Gui Ying raised his chin slightly and explained, "You should thank this young master for that. If not for this young master asking my Gui Clan’s Ancestors to repair this world, you would have been stuck in the Underworld Realm forever."

"Now that this world has recovered and gained the celestial energy from Feng Xiyan’s God’s bone and your Heaven’s Spiritual Root, it won’t take long before the natural disaster ends, and those hidden cultivators restart their cultivation path."

"With the celestial energy in this world, you naturally can use the space and time portal without problem."

Sitting on the bed, Feng Xiyan listened to their conversation and roughly understood what had happened while he was in a coma.

His hands, which were holding Bai Hanyun’s hands, tightened at the thought of her being stuck in the Underworld Realm forever.

Noticing the change in his mood, Bai Hanyun smiled and said, "Don’t worry. The underworld officers are very nice to me and the others. They not only showed us the way, but also reminded us of the dangers."

Hearing this, Feng Xiyan nodded, but he didn’t say anything.

Seeing that there was nothing else to do here, Gui Ying stood up and said, "Since you have woken up, then you will be fine."

"This young master won’t stay here and become a third wheel. If you guys need anything, just use the communication talisman to contact this young master."

After saying that, he looked at Gui Di and added, "Gui Di, let’s go back."

With that, both of them left the tent. Stepping out of the tent, they turned into golden lights and shot up into the sky.

While the two soldiers were in awe seeing them disappear into the horizon, inside the tent, Feng Xiyan whispered in a choked voice, "Thank you, Yun’er. Thank you for risking your life to return to my side."

Bai Hanyun reached out to touch his cheek, then leaned closer to rest her forehead against his.

She took a breath that mixed with Feng Xiyan’s breath, then whispered with a smile, "Nothing can stop me from being with you."

Feng Xiyan looked into her clear eyes, then felt that he was the most fortunate man in the world. Leaning closer, he gently kissed her. A drop of tear fell from the corner of his eye.

At this moment, Feng Xiyan felt that his soul had finally found its missing part.

Meanwhile, on the top floor of the Hong Sha Pavilion’s headquarters, Sha Ying calmly walked toward the balcony.

Seeing his master sitting there, staring at the Feng Army’s temporary camp in the distance while sipping his tea, Sha Ying stood a few steps away, then clasped his fists and said, "Master."

"Mhm," Yu Zhao hummed in response, then asked, "Why are you here?"

Sha Ying took out a letter, then placed it on top of the low table in front of Yu Zhao, and replied, "Master, this is the report from our agents."

Hearing this, Yu Zhao placed down his teacup, took the report, and then read it. When he was done, he put down the report and slowly said, "Interesting..."

Looking at him, Sha Ying asked, "Master, what should we do now?"

Yu Zhao slowly turned the jade ring on his thumb as he fell into deep thought.

A few moments later, he said, "Since the ten kingdoms and the remaining three empires have sent envoys to surrender to Feng Xiyan, then... It’s time to continue with our final plan."

After saying that, he looked at Sha Ying and continued, "Sha Ying, let the generals and ministers know about the Yu Empire’s destruction. Let them choose whether to join Feng Xiyan or live as common people."

"If they want to join Feng Xiyan, send our men to escort them and their families to the Feng Army’s camp. If they want to live as common people, give them some money and let them go wherever they want."

Sha Ying clasped his fists and responded, "Yes, Master."

Yu Zhao paused for a moment, then stood up and walked toward his study. Seeing this, Sha Ying followed him in silence.

Pushing open the door to the study, Yu Zhao walked toward his golden nanmu table. As he took a seat, Sha Ying quickly ground the ink.

Yu Zhao picked up his writing brush, dipped it into the ink, and then began to write a letter. When he was done, he blew on it twice to dry the ink, then carefully folded the letter and put it into an envelope.

Standing up, he went to the display cabinet nearby. Taking a small wooden box from the shelf, he handed it, together with the letter, to Sha Ying.

"Deliver this to Feng Xiyan." Yu Zhao calmly ordered.

Sha Ying accepted the wooden box and the letter, then responded, "Yes, Master."

Yu Zhao then left the study and returned to the balcony. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Holding the wooden box, Sha Ying followed him back to the balcony and asked, "Master, do you have other instructions?"

Being asked this, Yu Zhao’s hand paused for a second, then continued to fill his teacup.

"No. You can go now."

Seeing that Yu Zhao had already turned to look at the Feng Army’s camp and was ignoring him, Sha Ying bowed, then left the top floor.

Leaving the top floor, instead of handing the task to his subordinate, Sha Ying personally delivered the letter and wooden box to Feng Xiyan.

Two hours later, Sha Ying sneaked into the Feng Army’s temporary camp. However, just when he was nearing the commander’s tent, he felt a cold, murderous aura coming from behind.

Out of instinct, Sha Ying kicked off the ground and leaped to the side, narrowly dodging the incoming sword. Before his soles touched the ground, another attack came.

In a split second, Sha Ying drew his sword and parried the attack.

Clang!

Fire sparks flew as the two swords collided.

Staring into his attacker’s cold eyes, Sha Ying frowned slightly. Just when he was about to explain that he had only come to deliver a letter and an item to Feng Xiyan, he was kicked in the chest.

"Ugh!"

Thud!