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

So what does it matter?

Even if Cai Yong had the best moral character...

He was so angered by Zhang Mu's words that he blew his beard and glared, losing all his refined and scholarly demeanor.

Listen to this!

Is this human language?

Cai Yan blushed deeply at Zhang Mu's offhand remark and remained silent for a moment.

Which girl doesn't dream of love?

Compared to her fiancé Wei Zhongdao, with whom she had been betrothed since childhood and whom she had never met, Zhang Mu in front of her undoubtedly felt more real.

Moreover, through the conversation she had overheard earlier...

Cai Yan already knew.

The dashing young man before her, who made no attempt to hide his admiration for her, was not only a master of literature but also a man of great loyalty and righteousness whose martial arts cultivation had reached the Martial Phase Realm.

If one does not value loyalty and righteousness...

Who would lend their heart out for no reason, and walk through the world with an empty heart?

Zhang Mu noticed Cai Yong's unusual behavior and quickly explained, "Master Cai, you've misunderstood, haven't you?"

"What does '牧' mean?"

"Even though Miss Cai married into the Wei family in Hedong, it won't stop Mu from seeking her out for answers."

"Quite the opposite!"

"This is even more convenient! Because compared to the distance from Yanmen in Bingzhou to Luodu, Yanmen is closer to Hedong."

"in addition."

"Mr. Cai, you and Miss Cai, please stop calling Yu Mu 'General Zhang' all the time. If you don't mind, you can just call him Mu, courtesy name Gongzhi."

Upon hearing Zhang Mu's explanation, Cai Yong still showed a hint of suspicion.

"Is Gongzhi telling the truth?"

"I'm sure it's not for my daughter... um..."

Cai Yong could not continue speaking.

It would be impolite to continue, but he believed that Zhang Mu would understand what his father meant.

In this regard.

Zhang Mu's response was simple.

He smiled at Cai Yan, his gaze filled with undisguised admiration, which made Cai Yan's heart flutter.

But his mouth.

He then said in a serious tone, "If you, Master Cai, do not believe me..."

"Mu Ke will take you to the banks of the Luo River outside the city and swear an oath by pointing to the Luo River."

"To prove my innocence."

Anyway, the Luo River has already been tainted by some Sima bastard.

Zhang Mu naturally didn't mind throwing some more dirty things in.

Later generations investigated.

It's all the Sima family's fault; what does it have to do with Zhang Mu?

Anyone who comes here can testify to this, including Li Jing of the Tang Dynasty, Liu Bowen and Li Shanchang of the Ming Dynasty.

"Is...is that so? Gongzhi is joking!"

Seeing that Zhang Mu was about to swear an oath to the Luo River to prove that he had no designs on his daughter, Cai Yong immediately felt ashamed.

"Zhao Ji!"

"Go quickly and prepare a few dishes yourself. Tonight, your father and Gongzhi will drink until we're both drunk!"

Cai Yong appreciated young talents.

He admired Zhang Mu even more after hearing his assurance.

A young man who doesn't covet his daughter's beauty, is willing to lend his heart for his friend's safety, and dares to go alone to the barbarian territory to kill the old king of Xianbei...

Cai Yong was clearly a prodigy.

Such a person...

If he does not die young, he will surely become a pillar of the court.

When Cai Yan received her father Cai Yong's instructions, she gave a soft reply and left.

Throughout the entire process, she dared not look Zhang Mu in the eye.

Without him.

Unbeknownst to her father, Cai Yong, the way this dashing young man looked at her was filled with an indescribable domineering and fiery gaze.

About half an hour later.

Cai Yan left and then returned.

She was holding a scorched-tail zither in her arms.

A maid following behind her carried five side dishes and two jugs of fine wine, which she had prepared herself.

"General Gongzhi and Father, please enjoy some food and wine."

"I will play the zither for the two of you."

After giving a greeting, Cai Yan set down the Jiao Wei Qin she was holding and began to play it lightly with her delicate hands.

Not long after.

The sound of the zither was melodious and lingering.

Accompanied by fine wine and delicious food...

After several rounds of drinks, Zhang Mu was still not drunk, but Cai Yong, Cai Yan's father, was the first to get drunk and pass out on the spot.

Zhang Mu was speechless at the sight.

So Cai Bojie wasn't a good drinker after all!

Seeing that Cai Yong was drunk.

Zhang Mu simply stopped drinking and eating.

