Mythical Three Kingdoms: Martial Arts Reach Divine Ranks, I Alone Rule the World

"Even if the 'Chang Gui' (伥鬼) is tainted by the tiger's might, it will always be controlled by the tiger and remain by the side of the beast king."

The middle-aged eunuch slowly emerged from the shadows and responded to Zhang Mu's words.

"His Majesty has shown me great favor, bestowing upon me a royal secret technique to cultivate the Imperial Dragon Qi. To repay His Majesty's kindness..."

"Don't even mention turning me into a vengeful ghost, even if I become a mournful wandering spirit, I won't flinch."

As he spoke, a faint dragon aura emanated from the middle-aged eunuch's body. Although weak, it still revealed that his strength was no weaker than that of an ordinary Martial Aspect Realm cultivator.

Excuse!

This eunuch was also a staunch supporter of Liu Hong!

Zhang Mu was slightly surprised, but his face remained expressionless. While carefully examining the middle-aged eunuch in front of him, he quickly calculated in his mind who the eunuch was.

Although Zhang Mu knew the names of the Ten Attendants by heart, he had never met them in person, so matching the names with the people in the stories was not an easy task.

"Would it be convenient for you to tell me your name, Mu?"

Zhang Mu asked with a smile, his tone relaxed as if it were a casual chat.

"Zhao Yu!" the middle-aged eunuch answered.

"Zhao Yu?"

Zhang Mu raised an eyebrow slightly, then turned to look at Empress He, the Empress of the Han Dynasty, who was sitting in the main hall of the garrison commander's mansion.

"His name doesn't seem to be among the Ten Attendants!" Zhang Mu asked, his tone filled with certainty.

Faced with Zhang Mu's question, Empress He smiled sweetly, covered her mouth, and whispered, "General Zhang, Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhong are no match for him!"

"Even if all ten Attendants were combined, they wouldn't equal the weight this person carries in His Majesty's heart."

Then, she pointed out the background of the middle-aged eunuch.

His mother is Zhao Rao.

Upon hearing the name uttered by Empress He, Zhang Mu immediately understood.

original!

This middle-aged eunuch was the son of the former emperor's wet nurse.

After glancing at the eunuch Zhao Yu with surprise, Zhang Mu ignored him and walked towards Empress He.

"May I ask what brings Your Highness here today?"

Zhang Mu stood in the center of the hall, looking directly at Madam He. "If you've come to question me..."

As he spoke, Zhang Mu glanced at the Imperial Tutor Wang Yue and the middle-aged eunuch Zhao Yu out of the corner of his eye. His imperial aura suddenly spread out like an invisible ripple, then instantly returned to calm.

Zhang Mu's tone carried an air of confident composure: "Those two aren't enough!"

"They might be able to take down 99% of the prefectures and counties under heaven, but they might not be able to withstand two slaps from the governor."

These words were spoken casually, yet carried an undeniable confidence.

The improvement in his strength gave Zhang Mu ample confidence.

Before his breakthrough, Wang Yue and He Shi, whom he had to be wary of and respect, were now insignificant figures in Zhang Mu's eyes.

In other words, he currently has no intention of raising a rebellion and establishing his own kingdom before the Heavenly General...

If he has.

Not only will Wang Yue and Zhao Yu's lives be left here, but even the Empress He, the mother of the Han emperor, will have to take his shape tonight to give Emperor Liu Hong a green hat to keep him warm.

As for the idea of ​​seizing Empress He and then supporting Liu Bian as emperor, Zhang Mu had absolutely no such thought.

There's no other reason than that being a stepfather is difficult, and the consequences are too great.

If even Regent Dorgon couldn't handle it, Zhang Mu didn't think his mere unorthodox Imperial Realm strength could suppress it.

Although Zhang Mu was arrogant, he wasn't stupid.

"Assault? Who dares to interrogate you now?"

Empress He rolled her eyes at Zhang Mu, her expression a mix of coquettishness and helplessness.

It was as if she wasn't talking to a terrifyingly powerful imperial expert, but rather having a casual chat with an old friend.

"General Zhang, not everyone has your strength and courage to kill a Royal Realm Ancestor!"

He's voice carried a hint of emotion and a complex feeling that was hard to describe.

The phantom image of the Nine Cauldrons can be kept out of the perception of ordinary people, but it cannot escape the observation of some people with ulterior motives.

As the Empress of the Han Dynasty, He had already learned about the Imperial Road Battle that was taking place in the skies above the sea when the Imperial Seal suddenly flew away and her husband Liu Hong vomited blood and fainted.

"Also, I would like to inform you, General..."

Empress He continued, her tone softening slightly.

"His Majesty was not angry about your joining forces with that Taoist to kill the Emperor Realm Ancestor. On the contrary, he was pleased with the outcome and grateful to you, General, for returning the Imperial Seal."

