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

Hearing Zhang Jiao's assessment that he hadn't misjudged him, Zhang Mu felt a headache coming on.

When facing others.

He was able to handle it with ease.

Only when facing this Master Zhang, Zhang Mu always felt uneasy, as if his background had been exposed.

"Hello!"

"It seems you, old Taoist priest with the ox-nose, have also witnessed the terracotta warriors' night march?"

"Have you exchanged blows yet?"

"Were you ever beaten so badly by those treacherous generals that you had to run away in terror?"

Zhang Mu reverted to his old ways, showing none of the respect and fawning he had shown Zhang Jiao when he first saw the five-colored pill.

"If you need something, Master Zhang; if you don't, Niu Lao!"

"Hey Zhang boy, where did you learn that attitude from? You're supposed to be a descendant of the renowned Yanmen scholar Nie Yi, yet you speak so crudely. Aren't you afraid of becoming a laughingstock?"

Zhang Jiao first scolded Zhang Mu before answering Zhang Mu's question.

"I've seen it all, and I've fought against it!"

"It's not a matter of running away in panic; in short, it's a draw."

"possible……"

As Zhang Jiao shook his head, he uttered words that made Zhang Mu want to kick over his fortune-telling stall on the spot.

"It's probably because those ghost soldiers and generals are afraid of my strength, and they're planning to come after me when I'm on the verge of death."

"Then they'll probably come looking for you again soon!" Zhang Mu, who couldn't stand Zhang Jiao's Versailles-like behavior, replied casually.

"Um?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jiao's gaze immediately fixed on Zhang Mu.

Until Zhang Mu felt a chill run down his spine, and goosebumps began to rise on his arms...

Zhang Jiao laughed to himself.

"hehe!"

"You little rascal, you really do know that the old Taoist priest plans to start a rebellion next year."

"If one did not know, one would certainly not say such a thing."

"But what the old Taoist is very curious about is..."

"The decision to launch an uprising next year was made by this old Taoist priest not long ago. I haven't even told my daughter or my two brothers. How did you find out?"

"and."

"Judging from your attitude, it seems you don't think highly of the old Taoist's actions, and you believe he will fail and die?"

Zhang Jiao's words were piercing to the heart.

They guessed a lot just by relying on one extremely easy-to-overlook loophole in Zhang Mu's words.

It's not just a guess.

Under Zhang Mu's watchful gaze at the divination stall, he was astonished to see Zhang Jiao take out a jet-black tortoise shell and begin to divine.

I don't know what Zhang Jiao calculated for me.

"Snap!"

"Click click click!"

The black tortoise shell seemed unable to withstand the question Zhang Jiao wanted to ask; cracks appeared on it, and it began to break into fragments that fell from Zhang Jiao's palm.

Even Zhang Jiao himself seemed to suffer a backlash.

A sickly flush suddenly appeared on her baby-soft cheeks, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"You old Taoist priest, are you out of your mind?"

"You're making wild guesses about fate; can your body handle it?"

Zhang Mu reached out and snatched the tortoise shell that Zhang Jiao was using for divination.

Although he couldn't help but bicker with Zhang Jiao, that old Taoist priest, whenever they met, he ultimately valued his relationship with Zhang Jiao.

Zhang Mu vaguely guessed what Zhang Jiao was planning.

I don't want to see Zhang Jiao ruin himself by divining what he sees as a baseless destiny.

however.

Despite Zhang Mu's attempts to dissuade him, Zhang Jiao's eyes remained fixed on the tortoise shell that Zhang Mu had taken away halfway through the journey.

He stared at the tortoise shell, which was mostly broken and lying on the divination table, with only a third of it still intact in Zhang Mu's hand.

Furthermore, the cracks that had formed on the tortoise shell did not completely extend through the remaining shell...

Zhang Jiao suddenly laughed.

His gaze toward Zhang Mu was filled with increasing satisfaction.

The tortoise shell is completely cracked; fate cannot be changed.

But now...

He saw...

