Capital.

Prince Jin’s Mansion.

Secretary Zhang Yu, along with some of Prince Jin’s confidantes, were gathered in the hall at this time.

As for Gong Shu, Cao Wushang, and other high-ranking members of the Five Families under Prince Jin, as well as Nether Young Master Chen Tang and others, none were to be seen.

After successfully ambushing Fan Ye at the National Guest House yesterday, Prince Jin, who knew the true ins and outs, was so furious that he spat blood and fainted.

Zhang Yu and others immediately carried him back and hurriedly sent him into the seclusion chamber where Prince Jin had been cultivating.

Gong Shu, Chen Tang, and others came to take a glance before leaving under various pretexts, one after another.

They never came back again…

“Prince will recover from his injuries very soon. Once he emerges from seclusion, he will certainly make them pay.”

“A bunch of ingrates, feigning loyalty, total scumbags.”

The core members of Prince Jin’s Mansion were still in the dark, and they spoke of the matter with indignation.

It was at this time that sudden news came.

“Secretary Zhang, something terrible has happened in the Northwest…”

A spy, looking completely distraught, stumbled into the hall, “Today was supposed to be Ye Fan’s funeral in An City Lu Family, where the Eight Great Families gathered, intending to exhume and examine his body.”

“Who would have expected that Ye Fan suddenly returned, he actually wasn’t dead, and had even reached the Peak of Martial Saint Realm…”

“The eight Family Heads of the Eight Great Families committed suicide on the spot to apologize, and now An City is completely dominated by the Lu Family.”

“Even the forces that had previously sided with Prince, such as Mortal Alliance, Tianji Pavilion, Tiankui Base, and the Guo Family, the Wang Family, have all switched sides, and nearly all of Prince’s power in the Northwest was uprooted in one day…”

“Pfft!”

Prepared for the worst, Zhang Yu gently bit open a blood packet in his mouth, spitting out a mouthful of staged blood, his expression one of grief and fury as he roared, “Ye Fan? Fan Ye? A splendid sleight of hand, a great deception, Prince and all of us were played by him!”

The core and high-level members of Prince Jin’s Mansion also abruptly came to a realization, their eyes nearly splitting with rage as they cursed aloud.

“Utterly shameless, to use such tactics…”

“Now it’s over; with Ye Fan not dead, upon his return, he immediately quelled the unrest in the Northwest, and even managed to siphon off a vast amount of cultivation resources from Prince using Mortal Alliance and the Guo Family, the Wang Family.”

“To make things worse, he managed to turn the Capital upside down just by posing as Fan Ye in a matter of days.”

“It seems likely that even yesterday’s ambush on Fan Ye was just an act, with the Cao Family and Gong Family merely colluding with Ye Fan, and in fact, they had already defected.”

“However, it doesn’t matter. Even if he’s not dead, he’s only at the Peak of Martial Saint Realm. Once Prince emerges from seclusion, he’s at least in the Late-stage of Divinity Transformation Realm, and can surely slay him.”

“Besides, in the Northwest, we have arrangements within the Red Tiger Army Camp as well—send a message there at once.”

“As long as Gu Tang and Gu Changsheng are captured, and we control the entire Red Tiger Army Camp, there may still be hope for turning the situation in the Northwest around…”

While Prince Jin’s Mansion was in chaos, filled with roars of outrage, the events that unfolded in An City had already spread throughout the entire Capital.

The Prime Minister Manor, Town Martial Hall, Ling Family, Mu Family, Gong Family, Cao Family, and others naturally had their own reactions.

Meanwhile, Emperor Ji Yuchen in the Imperial Palace could barely contain his laughter, “What a vicious move. Yesterday, Ye Fan made that old fellow Prince Jin cough up blood in anger. If he knew what happened in An City, he might very well die of rage today.”

“Even if he survives, he’s now nothing but a toothless tiger.”

“This Emperor is curious to see, on the soon-to-come day of the Imperial Wedding, what resources Prince Jin can still muster for his insurrection… Ye Fan, you really are my lucky star. How should this Emperor properly thank you later?”

