Imperial henchmen? Never been struck by the sword of the Six Doors (a secret police agency).

Henan Road, Dust World Villa.

"Tingyu... is gone." Tingxie sighed as he looked at the letter and the list of names he had copied.

“Li Junsu…” Ting Xie uttered these three words with an ambiguous meaning.

“The court’s lackeys…” Hearing the letter in his hand spontaneously combust without a flame, he looked at the misty drizzle outside and smiled.

"I will see you in the Grand Tournament. I will enlighten you before the world and let everyone know... that the Mortal Manor is not to be trifled with," Ting Xie muttered to himself.

The current situation is sensitive, so it's inconvenient to take action now. However, if we take action during the grand competition three years from now, the imperial court won't be able to say anything.

"I'll let you live for another three years, don't die." Ting Xie closed his eyes again, the purple Buddha shadow behind him exuding an extremely evil aura.

Unlike Tingyu, he wanted power; whether it was from demons or Buddhas, he didn't care.

......

Shaolin Temple, at the entrance.

"Abbot! Don't stop me!" an old man shouted angrily at the white-browed old man standing at the door.

"Go back, and you are not allowed to leave the mountain for three years," the abbot said.

"Abbot! My disciple is dead!" the old man roared, somewhat agitated.

"It stopped after he left Shaolin Temple," the abbot said with a bow, feeling helpless.

"Whatever it is, let's talk about it during the grand competition," the abbot said, taking a step back as he looked at the stubborn old man.

"Alright, this humble monk will wait three years." The old man looked at the abbot for a long time before finally speaking with a hint of helplessness.

"Sigh..." The abbot sighed as he looked at the sky outside the mountain gate.

If his lay disciples didn't have two promising talents, Tingyu and Tingxie, he wouldn't be having this headache.

It's because these two people have nothing wrong with each other that things turned out this way.

"A new generation of prodigies is growing up, and yet another turbulent time is upon us," the abbot sighed, gazing at the distant sky.

In the current situation, if the monk who was executed is released, the imperial court will be furious.

He didn't even dare to think about what would happen if the Shaolin monks killed the chief constable of the Six Doors.

Shaolin Temple is indeed a large and powerful organization, but the imperial court is even more filled with masters, making it mysterious and unpredictable.

Different statuses determine different perspectives. From the perspective of the evil monk, it is only right for him to avenge his disciple, but from the perspective of the abbot, after Tingyu made her own choice, this outcome was inevitable.

The abbot hadn't expected that the person who killed Tingyu was actually a member of the imperial court, which made things complicated.

If it were someone from the martial arts world, the abbot would have released the wicked monk, but this is the Six Doors.

Behind the Six Doors lies the imperial dynasty, and considering the current situation, the abbot turned and left.

The fact that Taoism was established as the state religion not long after the conflict between Taoism and Buddhism already speaks volumes.

Especially the Taishangmen...

They have all reached the pinnacle; every step from here on is a pursuit of the origin, like that one from the Supreme Sect...

Furthermore, the imperial court has many skilled fighters. If Taoism were to join forces with the imperial court to attack Shaolin Temple... then Shaolin Temple would be in grave danger.

In the eyes of the monk who slays evil, Shaolin Temple has the older generation with the character "Kong" above and the younger generation with the character "Ting" below, along with three Heavenly Soldiers and two Martial Venerables, making it arguably the top force in the martial arts world.

In fact, it is true.

However... Shaolin Temple is not the only top power in the world. The abbot knows that the Supreme Sect's foundation is far more terrifying than imagined. The imperial court is the same; there are three Martial Venerables on the surface.

Li Jing, the Grand Marshal of the Army.

Xing Sha, the leader of the Six Doors.

Prince Wu of the Imperial Clan, Li Su.

Shaolin Temple...is actually walking on thin ice.

The general trend of the world often leads to a whole host of uncontrollable chain reactions.

