"You're transported to another world at the same time? What the hell is King Arthur?"

Seeing that his Uncle Wuzhu approved of Zhang Tian so much, Fan Xian didn't say anything more and made a decisive decision: "Then you and Uncle Wuzhu should lure that Grandmaster Hong away and make as much noise as possible. Then I'll secretly go find the key."

"As for the timing of the operation?"

"Tonight!"

Fan Xian doesn't have much time left, because Uncle Wu Zhu has returned and knows who is plotting against him, so he must carry out his revenge plan.

Previously, he was in the open while the other party was in the dark, so he was always on the defensive and had been subjected to various schemes even before entering the capital.

Now that he's in the shadows while the other side is in the open, he's naturally going to go to great lengths to trip them up and sow discord among them!

"But the palace is so big, where could my mother have hidden the key?"

Wu Zhu had already guessed this and said with great confidence, "Although the palace is large, there aren't many places to hide things. If you want to find the key, just go directly to the Empress Dowager. She was the person with the deepest grudge against Miss back then."

Under Fan Xian's astonished gaze, he calmly revealed some shocking information about the Empress Dowager: "There is a hidden compartment under her bed, where that prim and proper old lady keeps her love letters. If she has the key, she can retrieve them."

If not?

I'll find a way to get back into the palace later.

You'll find it eventually.

As Fan Xian listened to Wu Zhu's route plan, which even included a detailed drawing of the palace's layout, detailing the locations of both visible and hidden sentries, he was utterly dumbfounded. "Uncle Wu Zhu, is the palace your home?"

Why does it look so familiar?

I visited a few times more than ten years ago.

"You remember things from over a decade ago so clearly? You're more amazing than a computer!"

After discussion among the three.

They quickly split up and took action.

Zhang Tian went back to his residence and took out a newly crafted longsword, as well as a lightweight shield.

Fan Xian simply didn't understand.

Then Zhang Tian said, "Be careful when you walk around the palace walls. There's a spies inside who specialize in shooting sneak attacks. He's extremely sharp-eyed, so be careful!"

He was referring to Yan Xiaoyi, the commander of the Imperial Guards.

The opponent was exceptionally talented, already a master archer, and most importantly, his martial arts talent was also remarkable. The combination of these two qualities made him one of the most formidable ninth-rank masters.

Especially at night.

A hidden arrow, though invisible, is most deadly!

Yan Xiaoyi crouched on the roof of the palace, and no matter where the assassins came from, they would hardly escape his eyes.

It can be described as top-notch security.

Zhang Tian brandished his shield, making everyone think it was for defense against Yan Xiaoyi. But in reality, it was his true killing move. After practicing the Star Absorbing Technique, he could not only throw his shield out, but also pull it back.

Silence was repeated over and over again!

Interrupt the skill!

If used properly, it can absolutely kill someone.

Wu Zhu remained calm. "With me here, you won't die."

Zhang Tian's confidence grew even stronger.

"Walk!"

Wu Zhu moved through the night like a ghost, with Zhang Tian close behind. Zhang Tian had learned his lightness skill from Wang Qinian and incorporated it from The Smiling, Proud Wanderer. Now, with the added advantage of the Swift Boots, he had surpassed his master and was not left behind by Wu Zhu.

The two arrived at the foot of the imperial city.

In the shadow of the dark city walls.

Wu Zhu stood still and nodded to Zhang Tian, ​​who immediately understood and took the initiative to touch the wall with his toes, flying directly into the high city wall.

He moved through the palace like a ghost, and despite wave after wave of patrolling guards, no one could see him.

They walked step by step toward the center of the palace.

Before long, he was punished by justice. A person dressed in a magnificent red robe sat quietly on the eaves of the house in front of him, playing with a gourd in one hand and watching him with amusement.

Hong Sixiang has arrived!

He looked at Zhang Tian with a hint of admiration. "Your lightness skill is quite impressive. Even among those at the ninth rank, few can achieve such a movement technique. You are probably not from Daqing. What brings you to this palace in the middle of the night?"

