Simultaneous Transmigration: The Re-merging of 99 Selves

Chapter 52 A Visitor in the Night

Xia Zhen kept convincing himself: What's there to be afraid of? Wasn't the abdication of Emperor Shaoxi a palace coup back then? In the end, the transfer of the throne was completed smoothly, and the world didn't even experience the slightest ripple?

Zhao Yu is now the Emperor's only younger brother, and since the Emperor has no sons, Zhao Yu is the most legitimate heir to the throne among the imperial clan.

Once the abdication edict is obtained, the right to abdicate is perfectly legitimate!

If he succeeds, Xia Zhen will be the most meritorious minister in supporting the emperor's ascension. He will be promoted and ennobled in the future, bringing glory to his family. How can he be compared to the current Grand Commandant of the Palace Guard?

If he loses, he will likely face certain death.

But if they don't agree to Zhao Yu's request, they might be living a life worse than death right now.

After weighing the options, the hesitation in Xia Zhen's eyes completely disappeared.

He stood up and bowed deeply to Zhao Yu: "Your Highness's wisdom and foresight are far beyond my reach. I am willing to obey Your Highness's orders, even at the cost of my life. I will return immediately to carefully investigate the troop rotation points within the palace and await Your Highness's command at any time!"

Seeing that Xia Zhen had finally made up his mind, Zhao Yu smiled with satisfaction and personally helped him up: "Good! With Grand Commandant Xia having this resolve, great things are on the horizon!"

"Your Highness is too kind." Xia Zhen bowed in response, then remembered something and quickly reminded him, "But Your Highness, you must be very careful with those hundreds of martial arts masters you mentioned, and make sure no word gets out."

"Those Jianghu people are the most careless. There are many eyes and ears in Lin'an City, and there are also many secret agents from the Imperial City Guard. Once they discover the slightest abnormality, all our plans will be ruined."

"You can rest assured about that." Zhao Yu waved his hand, his tone full of certainty. "Those people are probably more reliable than you. They will never leak a single word."

Those self-castrated people whom Zhao Yu had gathered were already unacceptable to the world and were filled with resentment towards the current imperial palace.

They had no other way out but Zhao Yu, so how could they possibly betray him?

Moreover, the Eastern Depot's structure was already in place, with layers of control, making leaks impossible.

Upon hearing this, Xia Zhen smiled awkwardly and didn't dare to ask any more questions.

He realized that the seemingly carefree Prince Yongjia, who was cultivating Taoism, had a far deeper scheme in mind than he had imagined.

He has far more cards to play than what he has seen.

Before I knew it, the sky outside the window was already beginning to lighten, and the eastern horizon was gradually turning a pale white.

Zhao Yu stood up, straightened his night clothes, and covered his face with his mask again: "It's been a long time today. If I stay any longer, it might arouse suspicion. I'll head back now."

"I have used my internal energy to suppress the Life and Death Talisman on your body. It will not take effect within a month. After a month, I will send someone to deliver the antidote to you."

"While you are on duty in the palace these days, make sure to thoroughly investigate the deployment and shift changes in all areas, including both visible and hidden sentries. I will contact you again."

"Your subject obeys!" Xia Zhen bowed and replied, then followed Zhao Yu out of the study and escorted him to the backyard.

Zhao Yu waved to him, then lightly touched the ground with his toes and used the Lingbo Weibu technique to leap onto the high wall. With a few leaps, he disappeared into the morning mist without leaving a trace.

Xia Zhen stood there, staring at the empty wall for a long time before shaking his head and turning away.

He muttered to himself, "It seems His Highness has quite a few talented and extraordinary people under his command... Truly, appearances can be deceiving."

Now that things have come to this, his life and fortune are already tied to Zhao Yu's.

He no longer harbored any thoughts of resistance; he only hoped that the palace coup would succeed in one fell swoop, and that he could use this merit of following the emperor to rise to a higher position.

In a short while, Zhao Yu had already returned to the Prince's Mansion in the south of Lin'an City.

He still climbed over the back wall, avoiding the guards on night watch and the patrolling guards, and returned to his bedroom without anyone noticing.

The night dew was heavy, wetting the bluestone slabs in the courtyard. The lanterns under the eaves still shone with a dim yellow light. All around was quiet, with only the incessant chirping of insects.

Zhao Yu pushed open the door to his bedchamber, still pondering his next steps.

Xia Zhen's side has been settled, and the defense of the imperial city is in place. The most crucial thing now is to urge Wang Huai'an to lead those people to intensify their training in the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique.

After fighting Liu Chuxuan and Chu Jingtao today, Zhao Yu saw things more clearly: the rapid learning effect of the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique far exceeded his expectations.

After two months of training, even if those people can't compare to the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, they will definitely be top-notch fighters in the martial arts world.

Hundreds of such experts, in the narrow alleys of the palace, would be an invincible sharp blade, capable of stabilizing the situation at crucial moments...

As his thoughts were racing, Zhao Yu suddenly stopped and his expression turned serious.

He suddenly stopped, flicked his sleeve, and a gust of wind rushed out, slamming the door behind him shut with a bang.

"Who?"

Zhao Yu let out a low shout, circulating his inner energy throughout his body, and became fully alert.

On his way back, he had been preoccupied with planning the palace coup, and being in his familiar royal palace, he couldn't help but let his guard down.

It wasn't until he reached the door that Zhao Yu suddenly realized there was another person in his bedroom.

Moreover, this person concealed his aura extremely well; if it weren't for his six senses being far more acute than ordinary people, he wouldn't have been able to detect anything unusual at all.

To possess such lightness skill and the ability to conceal one's breath is definitely the mark of a top-tier martial arts master.

There were no lights in the bedroom; only the moonlight from outside shone through the window, casting dappled shadows on the floor.

Zhao Yu looked around. The bedchamber was quiet. The tables, chairs, and bed were exactly the same as when he left, without any change. It was as if the breathing he had just felt was just his imagination.

But Zhao Yu knew in his heart that it was definitely not a misperception.

Just as he was on high alert, preparing to investigate, he suddenly heard a very faint sound of clothes rustling overhead.

A white figure, like a celestial being descending from the heavens, shot down from the roof beam. The palm strike was gentle yet carried a continuous, powerful force, descending upon Zhao Yu.

His speed and agility far surpassed those of Liu Chuxuan and Chu Jingtao, whom he had met before.

"Impressive skills!"

Zhao Yu let out a low shout, not daring to be negligent in the slightest. He lightly pushed out his left palm, and the Tianshan Six Yang Palm was launched in response. The palm force of yin and yang was instantly released, meeting the palm wind of the white figure.

With their palms clasped together, a gust of wind instantly blew outwards, causing the candlesticks on the table to sway slightly.

Zhao Yu felt that the opponent's palm force was yin, soft, agile, and unpredictable, and was somewhat similar to his own Tianshan Six Yang Palm.

Just as he was surprised, the white figure swayed and circled to his side, lightly tapping with her jade fingers to strike three major acupoints under his ribs.

Although the situation was dangerous, Zhao Yu was very familiar with this method.