Starting from the imperial palace guards, his clones spread all over the world

The residences in front of the Divine Might Gate seemed like mysterious places hiding countless secrets, intertwined with the complex network of power within the imperial harem.

For a low-level figure like Liang Jin, figuring out the true owners of those houses was as difficult as ascending to heaven.

However, for a second-generation nobleman like Zhou Jiaze, with his family's connections and resources, he should be able to know some of the secrets.

Indeed.

After hearing Liang Jin's inquiry, Zhou Jiaze frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

But soon, he quickly turned his head, searching his memory, and began to answer:

"The abandoned houses in front of the Divine Might Gate... are you talking about the one by the moat?"

"That was the residence of Ma Rang, the former Director of the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs, an existence that everyone in the entire capital knew about."

"About a dozen years ago, Ma Rang died of illness, and the newly appointed Director of the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs, Wang Jin, also known as Factory Director Wang, issued a ruthless order to confiscate Ma Rang's home."

His tone carried a hint of schadenfreude, as if telling a story unrelated to himself:

"Now, not only has the Ma family's residence become a desolate ruin, but even the Ma family's ancestral hall and ancestral graves have all been reduced to broken walls and rubble."

"These places are just desolate and abandoned, and no one dares to easily mention the matter of repairing and developing them."

"After all, everyone knows that Factory Director Wang has an old feud with Ma Rang, and perhaps Factory Director Wang deliberately wants to keep these places in a state of disrepair, in order to warn anyone who tries to oppose him."

After hearing Zhou Jiaze's words, Liang Jin was skeptical.

The Director of the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs, this position in the power system of the Great Qian Imperial Palace, is like a dazzling but dangerous star, the most powerful existence among all the eunuchs, even having the title of "Inner Minister."

Although the rank of the Director of the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs is not high, for people of their level, the rank is already like a formality, what is truly important is the real power in their hands.

The power of the Director of the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs is no weaker than any court minister; he can manipulate the fate of countless people in the shadows of the inner court.

The current Director of the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs, Wang Jin, who also holds the position of Factory Director of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, is even revered by the world as "Lord of Nine Thousand Years," his status is so high that he is second only to one person and above everyone else.

Moreover, the person who can sit in the position of Director of the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs is generally the number one expert in the imperial palace, with unparalleled martial arts skills, making people tremble with fear.

Such a powerful figure would inevitably choose a mansion closest to the Divine Might Gate to show his incomparably noble status.

To say that the abandoned house belonged to the former Director of the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs, Ma Rang, is reasonable in terms of status and power.

However, there is a key point that is puzzling.

Ma Rang's power was already so great that he could control everything as he pleased, so why did he still need to build secret chambers and passages under his mansion, and conduct those strange research experiments with a pile of corpses inside?

This is really a perplexing question, as if a cloud of fog shrouded Liang Jin's heart.

However, Liang Jin was too lazy to delve into these mysterious secrets.

He patted Zhou Jiaze's head, a faint smile appearing on his face, and said:

"You answered very well, and I am also very satisfied. Besides, I have already severed your foot, so I forgive you for throwing your boot at me."

Hearing this, Zhou Jiaze breathed a sigh of relief, a relieved expression on his face, and repeatedly thanked him:

"Thank you, hero! Thank you, hero!"

His voice carried a hint of flattery, but behind this, his heart was already filled with hatred for Liang Jin.

How dare a mere soldier cut off his foot? This was simply a great humiliation for him!

After he manages to escape this time, he will definitely make Liang Jin pay a hundredfold or a thousandfold price, to let him know the consequences of offending him!

However, Liang Jin continued:

"I've forgiven you for the boot incident, but not for other things."

His eyes instantly turned as cold as frost, as if two sharp blades were piercing Zhou Jiaze's heart:

"I heard very clearly just now that you still want to take revenge on me and Zhao Yiyi."

"It seems you can't be allowed to live."

Hearing this, Zhou Jiaze's face once again showed a look of horror, his eyes widened like copper bells, filled with fear and despair.

He hurriedly wanted to open his mouth to explain, but his throat seemed to be tightly strangled by an invisible hand, unable to make any sound.

How could Liang Jin have the patience to listen to his explanation?

