Chapter 308: Night King's Concern
Night Palace Secret Room

The flickering candlelight illuminated the Night King's deep and solemn face.

The Night King, whose real name is Ye Wuhen, is one of the three kings of different surnames in the Daqian Dynasty. He has guarded the northern border for many years and his reputation spread far and wide.

At this moment, his eyes revealed an unprecedented confusion and struggle.

"Reporting to the prince, the Zixia Taoist sect has been completely destroyed."

The spy's report seemed to still echo in his ears, and the Night King's hands could not help but tremble slightly.

He knew very well that once he took this step, there would be no turning back.

"Your Majesty, we have no way to retreat now. We should start the war sooner rather than later."

A general in armor said in a deep voice.

The general's name is Zhao Fengyun, and he is a capable general under the Night King.

He once fought a battle in the northern border, defeated a larger force with a smaller one, and repelled several large-scale invasions by foreign tribes on the grassland, and was hailed as the "Wolf of the Northern Border".

The Night King looked around at everyone present. Each of them was his confidant and comrade-in-arms over the years.

In addition to Zhao Fengyun, there are also the wise and brave strategist Ye Yun, the female general Yan Qifeng who is proficient in martial arts, and others.

Together they formed the core strength of the Night King's Palace.

"I know this step will come sooner or later."

"But starting a rebellion is ultimately a road of no return."

"I, Ye Wuhen, have fought on the battlefield all my life, but in the end I will be known as a traitor?"

The Night King spoke slowly, a hint of helplessness in his voice.

"Your Majesty, the situation is like this, we have no choice."

"The Daqian Dynasty is corrupt and the people are suffering. We are raising an army for the sake of the people of the world."

Ye Yun sighed softly.

"Mr. Yun is right," Yan Qifeng said, "Your Highness, you have been in the northern border for many years and you are well aware of the ambitions of the foreign races on the grassland. If we don't stand up, I am afraid that the country of Daqian will fall into the hands of foreign races sooner or later."

Upon hearing this, the Night King fell into deep thought.

He knew that every decision he made affected the life and death of countless people.

As a king of a different surname in Daqian, he has deep feelings for this land and its people.

But now, the imperial power is corrupt and the people are living in poverty. Should he follow the trend and stand up?

Just as the Night King was lost in thought, heavy footsteps were heard outside the door.

Two young men entered the secret room one after another. They were Zhao Fengyun’s two adopted sons - Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Guangyi.

"Father, Your Majesty." Zhao Kuangyin spoke first, "I heard that the Zixia Taoist sect has been destroyed by us. Should we take any action next?"

Zhao Kuangyin, a man of sturdy build and handsome appearance, was an orphan picked up by Zhao Fengyun on the battlefield.

He was raised by several people and is regarded as the future star of Northern Xinjiang.

Zhao Guangyi appears a little weak, but the wisdom and determination in his eyes cannot be ignored.

The Night King looked at the two young men in front of him.

"You are here."

"Indeed, it is time to take action."

"But this is a matter of great importance and we need to take a long-term view."

The Night King nodded to Zhao Kuangyin and the others.

"Foster father, the Daqian Dynasty is now in name only. We are rebelling in accordance with the will of heaven."

"What's more, we have the support and assistance of our uncles."

Zhao Guangyi interjected.

"Mitsuishi's words make sense."

"But raising an army is no small matter, we need to be fully prepared."

The Night King sighed and said in a deep voice.

At this moment, his brows were furrowed, and he was obviously worried.

"Your Majesty, the situation in the world is very delicate now. The Zixia Daoist sect has been eliminated. This is a great opportunity for us to start an uprising."

A man who looked like a strategist spoke up, his tone revealing a hint of urgency.

"Although the Zixia Taoist sect was eliminated, the Daqian court was not without reaction."

"If we start a rebellion at this moment, I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary trouble." The Night King raised his hand, signaling him to stay calm.

"Your Majesty, this opportunity is rare and will never come again."

"Now that war is raging in Daqian, it is a great time to start an uprising. If we wait until the imperial court stabilizes the situation, it will be even more difficult to start an uprising."

Another man dressed as a military general interjected, his voice unusually loud.

"Of course, I know that this opportunity cannot be missed, but starting an incident is no small matter, so I need to make long-term plans."

"What's more, there are other forces in the world who are watching from the sidelines, and there are even more undercurrents among the various schools of thought."

"If we act rashly, we may just fall into someone else's trap."

"If you are not careful, you will be used as a knife by others"

The Night King was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly.

Upon hearing this, everyone fell into deep thought.

After all, this time the Night King sent the Night Evil Army to destroy the Zixia Taoist Sect, and he also had the excuse of clearing out the rebellious forces in the martial arts world during a special period.

Under the current circumstances, even if Daqian is dissatisfied with Ye Wang's destruction of the Zixia Taoist sect, he can only suffer in silence.

But if a real uprising really starts, there will be no room for maneuver.

All I can do is follow the same path as King Yan and go down it all the way.

The situation is now very complicated and every move must be made with caution.

"Your Highness has considered everything, but the situation in Daqian is becoming clear. If we don't start a rebellion now, when will we start?"

The strategist asked unwillingly.

When the Night King heard this, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

How could he not know the current situation of the Daqian Dynasty?

But an uprising is a matter of one thing affecting the entire body, and if you are not careful, you will be doomed.

"This king knows that the timing is rare, but the rebellion is of great importance, so we need to be more cautious."

"Pass the order down, strengthen vigilance, and pay close attention to the movements of the court and the world."

"When the time is right, we will discuss starting a rebellion."

The Night King took a deep breath, stood up, walked to the window, and looked up at the bright moon.

"This matter is of great importance and should not be decided lightly."

The Night King stood in front of the window and said slowly, "I need to think about it again."

Upon hearing this, the generals looked at each other in bewilderment.

They knew the Night King's character, and once he made up his mind, it would be difficult to change it.

Then, they all bowed and left, leaving the Night King alone, wandering alone in the moonlight.

The night wind blew up the Night King's clothes, and his heart was filled with worries and expectations.

He knew that this decision would change the fate of countless people, including his own.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is already three o'clock.

The Night King was still wandering in the courtyard, his worries not diminishing in the slightest.

He looked up at the bright moon, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.

"Was King Yan as hesitant as I was at the beginning?"

The Night King muttered to himself, as if asking a distant old friend.

The night is like water and the moonlight is bright.

"Big brother!"

Zhao Guangyi called softly.

After the generals under the Night King retreated one after another, the entire palace was immersed in silence again.

However, beneath this calm surface, there is an undercurrent surging.

Zhao Guangyi, the adopted son of Zhao Fengyun, a general under the Night King, was unable to sleep at this moment.

He knew in his heart that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and if he didn't seize it, he would probably regret it for the rest of his life.

So he hurried through the corridors of the palace and caught up with his elder brother Zhao Kuangyin.

(End of this chapter)