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

"Wen Yuan!"

"How is the situation? Has your brother not returned yet?"

Bingzhou, Yanmen Commandery.

Inside the prefectural governor's residence.

Prefect Guo Qun paced back and forth in the hall, his mind in turmoil, glancing every now and then at the sun that had already risen high in the sky.

Ever since he learned from Zhang Liao, who had returned late last night, that Zhang Mu had accepted Lü Bu's invitation to join forces and attack the Xianbei royal court, his mind had been in turmoil for a moment.

Therefore.

Hearing footsteps outside, before Zhang Liao could even step into the hall, he eagerly inquired.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Liao shook his head sadly.

"Report back to the prefect."

"The Liao dynasty has already sent several scouts north to investigate, but my brother has not yet returned."

Zhang Liao tried his best to suppress the unease in his heart and persuaded himself not to think in a pessimistic direction.

"Is...is that so?"

Guo Qun forced a smile.

He came to Zhang Liao and comforted him, saying, "Wen Yuan, don't worry. Maybe Gongzhi was delayed on his way back for some reason."

"You know your brother's temperament."

"He doesn't seem like the type to suffer a great loss."

As he spoke, Guo Qun pretended to be exasperated and berated Zhang Mu, who had not returned for a long time, saying, "When he comes back, I will definitely give him a good scolding."

"To act recklessly without permission is utterly unacceptable."

Zhang Liao did not respond to these words.

He could tell.

The prefect in front of him was just as worried about the safety of his elder brother, Zhang Mu.

Just as Zhang Liao and Guo Qun were speechless, discussing whether to report to the imperial court and launch a military campaign northward...

A burst of excited shouts came from outside the hall.

"Reporting to the Prefect, Commandant Zhang!"

"We have news of the garrison commander."

Shortly after, a Han soldier rushed in, carrying a disheveled Han civilian.

They did so without prior arrangement.

Guo Qun and Zhang Liao's gazes both fell on the commoner.

The arriving common people had never experienced being stared at by someone in a position of power like this.

But when he thought of the instructions given to him by the person who had descended from the sky on a blood dragon half an hour earlier, he opened his mouth hesitantly.

"Back... back to you two adults."

"The thing is, not long ago I was..."

The disheveled commoners spoke haltingly, but neither Zhang Liao nor Guo Qun urged them on.

At least.

The appearance of this person indicates that Zhang Mu's life is not in great danger.

They can rest assured now.

……

Yingchuan.

Inside a brothel called Yingchunfeng.

Xi Zhicai and Xun Yu, who had gotten up early, were sitting on the first floor enjoying the restaurant's specialties when they helplessly watched their friend, who was yawning and looking exhausted, walk down from the second floor.

"Fengxiao, you're late today!"

"Beauty is wonderful, but one must exercise restraint. Just like the delicacies on this table, if one eats them every day, they will become tasteless."

Dressed in white, Xi Zhicai teased Guo Jia, then casually took the jade tofu that Xun Yu was about to pick up with chopsticks and placed it in front of the young Zhuge Jin, who was his student.

Young Zhuge Jin looked at his gentle and refined uncle Xun Yu's chopsticks hovering in mid-air, then at the delicious tofu-scented dish in front of him...

His small face, full of collagen, was filled with worry.

eat?

Still not eating?

"Thump!"

Just as young Zhuge Jin was caught in a dilemma, a sharp pain suddenly shot through his head.

Look up.

He saw Guo Jia, who had just flicked his forehead, now casually blowing on the finger that had hit him, and looking at him with a smile.

"Hey, Little Zhuge!"

"You're clearly one of Zhicai's students, but I have this feeling..."

"You seem to have been taught by the hypocritical Xun Wenruo."

"Being too rigid and dogmatic is... not good."

After giving the young Zhuge Jin a piece of advice, Guo Jia finally had the mind to respond to his teasing of his friend, Xi Zhicai in white.

"Zhicai, did you think Jia came to this too late?"

As they were talking, Guo Jia suddenly straightened his back, a smug smile on his face: "It's all because of Jia's good foundation."

"Last night, the battle went on until late into the night, but Jia was not satisfied."

"No, that's right."

"I had another big fight with them this morning."

Young Zhuge Jin, standing to the side, blushed deeply as she listened to the crude remarks made by her martial uncle Guo Jia.

Although he was young, he was not completely ignorant.

In addition, this Uncle Guo never bothered to hide his philandering nature in front of outsiders, so he understood the meaning behind Guo Jia's words.

however.

To his surprise...

"What were the results? Did you manage to rout them and leave them in disarray?"

Ok?

Young Zhuge Jin suddenly raised his head and looked incredulously at his Uncle Xun, who had taken over the conversation.

He never expected this.

This uncle, who has always maintained a gentlemanly demeanor, would also participate in Uncle Guo's obscene and vulgar discussions.

"Is that even a question?"

"It is only right to display Jia's heroic spirit and fight until the enemy is crying and begging for mercy."

Guo Jia was very pleased with himself, and he even spoke loudly when he said this.

Upon hearing this, the other diners on the first floor all revealed knowing smiles.

Upon hearing this, Xun Yu immediately understood.

After pouring Guo Jia a cup of wine from the wine pot, he said no more.

As someone on the same level as Guo Jia, how could he possibly be kept in the dark about what Guo Jia did this morning?

The reason he and Xi Zhicai were waiting here, seemingly for a meal, was that they had already made plans to help each other should their friend Guo Jiali be in trouble.

It was just a remote intervention.

They both possessed some knowledge of the supernatural abilities related to this path.

While it may not be as powerful as his friend Guo Jia's supernatural abilities, it is sufficient to restrain the enemy and buy time for his own side to retreat.

"Kill them until they cry and beg for mercy?"

"Fengxiao!"

"Are you really capable with your physique? I'm afraid there's someone else! Why don't you, Wenruo, and I introduce that person to them later?"

Xi Zhicai slowly spoke, and young Zhuge Jin, watching in horror, joined in.

What!

There was another man in Uncle Guo's room, and that man was even more ruthless than Uncle Guo in matters of love.

The teacher was quite interested in that man?

This moment.

Young Zhuge Jin's worldview was shattered.

But what he didn't notice was...

While his two uncles and master were having a pleasant conversation, all three of them kept glancing at the yellow-robed Taoist priest who appeared on the street outside the brothel, their eyes never leaving him.

the other side.

After traveling for most of the day, they finally arrived in Changshan County, escorting Tong Yuan and Zhang Mu, whose fate was unknown.

Guided by Tong Yuan, Zhang Mu quickly found the location of Phoenix Perch Mountain.

Before he could even control the true dragon formed from his blood energy to land...

Three figures suddenly rushed out from a secluded courtyard located halfway up Phoenix Mountain.

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

Zhang Mu looked up and his gaze immediately fell on the boy at the very back, whose face was still young and whose height didn't even reach his shoulder.

A sentence popped into his mind.

That year.

My grandma used to slap Zhao Zilong when he was still a cute little boy!