His innermost thoughts were revealed, and he ventured into a fictional dynasty with the system.

Now, after countless days and nights of meticulous planning and countless brutal baptisms of open and covert struggles,

He was getting closer and closer to his ambitious goal; success seemed within reach.

He only needs to wait patiently for another year; in just one year, he will be able to ascend that supreme throne in a grand and legitimate manner.

He reigns supreme, receives the worship of all people, and fulfills his long-cherished dream.

However, on this seemingly smooth path to power, an insurmountable obstacle appeared, and that obstacle was none other than King Jinrui Zhao, Qin Qianluo.

He was shocked to discover that his Taoist skills, which he had cultivated diligently day and night for many years and which he had always been proud of, seemed to have lost their former divine power in front of Qin Qianluo.

Like a clay ox sinking into the sea, it vanished silently without a trace, producing no expected results.

Each time he cast a spell, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, leaving no trace. This shocked and confused him, and his unease spread like the tide.

Youjin fell into deep thought, repeatedly recalling the details of the past, trying to find the reason behind it.

Finally, after much contemplation, he suddenly realized why Yu Ying had gone to such lengths and resorted to any means to deal with Qin Qianluo.

It's a pity that Yu Ying was ultimately a useless piece of trash.

Not only did she fail to eliminate Qin Qianluo, this major threat, she also suffered a crushing defeat in this fierce struggle and ultimately lost her life.

But Qin Qianluo, like a phoenix rising from the ashes, returned unscathed and continued to be a stumbling block on his path.

Yu Ying's failure was a huge embarrassment for his self-proclaimed master.

He cursed Yu Ying's incompetence and stupidity in his heart, every word filled with anger and disdain.

At the same time, it strengthened his resolve to eliminate Qin Qianluo. He knew that if he did not remove this obstacle, his grand ambitions would be seriously threatened.

Youjin's face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip from it, just like the eve of a storm.

The thick, oppressive clouds weighed heavily on people's hearts, making it hard to breathe.

The name Qin Qianluo was like a sharp dagger, deeply piercing his heart.

In his mind, Qin Qianluo had become the biggest obstacle to his ascension to the throne, like a towering mountain standing in his way.

If it is not removed, the coveted throne will be as illusory as a bubble, and he will never be able to sit on it securely.

His eyes burned with fury, and hatred surged like a raging undercurrent.

Thoughts ran wild like a runaway horse, driven by anger and fear.

The existence of Qin Qianluo is not only a blatant provocation against his ambition for power, but also a complete negation of his carefully planned scheme over many years.

Whenever he thought of this, You Jin felt as if he were in an invisible cage, and Qin Qianluo was the key that firmly locked away his freedom.

Thinking of this, You Jin could no longer suppress the killing intent in his heart, and a resolute and ruthless light flashed in his eyes.

Like a sharp flash of lightning streaking across a cold night, it instantly illuminated the murderous intent in his heart.

His jaw was clenched, his cheeks bulged slightly from the effort, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white.

It was as if he wanted to vent his anger and resentment through his clenched fists.

Then, he suddenly raised his hand and waved it forcefully with an undeniable air of irritation and determination.

In that instant, even the darkness seemed to tremble slightly, as if intimidated by his rage.

A man in black, like a ghost, silently slipped out from the pitch-black darkness.

The man in black seemed to blend into the darkness, moving without making a sound, as if he were just a blurry shadow in the darkness.

His figure was agile and nimble, like a black panther lurking in the shadows, ready to obey its master's command and launch a fatal attack at any time.

Youjin didn't even lift his eyelids, his gaze remaining coldly fixed on Yumei nestled beside him.

At this moment, Yu Mei was like a docile kitten, curled up beside him.

However, Youjin seemed oblivious to her presence, or perhaps she was merely a tool for him to vent his anger and issue commands.

Immediately afterwards, Youjin spoke, his voice as cold as gusts of cold wind coming from the depths of the Netherworld, each word carrying a bone-chilling cold.

It was as if it could freeze everything in the world: "There's no need to bother looking for those people anymore."

"Take some men and find a suitable opportunity to end Qin Qianluo's life. This must be done discreetly, leaving no trace and ensuring no one else discovers anything."

The man in black obeyed the order, his figure as light as a ghost, silently disappearing into the embrace of darkness.

Like a drop of ink disappearing into the boundless night, leaving no ripples, no trace, only a deathly stillness.

Meanwhile, Qin Qianluo was completely focused on her plan and was oblivious to the ever-present and relentlessly approaching danger that threatened to kill her.

This crisis is like a demon lurking in the abyss, quietly opening its bloody maw.

Its sinister aura had already permeated the air, waiting only for the right moment to mercilessly devour her.

At that time, Qin Qianluo had carefully decided on the location for setting up the formation—the Imperial Study.

