I play the role of Jiajing in Zongwu: What crime have I committed?

If that were the case, wouldn't that be incredibly awesome?

First take down Meng Zhi, then take down the Jiangzuo Alliance, and eliminate all of Mei Changsu's allies.

The image of himself wielding a sword and wreaking havoc on all sides flashed through Zhu Houcong's mind, and he almost drooled.

He quickly began to examine the uses of the two elixirs.

In an instant, two pieces of information reappeared.

【Crimson Sky Sword Pill: Refined from the Crimson Sky Sword Qi of Emperor Gaozu of Han, it can control the aura of the Kingly Way to transform into Crimson Sky Sword Qi to defend against enemies, with power comparable to a full-force strike from a peak ninth-rank martial artist】

What the hell!

So lucky?

What you think about comes true?

Although the Crimson Sky Sword Pill cannot instantly grant him the strength of a Grandmaster, it is still impressive enough to unleash the full power of a peak ninth-grade martial artist!

After all, even a true peak ninth-grade martial artist can't unleash their full power in every move!

Zhu Houcong was deeply shocked.

My heart was pounding, and I was filled with excitement.

At this moment, a second piece of information emerged.

【Martial Arts Golden Elixir: Forged from the materials of martial arts masters, consuming it can instantly elevate one's martial arts cultivation to the sixth rank】

Gone?

That's it?

Zhu Houcong was stunned after reading it, and it took him a long time to react.

Martial Arts Golden Core!

The name sounds impressive, but it's not actually like that at all.

At least the Crimson Sky Sword Pill allows one to use sword energy at the peak of the ninth rank, but this Martial Golden Pill can only raise one's cultivation to the sixth rank.

The two are worlds apart.

Moreover, if one takes the Crimson Sky Sword Pill, wouldn't it be redundant to take the Martial Arts Golden Pill afterward?

Zhu Houcong instantly felt that this martial arts golden elixir was neither tasteless nor worth discarding.

"I'll take the Crimson Sky Sword Pill first," he immediately decided.

Extract and consume.

Chapter 7 Remember who gave you this power

After experiencing the Yellow Emperor's inner elixir, Zhu Houcong's movements became increasingly fluid. Before Yan Song and the others even noticed, he had already thrown the Crimson Sky Sword Pill into his mouth.

Suddenly, a cool, damp sensation swept down my throat and into my heart.

Zhu Houcong suddenly felt a jolt, and his mind became clear.

The world before my eyes seemed to have been veiled away.

He could clearly see the purple-gold aura surrounding his body.

The majestic imperial dragon aura surged like a river, churning and flowing in the void.

"Is this the aura of a king?"

Zhu Houcong's mind stirred slightly, and he raised his index finger from his sleeve, trying to guide a wisp of the kingly aura to his fingertip.

In an instant, a purple-gold aura danced in his palm, condensing into a crimson light—a three-inch sword. The sword's edge, though flickering, did not tear the dragon robe.

Crimson Sky Sword Qi!

Zhu Houcong's eyes gleamed brightly; he clearly felt that the sword energy was domineering and extremely sharp.

Furthermore, I can now act as I please, as if it were my own arm.

Fragrant!

This Crimson Sky Sword Pill smells amazing!

Zhu Houcong looked at the martial arts golden core again, and instantly went from being a sweetheart to a stingy old woman!

He gently twirled the martial arts golden pill between his fingertips, his gaze deep and unfathomable as he slowly swept over everyone in the hall, finally settling on Cao Zhichun.

A faint smile played at the corners of his lips.

"Cao Zhichun."

"This servant is here."

Cao Zhichun hurriedly stepped forward, his body hunched over.

Zhu Houcong held the golden pill between two fingers, gently offered it out, and said calmly.

"Here, eat this golden pill."

Cao Zhichun froze, slowly raised his head, and his gaze fell on the golden pill, his pupils suddenly contracting.

He knew all too well what these so-called golden elixir were.

Several emperors of the Great Liang Dynasty died suddenly after consuming so-called elixirs of immortality, bleeding from all seven orifices, their deaths were gruesome.

Those golden pills were all filled with deadly poison.

His hands trembled as he accepted the golden pill, his fingertips icy cold, as if he were holding not a pill, but a red-hot branding iron.

Zhu Houcong could easily see that Cao Zhichun was mistaking the Martial Arts Golden Elixir for pills made from heavy metals.

He squinted slightly, his tone light and airy.

"What, are you afraid I'll poison you?"

Cao Zhichun trembled all over, fell to his knees with a thud, and banged his forehead heavily on the ground, his voice trembling.

"This servant wouldn't dare!"

