My low-key cultivation of immortality was discovered by the emperor in my diary.

The banquet is over.

After returning to the post station, Yue Mu seemed to be deep in thought.

A moment later, the attendant quietly entered, his steps light, the deep night unable to conceal the sharp glint in his eyes.

He bowed and, speaking fluent Daqian language, asked him, "General, we've already ascertained the location of the material warehouse and the residences of our craftsmen. The night is deep; it's the perfect time to act. Should we…?"

After saying that, he made a throat-slitting gesture, a sinister smile curling at the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashing with bloodlust, like a hungry wolf.

This was completely different from his usual submissive and humble demeanor; clearly, he had been putting on an act all along.

After listening, Yue Mu's gaze sharpened slightly, as if he were weighing the pros and cons.

He had already witnessed Chu Lengyu's methods of extracting and refining souls at Xinghua Tower, but he was still unwilling to do nothing.

Whatever the Great Xia wants to do, he will sabotage it, even if the journey is fraught with danger, he will still do his best to fight it.

Moreover, Yue Mu still harbored a sliver of hope.

There's an old saying in the Great Xia Dynasty: "When two countries are at war, envoys are not to be killed." His current identity as an envoy of the Great Qian Dynasty was, in his view, equivalent to a get-out-of-jail-free card.

So Yue Mu made his decision after only a moment's hesitation.

He also spoke in the Great Qian language, ordering his followers: "Don't use our people. Let the Great Xia people do all the dirty work. Remember to have them handled multiple times and leave no trace. You've seen Chu Lengyu's methods. If things are exposed, none of us will have a good ending!"

The attendant immediately bowed again, his tone firm: "General, rest assured, I will act with utmost caution."

After saying this, he gave a standard salute to the soldiers of the Great Qian Kingdom, turned around and left, preparing to carry out his sabotage mission.

The attendants disappeared into the night, and the room fell silent once more, leaving only Yue Mu standing by the window, gazing at the deep night sky in the distance.

He felt a mix of emotions, including trepidation and worry.

Chu Lengyu can move like a god, appearing and disappearing in a flash. If something happens, she can arrive instantly to suppress it.

Yue Mu, who led his troops into battle, was all too aware of the threat posed by her speed. It was like an elite cavalry force against ordinary infantry, with an overwhelming advantage that was almost overwhelming.

Moreover, she possesses formidable destructive power, capable of shattering mountains and splitting rocks. As for her other methods, although the information from the mole is vague, they are equally daunting.

Yue Mu had never encountered such an opponent before, but he knew that any slight oversight could be fatal.

The best course of action now is either to find someone to stall her or to find someone to confront her.

Yue Mu stood silently in place, pondered for a moment, and then turned and walked towards another small courtyard.

Before even reaching the door, a faint fishy smell could be detected. Yue Mu pursed his lips, a serious expression forming between his brows.

Tonight, the moon is dark and the wind is high. Only a few rays of moonlight pierce through the clouds, casting dappled shadows on the lintel, adding a touch of mystery to this tranquil night.

He took a deep breath and was about to reach out to knock on the door when a strange chill rose up his spine.

Just then, the door seemed to be pushed open by an invisible force, opening silently with a soft creak that sounded particularly jarring in the quiet night.

Yue Mu's heart skipped a beat. He stared at the open door, ready to be on guard, when a dark figure suddenly darted out of the courtyard with astonishing speed.

The giant wolf was massive, with fur as black as night. Its eyes gleamed with an eerie green light in the darkness, like two burning will-o'-the-wisps, staring intently at Yue Mu, wild and ferocious to the extreme.

Its claws gleamed coldly in the moonlight, as if they could tear everything apart, and each breath was accompanied by a low growl that sent chills down one's spine.

Yue Mu felt a powerful pressure rushing towards him, making it hard to breathe.

He remained calm despite the shock, quickly regaining his composure and preparing to deal with the sudden crisis.

However, the giant wolf was faster than him. It leaped up and instantly enveloped Yue Mu under its massive body.

At that moment, Yue Mu felt dizzy and unable to move. His chest felt unusually heavy, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He could clearly feel the giant wolf's hard claws pressing tightly against his chest, as if they could tear him to pieces at any moment.

Sweat streamed down Yue Mu's forehead. He gritted his teeth, controlling himself, daring not to resist in any way, for fear that the slightest carelessness would provoke this terrifying beast.

At this extremely tense moment, a somewhat gloomy voice came from inside the courtyard: "Let him in to talk."

The giant wolf heard the command but did not immediately release its grip, seemingly scrutinizing Yue Mu, or perhaps hesitating about something.

Finally, the giant wolf slowly released its claws, letting out a low whimper, and let him pass.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yue Mu broke free, swayed slightly, and quickly regained his footing.

He was finally able to breathe smoothly again, and as he watched the giant wolf retreat back into the courtyard, his heart was filled with apprehension.

Helian Ting, the fifth prince, was eccentric, mysterious, and extremely cruel.

In the six months since his return to the royal court, people have been living in fear, with countless people dying tragically under the giant wolf's claws or being devoured by it.

Yue Mu disliked this unruly and undisciplined fellow intensely, and he couldn't understand why the Emperor Qian thought so highly of him and agreed to let him join the delegation.

But after meeting Chu Lengyu, a cultivator, Yue Mu changed his mind.

He began to imagine that if Helian Ting also possessed such great power, then it would not be unreasonable for him to succeed to the throne of Emperor Qian.

Only the most powerful king is worthy to rule the Great Qian Dynasty.

As Yue Mu entered the courtyard, a strong, pungent stench assaulted his nostrils, as if he were in the den of wild beasts.

The giant wolf was gnawing on a large bowl of raw meat, its mouth bright red.

In the dimly lit corner, Helian Ting stood quietly. His figure was slightly short and thin, but not to be ignored.

His face was expressionless, and he asked impatiently, "What is it?"

Yue Mu bowed to the prince and said, "Your Highness, I have a matter I would like to trouble you with."

Upon hearing this, Helian Ting grinned, revealing a set of pale teeth: "Murder?"

He seems very interested.