Yuwen's Bait and the Art of Spirit-Seeding

The eunuch in blue said nothing. He lowered his head and looked at the blood on his clothes.

"Lord Marquis, you are destined for great things. It is a shame you do not know how to take care of yourself. Do as you please."

With that, he slowly cupped his hands and walked toward the Cizhou Branch Censorate.

Su Che said nothing. He merely raised his head and looked at the Imperial Demon Hunters Office before him.

"You're just letting him go? That old bastard looks rotten to the core. He's bound to cause trouble."

Little Fox muttered in his ear, "Why don't I follow him and finish him off?"

"No need."

Su Che walked forward slowly, his hands tucked into his sleeves.

"We need bait like him to hook the small fry in those muddy waters."

A light breeze rose with the shift in his energy and blew open the doors of the Imperial Demon Hunters Office. Inside stood a row of young eunuchs in blue. Some held weapons, bows drawn and arrows nocked; others trembled, at a loss for what to do.

They all had one thing in common: faces white as paper.

"Out of my way! With your paltry skills, you dare show off in front of Young Master Su?"

Li Yizhen.

Killing Intent surged around the Reverted Elixir cultivator, sending the young eunuchs swaying from side to side. Had the Imperial Demon Hunters Office not been specially reinforced, it would long since have become a heap of broken brick and tile.

"Marquis Changxin. We meet again."

A trace of mockery flashed through Li Yizhen's eyes. "What now? Planning to murder an official and rebel outright this time? I may be a disgraced official, but I still bear an imperial command..."

Words failed them, and their energies