Master Hong caught the cloth bundle containing the two artificial heads with both hands, cradling it with utmost care as if it were the most precious jewel in the entire empire. The warmth of the blood still seeping through the fabric brought him a distinct sense of gratification.Hearing Fang Zhe’s flat, seemingly impatient query, Master Hong looked up, a meaningful smile curling beneath his veteran face."Commander Fang Zhe need not be in such a rush," Master Hong said in a softened, deeply respectful tone."Pursuant to the Second Prince’s direct instructions, your mission in the capital for tonight has been completed to utter perfection. The next step... is for you to return to your Divine Alchemist Shop immediately."Behind his veil, Fang Zhe raised an eyebrow."Return to the shop? That's it?""Correct, Commander," Master Hong answered with a firm nod."His Highness requests that you remain there and wait patiently until the second mission is issued. You must understand, once the

The co-pilot furrowed his brow deeply, staring at the scan results in sheer disbelief."Th-this... Their heartbeats are incredibly faint, their body temperatures are well below normal, and their blood circulation is nearly stagnant. According to the scanned cellular structure, they are both suffering from advanced complications of chronic necrotic poison. They... are truly just mortal men on the brink of death."He shifted the scanner toward energy fluctuations, but the result remained a total blank. There was no cultivation energy, no sign of royal bloodline inheritance, and absolutely no facial resemblance to any high-profile targets in their watchlist database. On the monitor screen, the two individuals were merely two diseased old vagrants with one foot already in the grave."Is your useless inspection finally over?" Fang Zhe sneered, his tone dripping with blatant contempt. "If they die inside this jet because of your delay, I will personally ensure that your two heads will repla

In his heart, the Crown Prince wailed in a mixture of profound awe and sheer horror. If escaping the Capital felt like successfully breaking out of a tiger's den, then stepping into Fang Zhe’s private residence felt like walking straight into a dragon's lair, ready to tear its prey to shreds!Seeing the living room atmosphere growing increasingly heated due to this "plenary session" held by his five wives, Fang Zhe could only let out a long sigh internally. He stepped forward, positioning himself between his five wives and the two mysterious guests, attempting to redirect the razor-sharp glares that were ready to execute him."Calm down, everyone," Fang Zhe said, deliberately keeping his tone as gentle as possible to soothe the volatile ripples of energy filling the room."Didn't I return safely and in perfect health? There isn't a single scratch or bruise on my body. My trip to the Capital yesterday was purely due to an urgent matter.""An urgent matter important enough to ignore us

The Crown Prince took a deep breath to calm his racing heart. Using the tip of his finger, which dripped with fresh, pure imperial lineage blood, he began to trace word after word upon the jade-silk cloth.In the letter, the Crown Prince detailed his position with absolute clarity. He reported that he and Minister Zuo were currently in excellent condition and under full protection at Fang Zhe's Divine Alchemist Shop. He assured his father that this place was far safer than any corner of the Capital, which was currently infected by the Second Prince's treason.Next, he penned tactical instructions in accordance with Fang Zhe's guidance. He earnestly requested the Emperor to remain calm upon his throne, acting as though he knew nothing. The Crown Prince begged his father to play along with the Second Prince's game by ordering a massive manhunt for Fang Zhe as the 'assassin' of the heir to the throne. This action was crucial to lull the Second Prince into a false sense of security, letti

Fang Zhe’s footsteps ground to a sudden halt. Under the dim moonlight piercing through the narrow alleyway, Lord Hong’s figure slowly emerged from the deep shadows. The sinister smile on the old man's face radiated a profound satisfaction, as though he had successfully cornered the empire's most valuable prey.The surrounding aura instantly turned freezing cold, yet Fang Zhe’s spiritual energy ripples remained tranquil, showing not a single shred of panic."Where do you think you are going, Commander?" Lord Hong sneered coldly, emerging from the darkness. His gaze locked onto Fang Zhe, bracing for the explosive outburst typically shown by arrogant cultivators when surrounded.However, instead of drawing a weapon or triggering a battle formation, Fang Zhe simply folded his hands inside the sleeves of his black robe. He stood there casually, letting his robe flutter gently in the night wind. A low chuckle echoed once more from beneath his veil."Lord Hong... so you are the spearhead sen