Jin picked up a towel and walked behind him to gently wipe Zhao Xuan.
"Jin, how long have you been here?”Zhao Xuan asked casually.
"Your Highness, have you forgotten that I only came here tonight?”
"Tonight?"
"He suddenly went?" Zhao Xuan frowned.
Jin nodded and hesitated for a moment before whispering into Zhao Xuan's ear,""Your Highness, I heard that he was poisoned and died.”
"Jin 'er, how long have you been in the palace?”Zhao Xuan asked again.
"Why? Are you homesick?" Zhao Xuan smiled faintly. If you miss home, I'll send someone to send you back!”
"Jin 'er already has no home. He was killed by the Mongolians. Wuuuu…"
As Jin 'er spoke, he actually started to cry. After all, she was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old little girl. When she thought of her parents being killed, she naturally couldn't help but feel sad.
Zhao Xuan sighed, turned around, and hugged Jin in his arms."Cry, it will be better if you cry. I will help you kill the Mongolians!”
Hearing this, Jin 'er cried even harder.
Then, Jin 'er continued to wipe Zhao Xuan's body. His tear-streaked face was filled with sadness and beauty.
Zhao Xuan sighed and entered the nameless system.
"Discovered the Northern Dark Divine Technique. Learn it?”
"Learn!"
In an instant, the mantra of the Northern Dark Divine Art, the insights of the predecessors, and even the creative state of mind of the original creator were all played out in Zhao Xuan's mind, allowing Zhao Xuan to understand and grasp the essence of the Northern Dark Divine Art in an instant!
Zhao Xuan quickly let Jin 'er leave. He then sat cross-legged and began to circulate his mental cultivation technique.
Instantly, a warm current arose spontaneously from his dantian and spread throughout his entire body, tempering his meridians, bones, and muscles. It was warm and pleasant.
This should be internal energy, or perhaps Northern Dark True Qi?
Very soon, he completed a complete Qi Circulation. Zhao Xuan could clearly feel the changes in himself.
After the pleasant surprise, Zhao Xuan no longer doubted the power of the nameless system.
What made Zhao Xuan even happier was that this system was a support system and not a dominant system.
Unlike other systems, it would not issue all kinds of stupid missions!
Thinking about it, it made sense. When I came to the martial arts world, I naturally wanted to rise up, enjoy life, and do whatever I wanted. I wanted to cut off the sky with one hand!
Who would want to be a slave to the system and listen to the system's bullsh * t every day? It was like a teacher assigning homework, nagging all day long about completing this mission today and completing that mission tomorrow. It was simply brainless!
In this world, the most difficult thing to understand was the human heart, and the most unpredictable thing was fate!
Favorable impression points and loyalty points, would they be useful?
It could be said that this auxiliary system provided Zhao Xuan with all kinds of benefits. It would not limit his life or ask him to do anything. It was very much to his liking!
"Discovered the Evil-Warding Sword Manual. Learn it?”
"Study your sister!"
Zhao Xuan was speechless. How could a man learn this?
Zhao Xuan had a plan in his mind.
He could teach the women and eunuchs who were loyal to him the Evil-Warding Swordsmanship and nurture them.
Now, Zhao Xuan had no choice but to nurture his own "gang" and develop his own forces.
If a whole group of eunuchs and palace maids who knew the Evil-Warding Swordsmanship became his Shadow Guards and only listened to Zhao Xuan, it would not be a bad idea!
However, he had to be careful when choosing people.
It was better to be lacking than to be lacking. It had to be someone who was absolutely loyal or someone who could be completely controlled!
Jin 'er was a good choice. He was thirteen or fourteen years old, but he didn't know if it would be later.
After drying his body and putting on the new sleeping robe that Jin had brought over, Zhao Xuan returned to his bed and continued cultivating.
The death of the former Crown Prince had affected him too much.
However, he only had the peerless technique, the Northern Dark Divine Technique, and he still lacked a powerful martial technique. This was a problem. He wondered if the imperial palace had it?
Shaking his head, Zhao Xuan stopped thinking about this and continued cultivating.
Zhao Xuan's expression changed slightly. Could it be that there were two groups of assassins overnight?
As his only son, there were at least 80 people in the entire palace who wanted him dead. It was not surprising for him to have another wave of assassins!
When Zhao Xuan thought of this, he did not panic. Instead, he was looking forward to it.
Taking a deep breath, Zhao Xuan lay on the bed and pretended to be asleep. However, his right hand was condensing Northern Dark zhenqi!
Good fellow, first knock him out, then make a move. How ruthless!
The black-clothed man was heavily injured and did not dare to continue fighting. He turned around and wanted to escape.
Seeing this, Zhao Xuan hurriedly chased after him and struck his back with his palm again. Then, he went straight forward and grabbed his right arm, circulating the Northern Dark Divine Art with all his might!
"Ah! " You…" The black-robed man kept screaming, but his voice was instantly silenced.
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