In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

As the dawn broke, the battle in Luoxia City finally subsided.

The streets were littered with broken weapons and bloodstains, and the Dark Hall disciples were busy cleaning up the battlefield and treating the wounded.

In the attic, Li Zimo had put on a loose black robe for Zhao Feiyan. The hem of the robe hung down to her ankles, completely covering her body. However, it still couldn't hide the slight limp she walked with and the redness of her ears.

"I... I'll go down first." Zhao Feiyan lowered her head, wanting to escape from this atmosphere that made her panic.

Li Zimo reached out to stop her and handed her a healing pill: "Take it, it will be good for your body."

The girl took the pill, her fingertips touched his, then she hurriedly withdrew her hand, turned around and walked quickly downstairs. As soon as she reached the gate of the courtyard, she ran into Lin Shuang who came to look for Li Zimo.

"Fei Yan? What's wrong with you..." Lin Shuang saw the dark robe on her body and her unnatural gait, and a glimmer of understanding flashed in her eyes, but she did not ask any more questions. She just pointed to the main hall and said, "The Palace Master sent an envoy, saying that he has something important to discuss with Master Li. Miss Yu and Miss Yu Kexin are also there."

Zhao Feiyan nodded and ran towards her residence as if escaping, leaving Lin Shuang looking at her back and shaking her head helplessly.

When Li Zimo walked into the main hall, Yu Linglong and Yu Kexin were sitting at the table. Their green skirts and tight-fitting clothes were stained with blood, but they could not hide the joy in their eyes.

The Dark Hall envoy was a woman dressed in white. Seeing Li Zimo enter, she stood and saluted. "Young Master Li, the Hall Master has heard of the great victory in the battle of Luoxia City and has sent me here to deliver a message. In three days, the Dark Hall headquarters will hold a meeting. You and all the senior sisters of the Qingshuang Sword Sect are invited to attend to discuss the destruction of the Jinlei Sect, the Tianmo Palace, and the Lieyan Sect."

"Did the Palace Master mention any other arrangements?" Li Zimo sat down, took the tea handed to him by Yu Linglong, and glanced at the wounds on the two men. "Are you injured?"

Yu Linglong shook her head. "They're just minor injuries, nothing serious. We've already killed Elder Fentian, destroyed the crimson banner, and broken the Luoxia City defense formation. All we need to do now is eliminate the remaining forces."

Yu Kexin added, "Most of the martial artist-level disciples of the Flame Sect have surrendered to the Dark Palace. We will select a few reliable ones and have them lead the way to the Burning Fire Mountain branch."

During the discussion, a Dark Hall disciple hurried in to report, "Master Li, Elder Lin said that a large number of Golden Thunder Sect spies were spotted outside the city. They seemed to be trying to gather information about the battle situation in Luoxia City."

Li Zimo's eyes flashed with coldness. "You've arrived just in time. Linglong, you and Kexin will lead the Dark Hall disciples to capture these spies and find out the defenses of the Golden Thunder Sect. Arrange for the disciples of the Feijian Pavilion to rescue them as well. Linshuang, you will be responsible for comforting the people of Luoxia City and repairing the damaged houses. Feiyan..."

He paused and said, "Come with me to the attic to handle some follow-up matters."

As soon as Zhao Feiyan returned to her residence, she heard Li Zimo calling her. Her heart tightened, but she still went to the attic obediently.

The attic had been cleaned up at this time, the bloodstains and messy clothes on the ground had disappeared, leaving only a faint ambiguous atmosphere lingering in the air.

“Senior, you are looking for me…” She stood at the door, not daring to enter rashly.

Li Zimo sat on a chair by the window and beckoned her over. "Spies from the Golden Thunder Sect have appeared, and the upcoming battle will be even more dangerous. Your cultivation is too low, so it will be safer to stay at the Dark Palace headquarters."

Zhao Feiyan heard this, a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes: "Senior, are you trying to chase me away?"

"I'm not trying to chase you away." Li Zimo stood up and walked in front of her. "I need you to help me pass on the message to the headquarters. You are more familiar with the situation inside the Dark Palace than I am."

His words rekindled Zhao Feiyan's hope, and she nodded vigorously: "I will definitely do it!"

Li Zimo looked at her serious expression and couldn't help but reach out and ruffle her hair: "Go, pack your things, and return to the headquarters with the envoy tomorrow."

Zhao Feiyan responded and turned to leave with a much lighter step. Her previous shyness and uneasiness had been replaced by anticipation.

Outside the window, the disciples of the Dark Hall were still busy. The sunlight shone on the streets, dispelling the bloody smell of the night.