She not only denied that she had come to punish someone, but also conveyed Emperor Liu Hong's gratitude.

These words were perfectly worded, both appeasing Zhang Mu and demonstrating the emperor's attitude—a double win.

Upon hearing Empress He's words, Zhang Mu was somewhat puzzled by her intentions.

He frowned slightly, his mind racing through various possibilities, but he couldn't come to a definitive conclusion.

"So, Your Highness has come here today for...?"

If you can't figure it out, just ask.

Zhang Mu didn't dwell on it. He found a seat in the main hall and waited patiently for Empress He to explain his purpose.

however.

To Zhang Mu's surprise...

Faced with his direct question, Empress He did not give a direct answer. Instead, she waved to the Imperial Tutor Wang Yue and the middle-aged eunuch who had accompanied him, signaling them to leave.

Her gestures were gentle yet decisive, carrying a unique majesty befitting an emperor or empress.

Seeing this, Imperial Tutor Wang Yue did not hesitate at all. He bowed and turned to leave without any hesitation, as if he had long been accustomed to obeying orders.

The middle-aged eunuch Zhao Yu hesitated for a moment.

His gaze swept back and forth between He Shi and Zhang Mu, as if he were weighing something.

But when he thought of the Emperor's health condition and Liu Hong's instructions before he left, he silently followed Wang Yue out.

After Wang Yue and Zhao Yu left, Empress He pulled a jade hairpin from behind her head and threw it into the air.

The jade hairpin was entirely emerald green, gleaming with a warm luster in mid-air. The next moment, the array inside the jade hairpin was activated.

The magic circle flashed and disappeared into the void...

It instantly transformed into an invisible barrier, isolating the entire lobby from the outside world.

If any outsider attempts to probe the main hall of the magic array with their divine sense, the jade hairpin will automatically sound an alarm with a clear ringing sound.

Zhang Mu glanced at the jade hairpin, which could only be used to isolate aura and sound and had no protective array function. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a playful smile.

"What is Your Highness trying to do?"

He paused, a hint of mockery in his voice, "So you're even carrying Wang Yue and that Zhao Yu on your backs?"

Followed by.

Zhang Mu pointed his finger into the air, and the purple energy of the chaotic world within his body was mobilized to form a more solid and durable purple magic array, which enveloped the main hall of the town general's mansion.

As the purple energy circulated within the formation, it exuded an ancient and mysterious aura.

Just as the grand formation set up by Zhang Mu was generated, the Imperial Tutor Wang Yue and the middle-aged eunuch Zhao Yu, who were waiting outside the town general's mansion, suddenly looked up.

Wang Yue was alright; he merely glanced up and let out a barely perceptible sigh.

Even without actually fighting, the strength of this formation made him realize the gap between himself and Zhang Mu.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes today...

Wang Yue found it truly difficult to reconcile the heroic young man who had hesitated to act rashly in front of him a few days ago with Zhang Mu, who had already reached the level of an emperor in the hall.

"My lord, look..."

The middle-aged eunuch Zhao Yu spoke, looking at the isolation array that shimmered with purple light, his eyes filled with worry.

As Emperor Liu Hong's most trusted confidant, he could not tolerate Zhang Mu's disrespectful and presumptuous behavior towards the Emperor and Empress He.

If this gets out, it will be a disgrace to the royal family and the emperor, and he will be unable to explain himself to His Majesty.

"Zhao Yu, if you don't want to die, you'd better stay here!"

"If you want to rush in and die, I will not stop you."

Wang Yue stared at Zhao Yu with a solemn expression and warned, "You need to understand that the person inside the hall is someone who has just killed a King Realm expert."

"The so-called dignity of the emperor and the proper etiquette between ruler and subject..."

"We were no match for his imperial wrath!"

"Even if he kills you, His Majesty of Luodu will simply act as if nothing happened."

After speaking, Wang Yue held his sword in his arms and closed his eyes to rest.

In the hall.

Empress He also glanced at the array set up by Zhang Mu. Although she was not proficient in array formations, she knew that its mystery far surpassed the array that came with her jade hairpin.

"Your Highness, rest assured!"

Zhang Mu withdrew his finger and said in a relaxed tone.

"The magic array that Mu Bu has set up is hundreds of times more stable than the array that was pre-set inside your jade hairpin. Even if you shout until you're hoarse, Wang Yue outside won't be able to hear you."

"Is that so?" Upon hearing this, Empress He showed no panic on her jade-like face, but instead revealed a faint smile.

She moved gracefully and slowly to Zhang Mu's side.

"That suits my taste perfectly."

Empress He seemed oblivious to the frivolous undertones in Zhang Mu's words, and made a gesture as if to loosen the belt around her waist.

Her fingers were slender and white, and her movements were gentle and slow, as if she were about to break some kind of forbidden seal in front of Zhang Mu.

Watching the actions of Emperor and Empress He...

