Yunxiao Palace.

"how?"

The empress looked at the black-robed man and Leng Yue who had returned to the palace, and asked in a deep voice.

From Leng Yue's solemn expression, she had already seen something.

"Eighteen blood-burning people, none of them will survive."

"He is escorted by two top masters. One of them is a ninth-grade swordsman. However, he is the most difficult to deal with. Several Blood Blazers working together to attack him can't hurt him at all."

The man in black robe bowed his hands in a salute, with a hint of solemnity in his voice.

After hearing the answer from the man in black robe, the empress couldn't help but frown, with a trace of solemnity between her brows.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, we have not been able to confirm that he is Li Wuji. Back then, I only exchanged one move with Li Wuji, so there is really no trace of him."

"and..."

Leng Yue cupped her hands and bowed, but stopped talking.

"explain!"

The empress frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Based on what I saw of Li Wuji's skills when I was humble, compared with today's Mr. Wuji, the two men's cultivation seems not to be at the same level at all. Mr. Wuji seems to be more ruthless and unpredictable."

"If he is really Li Wuji, how could he have improved so much in such a short period of time? It's simply unbelievable..."

Leng Yue paused and said seriously.

"Are you sure you read that correctly?"

The empress asked hesitantly.

"I'm absolutely right. Master Wuji today is definitely more powerful than Li Wuji back then!"

Leng Yue nodded and said without hesitation.

"How does it compare to you?"

The empress narrowed her eyes, looked at the man in black robe, and asked in a deep voice.

"No one in the world can survive fifty strokes under my subordinate's sword!"

"Apart from..."

The man in black robe said categorically, and then subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the empress sitting on the couch, but hesitated to speak.

Hearing the answer from the man in black robe, the empress couldn't help but smile, and her frown gradually relaxed.

"Okay, you go down. Don't reveal what happened tonight to the fourth person."

The empress waved her hand and spoke slowly to Leng Yue.

Leng Yue agreed, bowed respectfully, and slowly exited the hall.

"Your Majesty, do you need to try again?"

"If His Highness Taiqing gets too close to him, I will be worried about His Highness Taiqing's safety."

The man in black robe cupped his hands and asked slowly.

"No need, as long as he can be used by the court, I don't care who he is."

"Send Xue Chi to secretly protect Taiqing. If he is really Li Wuji, then he can be used to lure out Qingxuanmen and Pang Xun's old tribe. But if not, it would be best if Taiqing can subdue him."

The empress shook her head and said thoughtfully.

"yes!"

The man in black robe bowed his hands and agreed respectfully.

"How is the investigation of the whereabouts of Pang Xun's old tribe and Qingxuanmen?"

The empress waved her hand and changed the topic and asked.

"Pang Xun's old army was too complex. After hunting for so many years, even if some people survived, they have disappeared. If we want to completely eradicate them, I am afraid it will only take a long time, day after day."

"As for the Qingxuan Sect, since their whereabouts were last traced in Cangyun North five years ago, they have almost never appeared in the Central Plains again in the past five years, and there is no trace of them so far."

The man in black robe said hesitantly.

After hearing the answer from the man in black robe, the empress's relaxed brows couldn't help but frown again. For so many years, these two forces have been her worry.

"No matter how many years pass, as long as one person survives, it will make me feel uneasy. You should understand."

The empress thought for a moment and said meaningfully.

"My subordinate understands."

"Your Majesty, please rest assured. As long as your subordinates are alive, they will not slack off and will get to the bottom of it."

The man in black robe nodded and said decisively.

"That Pang Xun's granddaughter is still with Mr. Wuji, right?"

The empress asked hesitantly.

"He's still there. It's said that he is now the top shopkeeper in the world. Mr. Wuji seems to take him very seriously."

The man in black robe replied slowly.

After hearing the answer from the man in black robe, the empress slowly stood up, waved her hand, dismissed the man in black robe, and began to pace in the palace.

"Is it a coincidence? Or is it intentional?"

While moving, the empress murmured to herself.

...

The first floor in the world.

"Sect Master Cao, are you okay, brother?! Is the injury serious?!"

Pang Xiaoxiao stood outside the door of Li Wuji's room, took Li Wuji's blood-stained white gown that Cao Zian took out from the house, and asked nervously.

"Don't worry, the young master is not injured. The blood belongs to the enemy."

Cao Zian shook his head, gave Pang Xiaoxiao a reassuring look, smiled and said.

Hearing Cao Zian's answer, Pang Xiaoxiao finally breathed a sigh of relief. She had broken out in a cold sweat when she saw Li Wuji coming back covered in blood.

"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay."

Pang Xiaoxiao held the bloody clothes and muttered to himself.

"Miss, it's getting late. You should rest early. Just leave your clothes to the servants to wash."

Cao Zian looked at the distracted Pang Xiaoxiao worriedly and said softly.

"It doesn't matter, I'll wash it myself."

Pang Xiaoxiao shook his head and said something, squeezed out a smile, glanced at the closed door reluctantly, turned around and left, looking back three times in one step.

Cao Zian looked at Pang Xiaoxiao who was gradually leaving, sighed, turned around and opened the door again and walked in.

In the room, Li Wuji was wearing an undershirt, lying on his side on the couch in front of the window, holding half a pot of wine brought back from the tea stall.

Originally, he wanted to get drunk, but the more he drank, the more he became sober. Some people and things that he had deliberately forgotten kept flashing in his mind, both from his past life and from this life.

He and Cao Zian, who had just returned, were the only ones in the room. The injured Lu Yuan and Ti Long had already gone to seek medical treatment, but fortunately their injuries were not serious.

"Sir, who wants to kill you? Can you see where the enemy is coming from?"

Cao Zian slowly came closer to Li Wuji and asked solemnly.

He knew Lu Yuan's skills, and the killer who could injure Lu Yuan was definitely not an easy person.

"A group of ghost-faced people."

Li Wuji shook his head, raised his head and took a sip of wine, while speaking lightly.

"Ghostfaced Man?!"

Upon hearing Li Wuji's answer, Cao Zian's expression suddenly changed and he couldn't help but repeat it.

"You know?"

Li Wuji raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Cao Zian.

"It's the empress who wants to kill you!"

Cao Zian frowned and said solemnly.

After hearing Cao Zian's answer, Li Wuji's hand holding the wine bottle suddenly froze, and he couldn't help but change his expression.

"There has always been a mysterious assassination organization around the empress, called Xuechi. They appear and disappear, and everyone wears a ghost-face mask!"

"There are two people with the strongest skills, one male and one female. The male wears a Yama mask, and the female wears a Rakshasa mask. They are the strongest minions of the Empress!"

"When the Empress hunted us down a few years ago, the people she sent were Xue Chi, but they never showed up easily!"

"Does the Empress already know your identity?!"
To be continued...