Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

Having figured out the plan, Chen Mo headed straight for the warehouse and immediately got to work.

When ordinary people prepare sleeping potions, they must pay attention to the proportions and timing of the preparation. If they make a slight mistake, the potion will be ineffective or even cause problems.

But for Chen Mo, combining the advanced pharmaceutical techniques with this basic drug was simpler than boiling water.

The Imperial Medical Academy's warehouses boasted top-notch reserves of medicinal herbs, with all sorts of rare and precious herbs neatly categorized and arranged in an all-encompassing manner.

Leaving aside other uses, the position of Imperial Physician is truly convenient for collecting and dispensing medicines.

In just half an hour, a small amount of grayish-white powder was contained in a paper packet.

Chen Mo picked up a small amount of powder and examined it closely under the lamplight.

The powder is as fine as flour, has no odor, and looks ordinary, showing no sign of danger.

However, this medicine is extremely potent; anyone below the Grandmaster level who comes into contact with it will immediately collapse.

After carefully storing the medicine powder and blowing out the warehouse lights, Chen Mo waited quietly until night fell.

Before we knew it, it was the hour of Chou (1-3 AM).

The entire palace was deathly silent, utterly still, even the sounds of night patrols had become sparse.

A dark figure scaled the high wall of the Imperial Hospital, moving swiftly along the base of the wall in the shadows, its movements as light as the wind, without making a sound.

Dressed in all black, masked and with her hair tied up, she blended perfectly into the night.

Two patrol teams of night guards passed by on the palace road, their lanterns casting a glow across the streets and alleys.

But at the edge of their sight, the dark figure had already darted more than twenty feet away, leaving no trace.

At the entrance of Consort Li's palace, two guards with swords stood under the lamplight, drowsy and relaxed.

Under the cover of darkness, Chen Mo silently slipped past the two men.

Both guards were at the late stage of the Transformation Realm, which would be considered quite formidable outside the palace. However, in front of Chen Mo, who was at the half-step Innate Realm, the difference was like an insurmountable chasm, and they couldn't detect any movement at all.

During his daytime consultations and casual conversations, he secretly figured out the layout of the entire palace.

The main house, the side rooms, the side halls, the corridors, the rooms where the maids lived, the orientation of the doors and windows, the dead corners of the traffic flow—all the details were firmly memorized.

Chen Mo precisely reached the door of the side room where the maid lived and paused slightly.

He silently recited to himself, "I have no choice but to resort to this desperate measure in order to steal the Nine Yin Manual."

Before pushing the door open, he had already positioned himself in the best spot.

With its back against the wall, the view of the entire room is completely blocked, and all doors, windows, and exits are covered.

He had anticipated all possible contingencies.

A mere maidservant at the Transformation Realm cannot cause him any trouble.

Chen Mo even anticipated her panicked attack direction and the distance from which she drew her sword, keeping the entire process under control.

With a slight creak, the wooden door slowly opened, the sound so soft it was like a cat taking a step.

But the maid on the bed was far more alert than the average person.

The moment the sound rang out, she sat up abruptly.

With a clang, the longsword was drawn instantly. He landed firmly on the ground, the tip of the sword aimed directly at the dark figure at the doorway, ready to strike.

"Who goes there?!"

A sliver of moonlight shone through the crack in the door, illuminating the veiled figure at the entrance.

Chen Mo felt a slight sense of helplessness.

Deadpool's alertness is truly top-notch.

If I had known she was so perceptive, I could have just blown the medicine into the room through the window crack; there would have been no need for a direct confrontation.

However, since things have come to this point, the outcome is still controllable.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the paper packet opened, and grayish-white powder was scattered in his face.

The maid's pupils contracted sharply, and she instinctively mistook it for a long-range projectile and immediately swung her sword to block it.

The sword's edge was empty; there was no hard object striking it.

However, the airflow generated by her sword swings instead swept all the medicinal powder into her mouth and nose.

The maid's expression changed drastically in an instant, and she was about to open her mouth to warn and call for help.