Zhang Mu's eyes remained clear, without the slightest confusion, as he simply looked at her with a smile.

If Empress He really dared to completely strip away her armor...

Zhang Mu naturally didn't mind paying homage to "Cao Cao" in the main hall of the garrison commander's mansion today.

If she dares not...

I didn't lose anything, did I?

Zhang Mu was observing the actions of Emperor He, while Empress He was also constantly watching Zhang Mu's movements.

Her delicate fingers pressed against the belt around her waist. Beneath her seemingly calm surface, her heart was in turmoil.

Empress He knew she had no advantage in negotiating with Zhang Mu, a being at the Emperor Realm, but considering her purpose in coming here today, she had no choice but to go all out.

next moment.

Empress He gritted her teeth, a resolute thought rising in her heart.

Her gaze lingered on Zhang Mu's face for a moment, then she took a deep breath and tightened her fingers slightly.

"Splash!"

The strap fell off, making a crisp sound that was particularly clear in the silent lobby.

The phoenix robe slipped off Empress He's shoulder, hanging halfway down, revealing a patch of snow-white skin and delicate collarbone, gleaming with a lustrous sheen.

A flicker of emotion crossed Zhang Mu's eyes as he watched this scene unfold.

He hadn't expected that Empress He would be so willing to go to such lengths.

This emperor and empress are indeed not to be judged by ordinary standards.

Just when Zhang Mu thought that Empress He would further "disarm herself"...

But then he saw Empress He smile at him.

With a hint of slyness in her smile, she had already sat down opposite Zhang Mu, showing no sign of unease despite her clothes being half-fallen.

Whether I'll scream my lungs out is a matter for later!

"Now! I have a request..."

"If you agree, General, everything will be fine."

As she spoke, Empress He's phoenix robe, which was half-draped over her shoulders, slipped down slightly again, and she revealed the reason for her so-called unreasonable request.

"General, would you be so kind as to grant me some of the Emperor's essence blood?"

"Imperial Dao...essence...blood?"

Zhang Mu looked at Empress He of the Han Dynasty, who was using herself as bait to whet his appetite, with a half-smile. He leaned forward slightly, a hint of mockery in his expression.

"Your Highness, there is no royal blood here."

Zhang Mu deliberately omitted a word, his tone laced with sarcasm.

Empress He, upon hearing this, could easily discern the subtext in Zhang Mu's words—

There is no imperial bloodline.

but.

The remaining character is present.

She showed no anger, but instead shook her head, her voice carrying a hint of determination.

"No! General, you actually have them all!"

Empress He leaned forward slightly, and two balls were reflected in Zhang Mu's eyes.

The ball trembled slightly, exuding a captivating, almost mesmerizing charm.

At this moment, Empress He's voice rang in Zhang Mu's ear, carrying a hint of allure.

"What I desire is the imperial blood left behind by the imperial ancestor who was killed by you, General, and that old Taoist priest."

They came for the imperial blood of Emperor Liu Zhao of the Imperial Realm?

Zhang Mu was stunned, never expecting that this was what Empress He was after.

Zhang Mu naturally possessed Liu Zhao's imperial blood.

Although Zhang Jiao, that old Taoist priest, took Liu Zhao's body, Zhang Mu still managed to collect a considerable amount of Liu Zhao's blood splattered on the battlefield after the war.

After all, in the previous battle of the Imperial Road, Liu Zhaoguang's body was shattered several times, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

however.

More than that, Zhang Mu was curious about what Empress He wanted Liu Zhao's imperial blood for.

Alchemy was Zhang Mu's first thought.

The corpses of enemies who died on the battlefield can be used to refine blood pills, so it goes without saying that the imperial blood in Liu Zhao's body is even more valuable.

Blood pills refined with royal blood are highly beneficial even to peak Martial Realm experts, and may even help them break through bottlenecks.

But Zhang Mu quickly dismissed the idea.

While refining it into a blood pill might benefit others, it might not be a necessity for Empress He, the woman before him.

Looking at Madam He, Zhang Mu thought of her other identity—the mother of Prince Liu Bian.

Although Liu Bian was a prince, he seemed to be of mediocre talent and showed no signs of being an emperor.

Was Empress He planning to infuse Liu Zhao's imperial blood into her son Liu Bian's body to enhance his imperial and dragon aura and improve Liu Bian's fortune?

Thinking of this.

With his doubts dispelled, Zhang Mu leaned back slightly in his chair and began to discuss his conditions with Empress He.

"Your Highness, do you know how precious royal blood is?"

Even if I were willing to give it to you...

Zhang Mu's gaze swept over He Shi's half-exposed shoulders, a slight smile playing on his lips. "And what will you offer in return?"

Upon hearing this, Empress He slowly stood up.

She let her phoenix robe slip completely to the ground, leaving only a close-fitting garment that outlined her graceful figure.

"I...amn you already here?"