Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 116: Can we solve it together?

"Techniques like this, just like the secret arts of your family, it's meaningless for me not to have them." Xin Zhuo said slowly, then looked at Murong Lei and his group. "Let's do it together!"

One against a hundred!

Not arrogant!

He had a feeling of not being able to fight well, as if it was the aftermath of breaking through in martial arts and the Integrated Union technique. He wanted to fight again to relieve the restlessness and fluctuations of his Blood Qi.

Murong Lei and Chen Guiyan's group became even paler, slowly retreating not because they didn't want to, but because they didn't dare.

The gap was too big!

Murong Zhe, the old master, still stared at Xin Zhuo and said, "Tell me the name of your marksmanship. I have been obsessed with martial arts all my life, but due to my limited talent, I am not satisfied with it. You, at your age... I can't accept it in my heart!"

This is a common problem among practitioners. They always want to know how they were defeated, what techniques they lost to. It was the same with Huixin and Song Dongxi in the past, and now it's the same with Murong Zhe, the old master.

Xin Zhuo had no intention of answering.

Seeing that he couldn't get an answer, Murong Zhe, the old master, looked lifeless and muttered to himself, "I have really lived enough, it's meaningless. Let's fight!"

"Enough!" Xin Zhuo had thought about killing these four old men, but in the end, he chose to stop killing. He pulled out the spear, wiped off the bloodstains on the grass, coughed lightly, turned around, got on the carriage, and said, "Let's go!"

"You..." Murong Zhe, covered in bloodstains, struggled to get up, his face full of despair and humiliation.

The three people from Yuanhao Sect in the mountain ditch finally caught their breath, covering their chests, blood at the corners of their mouths, and walked out with great difficulty.

The four of them looked at each other, no longer having the demeanor of the former heads of prestigious families, only feeling a sense of desolation in their hearts.

Only through personal experience could they feel the horror, strangeness, and unsolvability of Xin Zhuo's palm technique, marksmanship, and body technique. It was completely unlike anything that should exist in the mortal world!

Where did this martial arts come from? How many meridians did one have to open up?

They couldn't understand!

Still couldn't understand!

If they had known earlier, why bother to come here? It was really as naive as Xin Zhuo said, losing face in the mountain ditch.

"Ding Ling Ling..."

The wind chimes on the carriage rang, and Cui Ying'er and Murong Xiu and the others had a complex expression of excitement and doubt on their faces as they drove the carriage along the bumpy road towards the distance.

Murong Lei and his group in front made way for the carriage on their own.

At this moment, the old master of Yuanhao Sect's body trembled violently, not knowing what he was thinking, his eyes bright, and he cupped his fists towards the carriage, shouting loudly, "King Xin, why bother to go through hardships elsewhere? Why not stay here? My Yuan family's daughter can accompany you and share wealth and prosperity!"

The heads of the Chen and Song families frowned and also cupped their fists, "That's right, why not stay? We can share wealth and prosperity together. The resources and wealth of Fufeng Mansion are at your disposal!"

"Cough cough..." The carriage gradually moved away.

Only the bumpy official road and the dumbfounded people from the four families were left behind.

"Living enough like a dog..."

Xin Zhuo's words from earlier echoed in their ears.

Indeed, they had lost all face!

But losing to Xin Zhuo, such a heaven-defying martial genius, it didn't seem so embarrassing.

"Axiu, follow King Xin well, it must be a way out!" Murong's old master seemed to have finally figured something out, his eyes flickering, and he shouted in a hoarse voice, although Murong Xiu might not be able to hear it.

Then he looked at the surprised gazes of the three family heads from Yuanhao Sect and sighed lightly, "I'm getting old after all. I don't have the insight that Axiu has. Xin Zhuo is only sixteen years old, yet he is so terrifying. I'm afraid he will become a Great Master in the future. Great Masters are so rare. Fufeng Mansion hasn't produced a Great Master in over a hundred years. It's not bad for my grandson to follow him! The future of my Murong family looks promising!"

"You old thing, you've really taken a big advantage!"

Suddenly, Yuanhao Sect was filled with anger. "When my granddaughter Mo'er came back, I intended to let her go to Fulong Mountain again. I had already guessed that Xin Zhuo wouldn't die. It was you, old man, who said that Qiugong Pavilion and Shuiyue Temple wanted to kill Xin Zhuo, which would implicate the four families. And now? What kind of implication is this! This little thief Xin Zhuo's Martial Dao is even stronger, growing to such a terrifying level! He was supposed to be my son-in-law, how can my Yuan family not prosper?"

