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

Cai Yong?

Upon hearing Tong Yuan mention Cai Bojie's name, Zhang Mu's eyes flickered.

Looking down at the broken sword he had captured...

Although he had some guesses about the identity of the Han general who was completely freed tonight, he still needed a learned and knowledgeable person like Cai Yong to make a definitive judgment to verify whether it was really that person.

"good!"

"If there is an opportunity in the future, I will definitely visit Cai Dajia in Luodu."

Seeing that Zhang Mu agreed, Tong Yuan did not give any further instructions.

After glancing in the direction of Phoenix Perch Mountain, he hesitated and said, "Gongzhi, I won't go back to my residence for now."

"Your matter is settled."

"But my nephew Fengxian is still waiting for me to find an old friend to save his life."

"Please trouble you when you get back."

"Please pass on a message to my three disciples, the Grand Secretary..."

"I will be back by tomorrow evening at the latest."

Zhang Mu not only readily agreed to Tong Yuan's request, which was not a problem, but also expressed his understanding of his departure.

"Mr. Tong, please go ahead."

"There are shepherds looking after the Phoenix Perch Villa, so you can rest assured."

rest assured?

Tong Yuan glanced at the chaotic battlefield around him, and a muttered thought rose in his mind.

But when he realized that he would be gone for at most a day...

Tong Yuan then suppressed the doubt that had just arisen in his mind.

It only takes one day.

When he returns with his old friend Hua Tuo, will Zhang Mu still be able to demolish his Phoenix Perch Mountain?

"Hahaha!"

"Very well, I'll leave everything to you, young friend Gongzhi!"

Tong Yuan left in a hurry.

His laughter still echoed where he stood, but his figure had long since vanished into the air.

Seeing this, Zhang Mu shook his head and smiled.

After calming his blood and qi from the intense emotions of the battle, he disappeared into the valley.

……

Fengqi Mountain.

In a secluded courtyard halfway up the mountain.

Inside the main hall, Zhang Ren, Zhang Xiu, and Zhao Yun, the three brothers, were gathered together, none of them asleep.

Or they might be restless and constantly craning their necks to look outside.

Or sit quietly at your desk and savor your tea.

Or perhaps he's holding a spear in his hand, lost in thought and in a daze.

"Senior Brother!"

"Do you think Master and Brother Zhang can handle the nighttime troop movement of terracotta warriors that even Master Yan Jishi feared during the day?"

Zhang Xiu looked at his senior brother Zhang Ren, who still had the mind to savor tea, and felt increasingly anxious.

Although he did not reach the Martial Realm.

but.

He noticed the unusual weather over the area a dozen miles west of Fengqi Mountain immediately.

Add to that the occasional bursts of towering blood energy and the roar of battle that seemed to reach the heavens...

No matter how slow Zhang Xiu's reflexes were.

He also guessed that it was Zhang Mu and his master Tong Yuan, who had left before dawn, fighting against an unknown enemy there.

Previously, the commotion in the distance was so loud that Zhang Xiu wasn't particularly worried.

because.

At least Zhang Mu and his master Tong Yuan are still alive.

But now?

Zhang Xiu glanced at the dissipating thunderclouds and the vanished commotion in the distance...

He couldn't wait to rush there and find out whether his master and Zhang Mu were alive or dead.

However, he had to follow his master Tong Yuan's instructions, and although he wanted to go, he dared not disobey his master's orders.

"Zijin, what's the panic!"

"Don't you know how capable your master is?"

Zhang Ren raised his eyelids and lightly rebuked his junior brother, feeling quite helpless about Zhang Xiu's volatile temper.

Then he said in a deep voice, "Besides..."

"The Brother Zhang you mentioned may not be as simple as you think."

When Zhang Ren said this, the scene of his master Tong Yuan and Zhang Mu getting along came to mind.

This not only reflects his master's appreciation for Zhang Mu, a junior... but also reveals Zhang Ren's keen observation of his master Tong Yuan's attitude towards Zhang Mu as an equal.

Is this attitude of equality truly just a result of his master's appreciation for Zhang Mu?

According to Zhang Ren...

not necessarily!

A major reason for this is that Zhang Mu never revealed his hidden strength to his three fellow disciples.

Faced with that power, even his master, Tong Yuan, had to show him respect.

It is precisely because of that hidden strength.

Only then could Zhang Mu dare to speak so arrogantly about confronting the Night Parade of Terracotta Warriors, a force even his own mentor feared.

Mind this.