Now that the dynasty has stabilized, it is time to recuperate and rebuild; avoiding direct confrontation is the best course of action.

"Amitabha."

The cause and effect are thus established.

......

The next day.

Li Junsu, who had just arrived at the entrance of the Six Doors, looked at the steward being escorted onto the carriage with some surprise.

This guy actually survived?

“He will be escorted back to the capital. He is the mastermind. This will be announced to the world.” Yan Gui said with a smile, looking at the astonished Li Junsu.

"I see." Li Junsu nodded and said, looking at the disheveled butler.

"The winner takes all... the loser is condemned. In this round, I have lost," the butler said in a hoarse voice, filled with resentment.

Li Junsu's lips twitched upon hearing this.

"What does the prosperity of Jiangnan have to do with you?" Li Junsu asked, looking at the buildings that showed no signs of age.

The ancient sites in Jiangnan were all burned to the ground during the wars of the previous dynasty.

Everyone present was stunned for a moment.

"A loser's self-justification is just for fooling outsiders; don't actually believe it yourself," Li Junsu said somewhat absentmindedly, touching the hilt of his sword at his waist.

......

Memories, the study.

"Dad!" Xiao Li Junsu ran into the study and looked at his father sitting behind the desk looking at the documents.

"What's wrong?" The father put down the documents and asked, looking at the exquisitely handsome young Li Junsu.

"The winner is king, the loser is a bandit. History is a little girl who can be dressed up as one pleases, is that right?" Xiao Li Junsu asked curiously.

He felt something was off.

"Who told you that?" Li's father asked, holding little Li Junsu on his lap and pinching his cheek.

“Teacher,” Li Junsu said, blinking.

"Come, tell your father, did the Wei, Shu, and Wu kingdoms of the Three Kingdoms succeed or fail?" A cold glint flashed in Li's father's eyes, before he asked gently.

"They failed, and in the end, the Sima family gained the throne," Li Junsu replied, reflecting on the knowledge he had learned.

"Is the reputation of the Jin Dynasty good or bad?" Li's father asked patiently as always.

“Bad! Killing the emperor in the street will cause chaos in the Jin Dynasty.” The naive Li Junsu replied.

"Did Zhao Gou and Qin Hui succeed or fail?" Li's father asked patiently again.

Now, Xiao Li Junsu frowned; he didn't know.

"Zhao Gou successfully secured his throne, and Qin Hui remained second only to the emperor. Only the return of the two emperors and Yue Fei's resistance against the Jin dynasty were complete failures," Li's father said with a smile, patting Li Junsu's head.

"That's not right!" This time, Li Junsu got angry. Zhao Gou was clearly a coward.

"You prefer General Yue, don't you?" Li's father chuckled, patting Li Junsu's head.

"Yes!" Li Junsu nodded.

"Look, even though Zhao Gou and Qin Hui were the victors, in the end, they were not even as good as bandits."

"History leaves its own mark. The Jin Dynasty seized power but left a lasting stain on history. After Emperor Taizu of Song, all the emperors were incompetent," said Li's father, rubbing Li Junsu's head.

"Jun Su, remember, you will be the head of the family in the future. You can fail, but you can make up for your failures. Don't try to justify your failures; that's the behavior of a coward. Do you understand?" Finally, the head of the family revealed his true purpose.

"I understand, Dad!" Li Junsu nodded seriously and replied.

"Great, go play for a while, your rest time will be gone soon." Mr. Li patted his son's head and laughed.

Upon hearing this, Li Junsu ran away.

"The Qiantang River has been flooded these past few days. Let the teacher go and see this extraordinary sight," Li's father said casually after Li Junsu left.

......

"What are you thinking about? Come in and have some tea," Yan Gui said, patting Li Junsu on the shoulder.

"They've arrived." Coming to his senses, Li Junsu turned and walked into the Six Doors.

"Incense burns before the Temple of Yue Fei, and treacherous ministers kneel before the temple." This saying was shattered by the wind in the sky.