Although Su Zichen's first mission had failed, it was a blessing in disguise. His status within the Shaolin Temple had risen dramatically.
At first, he'd worried that Xuan Ming would investigate the kitchen because of this, but in reality, Xuan Ming hadn't done so.
The reason was simple: Xuan Ming was afraid that doing so would cause Juecheng to feel uncomfortable and assume that Shaolin Temple still didn't trust him.
Furthermore, after this incident, Xuan Ming trusted Juecheng to a whole new level. Juecheng had endured such grievances, so there was no need to even mention other things. So, under Juecheng's management, the kitchen would be incomparably safe.
Now that Su Zichen had obtained his status as an heir disciple, he could finally swagger his way into the Scripture Pavilion.
In truth, Su Zichen had been able to do so before, but due to the restrictions of his status, he'd only been able to access a small portion of most high-level cultivation techniques. That was the portion about the Soul Transformation Realm, which didn't quite meet Lord Su's requirements.
But now that he was a direct disciple, Su Zichen could read any cultivation technique he wanted. He even had the right to read a secret technique like the Buddhist Flower-Grasping Seal.
Of course, this wasn't because the Shaolin Temple's management was lax. Rather, not even the Shaolin Temple's ancestors could have imagined that an heir disciple of the head abbot would betray the Shaolin Temple. Just how blind was the head abbot of the Shaolin Temple to accept a traitor as his disciple?
Of course, Xuan Ming wasn't blind. He'd simply been blinded by Su Xin's series of schemes.
For the next month, Su Zichen practically spent all of his time in the Scripture Pavilion, memorizing the Shaolin Temple's cultivation techniques.
Everyone else thought that Su Zichen was choosing cultivation techniques, but only he knew that he was trying to memorize every single one of them.
When the second month passed, Su Zichen felt that he was more or less ready, so he prepared to take the final step.
That evening, Su Zichen went to the kitchen. It was time to prepare dinner, so the entire kitchen was bustling with activity. Everyone knew about Su Zichen's good relationship with Juecheng, so for the past month, he'd come to greet Juecheng almost every day. Now that he was a direct disciple, there were already people specially preparing meals for him.
When they saw Su Zichen arrive, some of the cultivators all started to greet him. Su Zichen only smiled, "Wow, today's food is pretty good."
The monks in the kitchen also knew that Senior Brother Yuanhai was approachable and didn't have the arrogance of a direct disciple, so they all joked, "Senior Brother Yuanhai, you're wrong. When has the food in our kitchen ever been bad?"
After saying goodbye to the busy Jue Cheng, Su Zichen secretly flicked a pill into the water jar.
Last time, he'd actually planned to put the pill into the food prepared by the kitchen. Fortunately, he didn't succeed. Later on, Su Zichen felt that he'd been too hasty.
Because there were too many disciples in Shaolin Temple, if Su Zichen only put it into one dish, there would definitely be people who didn't like that dish and would avoid it. The pills he had were limited, so he couldn't put it into every dish.
Even if he put it in the main dish, it would be useless, because there were some monks who didn't eat the main dish.
That way, there would definitely be some monks who didn't eat the main dish.
However, the water jar that Su Zichen was using was specially prepared by the monks in the kitchen. Regardless of whether it was cooking or cooking, they all used the water in the jar. That way, no one could avoid it!
Of course, doing so would also give him a sliver of hope. After all, there were so many monks in the kitchen watching, and he hadn't touched any food.
What's more, the properties of the spiritual medicine Su Xin had given him could help him get rid of some suspicion.
What he'd put in wasn't poison, but a spiritual medicine used for cultivation. It was just that low-level cultivators couldn't withstand the powerful effects of the medicine, which was why they exploded and died. This wouldn't have been obvious when the medicine acted up. At the very least, the people of the Medicine King Hall wouldn't be able to find out the cause of their disciple's sudden death in a short period of time.
If they suspected the food, the monks in the kitchen could confuse them quite a bit, because everyone ate the same thing. However, the monks in the kitchen had basically been judged as monks who would never amount to much in this lifetime. They didn't cultivate at all, so they naturally wouldn't have to worry about the medicine acting up.
Once everything was done, Su Zichen returned to his room and took out the Dragon Concealing Talisman Su Xin had given him.
There was a jade stone inside the Dragon Concealing Talisman, which could record a lot of information. During this period of time, Su Zichen had already merged the cultivation techniques he'd secretly learned from the Scripture Depository into the jade stone. The final mission could be said to have been completed.
Su Zichen's eyes lit up. He activated the Dragon Concealing Talisman, and it instantly disappeared. Su Zichen couldn't even feel the slightest fluctuation from it.
