otherwise……
Although Cui Ning didn't continue speaking, Jiang Deng and the other two understood what he meant.
If they fail to capture the capital within three days, they will be defeated here!
Jiang Deng stroked his chin and told his plan, "It's not a big deal if the defenders in the city keep the gates closed and don't fight. How about the three of us fly into the city and open the gates?"
Cui Ning said worriedly, "Masters, you've already entered the city once. It won't be easy to go in again, right?"
"Um?"
Jiang Deng and the other two were all confused. "When have we ever been to Phoenix City?"
Cui Ning was stunned and said, "This morning, three immortal cultivators flew into Phoenix City on swords. Weren't they you three?"
"No! The three of us only arrived this afternoon and haven't even entered Phoenix City!"
After saying that, Jiang Deng and the other two looked at each other.
Since they were not the ones who entered Phoenix City, then who did?
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Phoenix City, inside the palace.
The dinner was brightly lit and extremely lively.
Lin Jun sat in the main seat, with the old emperor and empress on both sides, and sitting below him were Feng Jiuyou and Ying Ziru.
Fengjiu scratched her hair in distress. "I never thought I'd come back to visit my family, and I'd encounter rebels right at my doorstep."
Speaking of this, Feng Jiuyou was also speechless.
He and Ying Ziru were driven out of the secret realm early, so in order to get closer to Ying Ziru, the second-generation immortal, he invited him to visit the Fenglan Empire.
Who knew that the rebels would rise up and the Fenglan Empire would soon be destroyed!
Fortunately, he met his junior uncle Lin Jun on the way, and regarded Lin Jun as a life-saving straw, and hurriedly invited him to the palace.
Although he and Lin Jun are both Jindan realm cultivators, he is still only in the early stage of Jindan realm, while Lin Jun has reached the middle stage of Jindan realm in just half a month!
With this cultivation speed, he was definitely a child of destiny. How could he dare to be even slightly resentful? He wanted to worship the other party like an ancestor!
As soon as the emperor learned that Lin Jun was the junior master of the Taichu Sword Sect, he not only invited him to a banquet that day, but also gave up his seat and let Lin Jun sit in the main seat, trying to impress him so that he could turn the tide.
Of course, Ying Ziru’s treatment is not bad either.
Ying Ziru boasted as he drank, "If it weren't for the fact that we cultivators can't rashly kill mortals, with just the three of us, we could have wiped out those 100,000 rebels without a single one left!"
The old emperor smiled and said, "There's no need for the Immortal Lords to go on a killing spree. In five days, reinforcements from the nearby city defenses will arrive. As long as the Immortal Masters can hold the city gates during this time, we can turn defeat into victory."
Lin Jun raised his eyes, his brows cold as he said, "Why wait five days? In three days, open the city gates to meet the enemy."
"Hey?" Feng Jiuyou was stunned for a moment. "Uncle Master, aren't we cultivators forbidden from killing mortals with our own hands?"
"Who said you would kill them with your own hands?" Lin Jun said coldly, "As long as we use a few spells to amplify our soldiers and increase their strength tenfold, we will be able to defeat the rebels easily."
Upon hearing this, the old emperor clapped his hands excitedly, "Master, there's a way! Since we can handle this on our own, there's no need to wait five days, lest those poor soldiers come to me again to ask for credit and reward!"
"Come, Immortal Master, I offer you a toast!"
As he spoke, the old emperor raised his glass towards Lin Jun.
Lin Jun glanced at the old emperor, picked up the wine glass, and drank the wine in the glass. Apart from that, he did not say a word.
"Well……"
Feng Jiuyou and Ying Ziru looked at each other in surprise.
Both of them are sword cultivators, and they really don't understand what kind of magic can increase the strength of others. It feels like after studying in the Taichu Sword Sect for ten years, they don't know as much as Lin Jun, who has only been a few months into the sect.
I can only say that Junior Master Uncle is worthy of being Junior Master Uncle.
The banquet is over.
Lin Jun passed the amplification technique to Feng Jiuyou and Ying Ziru, "Three days later, you will follow the soldiers out of the city. Ying Ziru will raise his cultivation to the Jindan realm within these few days. By then, your spiritual power will be able to support the amplification of 8,000 people each."
Feng Jiuyou and Ying Ziru nodded thoughtfully, "We will go with the army to fight, what about you, Junior Master?"
Lin Jun remained calm and said, "I will naturally stay in the palace and take charge of the overall situation."
"Then this battle will completely depend on you, Junior Master!"
Seeing Lin Jun's calm look, Feng Jiuyou and Ying Ziru both calmed down.
With Junior Master-Uncle in charge, it seems the crisis facing the Fenglan Empire can be resolved!
After parting with Feng Jiuyou and the others, Lin Jun, under the guidance of the eunuch chief Lu Ronghua, walked along the imperial garden towards the palace where he would temporarily stay.
Because the old emperor had not yet appointed a crown prince, the East Palace in the imperial palace where the crown prince lived was still empty, so he gave this best palace to Lin Jun to live in.
Although it seemed to others that Lin Jun was here for the first time, he seemed very familiar with the route, as if he had walked it more than once.
This was definitely not his first time here.
As they walked further away, the gloom in Lin Jun's eyes grew thicker.
As early as the Duanmu Dynasty, when he was still the crown prince, he had walked this road leading to the Eastern Palace countless times. Even if he walked it again after many years, he could still find the right way with his eyes closed.
Lu Ronghua on the side made small talk, "My dear guest, you seem so familiar with the palace even though it's your first time here. Someone who didn't know you would think you've been here many times."
Hearing this, Lin Jun suddenly stopped and looked sideways at Lu Ronghua beside him. "Judging from your age, are you a palace maid left over from the previous dynasty?"
Lu Ronghua chuckled, "You have good eyesight, my dear guest. My family did enter the palace as early as the previous dynasty."
Lin Jun stared at Lu Ronghua intently, his voice filled with disgust. "Since you are from the Duanmu Dynasty, why are you still a slave to the Fenglan Empire?! Have you forgotten that it was the Fenglan Empire that destroyed the Duanmu Dynasty and massacred the entire Duanmu royal family?"
Lu Ronghua was stunned when he heard this. "Those were all things from the previous dynasty. What does such a blood feud have to do with an old eunuch like me?"
"Even if the Duanmu Dynasty hadn't been destroyed, wouldn't we still be eunuchs? It doesn't matter who we serve as slaves. What's more..."
Lu Ronghua chuckled, "Life in the Fenglan Empire was much better than in the Duanmu Dynasty. Back then, the Crown Prince was naughty and implicated us servants, so we were often punished."
At this point, Lu Ronghua narrowed his cloudy eyes and looked at Lin Jun, "Why do you look so familiar to me? You seem a bit like the crown prince back then..."
Lin Jun sneered, "Is there a possibility that I am the crown prince you mentioned, Eunuch Lu?"
"you!"
Lu Ronghua looked at Lin Jun's familiar features, and a hint of fear gradually emerged in his eyes, "Come..."
However, before he could call for help, Lin Jun suddenly grabbed Lu Ronghua's neck, his fingers gradually tightened, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.
"Now that the Duanmu Dynasty is gone, you old bastards should be buried with it!"
Lin Jun squeezed hard, and there was a sound of broken cervical vertebrae. Lu Ronghua's head tilted and he died.
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