Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 255: The Demise of Jiaopo and the Million Strong Army with a Snap of the Fingers

"Qingnang accompanies the journey?"

"Empty walking, the marvelous and filthy path?"

"Yao Yu Tai Xuan technique?"

As Xin Zhuo's hands danced ceaselessly, thirty-two silver needles shuttled back and forth. From the initial shock and astonishment, Jiang Hu's expression gradually relaxed, then he went from lying down to sitting, and finally closed his eyes.

Jia Si Kong, Ling Lao Lao, and San Ren had already stood up. Their expressions changed repeatedly. Not only were they martial dao experts, but they were also skilled in medicine. They had diligently studied medical arts for a long time and naturally recognized Xin Zhuo's strange technique.

The mysteries of medical arts in the world were numerous, with different techniques and methods representing different medical arts. However, without someone teaching you, even if you wanted to break through the heavens, you wouldn't be able to figure it out.

This kid's methods were all ancient and lost medical techniques. The three of them often lamented the loss of ancient medical arts. Suddenly seeing it now was like encountering a long-awaited rain after a drought, causing their hearts to be shocked beyond measure.

At this moment, Xin Zhuo had already switched from simply needling to extracting a pile of herbs and forcefully injecting their juice into Jiang Hu's body.

After another half an incense stick's worth of time, a piercing scream came from within Jiang Hu's body. A hazy serpent shadow flashed, opening its blood-filled mouth and emitting an ethereal roar towards Xin Zhuo.

This scene was too sudden.

Xin Zhuo immediately jumped away and urgently said, "Seniors, take action!"

This serpent shadow was actually sentient!

The Monster Qi within Jiang Hu's body was born from his Blood Qi, manipulated by someone behind the scenes, and its aura was extremely gloomy and terrifying.

"Bold monster!"

Jia Si Kong and the others seemed to be caught off guard. Their figures flickered, and with a flick of their fingers, a mirror, a sword, and a landscape painting flew through the air, suppressing the serpent shadow from above.

The three great treasures, under the influence of the three martial dao forces, pressed down on the serpent shadow.

However, the serpent shadow was extremely powerful and seemed unaffected by the martial dao forces. It roared again, like a true dragon, and in a flash, it reached the entrance, roaring towards the night sky.

Jia Si Kong and the others had already chased into the courtyard. A stream of water, a whirlwind, and a dazzling flame intercepted it from three directions.

Jiang Yu Xi and Cui Ying Er, along with the others below, had their faces greatly changed and immediately retreated to the side.

"Ah-"

The serpent shadow roared towards the sky, struggling to break through the encirclement and attempting to escape once again.

Xin Zhuo also arrived at the entrance. His eyes flickered as he pointed his finger and said, "Blood Transforming Divine Blade, appear!"

"Buzz-"

A hazy blade shadow appeared in the air above the serpent shadow. It immediately absorbed the killing intent, Blood Qi, and death energy from all directions, then became bright and solid, emitting a strong smell of blood and killing intent.

With a forceful slash!

The massive serpent dragon shadow let out a miserable cry, being absorbed inch by inch, and in the blink of an eye, it hovered around the blood blade before dissipating.

"You..."

Jia Si Kong and the others looked at Xin Zhuo in astonishment. They had already recognized this serpent shadow. It was the soul of a dragon mother from a certain mysterious place, disregarding the Five Elements and not belonging to the Three Realms' martial dao. It could only be suppressed but not subdued. How did this kid manage to do it?

"The Blood Blade Art of the Ancient Demon Sect?"

Ling Lao Lao's expression became solemn. "No! It seems even more profound. Where did this general's nephew come across such a monster?"

...

"Ah-"

On a cloud-shrouded mountaintop, layers of palaces emitted dazzling glass-like radiance under the moonlight. At this moment, a thunderous roar came from deep within a certain palace.

A maid with blood-red eyes and a single horn on her head was startled. She hurriedly entered the palace and knelt on the ground, saying, "Empress!"

At the end of the Great Hall, under a fiery ancient tree, there was a coiled golden-scaled giant dragon. Its head would occasionally transform into the head of a beautiful woman, and at other times, it would reveal its dragon head, spewing dragon breath as it angrily screamed, "Ning Shuang!"

A white mist quickly rushed over from a distance and condensed into a graceful figure. With purplish-blue lips and eerie light red eyes, she cupped her fists in salute, saying, "Empress!"

