Inside the Storage Soul Tool of this Level 7 Soul Engineer, among a pile of valuables, a letter was Toji found.
With some doubt, he took out the letter.
Under the dim light of the Soul Guidance Lamp, Toji looked at the letter with gold-embossed sealing wax.
The sealing wax was imprinted with the emblem of the Sun Moon Imperial Family.
"He's just a Level 7 Soul Engineer, he can't possibly have any important mission on his side, can he?"
Toji's lips twitched. She had been following him for a week, and he had only been going between the Sun Moon Imperial Family, the Xishui Alliance, the hotel, and his residence.
It's very regular.
Toji hesitation, he unfolded the letter, and words appeared on the specially made paper:
"A coup is imminent within the royal family. More people have been deployed, and once the preparations are complete in the coming years, they will target the emperor and his family."
--Written by Xu Tianran.
"... It seems we've accidentally uncovered some incredible secret."
Toji narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to sort out the current timeline.
There are still more than five years until the main storyline begins when Huo Yuhao turns eleven.
In other words, Xu Tianran is currently just a member of the royal family.
The current emperor of the Sun Moon Empire is the father of He Caitou, one of the Shrek Seven Devils of Huo Yuhao's generation.
Not long after, He Caitou's father will be overthrown by Xu Tianran Xu Tianran's father, who will become the emperor, while He Caitou will become the crown prince.
The next emperor was Xu Tianran, a powerful and ambitious figure who ascended the throne and attempted to unify the Douluo Continent.
"At this point in time, Xu Tianran shouldn't be crippled yet."
Toji tapped his fingers lightly on the letter, pondering whether or not to get involved in this mess.
"Since He Caitou's father is in power, it means that now is the crucial period for the Xu Tianran family to plot a coup."
"In the original story, this coup almost wiped out the entire royal family, with only He Caitou escaping..." Toji's eyes flickered, "Just what I wanted."
"Looks like we're destined to wade into these muddy waters!"
After Toji deliberation, Shen Er began preparing to restore the envelope.
"The important thing is that it doesn't specify which member of the Xishui Alliance it's for..."
"Then I'll disguise myself as reinforcements sent by the Xishui Alliance and go to assist Xu Tianran."
Thank you for the opportunity.
Toji put the envelope away, finished her cigar, blew a smoke ring, and threw the cigar at Morris's unseeing face.
"Sleep."
Completely ignoring the corpses still in the room, Toji went to sleep.
Until the early morning of the next day.
There was a knock on the door:
"Lord Mo, are you still not up? May I come in to clean?"
Startled awake, Toji sat up abruptly, glanced at the congealed bloodstains on the ground, and grinned.
He knew that the family had a housekeeper who cleaned their house regularly.
"Thanks for the alarm."
Toji glanced at Mo Yan's corpse under the bed, took out a long knife, chopped off his head, then put it in a bag and placed it in his Storage Soul Tool.
The next moment, he left the residence as easily as a wisp of smoke.
As for what will happen next, that's not something he should be concerned with.
Their actions are swift and unpredictable, like the wind.
Innate Assassin's Body.
In the area near the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy.
Toji stood outside an inconspicuous courtyard wall, his cold gaze sweeping over the seemingly ordinary house.
The courtyard walls were dusty and gray, with moss creeping up the corners. The paint on the wooden door had long since peeled off, making it indistinguishable from the dilapidated houses around it.
During his seven-day surveillance of the Level 7 Soul Engineer, he discovered that the Soul Engineer had gone in for an hour and then came out as if nothing had happened.
"There's a problem here. Go inside and you'll see."
Without further hesitation, he took out the Soul Tool from his Storage Soul Tool, strode towards the courtyard gate, and raised his hand to knock on the door.
Based on the details observed in the previous days, the same code was used.
"Thump, thump, thump--thump, thump."
Three long and two short, with precise rhythm.
There was a moment of silence inside the door, followed by the sound of soft footsteps.
The wooden door creaked open, revealing a bloodshot eye peering out from the darkness.
"Password." A hoarse voice squeezed out from the crack in the door.
Toji didn't answer, but simply lowered his head slightly, his face obscured by shadow.
The person inside seemed to sense something was wrong and abruptly tried to slam the door shut.
"Whoosh!"
The broadsword pierced through the crack in the door, precisely penetrating the man's throat.
Toji coldly and ruthlessly pulled the blade out, and blood splattered onto the door panel, making a "hissing" sound.
He then flung open the door, and the body collapsed to the ground.
Toji glanced at her coldly, then squatted down to examine her.
This was a young man dressed entirely in black, wearing a bamboo hat. The hat had rolled off, revealing a pale face with blackish-purple blood foam still clinging to the corner of his mouth.
The chilling aura emanating from him made Toji feel very uncomfortable.
It can be confirmed that this is an Evil Soul Master.
"We've found you."
Toji chuckled, stood up, stepped over the corpse, and walked inside.
The moment you step into the courtyard, your nostrils are filled with a rich aroma of plants.
This seemingly ordinary courtyard hides a secret: the dense vegetation divides the space into an intricate maze.
Vines grow wildly along the metal frame, forming a Tianran green barrier.
The large leaves completely block the view from above.
Toji's shoes made a soft rustling sound as they stepped on the path covered with fallen leaves.
The black domed building in the center of the courtyard is partially hidden by the greenery.
As they drew closer, Toji ventured inside and pushed open the slightly ajar black door, the hinges creaking loudly as they turned.
The light inside the room suddenly dimmed, and two guards dressed in white robes, who were facing away from the door, turned around at the same time upon hearing the noise.
Their pale masks revealed only two dark eye sockets.
"You are..." one of them began, but his voice trailed off.
Toji's figure Teleportation in front of the two, his right hand forming a claw, grabbing a guard and slamming him against the wall.
With a cracking sound of bones shattering, the hard skull exploded on the specially designed wall, and red and white liquid splattered in a radial pattern.
Before the other guard could react, Toji's knee had already slammed into his abdomen, causing the guard's body to arch like a shrimp, before he was struck in the back of the neck with a hand chop.
The sound of a cervical spine breaking was exceptionally clear in the silent room. The headless corpse slowly slid down, leaving a gruesome trail of blood on the wall.
Toji flicked the blood off his hands, a few drops of warm liquid splashing onto his cheek. He casually wiped it with his sleeve, his gaze sweeping over the still convulsing corpse on the ground.
If I kill everyone who discovers me, that will be a perfect infiltration.
Toji casually tore off a guard's mask and clothes, put them on without caring about the dirt, disguised himself as a guard, and then scanned the room.
The interior was quite ordinary, almost like a typical family home.
He vaguely remembered that this place had some kind of mechanism.
Toji, he finally found the mechanism on the table. He put his hand on it and pressed down hard, and the four table legs immediately embedded themselves into the ground.
As the table legs were fully inserted, the mechanism on the side of the table was triggered, emitting a "creaking" sound.
The entrance on the side of the desk slowly cracked open, revealing a space of about one square meter.
The deep passageway extends downwards, with Soul Guidance Lamp embedded in the surrounding walls. The faint light elongates Toji's shadow, casting it in a distorted manner onto the stone walls.
The air was filled with a sweet, fishy smell, like a mixture of blood and some kind of spice, nauseating yet inexplicably exhilarating.
Toji endured the stench, his footsteps silent, the soles of his boots making no sound on the cold stone steps.
At the end of the passageway, the space suddenly opens up.