Each Using Their Own Means to Enter the Forbidden Palace (Guaranteed First Update)

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When Zhen Xuzi gradually came to his senses, he discovered that his body no longer seemed so weak. It was as though he had rested quietly for half a month—he was brimming with energy, his thoughts unobstructed and crystal clear. He was immediately startled. "I thought it would be like those herbs that induce hallucinations, leaving one hollow and weak after waking up. But this pill actually seems capable of strengthening the body and nourishing the spirit. A true immortal pill indeed!"

While refining pills in the past, Zhen Xuzi had occasionally sampled some strange herbs and fallen into hallucinations. Yet their effects could not be mentioned in the same breath as this pill's, and their aftermath was severe. Thus, he had never dared use pills made from such herbs to fool the Emperor. One needed to live to enjoy glory and riches.

He sprang to his feet, knocking over the copper basin beside him with a deafening clang. "Why haven't you invited the two Daoist Priests in yet?!"

The thought of the Emperor relying on him even more after taking this immortal pill, while distancing himself from the Imperial Preceptor, set Zhen Xuzi's heart ablaze. He was determined to see what demands those two wandering Daoists had. If they went too far, hmph—there were plenty of guards and disciples in his residence, and even some forbidden hand crossbows. Even if they were the greatest sword masters under heaven, they would not escape death.

Yet on second thought, Daoists capable of refining such immortal pills could not be ordinary. They likely possessed strange powers, just like the Imperial Preceptor. Zhen Xuzi suppressed the greed in his heart and decided to speak with them properly. So