However, there is still a glimmer of hope for what was predicted in his heart.

And this vitality.

This undoubtedly came down on the young man in front of him who showed him no respect.

Seeing the anxious and genuine look on Zhang Mu's face, Zhang Jiao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and said with a smile, "Don't worry, brat."

"There are plenty of people in this world who want this old Taoist priest dead!"

"It's just a simple divination."

"The old Taoist priest will be fine in a few days."

After indicating to Zhang Mu that he was alright, Zhang Jiao gave Zhang Mu a reminder.

"But lad, listen to this old man's advice..."

"No matter what you have to rely on, before you have fully entered the Overlord Realm, you should avoid matters concerning the Imperial Tomb if possible."

"No matter how strange the imperial tombs are, as long as you don't provoke them, they can only deal with the dead."

"If it crosses the line and attempts to taint the world of the living..."

"You don't need to take action; someone will handle it on their own."

"Checks and balances? Who can check and balance them?" Upon hearing Zhang Jiao's admonition about the imperial tomb, Zhang Mu hurriedly asked.

As he spoke, Zhang Mu casually placed the fragment of the tortoise shell in his hand on a corner of the divination table.

Zhang Mu pressed for answers...

Zhang Jiao didn't say it explicitly, but instead looked up at the sky above Luodu City.

But when Zhang Mu looked up at the sky...

The Heavenly General reached out and subtly slipped the tortoise shell fragment into his sleeve.

After doing all this.

Zhang Jiao said meaningfully to Zhang Mu, "The Qin Emperor was indeed extraordinary, but how many emperors of the Liu family were easy to deal with?"

"Leaving aside other matters."

"The mere fact that Emperor Wu, who was rumored to have met with misfortune in his later years and whose personality had drastically changed to the point of madness, left behind a contingency plan that rendered those ghost soldiers and generals helpless."

"At least."

"The old Taoist priest had encountered countless ghost soldiers and generals, and had never seen any corpse general among their ranks that was the transformed corpse of someone who had the blood of a Liu family emperor or nobleman flowing through their veins during their lifetime."

"Qin Shi Huang has an imperial mausoleum, haha. How could Emperor Wu, who also sought immortality in his later years and was ambitious and shrewd, not want to create his own imperial tomb?"

"As for where the Han tombs belonging to Emperor Wu are located?"

"That'll have to wait until you reach the Overlord Realm, then you can find it yourself based on your own strength!"

This was the second time Zhang Mu had heard the name of Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che, mentioned by someone stronger than himself.

This made him think deeply about Liu Che's life and achievements.

But as I thought about it...

Zhang Mu's gaze sharpened, and he turned his head in disbelief to look at the far west of the Han Dynasty.

Because he believed that if his judgment was correct, Liu Che's greatest achievement in his life, in the eyes of all Chinese people for all time...

There are two specific examples:

One was to attack the Xiongnu.

Kou can go, so can I!

In short, this forged the Han people's indomitable spirit and unyielding pride, and from then on, the balance of power between the Han and non-Han peoples shifted.

Secondly...

Han envoys departed from Yumen Pass and entered Han territory from the Western Regions.

In his previous life, Emperor Wu of Han twice dispatched General Li Guangli on expeditions to the Western Regions, and historical records indicate that he only sought warhorses from Ferghana.

And in this mythical world.

As expected, Li Guangli's campaign against the Western Regions ended in defeat.

but.

Zhang Mu had already begun to suspect this.

Was Emperor Wu's true purpose behind this incident really just the Ferghana horse?

Was Li Guangli's defeat truly due to defeat at the hands of the mixed barbarian tribes?

Or is it...?

Qin Shi Huang and Emperor Wu of Han, two emperors and sovereigns of unparalleled talent and ambition.

Beneath this seemingly prosperous and peaceful land...

The living armies and the ghostly soldiers and generals under their command had already engaged in an epic battle unknown to the world in the far west of the Han Dynasty's territory.

Or.

Even now, is this duel still ongoing?