An City.

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Within just over an hour, the entire Lu Family had undergone a complete transformation.

Inside and outside the courtyard, all the white silk and white flowers had been put away and discarded, replaced by festive red decorations.

A funeral had turned into a grand celebration in the blink of an eye, causing all who saw it to sigh in astonishment.

But the seven corpses with shattered skulls in the courtyard remained there, uncleaned, a gruesome scene yet a powerful deterrent.

On both sides of the outside staircase, over a hundred strong members of the Eight Great Families were still kneeling upright.

Inside, Old Du, performing the Golden Chicken Stance, was now on the brink of death, his head drooping, unable to be lifted, his life force nearly exhausted, like the flickering flame in the wind…

Approaching noon.

The eight temporary patriarchs of the Eight Great Families who had left earlier had not yet returned!

Instead, hurriedly leaving and those who were not present at the time but had prepared gifts upon hearing the news, key figures from various large and small families of An City arrived one after another, even before them.

Each family brought carts full of various gifts, the value of which was astounding.

Groups of people came and went, and then came again, making today’s Lu Family Courtyard livelier than ever before.

All the gift-bearing guests passing through the gates of the Lu Family, upon seeing the Eight Great Families’ strong members kneeling on either side of the staircase, also couldn’t help but express their thoughts.

“Today’s Lu Family truly has an extraordinary presence! Who would have dared to imagine such a scene before?”

“Isn’t that the truth? Over a hundred high-level and elite members of the Martial Venerable Realm or higher, kneeling in two rows outside the gates of the Lu Family to receive and see off guests; such thorough courtesy exhibited by the Eight Great Families…”

While everyone gathered around from near and far, pointing and discussing, dozens of large trucks lined up in a long procession, roaring towards this place.

The reparations presented by the Eight Great Families to the Lu Family had arrived.

And they had spared no expense, almost turning their own family vaults inside out, not daring to withhold even a single hair.

The eight temporary patriarchs led groups of their own clansmen, some with a few dozen, others with hundreds, all swarming toward the Lu Family Courtyard!

These were the very perpetrators listed as executors of the assassination attempt, not a single one missing, all being escorted over.

Though each one had a face of sorrow, none dared to show any hint of anger.

After entering the courtyard, they all knelt to the ground with a thud, a massive dark swath of people.

“Had we known this day would come, why act recklessly in the first place?”

“Brother Fan is the Young Marshal, even according to the laws of Great Xia, your daring to assassinate Brother Fan is a capital offense punishable by death.”

Guo Li’s gaze was ice-cold as he swept over the group, and after the members of the Mortal Alliance were individually verified, he bellowed, “Do I need to remind you what should be done?”

“Pfft!”

“Pfft, pfft…”

No sooner had his words ended, when sounds of pfft followed in quick succession.

A total of three hundred and sixteen elite members from the Eight Great Families, each raised a palm to their forehead and crushed their own spiritual palace, dying on the spot.

For a moment, the air was filled with a strong stench of blood; bodies were strewn everywhere, startling the onlookers from An City within and without the courtyard into a tumult of discussion.

With this, the matter of Ye Fan’s assassination in the Northwest could be considered concluded.

Ye Fan faked his death and escaped, caused a huge stir in the Capital, slaughtering the legitimate line of Prince Jin… Three days later, he returned once more, shaking the entire Northwest again!

Guo Li cupped his fists and bowed to Lu Zhongting, declaring loudly, “Second Master Lu, what follows is for your Lu Family to handle, the Eight Great Families have bullied you too far, and you have every right to seek revenge for grudges and retaliate for enmity!”

“Whatever the Lu Family plans to do, you can go ahead with confidence, the Mortal Alliance and Brother Fan are your strongest backings…”

“Thud!”

As his words finished, the eight temporary patriarchs who had been standing with bated breath at the side, as if having agreed beforehand, all turned towards Lu Zhongting and Wei Zhengyang amongst the Lu Family’s senior members, and uniformly knelt down in a row again…

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