"Life and death are up to fate, success and failure are up to the heavens. Whether or not I can leave Shaolin Temple alive will depend on my luck," Su Zichen looked into the distance and muttered to himself, but his heart was actually filled with anxiety.
It was already a pleasant surprise for Su Zichen that the mission had progressed to this point. Even he didn't think he'd be able to successfully deceive so many people and survive until today.
It could be said that if he could successfully return to the northwest, then he would become the Su family's head. With Lord Su's might, even the Su family's elders' objections would be useless.
What's more, since he'd completed such a difficult mission, his status in the northwest would definitely increase. At that time, he might even become a trusted aide of Su Xin, surpassing the Su family and becoming an existence of even higher status!
At that time, no matter if it was the Shadow Guard, the Blood God School, or the Northwest Army, there would definitely be a place for him in the upper echelons of those places.
One battle to determine victory or defeat. Although Su Zichen wasn't fighting in a head-on battle, it was still incomparably dangerous.
His future and riches were right in front of him. As long as he could leave Shaolin Temple alive, it would all be within his reach. On the other hand, if he couldn't leave, then there was no need to mention it anymore. He wouldn't have the chance to mention it.
The moment the Dragon Concealing Talisman flew away, neither Xuan Ming nor Xuan Zhen noticed anything out of the ordinary. Only Sky Origin, who was reflecting on his mistakes in the back mountain of Shaolin Temple, frowned. He felt something, but unfortunately, he couldn't leave. Besides, no one would believe it even if he said it out loud.
At that moment, a large number of Shadow Guard cultivators were lying in ambush in Henan Province. From the looks of it, they were sent by Su Xin to compete with Shaolin Temple and wait for Wu Ming to leave Shaolin Temple to kill him.
However, a year had passed, and Wu Ming had no intention of leaving Shaolin Temple. From the looks of Shaolin Temple's current state, it was clear that they never thought of letting Wu Ming out to roam the world. The people that Su Xin had arranged were probably waiting for nothing.
Therefore, when they saw that the Shadow Guard had waited for a year without retreating, the other people of the jianghu all secretly mocked Su Xin for being too prideful and being a sore loser. He clearly knew that he wouldn't be able to kill Wu Ming in a short period of time, yet he still arranged so many Shadow Guard cultivators in Henan Province. Each of them was equivalent to a third of the entire Shadow Guard's strength, so he didn't think it was a waste.
At that moment, at the border of Henan Province, Qi Long held the Dragon Concealing Talisman with a glimmer in his eyes.
After waiting for more than a year, this opportunity finally came. Su Zichen had succeeded!
As the person in charge of Henan Province, Qi Long immediately used the Shadow Guard's fastest method to notify Su Xin. The Dragon Concealing Talisman's range was far inferior to the original Dragon Soaring Thousand Miles, but it was better at concealment. Therefore, Qi Long and the others had to relay the message.
In the Northwest Province, Su Xin was awakened from his closed door cultivation by Huang Bingcheng. When he saw the message from Qi Long, Su Xin couldn't help but smile.
He really didn't misjudge Su Zichen. He actually succeeded.
According to Su Xin's estimation, Su Zichen should have been able to succeed within one to three years. He didn't think that Su Zichen would actually be so outstanding that he only used a little more than a year to complete the mission.
Su Xin didn't waste any time. He directly called Lu Potian over and headed to Shaolin Temple.
Su Xin didn't bring the forces of the Northwest Province with him. With the speed of a True Martial Realm expert, it might take a few days for them to arrive. By that time, the Shaolin Temple might have already suppressed its own crisis and called for help from the Brahma Sky Region and Shi Daoxuan. At that time, not only would Su Xin's surprise attack be meaningless, Su Zichen would definitely not be able to walk out of Shaolin Temple.
Everyone thought that the Shadow Guards that Su Xin placed in Henan Province were acting out of spite. However, they didn't know that they were actually the main force of Su Xin's attack on Shaolin Temple!
Just as Su Xin was about to make his move and the Shadow Guards in Henan Province gathered under Qi Long's command, the entire Shaolin Temple was filled with a slightly solemn atmosphere.
Although it was daytime, the weather in Henan Province had become extremely gloomy. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and it was drizzling. However, the rain didn't seem to be getting heavier, and just hung in the air.
This kind of weather was somewhat depressing, and even people's mood was somewhat depressed. At that moment, Xuan Ming was preaching to the other Yang God Realm experts with Xuan Zhen. For some reason, he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, as if something was about to happen.
The perception of a True Martial Realm expert was sometimes very accurate. Xuan Ming felt that something was about to happen.
Just as he was about to order a disciple to go outside and ask if anything had happened, a disciple of Shaolin Temple rudely opened the door and shouted with a terrified expression, "Abbot! Martial Uncles, it's bad! Senior Brothers and Junior Brothers, they're all exploding! All of them! "
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