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Chapter 237 The final arrangement
Since reaching the ninth rank of Xuan Yuan, Wu Tu has had unprecedented confidence in his martial arts. He never imagined that he would one day feel as powerless as a newborn baby.

An innate master!

Surprisingly, a master of innate skill was hidden by Aktun's side!
He suddenly realized what was happening.

He took a deep breath, and a surge of powerful energy welled up inside him, as he tried to regain control of his body.

Unfortunately, just as the true energy was about to burst forth from his body, his Tian Tu acupoint felt as if it had been pricked by a needle, and all his strength vanished without a trace in an instant.

He was immediately filled with despair.

Is the difference between a master of innate cultivation and a ninth-grade Xuan Yuan cultivator really that vast?

In that short instant, the opponent had already figured out everything about him, even accurately finding his weak point in his true energy.

Completely powerless to fight back, Wutu floated and sank awkwardly in the air.

He closed his eyes in despair, giving up all struggle.

With a thud, he was thrown back to the ground, and then the vanished true energy returned to his body like receding tide.

He opened his eyes in surprise, looking down at Aktun, who was still perched high above him.

“Wu Tu, do you know who that is?” Akdun pointed to the room next to his.

Wu Tu realized that the innate master was hiding there.

“That’s the Imperial Advisor!” Akdun laughed as he walked up to Wutu and squatted down in front of him. “Do you think you have a chance to hurt me in front of the Imperial Advisor?”

“Phagpa? Imperial Preceptor, how is that possible?” Wutu shouted.

Akdun laughed loudly: "Then which possibility do you think it is? Wutu, you are a hero of my Great Yuan, but now, for a little bit of petty gain, you actually went to join that mixed-race bastard Tiele. I really feel sorry for you!"

Wutu stared at Akdun with blood-red eyes.

"The Third Prince can't possibly understand the despair I felt back then, not just mine, but my entire family's. Astu blames me for not rescuing him in time, causing him to lose face. Over the years, he not only made me a mine foreman, but also torments my family whenever he thinks of this incident. If it weren't for the Second Prince's secret protection, I don't know how many of my family members would have died. Did the Third Prince ever think of me during those years?"

“I really didn’t expect that!” Aktun said frankly. “To be honest, I haven’t paid attention to such a small matter. But when something really important happens, you are still the first person I think of. Wutu, now I’m giving you another chance. Are you willing to serve me?”

Wu Tu laughed: "Third Prince, will you trust me?"

"Whether you trust me or not is another matter. As long as there's a way to control you, isn't that enough?" Aktun smiled and opened his hand in front of Wutu, a golden pill spinning in his palm.

"what is this?"

“Of course it’s poison, what else could it be but candy?” Akdun laughed. “Wu Tu, you are an important figure in this game. Killing you is simple, but if you die, things will become more complicated. If I can get things done simply, I will naturally choose the more cost-effective way.”

"Eating poison doesn't necessarily mean you'll die!"

“You can give it a try!” Aktun chuckled. “See if you can get the second brother to find the antidote for you. The person who gave me this pill said that this poison was made from seven insects and seven herbs. As for which seven insects and seven herbs, if I don’t tell you, do you think even if Director Attila himself came to detoxify you, could he find out which seven insects and seven herbs were used within ten days and accurately formulate the antidote?”

Wu suddenly closed his eyes.

"To die is to die!"

"What a pity! You just stepped into the ninth rank of the Profound Origin Realm, saw the scenery of the ninth rank, and even experienced what the Innate Realm is like. Suddenly, you died just like that. Don't you think it's a pity? And do you think that your death will solve the problem? Don't you think about your family? You just got a little grandson, haha, so pink and cute. You probably don't want such a pink baby to be thrown into a soup pot and boiled into a pot of soup, do you?"

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

Akdun placed his outstretched palm in front of Wutu.

"Eat it, and I will give you the antidote every three days. After ten days, the poison will be neutralized."

"Ten days?" Wu Tu murmured.

"Ten days is enough!" Akdun laughed heartily. "With the Grand Preceptor as my guarantor, after this matter is settled, Akdun will still give you wealth and honor, and will not punish you for your past betrayal. Are you at ease now?"

Wutu's trembling hand took the golden pill from Akdun's palm, stared at it for a moment, and finally, without the slightest hesitation, threw it into his mouth and swallowed it like a candy.

“Very good, now we are on the same side again!” Akdun patted Wutu on the shoulder. “You made the right choice. Wutu, you must remember that a person who does great things must keep his eyes open and never be blinded by small favors. You must see the greater good. If our Great Yuan wants to conquer the world and become the master of this world, then we cannot leave any future troubles.”

