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

Ning'er said, "Little Mozi, you've really struck gold this time! These ladies will definitely treat you well."

Liu Ruyan nodded upon hearing this.

Although these concubines in the Cold Palace were demoted to the Cold Palace for various reasons, their families and connections still exist, and the favors they have done to dispel the chill of the Cold Palace are considerable.

Shen Mo then realized that his original intention was simply to use the cold energy to break through.

Hello, I'm happy, everyone's happy.

Suddenly remembering something, Liu Ruyan asked, "Speaking of which, we still owe the Princess a huge favor. Xiao Mozi, have you gone to thank her yet?"

"Forgot everything."

Shen Mo slapped his forehead and laughed awkwardly.

After recovering from his serious injuries, he first attempted to assassinate Wu De, and then went to serve the Empress, forgetting about the Eldest Princess.

Liu Ruyan nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "That's fine then. We need to prepare a substantial gift of thanks, but what in the world could possibly catch the Princess's eye..."

"No need, I'll take care of it."

Shen Mo walked into the room and quickly wrote down a note.

Liu Ruyan asked in surprise, "Could it be some kind of winemaking method again?"

"No, it's just a little trinket that the Princess will surely be pleased with." Shen Mo deliberately kept her in suspense, smiling slightly. "You'll find out what it is in a few days."

The rain stopped.

Inside the pavilion of Yaohua Palace.

Chu Leyao was playing chess with Xiao Yishu. When she got to a difficult move, her brows furrowed so deeply they could crush a crab.

Xiao Yishu took the teacup from the accompanying eunuch, took a small sip, and asked casually:

"Sister, what is your relationship with that Shen Mo that makes you worth a Hundred Herbs Salvation Pill?"

After witnessing Shen Mo's silver tongue, she had a lingering question: Did Shen Mo also use this method to get close to Chu Leyao?

If that's the case, then this silence is of little use.

Furthermore, Chu Leyao seemed to have no interest in matters between men and women, let alone a little eunuch.

"This is my private matter, sister-in-law, please don't interfere. Just keep an eye on Chu Feng."

Chu Leyao glanced at Xiao Yishu, then focused all her attention back on the chessboard.

A flash of anger crossed Xiao Yishu's eyes, but she quickly suppressed it.

The two addressed each other intimately in private, but their relationship was not actually that good. What was hateful was that Chu Leyao had the power to disregard her status as empress.

If it weren't for Chu Leyao's firm insistence, how could she, so devoted to her son, have the heart to confine Chu Feng to his home?

"The Eldest Princess!"

A young eunuch ran to the courtyard entrance and reported, "Xiao Mozi, the steward of the Cold Palace, has brought a brocade pouch."

"Quick! Bring it here, we're done playing."

Chu Leyao stood up abruptly, took the brocade pouch from the young eunuch, and murmured as she looked at it, "Milk...honey...ice...wonderful!"

She quickly put the note away and said to the young eunuch:

"Tell Xiaomozi that I received her thank-you gift, and I'm very satisfied."

"What has Xiao Mozi presented? May I take a look, sister-in-law?" Xiao Yishu asked curiously, but Chu Leyao didn't give her any face and said mysteriously, "Sister-in-law will know in a few days."

"Alright, I'm a bit tired anyway."

Xiao Yishu yawned and said irritably to her attendants, "Prepare the carriage, return to the palace!"

"No need to see me out!"

Chu Leyao was completely focused on the note, so she ran straight to the kitchen and ordered the imperial chef to make it according to the recipe on the note.

Just left Yaohua Palace.

Xiao Yishu coldly said to Wu Xiong, "Later, you will personally go and have Xiao Mozi come to see me!"

"Your servant obeys," Wu Xiong replied respectfully.

........

Yang Fugui sensed Shen Mo's cultivation level. The abundant blood and qi were no less than those of a martial artist who had just broken through to the Blood Refining Realm, but his realm was undoubtedly the ninth level of Body Refinement, and there was no sign of any superficiality or forced growth.

