The clone rushed to the capital overnight. He first took two full turns around the city to familiarize himself with the terrain, then finally found the Imperial Preceptor's residence.
The Imperial Preceptor's residence stood in the eastern part of the city, occupying a full hundred mu. It had countless halls and pavilions, with water winding through it and mountains surrounding it, ancient trees reaching for the sky, and covered corridors and gazebos naturally resplendent in their splendor.
Aside from the imperial palace, the Imperial Preceptor's residence covered the largest area and was also the most magnificent.
The clone did not make a move. Instead, he found a spot in the room of a courtesan at a brothel in the city, knocked her unconscious, and sat cross-legged beside her to meditate.
He was waiting for the right moment.
After Golden Cymbals Dharma King woke up and discovered that his son had already gone to the capital, he hurried after him. As the clone sat in the courtesan's room, the communication jade talisman at his waist trembled. He picked it up and swept it with his divine sense. It was a message from the maidservant at Tianwu Mountain who attended Golden Cymbals Dharma King.
"Great King, Dharma King has awakened and could not find you. He has already gone after you to the capital."
The clone smiled faintly. He knew the time had come.
Once on the street, Jiang Hao was in no rush. He ordered three jin of mutton from a breakfast stall and ate his fill before heading toward the Imperial Preceptor's residence.
The timing could not be too late, but neither could it be too early. It was a delicate matter.
The vermilion gates of the Imperial Preceptor's residence were tall and imposing, with four guards standing watch outside.