Zichuan Yuanxing knew that his body could not hold on for much longer.

The only things he could not set aside were the clan and his daughter.

Zichuan Xiu was not his biological son, after all, so he still had some concerns.

Zichuan Xiu resolutely raised his hand and swore solemnly.

"I, Zichuan Xiu, swear loyalty to Zichuan Ning and loyalty to the Zichuan Clan. For Her Highness Zichuan Ning, heir to the clan, I am willing to give everything!"

Hearing Zichuan Xiu's oath, Zichuan Yuanxing finally smiled. He nodded in relief, then looked toward his daughter.

"An Ning, I don't have much time left. From now on, you must shoulder the family's future. You are the family's only heir."

"But you are still too young. Until you grow up, I have appointed my younger brother, Canxing, to temporarily serve as the family's acting chief and stabilize the situation."

"When you come of age, he will return the power to you. He has always listened to me, his elder brother."

"Lastly, remember this: you must be wary of Yang Minghua. His ambition is greater than I imagined."

"You must be careful of him!"

After saying this, Zichuan Yuanxing's breath ceased. At the very end of his life, he finally saw through some of their true faces.

Only the three of them knew the army's route, yet the Flowing Wind Clan had been able to set an ambush there beforehand.

There had to be a problem with either Zichuan Canxing or Yang Minghua.

Compared to his younger brother, whom he trusted, he was more inclined to suspect Yang Minghua.

But he had no evidence, nor did he have the time to expose him.

Burdened with endless regret and worry, Zichuan Yuanxing, the heroic chief of a generation of the Zichuan Clan, passed away.

And after Zichuan Yuanxing's death, the only people in the entire Imperial Capital capable of taking charge of the situation

were Deputy Chief Zichuan Canxing and High Commander Yang Minghua.

They convened an emergency meeting and announced the death of Zichuan Yuanxing, the clan chief.

Having received his elder brother's final appointment, Zichuan Canxing became the new chief of the Zichuan Clan.

In order to stabilize the situation and placate Yang Minghua, who already harbored ambitions of usurping power, the clan decided to confer upon him the title of Supreme Commander, placing all military commanders and officers under his authority.

They also handed him the matter of the Flowing Wind Clan's army pressing against the city walls.

After accepting the appointment, Yang Minghua gave the matter careful thought and decided to cede territory in exchange for peace with the Flowing Wind Clan.

The moment the news came out, the entire Imperial Capital erupted.

This was the first time the Zichuan Clan had suffered such humiliation, having to cede land to others.

When Zichuan Xiu heard of it, he flew into a rage.

Consumed by anger, he immediately led eight hundred cavalry cadets to the command headquarters, drew his sword, and pointed it at Yang Minghua, who was preparing to cede territory.

Zichuan Xiu's actions immediately won the approval and support of all the Imperial Capital's citizens and officers.

Yang Minghua stared darkly at the young Zichuan Xiu.

Although Zichuan Xiu had stopped Yang Minghua from ceding territory for peace, he had also completely offended him in the process.

After returning to his residence, Zichuan Xiu had no idea how to resolve the crisis before him.

He came to Manor No. 9527, where the quiet and peaceful atmosphere instantly soothed the agitation and unease he had carried from outside.

Zichuan Xiu walked through the neatly trimmed garden of flowers, grass, and trees, arriving before a building that resembled Gothic architecture.

A handsome young man was on the lawn in front of the building, holding a horse stance as he practiced a set of martial arts Zichuan Xiu could not understand.

The entire Imperial Capital was in turmoil and chaos, yet this place alone seemed isolated from the world.

Nothing happening outside seemed capable of shaking the tranquility here in the slightest.

"Godfather!"

Now, Zichuan Xiu had only one godfather left—Lin Junyu.

"Oh, you're back? Want something to eat? I'll make it for you!"

"Perfect, there are still ingredients in the kitchen. I'll make your favorite braised pork ribs!"

Lin Junyu was practicing Tai Chi. He had discovered that when he practiced it, his absorption of spiritual energy from heaven and earth became faster.

So he was currently analyzing the principles behind that spiritual energy.

He had discovered that some things from his previous life seemed quite useful after he gained the ability to sense spiritual energy.