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Zhu Moye took in all their expressions and had already made some calculations in his mind. His expression remained unchanged, as cold as ten thousand years of ice, but there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

The words drifted through the courtyard like the arctic wind.

"Surrender, or..."

"die!"

Chapter 94: Internal and External Skills, Both at Peak Level

Yang Ming's face was as gloomy as water. Zhu Moye was too arrogant.

He actually dared to speak so arrogantly in front of forty innate masters.

Even ants can kill elephants, not to mention that these top figures have reached the middle or even late stage of the innate realm. Even if there is still some gap between them and Zhu Moye, I believe the gap will not be too outrageous.

If forty people attacked him together, they would beat him to death.

Do they really think that just because of the emperor's status, they dare not act rashly?

The rabbit is in a hurry and even bites!

"Hmph, now that things have come to this, what else is there to say? Either you leave, or you stay!"

Yang Ming was also very stubborn. He was not afraid of Zhu Moye's threats at all. Instead, he threatened him.

Immediately, those seven or eight fence-sitters echoed the sentiment.

"Boss, why waste time talking to him? Today, either he dies or I die!"

"That's right. If we let him leave like this today, we will have to live on the run for the rest of our lives."

"Well, killing him will just fulfill the wishes of Lord Xiang and the others. Then they can nominate someone from the Zhu family's side branch to be a puppet emperor, and we can still live freely!"

……

Zhu Moye shook his head and sighed slightly. He really didn't know where these guys' courage came from.

Do I really look that easy to bully?

He touched his face in confusion, and then he realized that this body was only thirteen years old. No matter how fierce and powerful it was, it looked like a half-grown child and lacked a bit of deterrence.

However, the growth of all things has its own rules and constants, and he is not yet strong enough to control time.

Without giving it any more thought, he glanced at the eight guys who refused to obey and said calmly, "You're too noisy."

At this point, he changed the subject and said with a sinister smile, "Since you want to die, I will grant your wish!"

As soon as he finished speaking, before they could make a move, Zhu Moye shouted softly, raised his hands, and the shaky Tai Chi diagram in his body began to spin rapidly.

In an instant, a vortex of true qi with huge suction force appeared in the dantian. The pulling force passed through the palm in the blink of an eye and attached to the eight people including Yang Ming at lightning speed.

"Northern Sea Divine Art, absorb it for me!"

As he shouted softly, Yang Ming and the seven pro-war factions came to their senses. They were about to launch a counterattack and fight him to the death with all their might.

But he found that his whole body seemed to be stuck in a quagmire and he could hardly move freely.

What made them even more horrified was that after practicing for a full ten years and finally mastering the Sunflower Manual, the sixty years of internal energy they had gained was no longer under their control and was leaking out to the outside world.

It was as if he was being swallowed by a huge underwater abyss and couldn't get out.

"My inner power!"

Yang Ming exclaimed, his eyes widened, bloodshot, and he looked at Zhu Moye angrily and roared:

"How despicable! The dignified current emperor actually practices the vicious and cruel magic of the demonic sect, the Star Absorbing Art. If this gets out, I wonder how you can survive in the Ming Dynasty!"

"Tsk, worthy of being the woman who cut off my brother, she even learned the lesson of long hair and short knowledge."

Zhu Moye spat with disdain and dragged out the word "woman". The teasing look in his eyes almost drove Yang Ming crazy.

Being stabbed in the lower body is a lifelong shame for every man.

Although he is no longer a man, his thoughts are still!

For a moment, even someone as strong as Yang Ming's heart instantly turned to glass. With bloodshot eyes, he shouted to the people beside him, "Fuck, come on! He's using the Star Absorbing Technique now, and there's no way to get away. Go kill him!"

The thirty or so people who were not absorbed by the Beiming Divine Art were unmoved by Yang Ming's crazy roar and just looked at Zhu Moye quietly.

Even though he seemed to be unable to free his hands now, the faint and calm smile on his face could not be faked.

He absorbed eight innate masters at once, which was far beyond the ability of the Demon Cult leader Ren Woxing to use his Star Absorbing Technique.

How could it be possible that the martial arts that Zhu Moye was performing was a kind that had drawbacks and great limitations?

If I obey Yang Ming's orders on impulse and end up getting myself into trouble, I will be left with no tears to cry.

The thirty-odd people wisely stayed where they were, pretending not to hear his words, and pretended to look around at the scenery.

Zhu Moye saw the changes in the expressions of the thirty or so people, and a hint of appreciation flashed across his face as he praised them: "This is what smart people do, and this is a wise move."

