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

How much sorrow can one have? It's like an eunuch visiting a brothel.

Upon seeing Shen Mo at the door, Hao Daqiang hurriedly stepped forward: "Why are you only arriving now, Eunuch Shen?"

"Something happened on the way that delayed us. So this Bazhenlou was originally a brothel?"

Shen Mo was somewhat speechless; the name had nothing to do with brothels.

Hao Daqiang said awkwardly, "So Eunuch Shen isn't into this? Eunuch Chen has already prepared everything; if we have to prepare it all over again..."

"It's alright, I'm not that kind of old-fashioned person."

Shen Mo waved his hand, gesturing for Hao Daqiang to proceed. Hao Daqiang immediately smiled and said, "Please, Eunuch Shen!"

The two men invited him back and forth, eventually leading him to a private room.

Hearing the commotion, Chen Henian came out of the room to greet him, saying, "Eunuch Shen, we've been waiting for you!"

"polite!"

Shen Mo entered the room and found the table laden with all sorts of delicacies, and a large bed in the corner.

Meanwhile, there were six beautiful women standing next to him, of good quality, but unfortunately they were too vulgar.

Chen Henian said with a fawning smile, "Eunuch Shen, please choose first."

Shen Mo didn't stand on ceremony and randomly picked two women, who stood behind him with honored expressions.

The dinner party then began.

With a single glance, the person on the left proactively picked up some food and fed it to him, while the person on the right took a damp cloth to wipe his mouth.

No wonder men love to eat at brothels!

However, for the three of them, the meal was just a formality; the main purpose was to strengthen their bond so they could help each other in the palace in the future.

After several rounds of drinks...

As the group got into a lively conversation, Shen Mo's expression suddenly froze.

He thought he heard a familiar voice from a room not far away.

"Eunuch Shen, what's wrong?" The two stewards exchanged a glance and asked curiously.

Shen Mo got up and pushed open the door. He went to the door of the room where the sound came from and saw a burly man with a fair complexion guarding the door. His face had a stern and menacing air about him.

Eunuch?

Shen Mo frowned, smelling the stench of urine on the other person.

"Get out!" the burly eunuch coldly uttered.

Suppressing his anger, Shen Mo took out his identification badge: "Brother, may I ask if the person in the room is the son of the Minister of Revenue?"

"My name is Chu Juji, the current commander of the Eastern Depot, and also the former steward of the Cold Palace. Let me give you a piece of advice—don't meddle in other people's business!" After reading it, his expression softened slightly, and he said calmly.

It turns out that this person is none other than the famous Chu Juji!

Shen Mo was taken aback and frowned, asking, "So you're Chu Juji. Why are you now a lackey of someone else?"

"There are rules in the palace and there are regulations outside. If you don't leave, I'll have no choice but to take action."

Chu Juji's face darkened, and his aura suddenly surged, revealing his mid-stage Blood Transformation cultivation.

At this moment, Wang Zhi opened the door with an annoyed look on his face: "Who is it, disturbing my enjoyment?"

Through the crack in the door.

Shen Mo saw Su Chan lying on the bed, wearing only a thin shirt, with her other clothes thrown on the floor, her eyes filled with grief and despair.

"It's you!"

Wang Zhi was so frightened he almost peed himself. He slammed the door shut and yelled, "Commander Chu, teach him a lesson!"

Without wasting words, Chu Juji immediately unleashed a tiger claw strike.

"Well done!"

Without dodging or flinching, Shen Mo immediately unleashed a powerful, simplistic, and devastating punch.

The mighty tiger that once dominated the mountains and forests was instantly swept away by the raging waves.

A sharp pain shot through Chu Juji's wrist; it was completely broken, and his tiger claw had become like a sick cat.

"How is this possible?"

Chu Juji couldn't believe what he was seeing. Shen Mo's aura was clearly that of the early stage of Blood Refining, yet he had defeated Chu Juji, who was at the mid stage of Body Refining, in one move.