Yu Linglong and Yu Kexin have set off with their disciples. The green and purple figures gradually disappear in the morning light, laying a new foreshadowing for the upcoming battle at Jinlei Gate.

When night fell on Luoxia City again, Yu Linglong and Yu Kexin returned with several captured Jinleimen spies.

The meeting room was brightly lit with candles. Li Zimo, Lin Shuang, Zhao Feiyan and ten Qingshuang senior sisters were all present, and the atmosphere was solemn.

"Tell me! What has the Jinlei Sect done recently?" Yu Linglong slammed the Qingshuang Sword on the table. The cold light of the blade made the spies tremble all over.

The leading spy was a late-stage Wuling disciple. Seeing the situation was hopeless, he confessed truthfully, "Golden Thunder Sect... They've recently reinforced their defenses at Thunder Peak and invited two Martial Emperor elders from the Heavenly Demon Palace. They're supposedly preparing for a counterattack from the Dark Palace and the Qingshuang Sword Sect..."

"Demon Palace?" Li Zimo frowned. "Are they colluding with the Demon Palace?"

"Yes..." The spy continued, "The Heavenly Demon Palace promised that if the Golden Thunder Sect and the Fiery Flame Sect could stop you, they would help them annex the remaining forces in the Hundred Sects' Land and share the spiritual resources..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Shuang suddenly slammed the table and stood up: "No wonder Elder Fentian is helping the Lieyan Sect. It turns out that the Heavenly Demon Palace has long had the ambition to swallow up the land of the Hundred Sects!"

Yu Kexin sneered: "It's just right, let's destroy the Golden Thunder Sect and the Fiery Flame Sect first, and then go to meet the Heavenly Demon Palace!"

The ten Qingshuang Senior Sisters echoed this, their eyes filled with the flames of revenge. Zhao Feiyan stood aside, unable to interrupt, but diligently recording the intelligence from the spies. Her fingertips slid across the paper, noting down the deployments of the Golden Thunder Sect, the Fiery Flame Sect, and the support provided by the Heavenly Demon Palace.

After the spies had given all the information, Li Zimo ordered them to be detained, then looked at everyone:

"At the Dark Hall Council Meeting in three days, we need to inform the Hall Master of the threat posed by the Heavenly Demon Hall and suggest uniting the survivors of the various sects to jointly fight against the Heavenly Demon Hall, the Fiery Flame Sect, and the Golden Thunder Sect."

Yu Linglong nodded. "I've asked my senior sisters to contact the old members of the Qingshuang Sword Sect. They are expected to arrive at the Dark Palace headquarters within three days. By then, our combat power will be greatly enhanced."

After the meeting, everyone dispersed.

Zhao Feiyan packed up the intelligence files and was about to return to her residence when Li Zimo called her, "Feiyan, come with me."

She felt something in her heart and silently followed his footsteps and came to the attic again.

The attic is exceptionally quiet at night, with only the occasional chirping of insects outside the window, a stark contrast to the hustle and bustle of the day.

"This is for you." Li Zimo handed over a jade pendant. "It's a protective jade pendant. Wear it. If you encounter danger at headquarters, it can protect you."

Zhao Feiyan took the jade pendant and felt the warmth on her fingertips. A warm feeling welled up in her heart: "Thank you, senior..."

"Tomorrow, when you return to headquarters with the envoy, remember to personally hand over today's intelligence to the Palace Master." Li Zimo instructed, his eyes falling on her red ears. "Take care of yourself. I will come to the headquarters to find you after I finish dealing with things here."

Zhao Feiyan raised her head and met his deep eyes. Her cheeks flushed instantly and she nodded hurriedly: "I will! Senior, please be careful too!"

Li Zimo looked at her shy appearance and couldn't help but reached out and pinched her cheek, causing her to step back in a hurry and accidentally bump into the door frame.

"Silly girl." He laughed, turned and left the attic, leaving Zhao Feiyan standing there alone, tightly clutching the jade pendant in her hand, her heart full of anticipation and anxiety.

Outside the window, the moonlight was like water, illuminating the streets of Luoxia City.

The disciples of the Dark Hall are still stepping up their preparations for battle. The disciples at the Martial Spirit and Martial Master levels are training in groups. The sword lights and fluctuations of spiritual power flicker in the night, making final preparations for the upcoming battle with the Golden Thunder Gate.

In the attic, Zhao Feiyan looked at the jade pendant in her hand, as if she had seen the scene of her reunion with Li Zimo in the future, and a gentle smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of her mouth.