Ten Thousand Times Return: My Senior Sister Plucked Me At The Start

"Who dares to spout nonsense outside the palace? How dare you overstep the Emperor's authority!"

Accompanied by an angry shout, a heavily-armored military official with a saber walked out of the hall.

This person's aura was strong and his eyes were sharp. He was also a Core Formation expert.

"Who is this guy?" Zhao Mu asked.

Zhao Yu explained in a low voice, "This person is called Han Kuo. He's a Core Formation itinerant cultivator recruited by the royal family at a high price. He's responsible for the safety of the royal family. In recent years, the Emperor has been ignoring court affairs. Most of the court affairs have been handled by Han Kuo and Daoist Hong. These two have relied on their high cultivation and the Emperor's trust to almost make Zhao their own. They bully men and women, amass countless wealth, and make the people complain."

When he said this, Zhao Yu's face was full of anger.

"Two mere Core Formation cultivators can play Zhao in the palm of their hand. The dog Emperor is a disgrace. He's not worthy of being the Human Emperor."

Zhao Mu reprimanded angrily.

To be honest, Zhao Mu did not plan to do anything to the Emperor for the sake of the little princess. But now, it seemed that if this dog Emperor continued to sit on the throne, Zhao would be finished sooner or later.

"Mere Core Formation cultivators?

Boy, you talk big. Let me see what you're capable of! "

Han Kuo drew his saber and stepped forward. He took a big step forward and slashed out a fierce saber Qi.

Zhao Chen and the others were pale with fright. This was an attack from a Core Formation cultivator. It was enough to shake mountains.

However, in Zhao Mu's opinion, Han Kuo's cultivation was really unsightly. Although he was in the Core Formation realm, the power of his strike was not even as good as some of the Saint Prime Devil Sect's Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Itinerant cultivators in the secular world were indeed difficult to achieve.

There was no need for Zhao Mu to make a move. Xiong Bi's figure flashed and blocked in front of everyone.

Xiong Bi yawned lazily in the face of the incoming saber Qi. He did not even bother to use his demonic power to block it. He just waved his left arm like he was swatting a mosquito and the saber Qi was scattered in the air. It did not even cause a ripple.

Han Kuo was shocked.

His attack had a hundred years' worth of power. Even the hardest diamond could be easily split open. How could it be so easily dealt with by the opponent?

It was unbelievable.

What was the background of that bear-like man? Could it be that he was also a Core Formation cultivator?

"What are you daydreaming about?

Now that we're in the middle of a battle, a moment of distraction can be fatal. "

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind Han Kuo.

Han Kuo was so scared that his hair stood on end. Without looking back, he fiercely slashed behind him.

However, it was as if the blade had sunk into a quagmire, and its might was instantly neutralized.

Crack ~

With a crisp sound, Han Kuo's long saber broke between the Ghost Toad's two fingers.

The broken blade flew past Han Kuo's neck, splashing blood everywhere.

Han Kuo's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. Then, he fell to the ground and died.

Just like that, a Core Formation cultivator lost his life.

Everyone was silent.

Among them, the one who was the most shocked was the Imperial Tutor, Daoist Hong.

He knew Han Kuo's strength very well. If the two of them were to fight, they would be evenly matched. In close combat, he was even weaker than Han Kuo. After all, Han Kuo's Berserker Saber Technique was quite fierce and domineering.

But … Han Kuo died just like that. He didn't even have the chance to resist. He was strangled to death by the bald cultivator like a chicken. There was no suspense.

Daoist Hong suddenly felt a chill in his heart.

That bald cultivator was brought by Zhao Mu and obeyed his orders.

To be able to command such a strong cultivator, how strong was Zhao Mu?

Daoist Hong didn't dare to think further. He was already thinking of retreating.

If he didn't run now, he wouldn't have the chance.

Daoist Hong made up his mind. With a whistle, he summoned a giant golden falcon from somewhere and flew out of the palace quickly. In the blink of an eye, he had fled hundreds of meters away.

"Catch him," Zhao Mu said indifferently.

Ghost Toad nodded and disappeared for a second or two before reappearing in front of Zhao Mu.

But now, Ghost Toad had another person in its hands.

Taoist Hong looked up at Zhao Mu in confusion. His face was pale and he felt like his guts were about to explode.

Once Ghost Toad made its move, Taoist Hong lost all hope.

Nascent Soul Stage cultivator!

Zhao Mu's subordinate was actually a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator!

Nascent Soul Stage cultivators were qualified to establish their own sects in the Immortal Cultivation Realm. If they wanted to find someone to rely on, no matter which sect they joined, the door would be open for them.

Even the Five Sacred Lands of the human race would not refuse a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator who was willing to surrender.

This was the value of a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator.

And such a powerful Nascent Soul Stage cultivator was willing to work for Zhao Mu. Just how powerful was Zhao Mu?

"Boss, what should we do?"

Zhao Mu pointed at the Imperial Court Hall and said, "Throw them in. Let the dog emperor see what kind of rotten fish his subordinates are."

"Okay."

Ghost Toad grabbed Taoist Hong and the already dead Han Kuo. Using both arms, it threw the two of them, one dead and one alive, into the Imperial Court Hall.

Zhao Chen and the others were surprised and happy at the same time.

Everyone in the Imperial Court hated these two Taoists to the bone. They did not expect that today would be the day of their death.

On the other hand, Zhao Chen was also shocked by Zhao Mu's power.

His youngest son had only been missing for a year. Although he was born with a pure Yang body and was a good seedling for cultivation, his growth was too fast.

"Who is making a racket here!"

In the Imperial Court Hall, the old emperor's majestic voice came.

This voice was very loud and did not sound like it could be made by a mortal.

The old emperor was a cultivator?

No, he had no experience in cultivation and did not have a spiritual root. It was impossible for him to become a cultivator at such an old age.

He must have taken a crooked path.

As soon as he finished speaking, an old man with white hair and a youthful face wearing a golden dragon robe walked out of the Imperial Court Hall.

"Your Majesty!"

Seeing the emperor's face, Zhao Chen was shocked.

The old emperor was already over eighty years old. He originally had the appearance of a withered old man, but at this moment, he was radiating a youthful glow, as if he had obtained a second life. How could this not be shocking?

"Zhao Chen, you've got guts. You actually dared to bring people to trespass into the Imperial Palace and kill my beloved minister. Do you know your crime?"

The old Emperor had been on the throne for more than sixty years. Although he was muddle-headed, he had cultivated the aura of an Emperor after being in a high position for so long. His words were full of oppression.

How could Zhao Chen endure this? Subconsciously, he wanted to kneel down.

However, Zhao Mu waved her hand, and a gentle force supported Zhao Chen, preventing him from kneeling.

"Lord Father, such a muddle-headed monarch is not worthy of your worship. You are my father. From now on, only others should worship you. There is no reason for you to worship others."

Zhao Mu's words were tantamount to treason.

The old Emperor was enraged. "Brat, are you trying to rebel?"

"The Emperor is muddle-headed and tyrannical. I will seek justice for the people of Zhao Kingdom," Zhao Mu said in a deep voice.

"Very well. I hope you won't regret what you just said."

The old Emperor suddenly took out a token and shouted, "The traitors are causing trouble. Immortal Master, please return to the Imperial Palace to save the Emperor!"

Zhao Mu was speechless.

She thought the old Emperor had some kind of confidence. In the end, he was just asking for reinforcements.