"Then why aren't you eating?"

"This servant...this servant only feels that this golden elixir is far too precious, and to bestow it upon someone as lowly as this servant is truly a waste of its value."

His voice grew softer and softer, and cold sweat trickled down his temples, dripping onto the gold bricks.

Zhu Houcong chuckled lightly and said calmly, "What I bestow upon you is your blessing. Eat!"

Cao Zhichun knew that he had no way out.

His fingertips trembled as he stuffed the golden pill into his mouth, then tilted his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty, and finally forced the pill down.

The hall was deathly silent, and his face was deathly pale.

Yan Song and the other three were also trembling slightly.

Just as the group was filled with anxiety, a violent surge of true energy suddenly erupted from Cao Zhichun's body.

boom!

A surge of powerful true energy erupted from all the acupoints in his body, instantly engulfing the entire hall.

The candlelight inside the hall flickered violently, the hanging curtains moved without wind, and even the memorials on the table rustled loudly from the shockwave.

"This is... the true energy of a sixth-grade martial artist?"

Chen Chun's pupils shrank suddenly as he stared intently at Cao Zhichun.

He himself was a fifth-rank martial artist, and he was very familiar with the true energy of martial artists.

Cao Zhichun's body stood ramrod straight as his true energy surged, his eyes gleamed with sharp light, and the veins on his hands bulged.

The activated true energy caused the air within a three-zhang radius around him to distort slightly.

Cao Zhichun himself was also shocked. He looked down at his suddenly powerful hands, his voice trembling.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with me?"

"Great! Excellent!"

Zhu Houcong suddenly burst into laughter, a satisfied look on his face: "You're already a sixth-rank martial artist."

A sixth-rank martial artist?

Cao Zhichun stared in disbelief at the true energy surrounding him, his face beaming with unbridled joy.

Several eunuchs were shocked and widened their eyes, staring intently at the surging internal energy around Cao Zhichun.

The surging air currents were so tangible that they forced them all to take a few steps back.

Yan Song even secretly pinched his thigh to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

Only then did he realize with astonishment that the elixir bestowed by Zhu Houcong was truly miraculous.

This unfathomable emperor, who had controlled the court for decades, could transform an ordinary person, who was powerless, into something extraordinary with a single pill he casually bestowed.

What about himself?

Did they take any elixirs, and what level of cultivation would they be at?

Yan Song was horrified upon reflection and quickly composed himself, daring not to think any further.

Zhu Houcong gave Cao Zhichun a satisfied look.

"How can the Director of the Eastern Depot not know martial arts? You're starting to look quite the part now."

Upon hearing this, Cao Zhichun immediately suppressed the joy on his face and hurriedly knelt down.

"This servant thanks Your Majesty for your great kindness!"

"Rise, and remember who gave you this power."

Zhu Houcong waved his hand and said meaningfully.

Just then, a eunuch's high-pitched voice came from outside the hall to report.

"Your Majesty, the imperial meal is ready."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Houcong gave Yan Song a look, and Yan Song immediately understood.

"Pass the meal!"

The high-pitched voice echoed throughout the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The young eunuchs carried in dishes of imperial cuisine and presented them to the emperor.

Yan Song quickly stepped forward, respectfully picked up the silver chopsticks, and carefully served food to Zhu Houcong.

Zhu Houcong leaned lazily against the dragon-patterned cushion, enjoying Yan Song's service.

At first, Zhu Houcong was somewhat unaccustomed to this feudalistic way of serving.

But then I thought, damn it, I was a model youth in my past life, and now that I've transmigrated to a feudal society, I'm still a model youth.

Then wouldn't I have wasted my time traveling?

Just enjoy it.

Although there are no mobile phones or computers to play with in the Great Liang Dynasty, being the emperor is really fun!

She's waited on hand and foot, with someone to do everything for her, even her genitals are handled by others.

Thinking of this, Zhu Houcong saw the foxy face of Lady Yue again and wished he could go to Zhaoren Palace immediately for a three-hundred-round battle.

"Your Majesty, this deer antler stewed with snow frog is extremely nourishing..."

Yan Song's obsequious voice came through.

Zhu Houcong snapped out of his daze and looked at the tonic soup in front of him, carefully prepared with century-old ginseng, Tian Shan snow lotus, and South China Sea bird's nest.

His gaze lingered on the soup bowl for a moment, then he suddenly said, "I greatly admire Consort Yue. Send this medicinal meal to her; it mustn't get cold on the way."

Then, with a slight smile, he added a sentence.

Tell her I will visit her later.

Yan Song immediately bowed in agreement and personally carried the food box out of the hall.