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

"Manager Wu has arrived!"

At the sharp shout, everyone turned to look.

In the distance, an old eunuch with fair, loose skin and fine wrinkles walked slowly, followed by two younger eunuchs.

The visitor was one of the five chief eunuchs of the imperial palace.

Wu Xiong!

All the eunuchs in the cold palace slowed their breathing; the oppressive aura emanating from their superiors was no joke.

Shen Mo narrowed his eyes, sizing up the man.

As he left the Cold Palace, he reversed the Dragon Elephant Suppressing Prison Force, forcibly reversing his Qi and blood to the sixth level of Body Refinement.

"My dear nephew, my dear nephew, you died such a tragic death!"

Wu Xiong lowered his head, his face filled with grief. After a long while, he wiped away imaginary tears from his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Have all of my nephew's belongings been properly collected?"

"Reporting to Steward Wu, we have already inventoried all of Steward Wu's belongings. The total amount of gold and silver notes is over 50,000 taels."

Eunuch Jia smiled and stepped forward, just to make himself known to the other party.

"Wu De's accumulated wealth is truly enormous!"

Shen Mo was secretly alarmed, but since he already owned 30% of Zui Hongyan's shares, these tens of thousands of taels were nothing.

Wu Xiong nodded, his gaze fixed directly on Shen Mo: "You are the young Mo that my nephew often mentioned to me, right? What are your thoughts on my nephew's death?"

For an instant.

Shen Mo felt as if he were being watched by a venomous snake; his hair stood on end and a chill ran down his spine.

"I am filled with fear and trepidation."

Shen Mo bowed slightly and said carefully, "As the saying goes, it's lonely at the top. As the head of a palace, Steward Wu must have offended many people on a daily basis..."

"Kid, my gut feeling tells me that you killed Wu De!"

Wu Xiong spoke in an extremely cold tone, using a voice that only the two of them could hear.

Shen Mo was deeply shocked, but his expression remained unchanged. Aside from fear, he showed no remorse and said, "Steward, you are truly wise. Steward Wu has shown me immense kindness; how could I possibly harbor any ill intentions?"

Wu Xiong's gaze was sharp, and after finding no flaw, he suddenly smiled and patted Shen Mo on the shoulder: "I was just joking, don't be scared."

He was still testing the waters.

His internal energy flowed silently, and even with his Blood Refining Realm cultivation, he didn't notice anything unusual. Shen Mo's cultivation was undoubtedly at the sixth level of Body Refinement.

"I'm a coward, please forgive my timidity, Steward," Shen Mo said with an embarrassed smile.

"That won't do."

Wu Xiong shook his head, a playful smile curving his lips: "How could the new steward of the Cold Palace, personally appointed by the Empress, be timid?"

These words were like a thunderbolt from the blue!

The most shocked person present was Shen Mo, who cursed Wu Xiong, the old fox, in his heart. The empress had already been chosen, yet he still tested him several times.

Clearly, it doesn't matter to the Empress whether the person in charge of the Cold Palace is Wu De, Zhang De, Li De, or Liu De.

The important thing is that you have to be one of his people!

"Shut up and obey!"

Wu Xiong paused, then said solemnly, "Her Majesty the Empress has decreed that Shen Mo be appointed as the steward of the Cold Palace, and bestowed upon him a dark blue silk robe! He expects you to take good care of the daily lives of the ladies in the Cold Palace on behalf of Her Majesty."

"Shen Mo will certainly do his utmost and live up to your expectations!"

Shen Mo remained respectful and responded appropriately.

Wu Xiong nodded and said in a low voice, "Come to Fengyi Palace tonight. Her Majesty wishes to see you."

"Yes, sir!"

Shen Mo's body trembled.

Finally, I'm going to meet this legendary Empress.

Subsequently, Wu Xiong ordered the eunuchs to take away Wu De's remains and all his savings before leaving.

"Manager Shen, congratulations!"

"Under Steward Shen's leadership, we are sure to have a bright future."