At this moment, they completely disregarded their reputation and family traditions.

Old Master Murong Zhe's face didn't look good either. He waved his sleeve heavily and said, "Your granddaughter is sharp-tongued, arrogant, and not particularly good-looking. Xin Zhuo actually took a liking to her? What a joke! Let's go!"

He turned around with the rest of the family members.

"Old dog, don't leave. I won't give up on you!" Yuan Haozong endured his injuries and shouted loudly.

"Enough! Enough!"

The heads of the Chen and Song families hurriedly pulled them apart.

Suddenly, the situation shifted from family traditions and educating the younger generation to reality and interests that couldn't be suppressed.

That's just how things are in the world!

...

The carriage passed through the town gate and arrived at the last city on the border of Fufeng Prefecture, Lingyi County.

Fulai Guest Inn was the largest inn in the county. It had a backyard for carriages and high-class rooms that provided food, drink, and accommodation.

Xin Zhuo and the others stopped the carriage and, without worrying about money, rented three high-class rooms and ordered a lot of food, which was sent to their rooms.

Everyone gathered together, but looking at the table full of delicious food, Cui Ying'er and Murong Xiu had no appetite at all.

They exchanged glances and cautiously looked at their eldest brother. Cui Ying'er asked, "Eldest brother, are your meridians not severed? Is the Martial Realm really that terrifying?"

Their eldest brother always seemed to be able to create miracles, leaving people feeling indescribable...unknown.

"That's right!"

Huang Dagui couldn't help but interject, his excited one-eyed eye shining, "Eldest brother is amazing. The heads of the four major families, although I can't tell their depth, I know they all seem to be sixth rank. You single-handedly defeated all of them in less than the time it takes an incense stick to burn. You don't know, my head was buzzing at the time, and my heart was about to jump out!"

"Me too!" Han Jiulang immediately echoed.

This question is actually difficult to explain.

Xin Zhuo casually said, "My meridians were severed, but I know medicine and healed myself. However, I haven't found the root cause yet, so it will take some time."

"Oh! I knew it wouldn't be so easy for the eldest brother to be useless. I guessed it when I made that needle. I just didn't say it."

Bai Jianxi raised her slender, pointed orchid finger and looked serious. "No one understands the eldest brother better than me!"

This guy managed to deceive them again.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Han Jiulang suddenly asked a rare question, "Will the people from the four major families tell the Water Moon Temple and Autumn Palace that the eldest brother is fine?"

The smiles disappeared from everyone's faces. The previous incident was too malicious and sinister.

Xin Zhuo shook his head, "I've already come out of the cage. The world is vast. If not in Da Zhou, there's still Dong Yi and Bei Cang. Where can't we go? They came all the way here. It's not that easy."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Murong Xiu poured eight bowls of wine and said, "I, Murong Xiu, didn't follow the wrong person. Grandfather doesn't understand me. We will definitely have a place in the martial world in the future!"

"A place in the martial world!"

Everyone raised their cups and drank heartily.

After dinner, everyone didn't disperse. They gathered around the table and laid out the maps, drawing the terrain again.

Murong Xiu explained, "When we step into the martial world, it's like a blue dragon returning to the sea, soaring in the Nine Heavens. But currently, we are facing the enemies of the old master, a total of 103 families."

According to what Sister Ying said, we can currently determine the Du Clan, Duan Yang Tower, and Divine Spear Villa. They have experts above the sixth rank, which the old master didn't fight against back then. We need to be cautious.

The remaining 100 families were all defeated by the old master, which is enough to show that they don't have practitioners above the sixth rank. The eldest brother should be able to handle them.

However, since we are going to secretly cross Chen Cang, we can't go one by one, right?"

Cui Ying'er shook her head, "I need to remind you that just because they didn't have experts above the sixth rank in the past doesn't mean they don't have them now. We still need to be cautious. And not only are we going to find them, but we also need to investigate what happened to the old master back then."

Han Qiniang blinked her peach blossom eyes, "Is it possible that we will encounter these families at the same time and solve them together?"

Murong Xiu's eyes rolled and pointed to a spot on the map, "Shilin City. Our Fulong Mountain is located in the southeast, and the enemies of the old master are mostly in the north. Most people who want to come south have to pass through here!"

Xin Zhuo made a decision, "Then let's go to Shilin City and try our luck!"

(End of this chapter)