Four Seas Cloud Moon

As the two were talking, Feng Ziying, who had been practicing his Qi, suddenly woke up. He blinked briefly, adjusting to the light, then suddenly sat up and stretched his limbs. This movement was a simple sensation, and he immediately felt an unprecedented surge of power coursing through his body, as if every blood vessel and muscle were being infused with boundless vitality.

Overwhelmed with joy and delight, Feng Ziying quickly closed his eyes and looked inward, discovering that not only had he fully recovered from his injuries, but he had also directly broken through the bottleneck of the Enlightenment Realm, which had always been difficult to cross, and remained firmly in the Second Realm! This huge improvement was like a dream, and he couldn't believe it.

He slowly opened his eyes, which were as bright and blazing as the rising sun, their gaze fixed directly on Lu Xiaotian, without the slightest deviation. Deep gratitude and reverence filled those eyes, like surging waves, continuously flowing outward.

At this moment, his admiration for Lu Xiaotian had reached its peak, even reaching a state that could not be described or expressed in any words. If before this, he still had some doubts about what Lu Xiaotian said and did, and was half-believing and half-doubting, then now, all doubts had disappeared, replaced by complete and utter conviction.

Seeing Feng Ziying's reaction after waking up, Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, sketching a faint smile. He chuckled softly and said, "How's it going, Ziying? Now that your strength has greatly increased, are you confident that you can take advantage of this momentum and give your skills a try?"

Upon hearing these words, Feng Ziying's heart was instantly ignited, a raging fire ignited within him, an uncontrollable surge of intense urges. He closed his eyes and concentrated on feeling the immense power surging within him like a rushing river. He felt his entire being brimming with boundless energy. At that moment, he felt as if he had been reborn, transformed into a peerless, unrivaled master. The lofty ambition to dominate the world, to reign supreme, took root in his heart like a seedling breaking through the soil, and flourished.

Feng Ziying nodded without hesitation and stood up with a swift, decisive movement. His hands were clenched into fists, their joints slightly white from the exertion. He exuded an air of readiness and eagerness. He looked at Ji Zeming with a determined gaze and said loudly, "Very well! Then, Brother Ji Zeming, please be kind enough to teach me a few things!"

Lu Xiaotian turned his gaze to Ji Zeming and said loudly: "Behind that window is a sparkling artificial lake. It is quiet and peaceful here, and it is a perfect place for you two to practice martial arts." After saying that, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a hint of anticipation flashed in his eyes.

Feng Ziying, standing nearby, was completely baffled upon hearing this. He pondered, "What on earth does a martial arts competition have to do with this lake? It's truly baffling!" Despite his confusion, he didn't flinch. Instead, he flashed and lunged at Ji Zeming like a gust of wind. Seeing that the other party showed no sign of dodging, Feng Ziying couldn't help but feel elated. He wondered, "Could it be that I'm so agile and so fast that even he can't avoid me?"

At that moment, his vision suddenly blurred, and a tremendous force suddenly struck Feng Ziying's abdomen. Instantly, he felt the world spinning, and like a kite with a broken string, he was sent flying straight out of the window. With a loud "plop", he fell heavily into the lake, splashing the water in all directions, forming a crystal-clear splash.

Feng Ziying finally emerged from the water, gasping for air. Before he could recover, he caught sight of Ji Zeming, leisurely squatting by the lake, polishing his shoes, as if nothing had happened to him. This sight instantly infuriated Feng Ziying, his rage boiling. He stared at Ji Zeming with wide eyes, eager to charge and beat him up.

At this moment, Feng Ziying suddenly felt something strange coming from him. Not only was his entire body wet, but it was also sticky and smelly, emitting a pungent, unpleasant odor. He looked down and saw that he had been covered in filth and looked utterly miserable.

Looking at Lu Xiaotian who was laughing at Ji Zeming, Ziying took a bath directly in the artificial lake.

Ziying did not use wits like Hancheng did, but instead adopted an iron-blooded approach and killed decisively. In Ziying's words, those who obey me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish!

Zhou Xuanyi led his troops to fight against Feng Ziying. He heard that Ziying did not gain the upper hand in the fight with Han Cheng!

Thinking that it would be easy for him to capture Ziying, Zhou Xuanyi came to the battlefront to challenge him. All he got in response were crossbows and the army behind him. The people here saw Zhou Fanlin's men rubbing their hands in preparation for a fight, fearing that the other side would run away.

On Zhou Xuanyi's side, seeing the enemy rushing towards him, he was so scared that he retreated repeatedly. After fighting so many battles, the battle here was the easiest to fight. This was not an enemy, but a trophy, a medal of honor.

Soon, Zhou Xuanyi was defeated and fled. After entering the city, he hung up a banner refusing to fight. He thought to himself that Feng Ziying was really a beast. I like to use shady tricks, but he is even more shady. He has absolutely no martial ethics!

Ziying led his ferocious army slowly to the city walls, but they neither launched a siege nor a siege. Ziying rode forward, stopped, and shouted, "Once our army enters the city, we will enforce a three-day massacre order! We must implement the 'Three Alls' policy—kill everyone, plunder all property, and burn all buildings! No one, not even the high-ranking Zhou Fanlin or the common people, will be spared!" These harsh words resonated like a thunderclap through the city, instantly causing an uproar.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Fanlin in the city was furious. He immediately summoned his army and made an impassioned speech to the people of the city, stating that if they did not fully support him in resisting the foreign enemies, only death would await them. This situation, which had originally been a panic, seemed to help Ziying, prompting more people to choose to follow Zhou Fanlin and resist the enemy.

Ziying then methodically deployed his troops. Various siege engines were quickly prepared. Meanwhile, he gave the city's inhabitants three days to consider their actions. He announced that anyone who voluntarily surrendered before nightfall would be spared the death penalty and rewarded with land.