"This technique is one of the most powerful Taoist sects of the millennium ago, the Xiaoyao Sect, known as the Beiming Divine Art."

"What's this Star Absorbing Technique? It's just a fragment of the fragment of the Beiming Divine Art. It's worse than garbage."

"You should be thankful that you didn't obey this idiot's orders just now. Otherwise, any acupoint in my body would have turned into a black hole that devoured my inner energy and sucked you dry."

Hearing Zhu Moye's barrage of verbal attacks, the corners of the mouths of more than 30 palace masters twitched slightly, and the astonishment in their eyes was beyond words, with a hint of lingering fear.

The martial arts that they were proud of and regarded as the supreme treasure were, in Zhu Moye's eyes, just like pork that could fill his stomach.

Wait, could it be that he deliberately spread the Sunflower Manual not only to weaken the power of the two factories and one guard, but his biggest goal was to fatten them up ten years later, eat them up like pigs, and replenish himself?

The thirty or so people were all smart people. When they thought of this, they all looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes. Could they really defeat this terrifying person who had been plotting for more than ten years?

After a brief psychological struggle, they seemed to have made a decision. They looked at each other knowingly, nodded, and fell silent.

After a few breaths, most of the internal energy of the eight people was absorbed, but Zhu Moye only felt that his dantian had reached the saturation point.

Stuck at the barrier of 999 years of skill, he achieved both the peak of innateness and the peak of external power!

"come on!"

He stopped absorbing them and drew the eight people in front of him. After killing them with a casual palm strike, he stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the thirty-odd people, and said calmly:

"I'm in need of smart people to run my business. If you're willing to submit to me, I'll forgive you for what you did!"

Chapter 95: Conspiracy among the Ministers

The moon is like a silver plate, hanging high in the night sky, dotted with countless stars, making it even softer and more beautiful.

It was already midnight, and most of the people in the capital had turned off the lights and gone to bed.

However, inside the Xiang Mansion in the eastern suburbs of the capital, the lights were still on, and bursts of whispers could be heard from inside.

Inside the reception hall of Xiang Mansion, dozens of people sat around a square table, discussing something solemnly with their faces focused on their chests.

Sitting in the first seat was a vigorous old man in his sixties. A hint of solemnity could still be seen on his wrinkled face.

This is obviously a man who has been through many battles and has come out of the battlefield of blood and tears.

This person is the Minister of Justice, Xiang Zhong!

Xiang Zhong fought in nearly a thousand battles of all sizes in his life, and made many contributions to Emperor Chenghua. He led the troops to suppress many White Lotus rebellions.

He was originally a loyal and brave soldier, but after entering the court as an official, he was gradually corrupted by the customs and became a treacherous person.

"My dear colleagues, I'm sure you all know why I invited you here today, so I won't waste any more words."

"Everyone express your opinions and work together to come up with a perfect plan to kill Zhu Youji!"

Although Xiang Zhong is old, he is full of energy and there is a hint of murderous intent in his words.

"Master Xiang, although the current emperor is too cruel, he is supported by the people. If we kill him, won't we bear the eternal infamy of regicide and usurpation of the country?"

An old man sitting on the left side of the square table stood up, cupped his hands, with a hint of worry between his brows, and said.

Xiang Zhong's expression remained unchanged. Instead of swearing, he laughed in anger, "Haha, regicide and theft? I, Xiang, have fought for the Ming Dynasty my entire life, and only entered the court at the ripe old age to serve as an official, just to earn some money for my coffin. But this little emperor is about to spit out everything we've eaten. Isn't this a waste of all my efforts?"

"I believe that everyone present here is just like me. When we were young, we were full of passion and devoted to serving our country. We worked so hard for the Ming Dynasty. Now we are old and we have seen through the empty fame. We just want to earn some money and provide for future generations. We have never harmed the interests of the Ming Dynasty. But that young boy wants to kill us. How can we accept death?"

The faces of dozens of people present all changed. They were all hurt and their expressions became gloomy. They were still hesitating whether to take the risk and follow Xiang Zhongfeng.

Xiang Zhong seemed to see through their concerns and said with a hearty laugh, "Haha, as for regicide and usurpation of the throne, you're worrying too much. Isn't Zhu Youji going to the Jade Emperor Peak of Mount Tai to perform Fengshan and offer sacrifices to heaven in three months?"

"This is a perfect opportunity. If he dies while offering sacrifices to the heavens, it will be God's will. How can we be blamed?"

