The Check-In System, Starting with the Sunflower Martial Art for Eunuchs

"Who are you, scoundrel? You actually dared to charge into Changmen Palace! Show yourself!"

He Liang did not hide anything either and strutted out of the room as he asked his question with the airs of a host.

It was as if the cold palace was his home.

He had completely forgotten that he had also secretly snuck into the imperial compound. If he was discovered, his head would be chopped off!

"There are actually other people in the cold palace. Are you Chun Fei's support? A survivor of the Taixu Sect?" The person wore black clothes and covered his face. However, his voice was very low and sharp.

It was very obvious that this was a eunuch.

"How did you know that I'm from the Taixu Sect?" He Liang seemed rather surprised. He had not introduced himself, so how did this person know so much about him?

At this moment, Chun Fei walked out from the house and looked at the eyes of the black-clothes visitor. After a brief moment, she seemed to have thought of something and was immediately shocked. She cried out in alarm, "Zhu Dayong!"

He Liang asked, "Junior Sister, do you recognize this eunuch?"

Chun Fei nodded her head and said fearfully, "He is the Assistant Manager of the Directorate of Ceremonial, Zhu Dayong! He is the right-hand man of Eastern Depot Superintendent Feng Bao and a grade-7 master!"

"Majesty Chun Fei, you have good vision." The black-clothes visitor did not panic when his identity was revealed. He simply pulled off the black cloth covering his face, revealing a white and chubby face that was clean-shaven. He cheerily said, "Since Majesty Chun Fei recognized me, then I cannot leave any survivors in Changmen Palace tonight— No— Majesty Chun Fei, you brought an outsider into the imperial compound. Furthermore, he's a survivor of the Taixu Sect. I already cannot allow any survivors in Changmen Palace tonight."

"You don't even have your manhood, but your tone is still like that? So what if you're a grade-7 master? Tonight, I will teach a castrate like you what a genius is. I will teach you what it means to battle across levels!"

"You're going to become a stepping stone on my path to fame!"

He Liang laughed coldly. Then, his figure flashed as he charged towards Zhu Dayong.

At that moment, his palms transformed and resembled red-hot iron plates that dazzled in the night. Every attack contained massive might that simply traveled through space and kindled the dry branches in the courtyard.

However, Zhu Dayong was a grade-7, and his movement techniques were as nimble as a ghost's. Even though He Liang's palm techniques were violent, he was able to dodge most of them. They did not pose any substantial threat to him.

"The Divine Raging Flames Palm! Senior Brother, you actually cultivated the Raging Flames Palm to such a great extent!"

Upon seeing this, Chun Fei was very pleasantly surprised.

She was slightly worried about whether Senior Brother He Liang actually had the strength to rival grade-7 experts, but from the looks of things, He Liang's palm techniques had reached perfection. Thus, she was instantly much more relieved.

The Raging Flames Palm was one of the most powerful martial arts techniques in the Taixu Sect. Typically, only masters who had attained the grade-7 realm were able to successfully cultivate this technique.

Crash!

A Raging Flames Palm landed on the ground, and the floor instantly exploded into many pieces that were sent flying as sparks filled the surroundings.

Zhu Dayong's figure flashed, and he jumped onto a nearby palace wall.

"Ha ha, do you only know how to dodge? If you're a man, fight me head-on! Oh, I forgot that you aren't a man. You're a castrate."

He Liang clamored.

"How noisy!" Zhu Dayong's gaze was ice-cold. He had thought that there would be talented individuals and true masters hiding in Changmen Palace. Thus, when he came in, he had been cautious and was vigilant against any threats in the darkness.

However, he never thought that there would only be a savage and condescending fool.

This survivor from the Taixu Sect had some skills. He had the cultivation base of a peak grade-6, but he was able to barely rival beginner grade-7 masters.

However, there was a large difference among grade-7 masters.

However, the fool in front of him was condescending and did not care about any grade-7 master.

He was simply asking for death.

After determining that there were no other threats in Changmen Palace, Zhu Dayong no longer had to dodge. His figure flashed past like a ghost. However, this time, he was no longer dodging but actively charged towards He Liang instead.

"Ha ha, good one!" He Liang laughed. His internal energy had been activated to its peak. Then, it was as if his palm had been ignited as it crashed towards Zhu Dayong.

He was prepared for this attack. He was going to establish his victory!

Thump!

A dull sound was heard.

The two figures only briefly clashed. The flames on He Liang's palms instantly dimmed significantly and were almost extinguished, while his figure was sent flying back. Meanwhile, Directorate of Ceremonial Assistant Manager Zhu Dayong only retreated by a few steps before stabilizing his figure.

The next moment, his footsteps were slightly lighter, as if he was doing a tsubame gaeshi. He chased towards the flying He Liang, and his palm flashed out like a thunderbolt.

At that moment, blood had surged up He Liang's throat, but he did not even have the time to cough it up. Just as he was about to suppress it, he saw his opponent attack and could only hastily rely on his luck to withstand the attack.

However, his hurried technique did not even contain half of his typical power. As a result, this attack was easily dispersed with nary a concern.

Then, Zhu Dayong delivered a few consecutive slaps that all landed on the chest of He Liang, who could no longer resist.

Bang bang bang!

He beat He Liang as if he was hanging up a picture. This simply described the current scene.

He Liang, who had been extremely arrogant and felt that he was no worse than a grade-7 master, simply collapsed at the first blow when faced with Zhu Dayong at full power.

In a few short moments, when He Liang fell on the ground, he breathed in heavily but exhaled weakly while blood flowed from his seven apertures.

