Gou Zai Liang Jie as a Human Gu

"Little Gui Zi, you'd better serve her well. If you do, you'll be rewarded handsomely. Maybe they'll even take you out of this cold palace because you're clever," Xiao Yuan Zi urged Lin Mo.

Thank you for your grand promise.

Lin Mo inwardly scoffed, but outwardly he was all smiles and said obsequiously, "Eunuch Yuan, please rest assured, I will prepare the best palace for Her Majesty, ensuring that she feels at home as if she were returning to her maiden home."

"That's good then." Xiao Yuanzi gave a few more instructions and then left the courtyard.

Lin Mo hurriedly grabbed his tools and went to clean the palace.

Other eunuchs from the Cold Palace were also cleaning along with her. One of them, who served the deposed concubine, was named Xiao Li Zi and was Xiao Gui Zi's only close friend in the palace.

Upon seeing Lin Mo, she even asked him where he had gone last night and why she hadn't seen him gambling.

Lin Mo gave a vague answer and moved aside to clean.

While cleaning, he analyzed the current situation.

Jueyuan, Emperor Chengping, Consort Xiao, Consort Qin, and Wuchenzi—these are the people at the pinnacle of power that I have encountered since entering the Dream Ruins Blessed Land.

Jueyuan can be ruled out; he was just a tool.

It is estimated that he died in the explosion during the battle.

As for Emperor Chengping, he was an utterly incompetent ruler who ruined the fate of the Guangjing Kingdom.

Could this person be the final boss I have to defeat?

"Those four eunuchs were all at the half-step Divine Realm, so they must be the pinnacle of the Imperial City's combat power. I've already killed them all, so killing the tyrannical emperor would be too easy. This one should just be a commoner."

Lin Mo focused his attention on Consort Xiao.

Consort Xiao, who claimed to be a disciple of the Lamp Guardian, descended with a consciousness clone.

"Is it truly a wonderful method?"

Lin Mo was skeptical of her identity.

The "Joyful Meditation Body" is a spiritual entity that female cultivators abhor most.

Even if they were from the same sect, would Miaofa possibly agree to that?

Consort Xiao seemed unaware of the matter of the "Joyful Zen Body".

It seems more like a temporary figurehead was brought in to take the blame, with the aim of beheading the World Honored One and the Bright King in the heavens.

Why did she slay the image of the World-Honored One, the King of Light?

What good would it do her if this Dharma image were shattered?

The only thing Lin Mo was clear about was that if he severed the Dharma Image, he would definitely suffer a backlash, and even if he didn't die, he would be severely damaged.

This Dharma form must absolutely not be killed!

"Could she be Su Tanyin in disguise, Miao Fa?"

This thought popped into Lin Mo's mind.

On second thought, I realized it was impossible.

Su Tanyin is the only daughter of Yixiu, a traitor of the Jade Buddha Sect. Is it possible that she has met Kongxiang and they are cooperating?

However, Miaofa's actions were contradictory and difficult to explain.

"Or is it that the wonderful method, from the very beginning, is just trying to use the emptiness and the same Dharma to perish together... If you look at it that way, it makes some sense."

Lin Mo frowned, a new question arising in his mind.

What was Miaofa's intention in doing this?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Lin Mo like a bolt from the blue.

"Incense offerings!"

Not bad.

In this dream, incense is the most important thing.

Therefore, people's purpose is definitely for the continuation of the family line.

"Is it true that by severing one's physical form, one can obtain offerings and condense a golden body made of incense?"

Lin Mo fell into doubt.

All signs indicate that Miaofa is using himself as a disposable tool.

I can't fall for that.

The conclusion is that the celestial image of the World Honored One and the Wise King cannot be severed.

Not only should they not be killed, but they should also protect themselves in critical moments.

Lin Mo then turned his attention to Consort Qin and Wuchenzi.

The identities of these two individuals are shrouded in mystery, making them impossible to discern.

But Lin Mo's intuition told him that their gathering in the Cold Palace was definitely not simple.

Even hiding in the cold palace and transforming into Xiao Guizi is no simple matter.

Of course.

Lin Mo had no doubt about this.

This is a dream I created myself. In this dream, the creator is naturally at the center, and all conflicts and contradictions revolve around him.

Simply put, Lin Mo is the chosen protagonist. Wherever he goes, he's a troublemaker, and trouble will come knocking on his door, pushing the plot forward.

There's nowhere to hide.

"call……!"

Lin Mo took a deep breath and sighed softly, "The road ahead is shrouded in mist, but it doesn't matter. The truth will eventually come out. What I need to do now is to lie low and observe the situation."

……

It was midday.

Consort Qin was moved to the Cold Palace.

All the other eunuchs in the Cold Palace, as well as the deposed concubines, went to curry favor with him.

Lin Mo stayed in his own little courtyard, enjoying his leisure, and didn't go to fawn over them.

However, his spiritual sense had already probed out long ago.

It must be said that the beauties who could enter the palace were all exceptionally beautiful.

Since they're being sent to the cold palace, they naturally have to make a show of it.

Consort Qin removed most of her jewels and ornaments, leaving only a few plain silver hairpins in her hair, which made her face even more dazzling, her skin as smooth as jade and radiant.

Her eyebrows were graceful and delicate, like distant mountains shrouded in mist; her phoenix eyes had slightly upturned corners and shimmering pupils.

A gloomy look hung deep in his eyes, and a touch of desolation clung to his vibrant colors; after all, his entire family had perished, and grief was inevitable.

Lin Mo secretly sized her up; it wasn't that he was lustful or coveted the beauty of the imperial concubine.

Rather, he wanted to find out if she possessed any cultivation level.

She wasn't; she was probably just an ordinary citizen.

Lin Mo was about to withdraw his spiritual consciousness.

Suddenly, his expression froze, and his spiritual senses fluctuated violently.

Something was wrong with the imperial concubine.

Countless wispy threads emanated from Consort Qin's body, connecting to the southern horizon.

"This direction..."

The rebel Moth Bandits were entrenched in the south.

Lin Mo's expression hardened, and he carefully examined the situation with his spiritual sense.

Five-colored spiritual energy continuously gathered from the silk threads, converging into the concubine's body.

"Incense offerings!"

Lin Mo's face lit up with surprise, and his breathing became rapid.

Unexpectedly, the incense offerings they had been so desperately seeking were found in Consort Qin.

No, it's not just her.

The other deposed concubines who came to watch the spectacle in the Cold Palace also accumulated some incense offerings, though none were as strong as those of Consort Qin.

"Strange? Why are the incense offerings gathering around a group of deposed concubines? Who did this?"

This is too unusual.

Lin Mo couldn't understand it for a moment.

Unable to figure it out, Lin Mo stopped thinking about it.

After nightfall, Lin Mo went to bed to rest.

Midnight.

A dagger was inserted into the crack in the door, and the latch was pried open little by little.

The door was opened, and the man in black tiptoed in, went to the bedside, and began stabbing wildly at the raised blankets.

The quilt was torn, but there was no blood.

The man in black hurriedly lifted the covers, only to find two pillows inside.

"Oops!"

The man in black immediately realized he had been tricked and turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, a sudden numbness appeared at the back of my neck.

Lin Mo appeared silently behind him, his five fingers resting on his neck. With just a gentle squeeze, this man would die on the spot.

"Please have mercy, Eunuch Gui! I was just following orders. I beg you to spare my life." The man in black hurriedly raised his hands, and the dagger in his hand clattered to the ground. He surrendered readily.

Lin Mo asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? Who sent you?"

Before he finished speaking, he ripped off the black-clad man's veil.