Ning Yuancheng currently bears the heavy responsibility of overseeing the country, and the Imperial Study is like the center of his power to him.

It was an indispensable place for him to handle the mountain of official business and discuss national affairs with his ministers every day.

Moreover, the ministers who were able to enter the Imperial Study had all undergone numerous tests and were utterly loyal to the royal family.

This crucial information was recorded in detail and without error in Feng Qingyun's booklet.

The life, conduct, loyalty, family background, and interpersonal relationships of each minister are all meticulously detailed in this booklet.

Like a meticulously detailed traditional Chinese painting, it laid a solid intelligence foundation for Qin Qianluo and others' plans.

The reason why Qin Qianluo and others chose the Imperial Study as the location for setting up the formation was due to three meticulous and far-reaching considerations.

Firstly, the Imperial Study, as the core area where Ning Yuancheng fulfilled his duties as regent, acted like a powerful magnet, attracting him to come there every day in a routine manner.

This place was piled high with memorials from all over the country, concerning the rise and fall of the nation and the suffering of the people. As the regent, he had an inescapable responsibility.

Thus, without Qin Qianluo and others going to great lengths to concoct a complex scam to lure him in, he will naturally follow his usual routine and step into this carefully laid "net" without any precautions.

This strategy of going with the flow cleverly avoids many risks that might be caused by deliberate inducement, much like throwing a stone into a calm lake to minimize ripples.

To minimize Ning Yuancheng's vigilance and ensure the plan proceeds quietly and steadily, like a meticulously planned chess game where every step is full of hidden secrets.

Secondly, the location of the Imperial Study bears witness to a poignant and heroic chapter in history.

In the past, during the Ningchen Star Palace Incident, Eunuch Li, the Grand Eunuch of the Directorate of Ceremonial, with unparalleled loyalty and determination, led a group of equally loyal guards to fight to the death to stop the rebellion.

Knowing full well the disparity in strength, they did not back down, building an unbreakable defensive line with their own flesh and blood until their last breath.

In the end, they died heroically, using their lives to defend the dignity of the royal family and the continuation of their bloodline.

Upon hearing this tragic news, the Emperor was devastated and deeply moved and impressed by the loyalty and righteousness of Eunuch Li and the group of secret guards.

To commemorate their great achievements and bravery, the Emperor issued a special decree posthumously honoring Eunuch Li and his group of bodyguards.

According to ancestral custom, eunuchs were not allowed to be granted the title of marquis. In order to express his respect and praise for Eunuch Li, the emperor bestowed upon him the posthumous title of "Yongjie," which was of great significance and full of respect.

This is to commend him for his noble character and great spirit of sacrificing himself for righteousness in the face of life-or-death choices.

Apart from Eunuch Li, who has two adopted sons, none of the other secret guards have families.

These royal guards were all carefully selected from the many orphaned and destitute children in the mortuary from a young age.

In the mortuary, the lives of the orphans were like falling into an abyss. They were starving and poorly clothed, and food and warmth seemed like an unattainable dream to them.

After being selected for the royal family, they embarked on a brutal training journey that was like purgatory.

The training process is extremely rigorous, requiring participants to endure high-intensity physical training that is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Every day before dawn, they have to get up and run, climb, and fight in the cold wind until they are exhausted.

They also had to learn various exquisite yet secretive and deadly assassination techniques, tracking skills, and methods of infiltration. The slightest mistake could result in injury or even death during training.

However, even with such arduous training, for these orphans, being able to eat and stay warm in the royal family is already a blessing from fate and an immense stroke of luck.

Although these orphans may have the opportunity to start their own families when they grow up, they have long been accustomed to facing everything alone because they grew up in a lonely and cruel environment.

The need for emotional connection has diminished, and few people choose to get married.

Even as adults, they remained alone, yet they found peace and freedom in this solitude, dedicating all their loyalty and passion to the royal family.

The emperor wanted future generations to remember the heroic deeds of Eunuch Li and his secret guards, so that they would become role models for future generations to admire and learn from.

They specially commissioned skilled craftsmen to create a stone tablet, with powerful and vigorous characters to record their heroic deeds in detail.

At the same time, their names will be solemnly enshrined in the Martyrs' Shrine so that future generations can worship them and remember them every year.

Under the Emperor's careful arrangement, one of Eunuch Li's two adopted sons became the Emperor's right-hand man, serving the royal family faithfully.

One followed the Crown Prince, diligently assisting him in handling various complex affairs, offering advice and protection.

This arrangement not only demonstrated the Emperor's remembrance of Eunuch Li, but also, to some extent, comforted the Emperor's grief and guilt caused by Ning Chenxing's escape.

It's as if, in the long river of history, these loyal and brave men have found an eternal resting place.