Everyone offered their congratulations, and the joy washed away the tension and stress from before.

No one mentioned Wu De again; it was as if all traces of him had been erased, and only the Cold Palace continued to operate as usual.

"If I die, someone else will take my place, and no one will remember me anymore."

As Shen Mo thought of this, a chill ran through him.

He gradually came to understand Wu De's dying words: every palace in the imperial palace was a ferocious beast, and every eunuch was nothing more than food for its prey.

Shen Mo emphasized, "We should all work diligently and fulfill our duties, and must not be lazy or negligent!"

The crowd then dispersed.

Shen Mo found Yang Fugui, who had been quietly sweeping the floor. Yang Fugui smiled faintly and asked, "What are your thoughts on being promoted to supervisor?"

"Like walking on thin ice, every step is fraught with danger!"

Shen Mo gave these eight words with great emotion.

Yang Fugui nodded: "Very good! This shows you haven't let temporary victory go to your head; otherwise, Wu De today would be your tomorrow!"

"Uncle Yang, this was found on Wu De. What is it?"

Shen Mo took out the red pill.

Yang Fugui glanced at it and shook his head: "This is a Breakthrough Pill. It can help those at the ninth level of Body Refinement break through to the Blood Refining Realm by 30%, but it will consume one's own potential and leave one stuck at the Blood Refining Realm for life."

Shen Mo was immediately alerted. It turned out that Wu De was secretly preparing to break through. Fortunately, he had acted decisively in advance.

Yang Fugui continued, "Keep this pill for now, but you must not take it. Your martial arts path must not stop at the Blood Transformation Realm."

"Little Mo knows what's important," Shen Mo nodded in agreement.

"Now that you have passed the test, it is time for me to fulfill my promise."

Yang Fugui gave Shen Mo a look, and Shen Mo understood and followed him. The two arrived at the small courtyard.

In the courtyard, there are many wooden figures practicing kung fu.

Yang Fugui said, "I will first teach you a set of powerful finger techniques to lay the foundation for another martial art in the future. Watch carefully."

A fleeting afterimage flashed by.

Yang Fugui's index and middle fingers were firmly inserted into the wooden dummy's head, and this was the result of using only overt force, not covert force.

Shen Mo was horrified. Even if it were a real person, this blow would be enough to pierce the skull.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a killing technique!

Immediately afterwards, Yang Fugui demonstrated the movements, starting fast and gradually slowing them down, and then explained the key points to him.

【Vajra Finger: Minor Success (1/2000)】

"It's actually Buddhist martial arts!"

Shen Mo was quite surprised, and became even more curious about Uncle Yang's identity.

As for the fact that he had already achieved minor success upon first comprehension, he secretly speculated that it was probably because he had laid the foundation with the [Dislocating Tendons and Bones Hand] and the [Raging Waves Fist].

This finger technique seems to have other ingenious uses besides killing...

"Come on, demonstrate it for me."

"good!"

Shen Mo gathered his energy and, in an instant, all the blood and qi in his body condensed on a single finger.

Crackling sound—

The index finger pierced deep into the wood, creating a hole with spiderweb-like cracks around the opening.

Yang Fugui's eyes sharpened, and he exclaimed in amazement, "To have achieved such a feat as a beginner in the Vajra Finger technique, Xiao Mozi, your comprehension is beyond astonishing."

"It's all thanks to Uncle Yang's excellent teaching!"

Shen Mo behaved very humbly.

Uncle Yang had done him a great favor, and his cultivation was unfathomable. Based on his perception alone, he seemed to be an ordinary person who knew nothing about martial arts. This little bit of fortune was nothing in his eyes.

"Practice diligently and don't slack off!"

Yang Fugui paused, then reminded him, "Since you're in charge, you should build your own team. Otherwise, the position of manager will become a burden. Remember, one person can walk fast, but a group of people can walk long."

"Been taught a lesson!"

Shen Mo nodded, deeply agreeing.

As for the selection...