I quietly admired the beautiful woman playing music, listened to the sounds of the zither, and became completely absorbed in it.

An unknown amount of time passed.

As the music faded, Zhang Mu slowly came back to his senses.

The beautiful woman was nowhere to be seen in the attic, and outside, dusk had unknowingly fallen.

"Spring days are so short!"

"No wonder those incompetent rulers didn't want to get up early."

"Mu did nothing all day, spending his time with Mei without even noticing how quickly time flew by."

With a sigh.

Zhang Mu sheathed the broken eight-sided Han sword, a thought of leaving forming in his mind.

He planned to send it to Li Ci, the prefect of Naba County, later.

It's just a damaged, innate divine weapon.

He didn't think much of it yet.

Although the Sword Master's doubts were resolved, Zhang Mu did not forget what he needed to do next.

The matter of He Jin is not yet over!

Since He Jin doesn't learn his lesson, he can only teach him one more lesson.

But before leaving.

Zhang Mu closed his eyes and concentrated, sensing the location of Cai Yan after she left...

His figure flashed.

He went straight to the foot of Cai Yan's boudoir.

"Miss Cai!"

"To express my gratitude for your beautiful music, young lady, may I offer you a poem?"

After saying this, Zhang Mu did not wait for Cai Yan's reply.

The spirit of writing emerges from the fingertips, as if writing in mid-air.

In a short while.

The poem was completed.

After glancing at it, Zhang Mu laughed heartily and walked straight towards the gate of the Cai residence.

A gust of wind blew by.

The window of the boudoir was opened from the inside.

Before the beauty could even peek out...

The poems that Zhang Mu had previously written in the void seemed to have found their owner, transforming into dancing characters that flew into the boudoir.

finally.

Within the confines of her boudoir, a peerless beauty emerged, her appearance identical to that of Cai Yan.

The beautiful woman was holding a poem in her hands, reciting it softly.

The sound reached Cai Yan's ears.

"In the north there is a beautiful woman, living apart from the world."

"One glance could topple a city, a second glance could topple a nation."

……

As the sun sets and night falls, so too does the night.

Having neither drunk any alcohol nor attended any banquets today, He Jin returned to his room where he was resting and sleeping.

however.

As soon as we entered.

He Jin then felt a familiar chill.

"No way!"

"Again?"

He Jin was so frightened that he almost cried.

but.

Remembering something, he quickly explained, "My lord, please listen to me, 'entering' means 'nothing'..."

The rest of the sentence was not finished.

The sudden, excruciating pain in his lower body caused He Jin to let out a miserable wail.

pain!

It hurts so much!

"He Jin, if you are innocent, then why did He Mu hear today that you, having just taken over the reins, ordered people to search for respectable women?"

"He never learns his lesson."

"In my opinion, perhaps..."

Zhang Mu concealed his face with his scholarly air. He strolled up to He Jin and raised his foot as if to stomp on the bloody object that had fallen to the ground.

If it breaks, it can be reconnected.

But what if it's shredded into mincemeat?

Zhang Mu didn't believe that the imperial physicians in the palace were capable of restoring him to his original state.

"M-Sir...you've heard me!"

"The reason Jin did that was actually... because someone... wanted to see you!"

He Jin was in so much pain that he was drenched in sweat, and it took him a long time to manage to utter two sentences.

"See me?"

"So... you're willing to go to such lengths to lure me in?"

"Oh? Just who has the audacity to order you around, General He?"

Zhang Mu's face showed amusement.

Upon hearing this, He Jin was in so much pain that he almost fainted.

It wasn't that he wanted to seek his own death.

It's clear that you, you murderous bastard, have no martial ethics. You attacked without warning and immediately replicated yesterday's blow.

So much so that there wasn't even a chance for him to explain.

"Squeak!"

Just then, the door to He Jin's room opened.

Upon seeing this.

Zhang Mu's eyes narrowed involuntarily.

Because when he sneaked in tonight, he had set up a literary barrier to isolate his aura.

now.

How could he not take it seriously when someone actually managed to push open the door without breaking through his literary barrier?

"face?"

"What if that person were me!"

The sound faded.

A noblewoman, whose demeanor perfectly blended elegance and captivating charm, wearing a phoenix crown and a gold-embroidered phoenix robe, entered.

her gaze.

The gaze fell upon Zhang Mu, his peach blossom eyes filled with interest.