At the moment, the entire capital was filled with spies planted by Wang Chong's' Third Senior '. Based on what his master, the Old Man of the Demonic Path, had said, it was impossible for Third Senior to accomplish this feat alone.
This matter involved a Saint Martial realm expert, and even the Wang Clan wouldn't be able to deal with it.
The sects had always been a lawless land in the world of the Tang dynasty. Regardless of whether it was his previous life or his current one, Wang Chong didn't know much about this world. He only had a vague understanding of it.
"I hope that master can safely pass through the city gates and reach the spirit vein."
In the study, Wang Chong subconsciously tapped his finger on the table as he thought. The city gates were an important barrier to entering and exiting the capital. Wang Chong didn't believe that they wouldn't send someone to guard it.
However, the city gates had always been guarded by the Imperial Army.
Wang Chong had already informed Uncle Li Lin and Zhao Fengchen in the royal palace. Given their current standing in the royal palace, it was entirely possible for them to work together with the guards to create a ruckus to chase away the unorthodox disciples.
"I've already sent Li Zhuxin and Miyasame Ayaka … There shouldn't be any problems."
Wang Chong thought. He couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
He should have gone to such an occasion as well. However, it was a pity that he had just cultivated the 《Little Yinyang Art》. If the two of them were to go together, things would only get more troublesome.
"Reporting!"
Just as Wang Chong was worrying, a Wang Clan guard suddenly rushed in with a head full of sweat.
"Young master, the old master has successfully come out of seclusion!"
"That's great!"
Hearing those words, Wang Chong's face flushed in agitation, and he clenched his fists tightly. With his master out of seclusion, Wang Chong had finally gotten rid of a worry in his heart.
"Where's Li Zhuxin and Miyasame Ayaka?"
Wang Chong asked.
"Li Zhuxin and Miss Miyasame have followed young master's instructions and left to escort the old master. They'll be returning in ten li. "
The guard replied respectfully.
Hearing this, Wang Chong let out a long sigh.
Those who participated in this operation were all old guards of the Wang Family. Many of them had been with the Wang Family for more than ten years, so there was absolutely no problem with their loyalty.
As for Li Zhuxin, he was familiar with the matters of his previous life, so there was definitely no problem with him. Even if he had to die, he would do it for you.
As for Miyasame Ayaka, even though she wasn't as loyal as the guards of the Wang Clan, and Wang Chong wasn't as familiar with her master as Li Zhuxin, she still didn't know much about this matter.
The order that Miyasame Ayaka had received was to work together with Li Zhuxin. The rest had nothing to do with her.
"... As long as she still wants to find a solution to the Spectre Steps, her loyalty shouldn't be any lower than Shen Hai and Meng Long."
Wang Chong thought to himself.
Different people would have different ways of controlling the sword, and for Miyasame Ayaka, Wang Chong was different from others. Spectre Steps had a fatal flaw, and Miyasame Ayaka knew this better than anyone else.
As such, as long as she wanted to preserve her own life, she would be more reliable than anyone else.
"Whether I can change my fate in my previous life or not will depend on teacher."
Wang Chong thought.
Wang Chong didn't know what the Evil Emperor had gone through in his previous life, but for him and Zhou Wen to be pursued by that traitorous disciple of his, it was impossible for things to have gone smoothly.
But in this life, everything had changed. To his first teacher, the massive spirit vein was the greatest form of filial piety that Wang Chong had for him.
With the support of a massive amount of spiritual energy, the success rate of his teacher's Myriad Spirit Sea Art would definitely be much faster than in his previous life.
This was also Wang Chong's greatest hope.
"Hu!"
A gust of wind blew across the room, and Wang Chong soon recovered from his daze. He turned his gaze to the 《Little Yinyang Art》 on the table.
This was the advanced version of the 《Little Yinyang Art》 that the Evil Emperor had given to Wang Chong after Wang Chong met with the Evil Emperor in the morning, and it was the complete version as well.
Wang Chong wasn't able to cultivate any further than that.
The 《Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art》 had to be cultivated step by step, and if he didn't cultivate the 《Little Yinyang Art》 to its peak, even if it was given to Wang Chong, he wouldn't be able to cultivate it.
Looking at the sutra on the table, Wang Chong fell into a trance.
…
It was a quiet morning. While most people thought that everything was peaceful, not many people knew that a commotion had occurred at the capital's gates.
The commotion left as quickly as it came. In the end, they captured a few unorthodox cultivators and locked them in jail.
The city gates swiftly returned to normal.
…
"I'm late!"
Not too long after the Evil Emperor left, a tall black figure stood outside the Purple Bamboo Garden, as though a massive sword piercing through the heavens.
Looking at the silent and empty Purple Bamboo Garden, a cold glint flashed across So Jung-son's eyes. Perched on his shoulder was a black kite. It had a sharp beak and metal wings, and it looked a little uneasy.
And beneath his feet was the corpse of the black kite that the Evil Emperor had killed yesterday.
Staring at the empty Purple Bamboo Garden, So Jung-son finally turned around and disappeared amidst the thin morning mist.
…
Time slowly passed. The Demonic Emperor Old Man's departure was like a magnet that drew away all the storms. Wang Chong's life slowly returned to normal.
However, unbeknownst to Wang Chong, in a place where he couldn't see, another massive storm was brewing.