In his opinion, only dead people are the safest and most friendly people.

He exerted a little force with his hand, as hard and strong as steel.

"Crack!"

Accompanied by a crisp sound of bone fracture, Zhou Jiaze's neck was directly twisted into a pretzel by Liang Jin.

His legs twitched a few times, like a bird with its wings cut off, struggling a few times before there was no more movement, and the light of life gradually extinguished from his eyes.

Liang Jin slowly stood up, his eyes without a trace of pity.

He entered Xi Rong's name on the panel of [Thousand Mile Tracking].

Since Xi Rong was already eager to deal with Liang Jin, it was impossible for Liang Jin to sit still and passively wait for his next move.

He was bound to strike first and take the initiative to go to him and completely solve this sinister guy!

When taking revenge, how could it wait overnight?

On the panel, Xi Rong's location quickly popped up.

Liang Jin glanced at it, a hint of coldness appearing on his face:

"He's not in the Forbidden Army Barracks, then tonight you are destined to die!"

If Xi Rong was in the Forbidden Army Barracks, a place full of experts, killing him would really be a troublesome thing.

But tonight, he didn't even return to the Forbidden Army Barracks for the night, which undoubtedly created an excellent opportunity for Liang Jin, and things became much simpler.

Immediately, Liang Jin flew out of the window silently like an agile black eagle, and landed lightly on the highest point of the brothel roof.

Here, the view was wide, and most of the buildings in the capital were in full view, like a huge painting unfolding before him.

Liang Jin's eyeballs on [Si Mask] began to slowly turn, and with the magical help of Fire Eyes, his vision could not only see through the situations hidden behind the walls, but also had the ability like a telescope, even seeing the distant situation as if it were close at hand, extremely clear.

His eyes slowly scanned over, first looking towards the imperial palace.

The deep palace compound was like a mysterious and majestic maze, long beyond the gaze of ordinary people.

Yet at this moment, everything within was clearly presented in Liang Jin's sight, its veil lifted by the mysterious power from the [Serpent Mask].

"They say the imperial harem holds three thousand beauties; I must say, there truly are many beauties within this harem."

Liang Jin looked out, and beauties of all kinds resided in magnificent palaces, like canaries imprisoned in golden cages, beautiful yet helpless.

Soon, Liang Jin saw Su Lian.

Su Lian was sleeping soundly at this moment; for a palace maid to be able to fall asleep peacefully at this hour meant her master treated her well.

Seeing her sleeping so peacefully, Liang Jin naturally felt relieved.

Afterward, Liang Jin shifted his gaze towards the southwest bank of Taiye Pond, where the emperor's new residence was built.

It was said that the new residence was where the emperor indulged in debauchery day and night, and after observing for a while, Liang Jin found the rumors to be true.

The various entertainment venues within were readily available, and the extravagance was astonishing; even King Zhou's pools of wine and forests of meat paled in comparison.

Soon, Liang Jin saw a middle-aged man lying on the dragon bed, wrapped in a yellow quilt.

The man had a pale, sickly face, and seemed very afraid of the cold, trembling even while huddled in the quilt.

A large number of eunuchs, palace maids, and imperial physicians knelt around him, as if surrounding the moon with stars, ready to serve the man at any moment.

"It seems this is the emperor."

Liang Jin had been standing guard in the imperial palace's forbidden army for so many years, yet he had never had the chance to see the emperor even once.

Now, he was actually seeing the emperor's face in such a special way, and a sense of感慨不禁涌上心头.

At this moment, an old eunuch in brocade robes and with an extraordinary bearing, surrounded by a group of people, slowly arrived at the emperor's resting palace.

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Seeing this old eunuch, Liang Jin was slightly stunned, a look of surprise on his face:

"It's him?!"

Liang Jin had seen this old eunuch before.

In the [Nine Empty Unbound], this old eunuch liked to guard the Golden Luan Hall of the imperial palace, killing all warriors who broke into the Golden Luan Hall.

Later, he even began to enjoy sitting on the dragon throne, and his delighted appearance was still vivid in Liang Jin's mind.

Liang Jin didn't expect at the time that this guy was actually someone by the emperor's side, and not just anyone!

