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Chapter 58 Night Exploration of the Imperial Palace (Additional Update)

The Imperial Palace of Yue Kingdom.

The solemnity of the palace was not dispersed by the clouds of war. The towering walls, reaching over ten zhang, seemed as unattainable as the sky.

Night fell.

A dark figure leaped out from behind the battlements.

The figure was dressed in a night cloak, wearing a black hood that only revealed their eyes and nose, blending into the darkness.

His name was Situ Zhaixing, a renowned martial arts master in Yue Kingdom for many years. His lightness technique, Treading Snow Without a Trace, was not only as fast as a galloping horse, but his physical strength was also astonishing, allowing him to travel thousands of miles in a day.

He once competed with a horse from a foreign land in terms of speed and actually exhausted the horse to death. He was known as the "Divine Guardian" in the martial world.

However, his current identity was the Green Dragon Envoy of the newly emerged dominant power in the martial world, the Green Dragon Society.

Situ Zhaixing looked down and could vaguely see the distant houses in the night, appearing as tiny as toys.

For a moment, he felt a bit dizzy.

Situ Zhaixing was not afraid of heights, but the thought of what he had to do tonight made his heart uncontrollably race.

After a while, he let out a breath and threw down the rope on his back.

The guards on the city walls changed shifts every quarter of an hour, so he had to make good use of his time.

After about half an hour.

The first person climbed up, dressed in a black night cloak and wearing a black hood.

"You're too slow."

The person's voice was muffled by the mask, but Situ Zhaixing could vaguely hear that it was an old man.

Situ Zhaixing rolled his eyes and said, "Old Mo, it's easy for you to say when you're just standing there. If you're so capable, why don't you come next time?"

"Hehe, once is enough for me. I'm not afraid of death."

Old Mo thought he was being humorous.

Before he finished speaking, the second person arrived, then the third...

Until the seventh person climbed up.

"Today, the eight grandmasters will explore the Imperial Palace at night. We will leave behind a remarkable tale in the martial world. When the time comes, we will gain fame throughout the world. It will not be in vain for this lifetime."

One of them, with a bold voice, looked at the Imperial Palace in the night and seemed quite spirited.

"The Imperial Palace is filled with many experts, including the legendary cultivators. Everyone, don't be careless. Our mission tonight is to gather intelligence, not to assassinate the emperor."

Situ Zhaixing lowered his voice and warned, "You should all remember the map. According to the original plan, the eight of us will act separately. Regardless of whether we find anything, we will meet at the designated rendezvous point in two hours."

"Everyone, this mission is of great importance and comes with generous rewards, but it also means great danger. We must not act recklessly."

"Enough, everyone here is an old hand in the martial world. If we lose our lives, it's just bad luck."

The impatient voice of the bold person interrupted.

"I'm leaving first."

Whoosh!

His footsteps were fast and light, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.

"Take care, everyone."

In the blink of an eye, only the last two people remained.

"Junior Brother Ding, why haven't you made a move yet?"

One of them asked.

Under the mask, Ding Leru looked as if he had lost all hope, but he forced himself to regain his spirit and replied, "Senior Brother, our Changle Sword Sect is now left with only the two of us as grandmasters. If we both perish in the Imperial Palace, the Changle Sword Sect will be completely ruined. Junior Brother no longer has the desire to cultivate immortality. It's better to take over Senior Brother's position and go back to revive the Changle Sword Sect."

At this moment, Ding Leru wanted to give himself a big slap—just to wake himself up.

It was said that after he served the Wang family and arrived in the capital, Yu Xian gave him an antidote, making him a free man with joy.

Thinking that the Green Dragon Society couldn't reach the capital, he opened a martial arts school and, with his status as a grandmaster, quickly established connections with various factions, settling down.

The grandmaster's prestigious reputation was there.

The martial arts school's business boomed to the point of explosion. Countless wealthy young men begged him to teach them, and he counted money until his hands cramped every day just by talking.

So he took in three concubines and bought more than twenty pretty maidservants, indulging in the pleasures of love every day, finding the same joy as in martial arts.

Half a month ago.

He was holding his concubine, eating hot pot and singing songs, when his senior brother suddenly came to his door and said that he was needed at the meeting.

No! He didn't need to!

However, he didn't dare to resist at all.

Because behind his senior brother were six deeply powerful martial arts masters. Just among the two masters he knew, they were both well-known seniors in the martial arts world, both at the mid-stage of the innate realm.

Could he say no?

No, he couldn't!

Ding Le's senior brother, the elder of the Changle Sword Sect, said, "The Changle Sword Sect has now joined the uprising army. If we fail, the Changle Sword Sect will be no more. So, junior brother, you must fight with me. This time, as long as we find out what happened to the emperor, the meeting has promised us that after the success, they will send us to the immortal realm, and we will all have the chance to become immortals. At that time, our Changle Sword Sect will no longer be an ordinary sect, but an immortal sect!"

Listening to his senior brother's voice, which seemed to be filled with excitement, Ding Le sighed and said, "Senior brother, you have gone mad."

"Junior brother, do you want to betray the Qinglong Society?" The elder's eyes emitted a fierce light.

Ding Le smiled bitterly and said, "After I joined the sect, it was you, senior brother, who took care of me all the time. Today, it's like walking through a sea of fire and a mountain of knives. Junior brother will accompany you."

"Good, the two of us brothers will go wherever we need to." The elder tightly held Ding Le's hand.

However, Ding Le felt a chilling sensation penetrating into his bones.

...

Two hours later.

Boom!

In the depths of the imperial palace, in the emperor's bedroom, a roar came.

"Seeking death!"

An old man with white hair and a dead silence aura walked out of the room, still holding a bloody head that had not closed its eyes, as if it had been plucked alive.

Boom boom!

Heavy footsteps sounded, and soon the imperial guards gathered upon hearing the noise, all half-kneeling when they saw the old man.

"My lord!"

"A few rats sneaked in. Catch them all, leave none!" The old man's voice was devoid of any emotion.

"There are eight people in total, three have escaped. If one is missing, I will use your head as a substitute."

"Yes!"

The captain stood up, waved his hand, and a hint of bloodlust appeared in the eyes of the imperial guards behind him.

"Kill without mercy!"

...

"Junior brother, run!"

"Monster, I'll fight you!"

Ding Le could still hear his senior brother's roar in his ears. His tears had just fallen when they were blown away by the strong wind. He couldn't afford to stop for a moment.

A green talisman was attached to his chest, a spiritual talisman that his senior brother had attached to him before he died.

With this talisman of the immortal cultivator, his body seemed weightless, and his speed increased significantly.

However, the imperial guards behind him were relentless in their pursuit. Their speed was far inferior to his, but every time he managed to shake them off, they quickly caught up.

After about an incense stick's worth of time.

Ding Le suddenly felt his steps become heavier. He looked down and saw the runes on the talisman on his chest flickering with sparks, as if they would burn to ashes in the next moment.

"No, if this continues, I will be caught sooner or later."

At the critical moment, Ding Le's steps paused, and he looked up.

Three big characters came into view.

The Fu Wang Mansion!

Thank you, readers, for your support. This book will be recommended next week, so I will add an extra chapter to show my gratitude. I hope you all continue to read.

(End of this chapter)