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

After summoning nine bolts of lightning with his thunder magic to kill the eunuch Zuo Feng, the young Zhang Jiao still showed no intention of stopping.

Wherever his gaze fell, a bolt of lightning struck the heads of the knights brought by Zuo Feng, sending them down in Zuo Feng's footsteps.

Before ten breaths had passed, there wasn't a single knight left standing in the arena.

"Ring ring!"

The young Zhang Jiao picked up the copper bell that had fallen to the ground due to Zuo Feng's death, glanced at it disdainfully, and then threw it straight into the air.

"boom!"

Before the copper bell could fall, a bolt of lightning shot out from Zhang Jiao's palm, instantly destroying it.

Without the copper bell controlling their souls, the Liu clan members of Lousang Village, gathered under the big mulberry tree, instantly regained consciousness.

"What...what's wrong with me?"

"Isn't this Xuande's house? What's everyone doing here?"

"..."

"Where did the angel go? Why are all the knights who came with him charred black? Were they struck by lightning?"

The Liu clan members of Lousang Village, who had recovered, were discussing among themselves, completely unaware of what had just happened.

"Gentlemen, please give this Taoist priest a moment of peace!"

Young Zhang Jiao had no interest in explaining to each of the confused Liu clan members. With a wave of his sleeve, he directly set up a barrier centered on the large mulberry tree, temporarily enveloping the Liu clan members.

After doing all this, the young Zhang Jiao finally looked at Liu Bei and his group, who were still in shock.

"Liu Bei!"

"From this day forward, you're unlikely to have a peaceful life."

Having said that, the young Zhang Jiao turned his gaze to Liu Bei's mother, who looked at him with surprise and uncertainty after regaining consciousness, and laughed, "What? Elder sister, don't you recognize this Daoist master?"

"Have you forgotten that when your son was born more than twenty years ago, it was I, the Daoist Master, who delivered him!"

Upon hearing this, the doubt in Liu Bei's mother's eyes vanished.

"Heavens! It really is you, Daoist Master!"

"I never imagined that after so many years, your appearance would remain unchanged, while I, an old woman, have grown old and frail."

"My son, Xuande!"

Liu Bei's mother disregarded everything else and hurriedly waved to Liu Bei, saying, "Come quickly and pay your respects to your benefactor."

"If it weren't for this Taoist priest's intervention back then, I might have died in childbirth because of complications, and you might not have survived, my son."

"I never expected to suffer such a calamity today, and it was you, Taoist Master, who saved us, an orphan and a widow."

Liu Bei's mother was very emotional, and in just a few words she explained to Liu Bei the inextricable connection between the young Zhang Jiao and the Liu family.

Despite his mother's urging, Liu Bei, though still harboring many doubts and questions, did not resist performing a deep bow to the young Zhang Jiao.

"I am deeply grateful for the Taoist priest's passing and for saving my life today. I will always remember this and repay him handsomely in the future."

"only……"

Liu Bei glanced at the dead knight's body on the ground and couldn't help but ask, "Does the Daoist priest know why the eunuch Zuo Feng is looking for me?"

"Bei felt... as if he had been unwittingly dragged into a huge disaster."

"Trouble?" The young man, Zhang Jiao, shook his head slightly.

"If only it were a disaster, but unfortunately you've gotten yourself into a dead end."

The young Zhang Jiao circled Liu Bei once, then suddenly placed his hand on Liu Bei's shoulder, saying in a playful tone, "You little brat, do you know...?"

"The emperor, far away in Luoyang, is about to die!"

"To save that emperor's life, we need to find someone born with great fortune to steal his destiny and prolong his life."

"Unfortunately, you, Liu Bei, are the one who has been chosen."

"Is Liu Bei a man of great destiny?" Upon hearing Zhang Jiao's words, Liu Bei's face showed a strange expression.

"Master, if Bei were truly a man of great fortune, how could he have fallen into such a state of poverty and destitution? Could it be that the eunuch Zuo Feng has made a mistake?"

Liu Bei, still seething with hatred, glanced at the spot where Zuo Feng had been cleaved into ashes, and somewhat disagreed with the young Zhang Jiao's words.

Upon hearing this, the young Zhang Jiao chuckled.

"A mistake? Haven't you heard the saying 'better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free'? Do you think the people in Luodu will listen to your explanation?"

Furthermore...

The young Zhang Jiao patted Liu Bei's shoulder twice and said, "Back then, your ancestor Gaozu and the later-rising Emperor Guangwu, their early lives could not be described as wealthy and noble."

"When the time comes, those with great fortune will naturally achieve success."

"But unfortunately."

"It seems you can't wait for that opportunity! Kid, if I were you, I would flee to another place before the people of Luodu come looking for you again."

"If we stay in Zhuojun and Lousang Village any longer..."

The young Zhang Jiao shifted his gaze from Liu Bei to Liu Bei's mother, who looked worried, and said, "You and your orphan mother may not be able to save your lives."

"Not just you, but them too..."

The young Zhang Jiao looked back at the remaining Liu clan members who were shrouded in the barrier. "If they don't want to die, they'd better leave this place."

"Master Daoist!" Liu Bei's mother pleaded with a sorrowful expression, "Could you please show my son a way to avert this calamity?"

"I, an old woman, may die, but Xuande is still young!"

Faced with Liu's mother's plea, the young Zhang Jiao put away his playful expression and looked at Liu Bei seriously.

"Kid, what do you think?"

"I hope you can give me some guidance, Daoist Master!" Liu Bei had no choice but to clasp his hands in a fist and bow his head to the young man, Zhang Jiao.

Today's dramatic turn of events was too sudden.

If the reason for the matter is indeed as the young Taoist priest in front of him said, Liu Bei did not think his fate would be any better.

"Two paths!"

The young Zhang Jiao held up two fingers and said, "The first path is for you to take your mother to Bingzhou in the west."

"Hehe, among all the prefectures and counties in the world today, the only place that is not afraid of the emperor's authority is probably there."

The young Zhang Jiao glanced meaningfully at Ji Yuan not far away, "Once you get there, if you can get the protection of a man named Zhang Mu..."

"Enough to keep your life safe."

"Zhang Mu?" Liu Bei listened to the name Zhang Jiao utter, and secretly memorized it.

But then his face fell.

This was the first time Liu Bei had ever heard of Zhang Mu's name. Without any reason, Liu Bei did not believe that a man named Zhang Mu would openly oppose the emperor and the court for his sake.

"Master, what about the second path?" Liu Bei pressed.

"Simple!" The young Zhang Jiao seemed to have anticipated Liu Bei's question.

He pointed to himself and said, "I entered the Holy Sect where Master Dao is located and became a Holy Son of the sect."

"With the protection of the Holy Church, the Emperor of Luodu will be nothing to fear."

Even if the imperial court sends a large army to conquer us...

"And don't even think about harming your holy son in the slightest."

When the young Zhang Jiao said these words, a hint of madness flashed deep in his eyes.

Simply asking a great man to die is not enough.

We also need to get Liu Bei, the person most likely to inherit the destiny of the Han dynasty, involved to be in charge of passing the knife.