Wu Tu lowered his head and remained silent.

“Come on, now that we’re on the same side, there’s no need to keep things from you anymore!” Akdun laughed. “Besides, I also need your cooperation outside. Without your information, it’s very difficult to deceive the Tiele.”

Akdun led the way, with Wutu following dejectedly. He hadn't expected that even as a ninth-rank Xuan Yuan expert, he still had no say in which path he chose to take.

How did Akdun find out that he had sided with the Second Prince? Very few people knew about this, unless the Second Prince had spies from the Third Prince.

But it's not really interesting anymore.

Furthermore, why did the National Preceptor Bashiba become Akdun's accomplice?
Lost in thought, Wutu looked up and was shocked to find that he had followed Akdun to the outside of the Hall of Diligent Governance.

The Hall of Diligent Governance was not only where the emperor usually convened meetings and conducted official business, but also where he rested and recuperated.

The plaque, "Upright and Bright," gleamed in the sunlight, and Wu Tu stared intently at the four large, elegant characters.

"Thinking about the imperial edict behind that plaque?" Akdun asked with a smile.

Suddenly, a jolt.

"No need to think about it, it's definitely different from the one Tiele has. This one is real, while the one Tiele has is obviously a forgery."

Following Akdun up the high steps, several armored warriors forcefully pulled open the heavy door.

A strange smell wafted over.

Wutu stepped one foot over the threshold, but left the other foot outside, staring intently at Akdun's back as if he were a wooden or clay sculpture.

"You guessed it? Come in!" Akdun said, turning around.

Wutu felt his feet were incredibly heavy.

Through layers of gauze curtains, Wutu saw a figure lying quietly on the large dragon bed.

With his martial arts cultivation at the ninth rank of Xuan Yuan, he could easily tell that the person on the bed had long since lost all life and had completely stopped breathing and had no heartbeat.

Yingzhuo is dead.

Just as he was preparing to make final arrangements for the future of the Yuan Dynasty, he died of a brain hemorrhage.

Even though Attila, the head of the Imperial Medical Academy, had been by Yingzhuo's side all this time, he was unable to do anything to save him. He could only watch helplessly as Yingzhuo breathed his last before his eyes.

Then Attila was detained in the palace.

Wu Tu knelt down, sobbing.

He never expected that upon entering the palace today, he would see the emperor's remains.

To the Yuan Dynasty, Yingzhuo was a great and wise emperor.

And now, this great emperor has died silently in the depths of the palace, and not a single word has been heard outside.

"His Majesty personally drafted a list before his death!" Akdun reached out, and a list fell in front of Wutu. "This is half of it. The other half is in Azaxi's hands. You two split up and must invite them all to the palace before dawn tomorrow."

Looking at the list, Wu Tu asked in a trembling voice, "Are you going to detain these people?"

"What are you joking about? These are all important ministers of our Great Yuan. I invited them to the palace so that I could discuss with them how to handle His Majesty the Emperor's funeral arrangements and how to fulfill His Majesty the Emperor's last wishes!" Akdun said with a smile.

Wutu understood that once these people entered the palace, they would be walking into a trap, and they would have to fulfill Akdun's wish to escape.

“You should inform the Tiele about this list!” Akdun laughed. “He actually knows that the emperor has drawn up such a list. He probably thinks that the emperor summoned these people to the palace to talk to them one by one and ask them to support him, right? Hehe, the list you have is full of wavering individuals.”

"When will you summon the Second Prince to the palace?" Wu Tu asked.

Akdun laughed: "Of course, it will be tomorrow night. His Majesty the Emperor will need some time to talk with these people. Once everything is settled, he will naturally summon my second brother to the palace."

"Are you going to kill the Second Prince?"

"Is that even a question?" Akdun sneered. "With you guarding the East Gate and Yeli leading tens of thousands of soldiers in the Eastern Camp, my second brother will naturally feel safe entering the palace. However, for my second brother, it's a one-way trip. Wutu, this is the tradition of our Great Yuan, starting from my grandfather's generation. If we want the Great Yuan to continue to flourish, anyone who threatens the emperor's absolute power should not exist in this world. It is precisely because of this that our Great Yuan has ensured that each generation is stronger than the last. Now you should know what to do tomorrow night, right?"

"I will keep the east gate tightly shut and will not let Yeli in!" Wutu said, bowing his head.

“That’s enough!” Akdun nodded. “Once Second Brother dies, Yeli will lose his loyalty and naturally give up. Then we can show him His Majesty the Emperor’s last edict, and everything will be settled.”

(End of this chapter)