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

Lin Yue bit her lower lip, the rage in her heart like a volcano about to erupt. She paced back and forth in the room, plotting her next move.

She summoned her most trusted confidant and ordered, "Go, find the most elite assassin organization in the martial arts world. No matter the cost, you must eliminate Lan Yunyan for me. I want to let her know that anyone who dares to provoke me will end up dead."

The confidant took the order and left, but Lin Yue's eyes were still cold and vicious.

She sat on a gorgeous chair, Lan Yunyan's face constantly appearing in her mind.

Lan Yunyan was currently sitting in a room in the inn, playing with a small jade pendant in her hand, which was left to her by her mother.

She looked through the window, gazing at the stars in the night sky, but her heart was surging.

She knew that Lin Yue would not let her go easily. Although she had repelled the assassins she sent this time, the next attack might be even more fierce. She had to be prepared and not let anyone around her get hurt.

Lan Yunyan stood up and walked to the corner of the room where her sword was placed.

She gently stroked the sword, and the edge of the sword gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

She took a deep breath and began to practice her sword skills. The sword shadows flew around the room, and each swing was full of power and determination.

As the night deepened, Lan Yunyan's swordsmanship became faster and faster. Her figure appeared and disappeared in the sword light, as if she had become one with the sword.

She had only one thought in her mind: to become stronger and protect herself and those around her.

After the practice, Lan Yunyan sat back down on the bed and began to regulate her breathing. She closed her eyes, her breathing becoming slow and deep, her internal energy coursing through her body, repairing the minor injuries left by the day's battle.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a faint murderous aura.

She opened her eyes abruptly, the sword already unsheathed. She looked around warily but saw nothing unusual. But her intuition told her that danger was approaching.

Lan Yunyan was not panicked. She knew that a true master could often launch a fatal attack at the calmest moment.

She sheathed her sword, but kept her hand on the hilt, ready to respond to any emergency.

Time ticked by, and the inn was completely silent. Lan Yunyan's nerves were on edge, as she knew the enemy might be watching her from the shadows, waiting for the perfect opportunity.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed past the window.

Lan Yunyan immediately gave chase, her movements light and graceful, like a ghost in the night wind. She chased the shadow, crossed several streets, and arrived at the edge of the town.

The shadow stopped in front of an abandoned temple and turned to face Lan Yunyan. Under the moonlight, Lan Yunyan could clearly see the other person's appearance: a middle-aged man with a cold face, holding a dagger that shone coldly in his hand.

"Lan Yunyan, you are here as expected." The man's voice was low and hoarse.

"Who are you? Why are you following me?" Lan Yunyan asked coldly.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that you must die tonight." A hint of murderous intent flashed in the man's eyes.

Lan Yunyan sneered: "Just you?"

The man didn't answer. His body suddenly transformed into a black shadow and rushed towards Lan Yunyan. He was as fast as lightning, and the dagger in his hand was pointed directly at Lan Yunyan's heart.

Lan Yunyan remained calm, her sword slicing a graceful arc in the moonlight, easily deflecting the man's attack. The two figures crossed before the abandoned temple, the gleam of swords and the cold glint of daggers mingling, creating a crisp clash.

The battle lasted for a while, and Lan Yunyan gradually gained the upper hand. Her swordsmanship was not only sharp but also varied, and each attack made it difficult for the man to resist.

A flash of panic flashed in the man's eyes. He hadn't expected Lan Yunyan to be so powerful. He began to look for a chance to retreat, but Lan Yunyan's sword followed him like a shadow, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Finally, in a fierce exchange, Lan Yunyan's sword pierced the man's heart. The man slowly fell to the ground, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

Lan Yunyan sheathed her sword, showing no mercy. She knew that in this world, only the strong could survive. She turned and left, her figure in the moonlight looking particularly lonely and determined.

Back at the inn, Lan Yunyan didn't tell anyone about what happened tonight. She knew that this was just the beginning, and Lin Yue's revenge would not stop there. She had to stay vigilant at all times and prepare for even more brutal challenges.

It was late at night, Lan Yunyan lay in bed, but couldn't fall asleep.

Her mind kept replaying the events of tonight. She was thinking and planning. She knew that she needed more strength and more allies to survive in this dangerous world.

She closed her eyes, letting her thoughts slowly calm down. She knew that tomorrow was another new day, and she must be prepared to face new challenges. And she, Lan Yunyan, would never back down.

When the first ray of morning sunlight shone on the earth, Lan Yunyan slowly opened her eyes.

She stood up and walked to the window. Looking at the vibrant scene outside, a firm belief surged in her heart.

A new day means new opportunities and challenges, and she must face them with a more positive spirit.

Lan Yunyan closed her eyes slightly, her expression focused, immersed in the world of cultivation.

A gentle breeze blew past, causing Lan Yunyan's hair to flutter slightly. Her breathing was steady and rhythmic, and each breath seemed to resonate with the heavens and the earth.

During her practice, she constantly comprehended the power of nature and tried to integrate it into her own practice.

Now Lan Yunyan has reached the fourth stage of Nascent Soul.

Just then, the sound of light footsteps was heard.

Lan Yunyan opened her eyes slightly and saw Lin Wan'er and Yun Mengyao walking towards her.

Lin Wan'er was wearing a light blue long dress, the hem of which fluttered in the wind, making her look like a fairy descending to earth.

Yun Mengyao was wearing a purple outfit, looking heroic.

"Yunyan, we're here to see you." Lin Wan'er said happily.

Lan Yunyan stood up and looked at them with a smile. "Why are you here?"