"You… You…" He Liang was unwilling to give in. He stood up, as if he wanted to say something.

Chun Fei was panic-stricken. Her confidence had multiplied by 100 times just now, but in a short instant, her confidence had completely collapsed.

She had just seen He Liang, who had mastered the Divine Raging Flames Palm. Her support had arrived!

But she never thought that her support would also quickly collapse!

She hurried over and wanted to help He Liang up, but He Liang's injuries were too severe. Chun Fei had just helped him up when his neck tilted. He was no longer breathing and died in Chun Fei's arms.

Senior Brother had died!

"Senior Brother! Senior Brother! Senior Brother!"

Chun Fei shouted in grief and despair. She continuously shook He Liang in hopes that he would revive, but it was a pity that her efforts were useless.

Zhu Dayong sighed and said in a low tone, "Majesty Chun Fei, don't be so sad. I'll send you to hell to meet your Senior Brother."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards Chun Fei step by step.

"Old scoundrel, I'll fight with you!"

Imperial maid Yun Su shouted angrily and waved her long sleeves. Then, she surged towards Zhu Dayong like a waterfall.

This attack was formidable and awe-inspiring. It seemed to be of extraordinary strength.

Furthermore, a killing technique was hidden in her long sleeve. There was a long sword concealed in it.

If Zhu Dayong had not paid attention, he could have possibly suffered greatly.

However, it was a pity that Yun Su was only a grade-3 expert. Regardless of how many hidden killing techniques she had, when she was faced with Zhu Dayong, she was simply showing off her skills in front of an expert. She did not pose any threat to him.

Zhu Dayong did not even look at her. He simply slapped her, and Yun Su's long sleeve was torn into pieces, while the long sword in her sleeve was sent flying. At the same time, Yun Su made a dull groan as her body was sent flying like a kite whose string had snapped. She simply traversed the courtyard and smashed through a door before falling into a room.

By coincidence, this room happened to be Lin Ping's room.

Lin Ping definitely could not continue pretending to be asleep on his bed with the commotion outside and had woken up.

Yun Su's body happened to fall at Lin Ping's feet.

Yun Su's face was pale, and she was coughing up blood. However, she did not faint and looked up at the slightly dazed Lin Ping. Then, she sighed silently.

It looked like this charming and innocent eunuch could not escape death in the end.

Even though she had pleaded for mercy with Senior Brother He Liang, it had all turned out pointless.

With Zhu Dayong's cruel and ruthless methods, he would not allow any survivors in Changmen Palace tonight.

Yun Su struggled to stand up once again but did not speak any nonsense with Lin Ping. She then prepared to rush out and continue fighting for her life with Zhu Dayong.

This was because Zhu Dayong had started to attack Chun Fei at this moment.

Even though Chun Fei had the cultivation base of a peak grade-5, in the face of a grade-7 master, she was no different from a young chick.

However, Zhu Dayong did not use very cruel methods to kill Chun Fei, perhaps on account of the fact that she was still an imperial concubine. Instead, after curbing Chun Fei's internal energy, he grabbed Chun Fei's neck with his right hand and was prepared to choke Chun Fei to death.

But the next moment!

Zhu Dayong mysteriously felt a chill down his spine. The hairs on his body were all standing on end!

His life was in danger!

He did not hesitate to toss Chun Fei aside. Then, he turned around and made several signs, causing several dozen palms to appear in an instant. Not only did they seal off enemies from all directions, but they also formed a protective wall of aura at the same time.

Crack!

An invisible wave of sword aura manifested that seemed to specialize in breaking through such protective techniques. Several layers of palm signs and the aura wall were instantly broken, and the sword aura pierced into Zhu Dayong's back.

Luckily, the protective aura wall delayed the sword aura. Furthermore, Zhu Dayong's reactions were fast enough. As a result, the sword aura did not pierce into his vital parts and simply left an ordinary wound.

"Flee!" However, Zhu Dayong had no intention of facing the next enemy attack. Instead, he turned and tried to escape without hesitation.

He knew who had launched an ambush attack on him.

He had investigated and found that there were only four people in Changmen Palace.

Since one of them was dead and two of them were severely injured, it was evident who the last one was.

It was that average eunuch that resembled a passer-by!

Who in the world was this eunuch?

Since when had such a martial arts master emerged in the imperial compound?

When he went back, he definitely had to thoroughly investigate this!

Zhu Dayong had great confidence in his movement techniques and speed. Even though he only had a grade-7 cultivation base, when it came to movement techniques and speed, even some grade-8 masters were no match for him!

As long as he immediately decided to run away, no matter how well-concealed that eunuch's skills were, he could not stop him!

Zhu Dayong's figure flashed past, and he jumped onto the palace wall.

Just as he was going to slip away, a figure was already waiting for him on the wall.

"What?"

Zhu Dayong, who was fully focused on escaping, suddenly saw a figure in front of him that blocked his path. He was panic-stricken and naturally slowed down slightly.

A finger technique surrounded in red light charged towards Zhu Dayong's chest. It was violent and tyrannical, and it seemed rather similar to the attributes of He Liang's palm technique. However, its killing power and piercing power were much more powerful.

Even though Zhu Dayong had used up most of his energy, he activated all the internal energy in his body to withstand this finger technique. However, this was instantly broken through, and he fell from the palace wall.

When Lin Ping's embroidery needles shot down like rain and densely landed on Zhu Dayong's body, Zhu Dayong was no longer breathing or moving.

If one took a closer look, they would realize that it was as if Zhu Dayong's entire body had been set on fire. His entire body was charred and black.

This was the Wuxiang Finger skill, and its power was not ordinary.