After speaking, the woman quickly floated out of the room like a ghost.

Yuwen Sanzui hurriedly shouted, "May I know the esteemed elder’s name! Please enlighten us!"

The woman didn’t look back, waved her large sleeve, and the door automatically shattered, turning into uniformly shaped wooden shards that pierced the ground.

Everyone looked down and saw the wooden shards arranged into two large characters: Merry.

Yuwen Sanzui was slightly stunned, but quickly realized something and exclaimed directly, "Merry Immortal!"

Wang Chengfeng asked, "What? She is the Merry Immortal?"

Yuwen Sanzui’s face immediately broke into a bitter smile, "This really is like a mute eating Coptis chiensis, unable to express the bitterness."

In the Celestial Secret City’s registry of the world’s ranks, it is filled with experts, and those who make it into the top hundred are invariably Inner Strength masters among the elite. This Merry Immortal has long held a steady position in the top hundred, her power is such that someone like Yuwen Sanzui simply cannot handle.

It is said that the Merry Immortal is unpredictable, appearing and disappearing sporadically. Being able to survive a meeting with her this time was truly fortunate.

"Sir, Xiaofan and Xiaorui..." Huang Tianhu asked.

Yuwen Sanzui looked at the corpses of Wu Fan and He Rui on the ground and couldn’t help but sigh, "This grudge cannot be avenged, it’s my fault for failing them. Carry them, find a geomantic treasure spot to bury them well."

The members of Dragon Guard Court had very good relations with each other, and Yuwen Sanzui chose to take Wu Fan and He Rui south because he favored them. Now, having died at the hands of the Merry Immortal, being unable to avenge his subordinates, claiming that Yuwen Sanzui isn’t resentful would be a lie.

Carrying the corpses of the two, the remaining three immediately withdrew from the Governor’s residence.

Today’s upheaval is destined to be spoken of for a long time within Yangzhou Prefecture, the common people have no idea what actually happened, but the shocking scene was enough to be astounding.

Tong Yan and Tong Wen having died, Zhu Zhu decapitated them, wrapped their heads with clothes casually scavenged, intending to take them to sacrifice in remembrance of Lan Xiaoyuan’s spirit in heaven.

Qin Yuesheng obtained Inner Strength Pills from twelve Yellow Turban experts, and using Inner Strength had suppressed the injuries on himself well enough, although he wouldn’t be able to engage in intense combat in the short term, walking and running posed no issue at all.

After searching nearby and finding no trace of Liu Xian, Qin Yuesheng knew this fellow must have already fled, and where could he possibly be found now? He then left the Tong Mansion with Zhu Zhu.

Within Yangzhou Prefecture, soldiers quickly occupied various streets and alleys, forcibly calming some fanatical commoners with weapons, and then driving them back home.

Qin Yuesheng relied on the art of disguise and returned smoothly with Zhu Zhu to Yixin Residence.

"That Liu Xian has seen your appearance, you cannot stay in Yangzhou Prefecture anymore, it’s not safe. When night falls, I will take you over the wall to leave here, and in the future, you should seek development in another place." Qin Yuesheng said.

Zhu Zhu, carrying two ’packages,’ looked down and said, "Sir, I want to take Xiaoyuan with me as well, she would definitely not like me to leave her here."

"So where do you intend to bury Miss Xiaoyuan?"

"I found her in Willow Leaf Town, that’s her hometown, I want to bury her there."

Qin Yuesheng said, "Alright, then have someone buy a coffin first, wait till night falls, and then I’ll take all of you out of Yangzhou Prefecture."

...

Panicking and not knowing where to go, Liu Xian fled back to the Governor’s residence, and the moment he walked in the door, he plopped down onto the ground.

"It’s trouble, it’s trouble. With that guy blocking my way, what can I do in Jiangnan? Even with the support from the Yellow Turban Immortal Sect, it’s useless."

Tong Yan’s tragic death, the demise of twelve Yellow Turban experts, all these unexpected circumstances converged at once, immediately causing Liu Xian to question his ability to achieve domination.

Was it really right to raise troops and rebel?

Is this still possible to succeed? What path should be taken in the future?

For a moment, he was utterly confused, completely unable to think of any solution.