Feather Dynasty

In a private room of a restaurant in the capital city of the Heavenly Flame Dynasty, the quiet atmosphere was filled with the fragrant aroma of food, and the hushed voices of a conversation echoed softly.

"Young master, do you truly believe this will work?" asked a woman in dark attire seated beside the young man, her voice tinged with doubt.

The young man, with his handsome face and a wicked smile, gazed at her with cold eyes before replying confidently, "Of course it will succeed... Li Huang has always been branded as worthless, incapable of excelling in anything. Trash remains trash, no matter what. Even if he has a strong army, Li Huang will be weak—trust me, I know my brother well. I lived with him for 16 years."

He lifted his wine cup, taking a relaxed sip, a sneer glimmering in his eyes. The woman watched her young master with a hint of worry in her gaze before responding respectfully, "Understood, young master. I will carry out the plan exactly as you've laid it out."

Three days passed quickly. Within the vast palace of the Heavenly Flame Dynasty, Li Huang sat in his private chamber, brush in hand, writing his next plans for the development of the dynasty.

As he penned down various strategies, a Shadow Guard emerged from the darkness within the room. Kneeling before Li Huang, he spoke with reverence in his voice.

"Your Majesty, all units are now in position."

Upon hearing this, Li Huang set down his brush, a faint smile crossing his face as he reflected on the past three days.

In that time, both the economy and the people's livelihoods had developed rapidly. The dynasty's trade guild had been firmly established, and the flow of currency had noticeably improved. Li Huang also deployed new officials, all from the Golden Throne Army, to various cities to oversee governance and bring order.

Meanwhile, the Emperor's examination to select new administrators was deemed unnecessary since members of the Golden Throne Army had proven exceptional in handling affairs. Thus, Li Huang shifted his focus to military recruitment instead.

In the northern region, large farms were taking shape and nearing completion, expected to be ready in just one more day. Zhi Yuan, the general of the Golden Throne Army, had been ordered by Li Huang to personally oversee their development, ensuring that they would soon produce enough food to sustain the entire dynasty. In addition, soldiers from various cities, serving their sentences for various crimes, as well as northern citizens eager for free meals, contributed to the farm labor.

Over the past three days, Li Huang's forces had expanded significantly: 17,700 Black Dragon Cavalry, 22,100 Shadow Guards, and 16,000 Golden Throne soldiers. In the west, 17,700 Black Dragon Cavalry stood ready to strike at the Feather Dynasty. In the south, 10,000 Shadow Guards were positioned to assault the Thunder Fist Sect, while in the east, another 10,000 Shadow Guards were prepared to crush the Blade Dynasty. An additional 2,100 Shadow Guards had been tasked with gathering intelligence across other regions.

Li Huang retained 16,000 Golden Throne soldiers, with 8,000 stationed in the capital to maintain security and oversee trade guilds, while the remaining 8,000 were assigned to manage the affairs of other cities within the Heavenly Flame Dynasty.

After carefully reviewing his plans, Li Huang issued his command.

"Begin the attack! Show no mercy to those who resist—kill them all! And for those in significant positions, kill them and their families, leaving no one behind."

Upon hearing this, the Shadow Guard respectfully took his leave to relay the orders. Li Huang then sat down and began drafting designs for ships to be used in the northern regions by the sea.

Meanwhile, at all three borders, attacks commenced simultaneously. In the west, the Black Dragon Cavalry surged into the Feather Dynasty's border city. The city held a garrison of over 500,000 soldiers, most of whom were only at the Foundation or Qi Conditioning level. The city's general was only at Nirvana level, stage 9.

In the mansion of the city's governor, the sounds of a raucous banquet filled the air. High-ranking officers were drinking and reveling with women. The lead general laughed loudly.

"Bring me more wine! I'm not done yet! Hahaha!"

Another officer, holding a woman close, declared, "You're mine now, little beauty!"

But amid the merriment, a soldier burst into the room, his face full of panic.

"General! It's terrible, the enemy…"

Before he could finish, his head was abruptly severed, rolling across the floor. Silence fell over the room as everyone froze in shock.

The general narrowed his eyes, sheathing his sword with a mocking sneer.

"You're a spy, aren't you? I don't believe a word of your nonsense. Take this body away and bring me more…"

Suddenly, his own head was cut off, rolling to the ground with blood spraying across the floor. Women in the mansion screamed in terror, while a nearby lieutenant yelled out.

"You! You…"

Before he could finish, his head, too, was severed. A voice echoed through the room.

"This city now belongs to the Heavenly Flame Dynasty. Those who surrender will live, but any who resist will meet the same fate. All within this city will die if they defy us!"