Zhang Ren couldn't help but think of the clansmen of his deceased master's wife, Yan, who had recommended a clansman with exceptional martial arts talent to Phoenix Perch Mountain three years ago, hoping that his master, Tong Yuan, would accept the young man named Yan Liang out of consideration for his deceased master's wife, Yan.

But the result?

Master Tong Yuan, just as he had treated Zhang Mu, did not hold back his appreciation for Yan Liang.

But in terms of attitude.

However, after merely instructing Yan Liang in martial arts cultivation for over a year, he hastily dismissed him.

"On talent in martial arts training..."

"Among my three fellow disciples, perhaps only... can be compared to this person."

Zhang Ren pondered silently, his peripheral vision falling on his junior brother Zhao Yun, who was also worried about his master's safety and was holding his spear in a daze.

Zhang Ren knew his own talent.

Reaching the Martial Realm was the ultimate goal that he and his second junior brother Zhang Xiu could achieve in their lifetime.

Those who can truly inherit their master's mantle, and even take that half-step beyond their master's martial arts realm...

The most likely.

That was his simple and honest junior brother.

Looking at his junior brother Zhao Yun's youthful face, Zhang Ren showed no trace of jealousy.

This is not just due to his personality.

Furthermore, it was because he was the senior brother of both Zhang Xiu and Zhao Yun.

He has been taking care of his two junior brothers ever since they came to the mountain at a young age.

It can be said.

Even the sheets that Zhang Xiu and Zhao Yun urinated on at night when they were young were washed clean by his senior brother.

But as he gazed at Zhao Yun...

Zhang Ren's eyes suddenly widened.

He belatedly realized:

Although Zhang Mu invited him and his second junior brother to join the army in Yanmen after they completed their studies, his gaze was clearly intentionally or unintentionally fixed on his junior brother Zhao Yun while he was speaking.

That look is so similar...

The domestic pigs in the village at the foot of the mountain saw the lush green water lilies in the vegetable garden.

The junior disciple is still young and cannot clearly see the good or bad in people's hearts.

Thinking of this.

"beep!"

"beep"

Zhang Ren tapped the table in front of him twice with his fingers, the sound immediately attracting the attention of Zhang Xiu and Zhao Yun.

"Junior Brother Yun."

"If Zhang Mu secretly tries to recruit you to Yanmen in the future... well, don't rush to agree."

"We'll discuss everything after consulting with our master."

Zhang Ren's solemn expression made Zhao Yun, a young man in the prime of his youth, look bewildered.

Why did you say that, Senior Brother?

"Um... okay... Yunyun... I'll remember."

Although Zhao Yun was puzzled, he hastily agreed without fully understanding what was going on.

Seeing that his senior brother didn't care about their master's life or death, but instead steered the conversation towards their junior brother Zhao Yun, Zhang Xiu couldn't hold back any longer.

"My dear senior brother!"

"Our master and Brother Zhang are still in critical condition, their fates unknown."

"And you, is this all you care about?"

"Isn't this the important thing? Zijin, you need to change your impatient nature!" Zhang Ren raised his eyelids and glared fiercely at Zhang Xiu, immediately comparing him to Zhao Yun.

"Look at your junior brother. Although he's just as worried as you, why is he being so impulsive?"

"You'll never change your ways!"

"Sooner or later you'll suffer a great loss and take a big tumble."

"you……"

Zhang Renzheng, who had made up his mind to teach his second junior brother Zhang Xiu a lesson through this incident, was about to continue speaking when he suddenly stopped.

Because at the entrance to the main room, Zhang Ren suddenly saw...

A dashing young man in black armor and white robes, still damp from the rain, appeared there, smiling at him.

"The prime minister is right."

"Zijin, your straightforward nature is beneficial to your rapid progress in martial arts, but if you were to take command of an army in the future, you would lack a certain degree of composure."

Zhang Mu spoke up, echoing Zhang Ren's advice to Zhang Xiu.

The next moment.

His tone took a sharp turn, causing Zhang Ren's expression to change slightly.

"Just a public servant..."

"What's with you teaching young Zhao Yun to be wary of Mu?"

"Although Mu is indeed up to no good and has the intention of abducting the young Zhao Yun after he completes his studies, have you considered Mu's feelings by stating it so bluntly?"

"It must have been really embarrassing for Maki to be eavesdropping outside!"

"you!"

Zhang Mu stared intently at Zhang Ren, then raised his lips and delivered a classic, mocking retort.

"That's so rude!"