A feeling of dizziness instantly swept over my whole body, the world spun around me, and my limbs suddenly went weak and powerless.

Chen Mo stood quietly at the doorway, waiting for the effects of the drug to take hold.

One breath, two breaths.

The maid's hand holding the sword completely lost its strength, her internal energy was stagnant and blocked, and she couldn't mobilize it at all. Her eyelids were so heavy that she could hardly open them.

At that moment, she finally realized what was happening.

The other party wasn't there to kill her, but to drug her.

She didn't have time to consider her purpose after drugging him.

In an instant, all the shock and anger in her eyes vanished, leaving only utter resolve.

Without the slightest hesitation or doubt.

With a swift twist of his wrist, the sharp blade aimed directly at his own neck and slashed down.

"you--"

Upon seeing this, Chen Mo immediately stepped forward.

With his near-innate speed, even mosquitoes and flies couldn't fly within ten steps, so there was absolutely no time to stop him.

But from beginning to end, he never anticipated the option of suicide.

He had considered every possibility—shouting, resisting, or escaping—but he hadn't anticipated that this Deadpool would be so fiercely independent, preferring death to surrender.

There's always a way to deal with those who cling to life.

However, there was no way to stop these assassins who didn't even care about their own lives.

His body crashed to the ground, and warm blood gushed out from the wound on his neck, slowly spreading across the ground.

The moonlight slanted into the room, making the dark red bloodstains on the floor glaringly obvious.

Chen Mo stood quietly in place, sighing silently.

Miscalculated.

As expected, he was a death squad personally trained by the emperor.

He bent down to examine her; the maid's breath had completely ceased. Her suicide was swift and decisive, leaving herself no chance of survival.

Half a packet of the secret medicinal powder was wasted, and the person died instantly.

This scheme has resulted in an outrageously bad loss.

It is evident that the other six maids in the harem were likely also of the same stubborn nature, unyielding to both soft and hard approaches.

The approach of using maids as spies is completely unworkable.

There was no loud noise or shouting for help inside the house.

The two guards on duty outside the palace were still drowsy and completely unaware of the changes taking place inside the courtyard.

Chen Mo did not leave immediately, but stood quietly in the shadows, quickly deducing all the subsequent chain reactions.

The body would inevitably be discovered by the palace servants at dawn.

The incident must be reported to the palace.

The case involves the residences of the imperial concubines, so the emperor must be aware of it.

Once they find out, they will definitely come to investigate in person.

Because the harem holds the emperor's greatest secret, and the concubines have never lost their virginity, it is easy for outsiders to uncover all sorts of hidden flaws if they are thoroughly investigated.

The emperor would never entrust such a crucial secret to someone else.

Once he understood this, a glimmer of light instantly appeared in Chen Mo's eyes.

He didn't need to go to great lengths to search the entire palace.

Those who are hiding in the shadows will reveal themselves on their own.

During the day, the palace is crowded with people and eyes. Whenever the emperor makes any unusual move, the palace staff and eunuchs will inevitably gossip about it, and the news cannot be kept secret at all.

Even without the rumors, he had already scouted the area a few days earlier and memorized the location of the tallest nine-story building in the palace.

The night was deep, a perfect time to begin making arrangements.

He wanted to use this murder case as a pretext to lure the emperor into hiding his training grounds.

Without further hesitation, the shadowy figure set off again, using the cover of night to swiftly traverse the palace corridors, dodging three patrolling guards in succession, and climbing to the ninth floor.

The eaves of the building soared high, the night wind howled, and the copper bells tinkled softly.

Chen Mo, suspended in a dark corner, quickly installed the surveillance camera with one hand.

The pinhole camera prepared by Ye Yunshu was only the size of a fingernail. It had built-in night vision and motion detection functions, and its built-in power supply could last for up to three months. Its concealment was so good that no one could detect it.

All the monitoring equipment was installed, and the sky was already beginning to lighten.

Chen Mo's figure flickered and disappeared completely outside the high walls of the palace.