Before you could react, the second punch had already landed!

He hurriedly raised his arm to block, but the domineering and fierce punch shattered his arm bone and sent him flying back several meters, even though Shen Mo was holding back.

"If it weren't for the fact that you were once the steward of the Cold Palace, you would already be dead from this punch!"

As he spoke, Shen Mo kicked the door open.

Seeing that things were not going well, Wang Zhi immediately climbed out of the window. There was a muffled thud, and when Shen Mo came to the window, Wang Zhi, who had fallen from the building, was limping away with his broken leg.

Shen Mo turned and went to the bedside, asking, "How are you?"

"I'm fine, it's just..."

Tears welled in Su Chan's eyes as she choked out, "They burned down my martial arts school and killed my apprentice. Their parents trusted me so much to send their children to me to learn martial arts, and now..."

He sighed silently.

Although the martial arts world is said to be more about human relationships than fighting and killing, it doesn't mean there's no fighting or killing. Since Wang Zhi couldn't do anything about himself, he turned his attention to Su Chan.

If they hadn't arrived in time, Su Chan would have been humiliated as well.

Thinking of this, Shen Mo's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he was about to climb out the window to give chase.

"The Crown Prince is Wang Zhi's brother-in-law!" Chu Juji reminded him, enduring the pain.

Upon hearing this, Shen Mo froze.

In order to hone the abilities of the crown prince, the emperor delegated many powers, including the Eastern Depot. Wang Zhi was even able to persuade Chu Juji to work for him.

Shen Mo frowned and asked, "You were involved in burning down the martial arts school and killing the disciples, weren't you?"

"Those were all done by Wang Zhi's men. I was only responsible for protecting his safety," Chu Juji answered truthfully.

"Silence, I want to go home!"

Su Chan spoke softly, but it was like a thunderclap in Shen Mo's ears.

He knew where she meant by "home".

"Okay, I'll take you home!"

Suxin Nunnery.

Shen Mo brought the heartbroken Su Chan back and recounted what had happened.

Even the most composed abbot was moved at this moment, and said sorrowfully, "Heaven cherishes life, yet Wang Zhi committed murder, arson, and all sorts of evil deeds. Is he even human?"

"Master, I would like to go back to the nunnery for a while, is that alright?" Su Chan asked timidly.

"Sure, you can stay as long as you want. This has always been your home!"

The abbot hurriedly turned his head to wipe away his tears.

Shen Mo was about to say goodbye and leave when Su Chan grabbed his sleeve and shook her head, saying, "Never mind!"

"I know what's important."

Shen Mo took a deep breath, turned around, and walked down the mountain.

This scene was witnessed by Abbess Duanchen, who was not far away.

down the mountain.

Shen Mo was caught in a dilemma.

With his current Blood Transformation Realm cultivation, it wouldn't be difficult for him to find an opportunity to kill Wang Zhi; the difficulty lies in how to handle the aftermath.

Regardless of whether he will be troubled by the Minister of Revenue and the Crown Prince, what if they make a move against Su Chan again, or even implicate everyone in Su Xin Nunnery?

"Still weak!"

Shen Mo sighed. If he were the emperor, he wouldn't have so much trouble.

Or, if they possess unfathomable cultivation like Uncle Yang, then we'll slaughter them until the heavens and earth are darkened.

The power of the pinnacle and the ultimate martial arts are the two hardest fists in this world.

At this moment, his desire for both reached its peak.

"Shen Mo, the steward of the Cold Palace, right?"

Suddenly, a group of people rushed out and surrounded them.

Leading the horsemen was an old eunuch with white eyebrows, Cao Lingkun, the head of the Eastern Depot!

"It's me!"

Shen Mo felt relieved to see them; he didn't have to make a choice, because he had no choice at all.

Cao Lingkun sneered, "Then that's it. Arrest him!"