The Emperor's Favorite: The Useless and Crazy Concubine Who Conquers the World

Some advocated a frontal attack to repay blood with blood; some suggested a secret attack to catch the enemy by surprise; and others proposed to unite with other forces to fight against the Xuanbing Sect.

Lan Yunyan listened quietly, constantly weighing each option in her mind.

An elderly man stroked his beard and said, "Pavilion Master, we shouldn't rush into revenge. We should first gather more intelligence about the Xuanbing Sect, understanding their deployment, the characteristics of their techniques, and the specific circumstances of their internal conflicts. Only by knowing ourselves and the enemy can we win every battle."

Everyone agreed.

Lan Yunyan pondered for a moment, then raised her hand and signaled everyone to be quiet.

"Everyone's opinions are very reasonable. We must first collect more intelligence about the Xuanbing Sect, then select the most elite team and wait for an opportunity to act. This time, we must not only avenge our dead brothers, but also let the Xuanbing Sect know that the Qisha Pavilion is not to be trifled with." Her voice was firm and powerful, echoing in the conference hall like an oath.

Everyone in the hall responded in unison: "Yes, Pavilion Master!"

The flame of revenge burns in everyone's heart, and Qisha Pavilion is about to embark on a dangerous road of revenge.

They knew that a brutal battle was waiting for them ahead, but they were not afraid, because they had a common belief in their hearts - for the glory of the Seven Evils Pavilion and for their dead brothers, they must fight to the end.

In the vast universe, winds and clouds surge, and undercurrents surge.

In the distant sky, dark clouds rolled like ink, as if foreshadowing an impending storm.

And in this ever-changing land, an extremely imposing team is slowly moving forward, their target is clear - Xuanbing Sect.

At the front of the team, Lan Yunyan was as dazzling as a bright star.

Her long, shiny black hair fell on her shoulders like a waterfall, fluttering gently in the breeze, and every strand of hair exuded a mysterious luster.

Her figure is graceful and upright, like a graceful swan. The lines of her long, slender neck flow smoothly, as if it were a masterpiece carefully sculpted by an artist. Her shoulders are flat and her back is straight, exuding confidence and composure.

Lan Yunyan was wearing a black tight-fitting outfit, the tight design of which showed off her perfect figure to the fullest.

Mysterious patterns flickered faintly on the black fabric.

A red belt tied around her waist looked like a burning flame, adding a touch of bright color to her look.

Her cuffs and collar were embellished with delicate silver patterns, sparkling brightly in the sun, highlighting her nobility and extraordinaryness.

Lan Yunyan's eyes were as bright as cold stars, yet they were chilling to the bone. This was the fortitude and courage that had settled after experiencing vicissitudes of life and hardships.

She pursed her lips, her graceful chin slightly raised, and her whole body exuded an awe-inspiring majesty and dominance.

Behind her, everyone had a solemn expression, with flames of anger burning in their eyes.

Some people held the long swords tightly in their hands, and the swords flashed with cold light; some people carried strong bows and crossbows, and the arrows flashed sharp light in the sun; and some people had grim faces, crossed their arms, and remained silent, but their tense bodies and firm eyes revealed their inner determination.

They marched in unison, each step firm and powerful.

Their figures seem so small, yet so determined, in this vast land.

Lan Yunyan narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the looming Xuanbing Sect in the distance.

Memories flooded into my heart like a tide, and humiliation, pain and grief burned in my heart like a raging fire at this moment.

Xuanbing Sect, the once invincible and tyrannical sect, brought endless disasters to countless people.

Today, she will lead everyone to demand revenge for the blood debt from the Xuanbing Sect and make them pay a heavy price for their past evil deeds.

Lan Yunyan took a deep breath and slowly raised the sword in her hand. The sharp blade flashed brightly in the sunlight.

Her voice was as cold as ice, yet full of power: "Today, we will avenge the Xuanbing Sect for justice and dignity! Let them pay for their past evil deeds!" Her words echoed in the wind like a battle horn, arousing the fighting spirit in everyone's hearts.

Everyone shouted in unison: "Revenge! Revenge!" The sound was earth-shaking, as if it was going to shake the entire world.

Following Lan Yunyan's order, the team once again took firm steps and headed towards Xuanbing Sect.

Their figures, illuminated by the sunlight, are like moving mountains, indestructible.

Their footsteps echoed across the earth like muffled thunder, and the dust they raised seemed like a storm of revenge.

In this ever-changing world, a thrilling battle of revenge is about to begin...

Lan Yunyan slowly raised the long sword in her hand, pointed it at the Xuanbing Sect, and her voice exploded like thunder: "Today is the end of the Xuanbing Sect!"

Her words were like a battle horn, and everyone in the Seven Evils Pavilion shouted in unison: "Revenge! Revenge!" The sound was earth-shaking, as if it would shake the entire Xuanbing Sect to pieces.

Lan Yunyan took the lead, leading the group towards the Xuanbing Sect's mountain gate. Their figures were like arrows shot from a bow, their speed so fast that it was dazzling.

The guards of Xuanbing Sect quickly discovered their arrival and immediately sounded the alarm.

A group of Xuanbing Sect disciples in white robes rushed out quickly and blocked the mountain gate. They were all holding weapons, their eyes full of vigilance and hostility.

Lan Yunyan looked at these former enemies, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a cold smile.

"Anyone who stands in my way will die!" Lan Yunyan shouted angrily and rushed forward waving his sword.

Her figure was like a ghost, and she instantly rushed in front of the Xuanbing Sect disciples. With a swing of her long sword, a flash of cold light passed, and several Xuanbing Sect disciples were instantly knocked away.

The people from the Qisha Pavilion were not willing to be outdone. They rushed forward and engaged in a fierce battle with the disciples of the Xuanbing Sect.