Chapter 183

Zhuge Shenhou—he knew of him.

He was the Master of the Four Great Constables.

The chief drill instructor of the Great Ming's 180,000 Imperial Forest Army.

Once, for his outstanding battle merits, he was enfeoffed as the Six-Five Divine Marquis!

He was paired with the Iron-Bold Divine Marquis Zhu Wushi, the two of them jointly known as the Twin Marquises of Great Ming.

His cultivation was in no way inferior to Zhu Wushi's!

Only, for reasons unknown, he had vanished for over a decade.

Otherwise—

When Zhu Wushi rebelled back then, this man alone would have been enough to face him head-on!

From this one could well imagine—

That he could teach such disciples—

Then as their Master, his cultivation must certainly be no weaker!!

"The specifics, this minister is not entirely clear on either."

"Because that one seems to have already sealed himself away for many years."

"However, what can be confirmed is—"

"His cultivation is, at the very least, at the late-stage or peak of a Land-Celestial Immortal!"

Wei Jinzhong was briefly taken aback.

He answered truthfully.

Although this level of cultivation, among the foundations of the various great dynasties, could only be considered at the very bottom.

But to handle this matter—

It would be more than enough!

"Mm...."

"I understand."

"Everything—wait until tomorrow night!"

A thoughtful glint flashed through his eyes.

Zhu Houzhao nodded slightly and asked no more.

104 — On the Night of the Full Moon, the Apex of the Forbidden City! (Seeking subscriptions)

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The night passed without incident.

The next day.

The weather was clear, the sunshine bright.

Only, perhaps because tonight they would witness the duel between the Sword God and the Sword Saint—

The atmosphere throughout the entire Forbidden City had grown somewhat grim and murderous.

Not to mention the martial artists of the jianghu—

Even ordinary commoners seemed to have caught a whiff of that "a storm is coming, the wind fills the tower" feeling.

Making the originally bustling and noisy Ducheng—

At this moment become unusually deserted and cold.

Apart from a few stall-keepers eking out a living for their families—

On the streets—

Everyone coming and going was none other than a jianghu expert, weapons in hand, faces stern and grave.

Of course—

If one were to talk about lively places, there were some too.

The entire Forbidden City—

Any inn, wine-house, tea-house, or pleasure quarter—

Was without exception packed to the brim.

The liveliness of the scene formed a stark contrast with the outside.

Eastern Depot.

Gazing at the neatly arrayed ranks of men before him—

Cao Zhengchun, his face a picture of sinister femininity, said coldly:

"I presume you all know the mission by now?"

"This Governor hopes there will be no mishaps tonight!"

"Otherwise, don't blame this Governor for turning hostile and refusing to recognize anyone! I'll have you taken for a trip to the Prison of Edicts!"

As he spoke—

A bone-chilling killing intent instantly flooded the entire hall.

The terrifying aura made it hard even to breathe, almost suffocating.

"Your subordinates obey the order!"

They instinctively shuddered.

The crowd answered in unison, loudly.

As Eastern Depot agents—

They naturally knew full well the tortures inside the Prison of Edicts.

Therefore.

Upon hearing these words.

Which one of them was not chilled to the bone, their face filled with fear.

"That is most fitting."

Seeing this, Cao Zhengchun.

Nodded his head with considerable satisfaction.

A faint smile surfaced on his face.

Then he waved his hand again.

"Enough, all of you may disperse."

"Your subordinate takes his leave!"

The crowd said in low voices with respectful faces.

The Western Depot.

Compared to Cao Zhengchun's grand fanfare.

Yu Huatian's side was far simpler.

He was seen sitting at the head seat, calmly savoring a cup of fragrant tea.

Inside the room, over a dozen people had also gathered.

Every single one of them was a high-ranking member of the Western Depot.

Only at this moment, their faces were utterly solemn.

Their gazes fixed straight on Yu Huatian, awaiting orders.

"This time, Your Majesty has ordered our four great organizations to act together; I trust the importance of this needs no further explanation?"

"This Governor has only one demand of you!"

"That is, while completing the mission, you must absolutely outshine the other three by a notch!"

"So that our Western Depot earns Your Majesty's favor and ascends to the head of the four great organizations!!"

"If any incident or mishap occurs during this period."

"This Governor will surely have you flayed and stuffed with straw, your body torn into ten thousand pieces!!"

He took a light sip of tea.

Yu Huatian's bewitching cheeks were filled with cold intent.