"What's more, we have been loyal to our country for half our lives. Even if we have some selfish desires in our old age, we will not become the ones who plot to usurp the throne. The Zhu royal family is not limited to Zhu Youji."

"Once he dies, we will nominate a member of the Zhu family's side branch to ascend the throne and inherit the great dynasty. We will train him to become a benevolent ruler like the late emperor."

"By then, the ruler and his subjects will be in harmony, the country will be peaceful and the people will be safe. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Xiang Zhong patiently persuaded them, and each of his arguments made sense. It was really the best way to deal with these people who had been blinded by their own desires.

In fact, he had already had a perfect plan, but he was only the Minister of Justice after all, and it was impossible for his party members to have influence all over the country. If he wanted to implement the plan, the power of these people was indispensable.

Moreover, as the Minister of Justice, he was in charge of the criminal law of the entire Ming Dynasty, and he was the one who embezzled and accepted the most bribes.

He was the one who suffered the greatest shock from what Zhu Moye did. Naturally, he was eager to murder Zhu Moye and establish a new emperor.

And all these people must be dragged into the water, otherwise even if he finds an opportunity to kill Zhu Moye alone, it will be difficult.

If these old foxes bite back and push him to become a historical sinner, he will be left with no tears to cry.

After hearing Xiang Zhong's words, everyone fell into deep thought.

It seemed as if I recalled the Emperor Chenghua. At that time, the monarch and his ministers were in harmony, the emperor was tolerant, and they were free to act without any constraints. As long as they did not cross the bottom line, corruption and bribery were not a problem at all.

But now, after Zhu Moye ascended the throne, they felt like they had a mountain pressing on their shoulders. They even walked unsteadily, as if treading on thin ice, and dared not overstep their boundaries in the slightest.

Thinking of all the unpleasant things, everyone's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Snapped!

One of them slammed the table first and said angrily, "Zhu You is extremely unkind and unjust. He's a traitor. We don't need to be in awe of him anymore. I've done it!"

With the first person taking the lead, like a domino effect, there was a continuous burst of applause and sinister shouts from the table.

"Humph, Zhu Youji is so smart that he sent all the forces of the two factories and one guard to Japan. We no longer have to worry about being monitored. If he doesn't die, who will? I'll do it too!"

"Well, since everyone is so excited, I can't stay out of it. I'll do it too!"

……

Seeing the bustling and noisy hall, Xiang Zhong's old eyes showed a hint of success.

He immediately opened his arms, pressed them down, and said, "Okay, now that we are all in the same boat, I will not hide my shortcomings."

As he spoke, he clapped his hands, and several figures in black brocade robes emerged from the back of the hall.

When everyone saw the attire, they were horrified and exclaimed, "Jinyiwei!?"

Xiang Zhong chuckled and said, "Don't panic, everyone. These people were the capable men under Concubine Wan Guifei back then. They are all peerless masters who have practiced the Sunflower Manual."

"After Concubine Wan was killed by Zhu Youji, they defected to Wan. With them, we can contain the experts who accompanied him to Mount Tai, and assassinate Zhu Youji with no chance of failure!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment before calming down. They immediately thought about the terrifying nature of the East Factory and frowned as they asked, "As far as I know, several of the East Factory's leaders are all extremely powerful individuals who have practiced the Sunflower Manual for at least thirty years."

"These guys don't look very old, I'm afraid they can't be restrained, right?"

Xiang Zhong's expression remained unchanged, and he confidently said, "What if there are dozens of other masters like them, plus the White Lotus Sect's help?"

Everyone felt relieved and all their worries disappeared. They looked at each other and nodded.

At this moment, an assassination plan against Zhu Moye quietly took shape.

Chapter 96: Secrets of the Golden Elixir

The next day, at noon.

In the courtyard of Daming Palace, Zhu Moye sat at the dining table, eating his lunch leisurely.

Shang Ming was secretly shocked as he watched Zhu Moye, who had no trace of true energy in his body.

The Emperor has actually reached the realm of returning to the original state of martial arts, and even a top-notch warrior like him cannot see through his depth.

Seeing that Zhu Moye had almost finished his meal, he stepped forward, handed him a bowl of tea, and asked with a flattering smile, "Your Majesty, it seems that you gained a lot from your trip yesterday. I wonder what level you have reached now?"

Hearing this, Zhu Moye glanced at him, took a sip of tea, and suddenly an idea came to his mind and his eyes lit up.

He was just at the threshold of the peak of Xiantian and the peak of Wai Gang, and he couldn't get through. His body couldn't absorb the Gengjin Qi, and his Dantian couldn't accommodate more internal strength.