The eunuch in the cold palace: You get the Nine Yang Divine Skill right from the start!

Outside the Phoenix Palace.

Wu De lowered his head, his expression serious as if he had something on his mind.

Before him, Wu Xiong calmly asked, "Have you delivered Her Majesty the Empress's reward?"

"I brought it!"

"This Shen Mo is quite a talent. Even the proud and arrogant Princess looks up to him. I've never heard of him before."

Wu Xiong narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp: "You're hiding something from me."

Wu De immediately knelt down and sighed bitterly, "I dare not hide it from you, Uncle. More than half a month ago, I followed your instructions and chose a young eunuch to humiliate Consort Shu. That person... was Shen Mo."

"What? It was him?"

Wu Xiong's eyes widened, his face instantly darkening: "What kind of work have you done? Why didn't you get rid of him sooner?"

"This person's physique is similar to that of Chu Juji back then, so I thought..."

Wu Xiong sneered and interrupted, "So you're thinking of using him as a cash cow, secretly pushing him onto the ladies for their own gain, and reaping huge profits? No wonder this little Mozi risked his life to stop the Fourth Prince; it turns out there's some affection between them."

"Actually, my nephew had a backup plan. He put a slow-acting poison in his daily meals. He was originally scheduled to die in three months, but now it seems that he has probably already noticed it."

Wu De, with a bitter expression, truthfully confessed everything.

He never expected that he would grow up so fast in less than a month!

First, she forced him to humiliate the imperial concubine, and then she secretly poisoned him. How could the hatred between the two be easily resolved?

"This kid must not be allowed to live! But you can't touch him for the next month or two. Even if he squats on your head and shits, you have to smile and hand him toilet paper. Once he's out of the limelight... I don't need to tell you, do I?"

Wu Xiong smiled sinisterly, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Wu De nodded in agreement, "That's what I was thinking too, but he's probably at the fifth or sixth level of Body Refinement now, and he might even have some defensive treasures. If we give him another month or two..."

"It's alright! You've been stuck at the ninth level of Body Refinement for many years. This Breakthrough Pill should help you break through. It can be considered a reward for your loyalty over the years."

Wu Xiong opened his palm, and there lay a red pill the size of a longan, emitting a pungent medicinal smell.

Each pill that can help someone break through from the ninth level of Body Refinement to the Blood Moving Realm is extremely precious. The Breakthrough Pill is only of the lowest grade. Taking it will deplete your potential, and you will remain stuck at the Blood Moving Realm for the rest of your life, unable to make any further progress.

Even so, it is still something Wu De urgently needs right now.

"Thank you for the pill, Uncle! If I reach the Blood Transformation Realm, I'm confident I can eliminate Shen Mo!"

Wu Deqian accepted the elixir.

He didn't believe Shen Mo could break through in two months; he just needed to stabilize him for another two months.

Seeing him about to leave, Wu Xiong frowned and asked, "Nephew, have you forgotten something?"

"Look at my memory!"

Wu De slapped his forehead, forcing back the pain, and pulled out a stack of silver notes, saying, "This is to honor my uncle, a total of thirty thousand taels!"

"Hmm? I don't like hearing that."

Wu Xiong slowly put the silver note into his pocket, and said with dissatisfaction, "I'm using your money to do your thing. If it weren't for our uncle-nephew relationship, you wouldn't even have anywhere to spend your money."

"Yes, it's because my level of understanding is too low."

Wu De forced a smile, but in his heart he had already cursed his uncle hundreds of times.

What kind of bullshit uncle-nephew relationship is this?

No matter what you ask him to do, he charges money. If you really cause a big disaster, this uncle will definitely be the first to cut ties with him.

"After moving to the Blood Realm, make sure things are handled cleanly and don't leave any loose ends."

"I understand, nephew."

Wu De bowed and took his leave. As he turned away, a hint of ruthlessness and resentment flashed in his eyes.

He walked alone along the secluded palace path, the shadows of the trees heavy, the night eerily quiet.

Just as I rounded the bend, a violent gust of wind from a punch suddenly came from behind!

Wu De was so shocked that his soul almost left his body. In his haste, he circulated his qi and blood and turned around to strike out with a palm.

Bang-!

Fists and palms collided, creating a shockwave.

Wu De felt his arm go numb and his blood surge. He staggered back several steps, felt a sweet taste in his throat, and almost vomited blood.

"What domineering and powerful punches!" He was deeply shocked.

The dark figure approached step by step, its aura as cold as a knife.

Before he could regain his footing, the second and third punches came crashing down like raging waves, each one stronger than the last—it was the Raging Waves Fist!

Wu De tried his best to unleash the Bone-Melting Palm, but it was broken through layer by layer by that brute force. With each punch he blocked, his blood and qi weakened a little.

In just over ten rounds, they were forced to the wall with no way out.

"puff--"

Shen Mo punched him squarely in the chest, shattering several ribs.

Wu De crashed heavily to the ground, vomiting blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and his life force instantly waned.

"Xiao Mozi, I know it's you!" Wu De coughed up blood, mixed with fragments of internal organs, his face as pale as paper.

Shen Mo slowly stepped forward, preparing to remove the ghost mask so that he would die knowing why.

Wu De gave a bitter laugh, his voice weak yet unusually calm: "No need to remove it. In this palace, apart from those few important figures, who doesn't wear a 'mask'? Who can act recklessly?"

Shen Mo stood silently, wanting to hear what his enemy had to say before he died.

"I've met countless people in my life, but I've overlooked you, Xiao Mozi. Your future achievements will definitely surpass mine, but I still want to give you a few words of advice as someone who's been through it all."

Wu De speaks very slowly, but his words are clear and logical.

"I'm all ears," Shen Mo said calmly.

"From the cold palace to the entire harem, it's a battlefield where everyone is prey to each other. If you don't want to be eaten, you have to be more ruthless and decisive than others."

Wu De paused for a moment, then sighed, "In terms of ruthlessness, you're not as good as me; in terms of decisiveness, I'm not as good as you."

Shen Mo frowned, as if he had realized something.

Wu De seemed lost in memories, murmuring, "When I first entered the palace, I was just like you, suffering endless oppression. My so-called uncle didn't help me at all. From then on, I learned how to scheme, how to exploit, and how to instill fear in others!"

These words almost exhausted all his strength.

His pupils were gradually dilating, his expression shifting between a hysterical laugh, fear, and relief:

"Look at those magnificent palaces, don't they look like ferocious beasts that devour people without spitting out the bones? The palace gates are the beast's merciless maws. Whether it's you or me, every eunuch in the palace, once you step through the gate, you're nothing but food for its mouth."

"If there is an afterlife... I would rather die poor and starve than be a slave in the palace again..."

Wu De looked relieved, as if he had finally been freed.

Her last words were barely audible; they were carried away by a gentle breeze.

Shen Mo stared at Wu De, who had already died, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

The initial joy of defeating the enemy had diminished somewhat.

Then he started looting the corpse.

Etiquette must not be disregarded; touching a corpse is the greatest respect one can show to the enemy.

Shen Mo only found the Breakthrough Pill; the rest was obviously hidden elsewhere.

This man was cautious in his actions. He always let his servants taste his food first and always traveled with his trusted confidants. The only exception was when he met his uncle, he went alone. This allowed the man to seize the opportunity.

"Wu De, your journey has come to an end."

"My journey has only just begun."

Shen Mo looked up and glanced at the sky; the night was just as dark as that day.

He shook his head, then leaped away and disappeared into the deep night.