"The dragon soul I left behind after the Kunxu battle has been swallowed by someone! Go and find out who did it, go and ask the Crown Prince!"

"The Crown Prince has ascended to become the Great Universe Son!"

"Tell him! Whoever took my dragon soul, I want them dead! Otherwise, when the great world descends, the Demon Clan will never obey his commands!"

"Yes!"

...

Xingling Mansion, inner quarters.

Jiang Hu lay diagonally on the bed, the scales on his forehead had disappeared, and his face had regained some color. However, his body was still weak. He looked at his nephew with a strange expression on his face and asked, "Where did you learn this terrifying medical skill?"

Jia Siku and Juansilang also frowned and stared at Xin Zhuo. In fact, since they returned to the room, the three of them had been pondering Xin Zhuo's background.

With his ancient medical skills and supernatural powers, this was not something an ordinary aristocratic family's child could achieve. Even the three major sects did not have such a strange kid.

Xin Zhuo's thoughts had already flown elsewhere as he said, "I learned medical skills by chance. Uncle's body has been secretly injured for too long. If you want a complete recovery, it will take at least one or two years of recuperation..."

He paused, hesitating to speak further.

Jiang Hu was filled with joy. Regardless of where his nephew learned it from, he had ultimately cured his own body. He smiled and said, "Say whatever you want, it's fine!"

"The Tiger Token! Military power! I want it all!"

Xin Zhuo no longer hesitated and went straight to the point.

Jiang Hu was taken aback for a moment and exchanged a glance with the other three. He shook his head slightly and said, "If it were before, I would give it to you. But now, it's not possible. Not only can't I let you control the military, but I also plan to send you to the three sects for cultivation! Give up this idea!"

Xin Zhuo frowned. This old man was going back on his word? If he couldn't completely control the hundreds of thousands of Western Qin troops, he wouldn't be able to successfully perform the spirit sacrifice. What was the point of coming here? What kind of three sects?

Juansilang smiled and said, "Kid, you don't know. Since ancient times, those with exceptional talent and practitioners above the Venerable realm never control the military. Your uncle and I see that you have good talent and have developed an affection for you. We can't let you give up your future!"

"What kind of saying is this?" Xin Zhuo couldn't quite understand.

"It's heaven's benevolence towards the gifted!"

Old man Jia Siku said with a solemn expression, "In this battle of tens of thousands, the aura of bloodshed, resentment, and killing is the strongest and most corrupting to the human soul. The greater the talent and realm, the more unable they are to lead troops. Otherwise, the Martial Dao will reach its limit, and the aura of bloodshed in the body will never be completely eliminated! Qi Deviation is also a common occurrence!"

Ling Laolao also said, "Throughout history, those who control the military are the highest Grand Great Masters. Otherwise, Earth Immortals would take action and easily kill thousands or tens of thousands with a wave of their hand. Where would there still be armies in this mortal world? It would all become a hunting ground for top practitioners!"

Xin Zhuo looked at the four of them and asked, "If that's the case, how did the Kunxu battle happen back then?"

Although the details of the battle from years ago were not described, it was easy to analyze that it was not just Grand Great Masters who participated.

Moreover, his own Martial Dao cultivation was non-mainstream and different from normal practitioners.

The room fell silent instantly.

Jiang Hu's face turned particularly ugly, and it took a long time before he said, "Are you really not afraid of being unable to advance in the future?"

Xin Zhuo asked again, "Uncle, just tell me, are there any experts involved in this thirteen-country coalition army? Experts like those in the Kunxu battle back then?"

Jiang Hu hesitated for a moment and shook his head, saying, "There are none this time!"

Xin Zhuo nodded and said, "Very well! As for cultivation and such, let's not mention it. Give me the Tiger Token!"

Jiang Hu looked at his nephew with a complicated gaze and said, "In this chaotic situation in the Western Regions, you're still young. How confident are you? If the hundreds of thousands of Western Qin troops are lost again, the Jiang family will have no way out. Moreover, the rebellious words you said when you came, your uncle has already heard. You're still young, but the military and political affairs are not child's play."

"But it's you who's playing around, not your arrogant nephew. Your uncle, including the generals under your uncle, are all a bunch of mediocrities!"

Xin Zhuo's face showed no expression as he said word by word, "The thirteen countries and millions of troops can be broken with a wave of my hand! They can be annihilated with a snap of my fingers!"

(End of this chapter)