Zhang Tian shifted his acupoints, altering his voice so that even his closest confidants wouldn't recognize him. He slightly raised his eyes, his sharp sword intent icy cold. "My two junior sisters say that people from your Qing Kingdom are arrogant and conceited, and that my master is inferior to Ye Liuyun?"

"Since I couldn't find Ye Liuyun, I came to your palace to cause trouble!"

He was incredibly arrogant, saying, "My master failed to behead the Qing Emperor back then, so now I, his disciple, will try."

Hong Sixiang's face immediately turned icy, his hands clenched tightly, the gourd in his palm shattered, and his expression grew even colder, his anger raging.

Hong Sixiang said coldly, "Child! You're courting death!"

If he is a disciple of a grandmaster.

Even if it means breaking into the palace.

They won't get killed.

We should give the Grandmaster some face.

But someone as arrogant as Zhang Tian...

"Die!"

Hong Sixiang leaped from the palace with overwhelming momentum, his fist crushing down like Mount Tai.

Zhang Tian was prepared. He drew his sword with a backhand and used a few moves he had stolen from the shadow, namely the Four-Looking Sword Technique.

It's completely useless.

Although Hong Sixiang wasn't a grandmaster, he was still a top-tier ninth-rank expert. After just a few rounds, he immediately saw the problem and couldn't help but sneer, "Your swordsmanship is too rusty. You're not Si Gu Jian's disciple!"

Zhang Tian remained silent.

He simply turned and fled.

Hong Sixiang did not immediately give chase. Instead, he summoned the nearby guards, ordering some to protect Emperor Qing while the rest followed behind him, and then he gave chase.

In a short time.

The palace was brightly lit.

The torches stretched on and on.

Zhang Tian didn't care about any of that. He didn't care whether Fan Xian could steal the key or not. He just kept running and soon saw Hong Sixiang chasing after him. He slipped and fell into the dark alley where he was lying in ambush.

Hong Sixiang descended from the sky, looking at Zhang Tian with the same gaze one would give a dying prey. Just as he was about to make his move, he noticed Wu Zhu slowly emerging from the shadows.

"There are other experts?"

He guessed that the other party was also a ninth-rank master.

Zhang Tian deliberately lured him here.

However, Hong Sixiang was not afraid at all, and his eyes were filled with a mocking smile. After all, even though they were both ninth-rank experts, the difference in strength was huge. A top ninth-rank expert could easily beat an upper ninth-rank expert, and an upper ninth-rank expert could easily crush a lower or middle ninth-rank expert.

Not to mention someone like him who is even more powerful than the ninth-rank master.

"wrong!"

Hong Sixiang quickly realized something was wrong, because he was being forced into a very awkward situation by Wu Zhu's sword moves, which were very familiar to him. They were exactly the same as the sword moves Zhang Tian used, but faster and more accurate, aiming straight for his vital points.

"Is this Gu Qian?"

"Is this a precaution?"

"Who are you, standing beneath Si Gu Jian?!"

In the instant that Hong Sixiang was distracted, Zhang Tian used his killing move, slamming his shield down. The opponent, completely unaware, immediately countered with his own palm.

"Thump."

The Silence skill is activated.

Hong Sixiang's figure froze in mid-air, his domineering true energy within him lost its reaction, and his face showed astonishment.

In a duel between experts, the worst thing to do is make a mistake.

Wu Zhu slashed mercilessly at the opponent's chest with the iron halberd in his hand. Even if it wasn't the strength of a Grandmaster, it was enough to give the opponent a good beating.

Hong Sixiang was severely injured.

He fell to the ground.

Zhang Tian didn't let his opponent get up. He directly used his second killing move, flipping his palm upwards. Clouds and mist appeared on their own, carrying the music of the zither and flute, and swept across the sky.

Hong Sixiang stared wide-eyed at the clouds and mist, "You're Ye Liu..."

Zhang Tian struck the spot where the opponent had been injured.

A powerful force surged into his internal organs.

To inflict further damage on the opponent.

With swift finger taps, he quickly sealed off the acupoints on Hong Sixiang's body.

Hong Sixiang then lost the ability to resist.

Zhang Tian's eyes gleamed with joy, and the corners of his mouth turned up in a smile. He'd got it!