"Looking at the official robe worn by this old eunuch, it seems he is the Chief of the Eastern Depot, and also the Grand Eunuch of the Directorate of Ceremonial, Wang Jin."

"Only he could have such great ambition, wanting to go even further after reaching the peak of power."

Liang Jin couldn't help but stare intently at this Wang Jin, pondering to himself.

Now that the emperor was seriously ill, what would happen to Wang Jin if he suddenly passed away one day?

From the moment he sat on the dragon throne in the [Nine Empty Unbound], he had already exposed his ambition hidden deep in his heart to some extent.

Just as Liang Jin was pondering.

Suddenly!

Wang Jin abruptly turned his head, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's, looking directly in Liang Jin's direction.

Liang Jin was not surprised by this.

Many top experts would feel a sense of unease when being spied upon, as if a keen sixth sense was reminding them.

Liang Jin had encountered this situation more than once.

But even if those experts could feel a sense of unease, they had no way to possess the ability of clairvoyance like Liang Jin, let alone see Liang Jin's specific location across several miles.

In the end, they could only be suspicious and wonder if their senses were wrong.

However, this time, there was an accident!

Wang Jin's eyes seemed to have met Liang Jin's gaze, and the majesty and killing intent revealed in his eyes were like a sharp blade piercing Liang Jin's heart.

In the next moment, Liang Jin's eyes suddenly felt a burst of stinging pain!

This feeling was as if someone had pierced a steel needle into Liang Jin's eyes, unbearably painful.

However, this stinging pain did not seem to come from the physical body, but from the depths of the spirit, as if an invisible force was violently impacting his soul.

The pain forced Liang Jin to hurriedly shift his gaze, as if avoiding a terrible disaster, which relieved the pain.

At the same time, Liang Jin couldn't help but be shocked:

"It's Martial Intent!"

"What a strong Martial Intent! This Martial Intent realm is definitely much higher than mine to be able to do this."

"I'm afraid... it's already the level of Entering the Nether Realm!"

Martial Intent is divided into three realms: Observing the Ripple, Entering the Nether, and No Edge.

If this Wang Jin really had the Martial Intent of Entering the Nether Realm, then he would be a whole realm higher than Liang Jin, who had only reached the Observing the Ripple Realm!

Liang Jin had always lamented that he had never encountered anyone with Martial Intent in reality.

But who could have expected that the first time he encountered an expert with Martial Intent, he would be so powerful.

Liang Jin composed himself and once again looked towards the emperor's palace in the new residence.

However, this time, he deliberately avoided Wang Jin and instead observed the situation of the surrounding people.

It was not difficult to see from the reactions of the surrounding people that Wang Jin seemed to have noticed someone spying on him, and was ordering the Embroidered Uniform Guards to search in Liang Jin's direction.

It's just that Wang Jin probably wouldn't have thought that Liang Jin was far away, and by the time they searched over, it would be too late.

"This Wang Jin, I am not his opponent yet."

"It is said that the Grand Eunuch of the Directorate of Ceremonial is generally the number one expert in the inner palace, and these words are indeed well-deserved."

"If I encounter this person in the future, I must act cautiously."

Liang Jin had a general judgment in his mind.

He could be sure that this Wang Jin was even more powerful than the Evil Slaughtering King he had encountered before, and much more powerful!

When facing the Evil Slaughtering King, Liang Jin almost lost his life.

Fortunately, the Evil Slaughtering King was focused on escaping; if he had desperately tried to kill Liang Jin, then Liang Jin would have hardly survived at the time.

And Liang Jin believed that if the Evil Slaughtering King and Wang Jin fought, then the one who would die in the end would definitely be the Evil Slaughtering King!

Liang Jin then shifted his gaze; he had no time to pay attention to things like emperors and chiefs of the Eastern Depot.

With his status, if he was just standing guard and living a normal life, then he would most likely never see the emperor or the chief of the Eastern Depot in his lifetime.

Liang Jin had no intention of contacting them now either.

Right now, he still had to find his enemy, which was his primary task tonight.

Soon, with the cooperation of [Thousand Mile Tracking], Liang Jin immediately saw that familiar figure:

"I've finally found you!"