He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

Yun Yi smiled as he looked at Wei Long's still worried expression.

He walked behind the desk, picked up a confidential report, and handed it to Wei Long.

See for yourself.

Wei Long took it and unfolded it.

The secret report contained only a few lines:

The decisive battle on the grasslands began three days ago.

[Yue Dan led 27,000 imperial guards to confront 500,000 wolf cavalry head-on.]

[On the first day of battle, 80,000 enemy soldiers were killed; our army suffered casualties—]

【zero.】

Wei Long's pupils suddenly contracted.

zero?

Twenty-seven thousand men killed eighty thousand enemy soldiers with zero casualties on their own?

How is that possible?

He continued reading.

[The following day's battle resulted in the killing of 120,000 enemy soldiers, while our army suffered casualties—]

【zero.】

[On the third day of battle, 150,000 enemy soldiers were killed; our army suffered casualties—]

【zero.】

[Over three days, a total of 350,000 enemy soldiers were killed; our army's casualties were...]

【zero.】

Wei Long's eyes widened as he gripped the secret report.

350,000.

Zero casualties.

Is this something a human can do?

"Finished watching?"

Yun Yi's voice came through.

Wei Long raised his head, his gaze complex and indescribable.

"Your Majesty...this..."

Yun Yi smiled.

The smile was faint, as if the secret report contained nothing more than a trivial matter.

"Yue Dan can now single-handedly destroy the enemy."

He paused, his tone casual, but what he said was shocking—

"Even with the divine weapon I gave him, 500,000 wolf cavalry wouldn't be enough for him to kill alone."

Wei Long fell silent.

He finally understood why His Majesty wouldn't let him go to provide support.

Because it is not needed.

Yue Dan alone is enough.

Wei Long kept his head down, still processing the numbers in the secret report.

Yun Yi's gaze fell on him, and he suddenly spoke:

"If you ask me, you've never been on a real battlefield."

Wei Long raised his head.

"If you actually get up there, you'll find that an army of 100,000 is nothing more than an appetizer for you."

Yun Yi's tone was very calm, as if he were stating a fact.

"You need to recognize your current capabilities, understand?"

Wei Long was slightly taken aback, then lowered his head somewhat awkwardly.

If someone else had said that, he would have thought it was arrogant.

But what this person in front of me said...

He couldn't even muster the thought of refuting it.

Yun Yi shook his head, about to say something more, when he suddenly changed the subject:

"but--"

He paused, his gaze becoming deep.

"That Sirius Khan has not shown himself yet."

Wei Long felt a chill run down his spine.

"Your Majesty means..."

Yunyi stood up, walked to the window, and looked north.

"Yue killed the wolf riders."

"Not the Sirius Khan."

"That wolf cub never showed its face from beginning to end."

Outside the window, the sky was gradually darkening.

Yunyi's voice was very soft:

"He's waiting."

"Wait until Yue gets tired of soloing."

"Wait until Yue Dan relaxes his vigilance."

"Then--"

He didn't continue.

But Wei Long already understood.

He immediately clasped his hands in a fist salute:

"I will take men there immediately—"

"Need not."

Yun Yi interrupted him and turned around.

"You stay here."

"I have other tasks for you."

Wei Long was stunned for a moment:

"What mission?"

Yun Yi did not answer, but walked behind the desk, picked up another secret report, and handed it to him.

Wei Long took it and unfolded it.

[Urgent report from Jiangnan: The Tiangong Army is making frequent unusual movements, suggesting a major operation.]

[The Heavenly Rain King himself has not appeared for many days.]

[The specific details are currently under investigation.]

Wei Long finished reading and looked up.

"Your Majesty wishes for me to..."

"right."

Yun Yi nodded. "You go to Jiangnan."

"It's not for fighting a war."

"It's to see what that woman is up to."

Wei Long was silent for a moment, then knelt on one knee:

"I obey the order."

……

grassland.

Outside Yunzhou City.

A sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Of the original 500,000 wolf riders, less than 100,000 remain.

The rest stood several miles away, riding on the backs of the giant wolves, not daring to take another step forward.

They stared at the man standing in the middle of the pile of corpses.

The man, covered in blood and wielding a black halberd, stood amidst countless corpses, like a god of war emerging from hell.

Behind him, 27,000 imperial guards stood in neat formation.

Not a single person fell.

No one was injured.

Not a single person had any torn or damaged clothes.

Yue Dan had previously had concerns—he worried that the Heavenly Wolf Khan, like His Majesty, was an unfathomable figure, and he dared not act rashly.

But after playing for these past few days, he realized he was wrong.

That so-called Heavenly Wolf Khan is not even worth a hair on His Majesty's head.

These past few days I've been holed up in that tortoise-shell tent, not even stepping out once.

Yue Dan raised his head and looked at the wolf-skin tent in the distance.

That was the royal tent of the Heavenly Wolf Khan.

They fought for three days and killed 400,000 wolf riders.

That wolf cub never showed its face from beginning to end.

"Commander-in-Chief".

The lieutenant approached and asked in a low voice, "Should we... charge in?"

Yue Dan shook his head.

"Need not."

He stared at the tent, his gaze sharpening.

That's not true.

The lieutenant was stunned:

"What?"

Yue Dan offered no explanation.

He simply raised his hand and punched the tent.

boom!

The force of the punch solidified, like an invisible giant wave sweeping across the land.

The tent was instantly torn to shreds.

in--

Empty.

There was nothing there.

The lieutenant's pupils suddenly contracted:

"This...how is this possible?"

Yue Dan withdrew his hand, his face darkening.

"That Sirius Khan was never here in the first place."

He turned around and looked south.

That direction leads to Kyoto.

"not good."

His expression suddenly changed.

"His Majesty--"

……

Kyoto.

The Imperial Palace.

The Imperial Study.

Yun Yi was sitting behind his desk, reviewing memorials.

Suddenly, he stopped writing.

Raise your head.

There was an extra person at the entrance of the Imperial Study.

A boy.

He looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in a wolfskin robe, with vertical pupils in his eyes and a faint smile on his lips.

He just stood there, like a cat sizing up its prey.

Yun Yi looked at him, remained silent for a moment, and then smiled.

"Sirius Khan?"

The boy tilted his head:

Do you know me?

Yunyi put down his pen and leaned back in his chair:

"Just a guess."

The teenager laughed.

That smile was so bright, it was almost eerily bright.

"interesting."

He walked into the imperial study and sat down opposite Yun Yi, his posture as casual as if he were in his own living room.

I thought you would be afraid.

Yun Yi looked at him:

Why should I be afraid?

"Because I'm here to kill you."

Yun Yi nodded, as if he were listening to something very ordinary.

"oh."

Then he asked:

"How do you plan to kill me?"

The boy was stunned for a moment.

He hadn't expected the young emperor to be so calm.

The calmness... made him somewhat uneasy.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Yun Yi smiled.

"What are you afraid of?"

His gaze fell on the boy, his tone remained calm, but his words pierced like knives—

"Afraid of you?"

"Being afraid of you is why you're afraid to face your enemies head-on after being beaten."

"They only dare to come here for assassinations—"

He paused.

"coward."