A few days later.
Bang!
The door to Wang Chong's study was suddenly pushed open from the outside. A pretty maid appeared at the door, her forehead beaded with sweat.
"Xiao Zhu?"
Wang Chong stopped his cultivation and looked at the door in surprise.
He recognized this maid. She was his mother's maid, Xiao Zhu. She was very intelligent and would never disturb him on normal days.
Moreover, Wang Chong remembered that he had said that no one was to disturb him without his permission.
"Young Master, Madam wants you to go to the main hall now! It's urgent, go now! Hurry! "
Before Wang Chong could ask, Xiao Zhu held the door frame with both hands and hurriedly said a bunch of things. Her voice was fast and anxious. She seemed to be in a hurry.
Wang Chong was shocked.
This Xiao Zhu was not usually so rash! What had happened for her to be in such a hurry?
Wang Chong was very curious.
"Young Master, hurry!"
Xiao Zhu stomped her feet and urged him again.
Seeing that it was his mother's order, Wang Chong did not dare to delay. He took off his loose training clothes and changed into a new one. Then, he hurriedly followed Xiao Zhu to the main hall.
"Un? It seems like it! "
The door to the main hall was tightly shut. Twenty zhang away, Wang Chong's nose twitched. Suddenly, he caught a strong scent of incense in the air.
"This is the scent of high-grade Dao incense! Why would there be Dao incense in the house? What kind of esteemed guest is here? "
Wang Chong suddenly recognized it and was astonished.
The houses of nobles, nobles, and the rich would all have 'Dao incense'. However, the 'Dao incense' in the house of nobles was different.
Usually, only extremely esteemed guests would use it.
In Wang Chong's impression, even The King of Song wouldn't use this Dao incense when he visited the Wang Clan. But now, Wang Chong actually caught the scent of Dao incense.
"What in the world is going on?"
Wang Chong's curiosity was piqued.
Jiya!
Pushing open the door, Wang Chong immediately saw his mother kneeling on the ground, a respectful expression on her face. Around her were the maids, maids, and servants, all of whom were also kneeling.
Before her stood a palace eunuch with cloud patterns. Behind him were more than ten Chamberlains of Imperial Insignia, dressed in golden armor and exuding a powerful aura.
When Wang Chong pushed open the door and walked in, the creaking sound attracted everyone's attention. Many pairs of eyes looked over from all directions.
Wang Chong's eyes met with the palace eunuch, and his heart skipped a beat. His face immediately warped.
This was a eunuch of the palace!
And a yellow-robed eunuch at that!
Yellow was the color of dragons. In the palace, there was only one kind of eunuch who dared to wear such cloud patterns. And that was the head eunuch who served the Holy Emperor.
This was the first time Wang Chong had seen one in his life.
"Unfilial son! Hurry up and kneel before me! "
His mother's stern voice sounded from the guest hall, fearing that she would anger the head eunuch of the palace. Wang Chong's face darkened. He hurriedly stepped over the door sill and walked in.
"Greetings, eunuch!"
Wang Chong walked over and hurriedly bowed, his mind a little uneasy. Even though they were eunuchs, they represented the Emperor.
If there wasn't anything important, they would never appear outside the palace.
"Gongzi, receive the decree!"
The head eunuch glanced at Wang Chong and said calmly. His face was expressionless, giving off an unfathomable feeling.
Just like his mother, Wang Chong knelt down. However, his target wasn't the head eunuch, but the yellow imperial decree in the latter's hands.
"By the will of the heavens, the Emperor declares:
The young master of the Wang Clan, Wang Chong, is to enter the palace immediately to meet the Emperor. Thus! "
The head eunuch picked up the imperial decree on the silver plate, opened it, and read it out before Wang Chong and his mother. There was only a simple sentence on the imperial decree, and after that, there was nothing else.
"That's it?"
Wang Chong raised his head and looked at the head eunuch in astonishment.
"Gongzi, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and receive the decree! "
The head eunuch looked at Wang Chong with disdain. Seeing that Wang Chong was looking at him, his snow-white eyebrows furrowed in displeasure.
"Wang Chong, receive the decree!"
Wang Chong hurriedly stood up, lowered his head, and respectfully received the imperial decree from the head eunuch. Only then did the head eunuch nod his head in satisfaction.
"Gongzi Wang, hurry up and take a bath. Follow me into the palace to meet the Emperor! "
"Wang Chong understands. Thank you, eunuch."
…
An incense's time later, Wang Chong finally walked out of the Wang Family Residence. He was dressed in a white robe, a purple gold crown, and a jade pendant.
The courtyard was silent. All of the servants had retreated, leaving only the head eunuch and the Chamberlains of Imperial Insignia.
Wang Chong lifted his head to look at the sky. Dark clouds hung low in the sky, creating a stifling atmosphere.
"The wind is blowing!"
Wang Chong looked up at the sky and muttered to himself. At that moment, at a place where his eyes couldn't see, Wang Chong suddenly caught a whiff of the wind.
"Hu!"
As though responding to Wang Chong's thoughts, a powerful gust of wind swept the fallen leaves across the courtyard, causing Wang Chong's robe to flutter.
Amidst the rustling of the leaves, Wang Chong stepped into the carriage in the courtyard.
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