He exclaimed in astonishment, "Incredible, absolutely incredible!"

"Uncle Yang, you lost the bet."

Shen Mo smiled slightly; it wasn't easy to make Uncle Yang lose once.

Yang Fugui nodded and sighed softly, "Alright! I'll let you stay in a single room! Now that you've reached the ninth level of Body Refinement, I should also tell you about the Blood Transformation Realm so you can prepare."

"I'm all ears!"

Shen Mo took a deep breath and listened intently.

He was deeply impressed. Xiao Guizi was only at the Blood Refining Realm, and he completely overwhelmed him, a Body Refining Realm martial artist!

Even with the Nine Yang and Dragon Elephant skills, he could only barely block two moves.

"The Blood-Moving Realm, as the name suggests, is for moving blood and qi; it is also known as the Blood-Washing Realm in folk terms."

"Blood washing?"

"That's right! It's like a pool filled with water. Washing away blood is like washing away all the small fish, shrimp, aquatic plants, and moss in the water. The water level may seem to become shallower, but in reality, what remains is a pool of clean water."

Shen Mo nodded thoughtfully and said, "I understand. It's a process of refining and perfecting."

"Not bad! During the breakthrough, based on the performance of Qi and blood and physical constitution, it is divided into three types: good blood transfusion, superior blood transfusion, and top-grade blood transfusion."

Yang Fugui paused, then frowned and said, "Although your blood and qi are abundant, your physical constitution is still somewhat lacking. If nothing unexpected happens, you will most likely be a top-grade blood transfusion cultivator, and there will be no way to make up for it after you break through."

"If all else fails, then we'll settle for the highest quality."

Shen Mo seemed quite relaxed about it.

He had inquired with Liu Ruyan beforehand, asking her to keep an eye out for treasures that could enhance one's physical constitution. However, those that could enhance one's physical constitution were all rare and precious treasures that were hard to come by, and even with the Liu family's wealth, they had not been able to collect them.

Yang Fugui seemed to be thinking about something, and said, "I will go out of the palace tonight to find it for you. During this time, you should focus on polishing it. I will come back in half a month."

"Uncle Yang..."

Shen Mo was so moved that he didn't know what to say. To be fair, he hadn't done anything, yet Yang Fugui had devoted all his efforts to nurturing him.

Yang Fugui waved his hand: "Enough of the small talk. Just prepare the money when the time comes. Such a treasure is no small amount. Also, be careful in everything you do while I'm gone."

"Xiao Mozi understands."

Yang Fugui nodded and said no more. He picked up a broom and left the courtyard to continue sweeping, just like an ordinary old eunuch with no cultivation.

Shen Mo silently kept this kindness in his heart.

He owed Uncle Yang an ever-increasing debt, and all he could do now was to cultivate diligently and live up to his expectations.

Crackling sound—

Crackling sound—

Two more holes were added to the already riddled wooden figure, until it was completely unusable. Shen Mo then replaced it with a second brand new wooden figure.

The Vajra Finger technique progresses steadily and methodically.

I don't know how much time passed.

In a moment, inspiration struck.

Shen Mo stared at the fingertips, which were pressed against the wooden figure but not inserted even a fraction of an inch, appearing to be perfectly intact.

next moment.

boom--

A surge of hidden power erupted from the center of the wood, instantly shattering the sturdy wooden figure into pieces.

"The hidden strength has appeared!"

Shen Mo stared excitedly at his fingers. Although it was the first time he had ever done it, he knew that with practice, he would master it completely.

Just then, Wu Xiong's soft, annoying voice came from outside the courtyard.

"Little Mozi, Her Majesty the Empress wishes to see you. Shall we go together?"

Shen Mo's joyful mood was instantly shattered, and only two words rose in his mind.

Bitter!