Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Chapter 214 My Surname is Zhao

"Why didn't you save him? You were already here."

Murong Fu raised the question that Zhao Xu wanted to ask.

The old eunuch said:

"There will always be emperors in this palace, coming and going. I, your ancestor, have seen countless of them."

Only I, the Sunflower Ancestor, am the true guarantee of the Song Dynasty's rule.

Murong Fu frowned upon hearing this and asked, "Sunflower Ancestor? You don't mean you're practicing the Sunflower Manual, do you?"

The old eunuch was somewhat surprised and said, "The Sunflower Manual was created by me, the patriarch. How come you know about it too?"

Murong Fu nodded. "Too famous."

Murong Fu remembered that the Sunflower Manual was created by a eunuch before the Ming Dynasty, but he never expected that it was actually created by the Sunflower Ancestor in the deep palace of the Northern Song Dynasty.

Later generations, whether it was Dongfang Bubai or Yue Buqun, all cultivated incomplete versions of the manual, yet even these incomplete versions possessed such great power.

It's easy to imagine how powerful the original version was, and how powerful the eunuch who created his own divine skills was.

The Sunflower Ancestor said, "My Sunflower Manual, when mastered, can reach the level of a Grandmaster, but now I have surpassed ordinary Grandmasters, and my strength has increased unprecedentedly."

Hehehe, I've been watching Zhao Xu since he was a child. He's not very promising, but he's ambitious.

This is not a good thing for the Song Dynasty.

Murong Fu said, "You want to support the next emperor?"

"Zhao Ji?"

Sunflower Ancestor said, "Zhao Ji? Heh, that child is no good."

He's somewhat capable of writing, but he's incapable of governing the world.

Murong Fu was somewhat surprised; he remembered that after Zhao Xu should have been Zhao Ji.

However, Zhao Ji was indeed unsuitable to be emperor. He had never received any training in the art of being an emperor since childhood. It is said that when he was confirmed as emperor, he was still playing football with Gao Qiu in his own backyard.

He later succeeded to the throne and initially achieved some merit, but later became obsessed with Taoism, calling himself the Taoist Emperor and building countless Taoist temples throughout the country. When the Jin army marched south, he even abdicated the throne to his son and fled south himself. During the second Jin army invasion, he and his concubines were captured by the Jin army and taken to their golden tent.

His wife gave birth to more than ten children in the north. But it's hard to say whether they are his.

According to unofficial historical records... there are also multiple versions in unofficial history. Some say that after the Jurchens had finished with his wife, they let Zhao Ji go in again. Others say that after Zhao Ji finished, the Jurchens dragged his wife out to have their way with her again.

Some say that Emperor Huizong and his wife were taken advantage of by the Jurchens...

Murong Fu didn't mind. He had changed a lot of things, so it was normal for things to change.

Otherwise, Qiao Feng would have already committed suicide by now, and Kublai Khan, Empress Dowager Naimazhen, and others would not have died.

Murong Fu asked the Sunflower Patriarch, "Then who will be the next emperor?"

The Sunflower Ancestor said with a cold laugh, "Actually... my surname is also Zhao."

I am the son of the current emperor, but due to some reasons, I suffer from a hidden illness and can only be castrated to save my life.

After being castrated, I have no chance of becoming emperor, nor am I interested in becoming a prince.

My father told me that if you practice martial arts to a certain level, you can reshape your physical body and even regenerate severed limbs.

So I spent every remaining day practicing martial arts. By the time I was in my thirties, I had already reached the Innate Realm. I then created a set of martial arts techniques particularly suitable for eunuchs, which is the "Sunflower Manual." Fifty years later, I broke through to the Grandmaster Realm. Speaking of which, I even met Xiaoyaozi and the Sweeping Monk.

Hehe, when I heard you defeated the Sweeper Monk, I was really startled.

I had thoughts about you back then.

The news that your Murong family wants to restore the kingdom cannot be hidden from the intelligence network of my Great Song Dynasty.

However, your previous leaders were all insane, neither recruiting soldiers nor stockpiling grain. The ancestor simply considered you a joke.

Unexpectedly... haha, by your generation, you've actually quite mastered it.

He broke through to the level of a grandmaster in martial arts and even expanded his business by starting a security escort agency.

The ancestor was delayed due to seclusion, but now that you have personally delivered yourself to his door, the ancestor has no choice but to accept you.

Once I grow up, I will naturally become an emperor, an emperor for all eternity.

"Isn't it better than this puppet emperor who's always been a mere figurehead, isn't it, Xiao Xuzi?"

Having overheard the conversation, Zhao Xu looked at the Sunflower Ancestor with a face full of venomous resentment before taking his last breath.

Murong Fu's face darkened when the other party mentioned the Murong family's centuries-old history of restoring their kingdom.

"Damn it, I knew it! I knew it!"

Everyone thinks the Murong family is stupid!

Then Murong Fu said, "Hehe, so you mean you want me to stay?"

Upon hearing Murong Fu call him "father-in-law," Sunflower Patriarch angrily retorted, "It's Patriarch! Patriarch! I'll grow back soon, I'm not a father-in-law!!"

Then, a right hand, as delicate as a child's skin, emerged, its nails long and bright red, like the extended manicures Murong Fu had seen in his previous life, but shimmering with a metallic luster.

The demonic claw seemed to traverse space, instantly reaching Murong Fu's chest.

Murong Fu retreated explosively, then swung his sword, which collided with the Sunflower Patriarch's fingernails. Murong Fu's once invincible sword was actually deflected, and the arm connected to it felt slightly numb.

This was the first time Zheng Jian had encountered something that hadn't been cut open, which made Murong Fu's expression turn slightly cold.

When Sunflower Ancestor saw the formless sword energy in Murong Fu's hand, which resembled solidified ice crystals, his expression changed slightly.

Upon closer inspection, he could feel the sharpness and power of the fingernails, and asked in a deep voice, "What kind of skill is this? Six Meridian Divine Sword?"

No, it doesn't look like it.

Murong Fu said coldly, "I'll tell you before you die!"

The Sunflower Ancestor's face grew even colder, and he said angrily, "Boy, it's been many years since anyone has dared to speak to me like this."

"Hello, you're fine, but you must die tonight! I'll use your blood to concoct a powerful elixir to help my body recover faster."

It turns out that this Sunflower Ancestor not only enjoyed killing and invented the Sunflower Manual, but also combined martial arts training and killing in another way.

They used the blood-red fingers of those they killed—martial arts masters, young boys and girls, and virgins—to refine elixirs for them to consume.

His blood and energy flowed as freely as a young person's.

Upon hearing this, Murong Fu's killing intent intensified. This Zhao family was going too far, constantly harming the people. He coldly said:

"That depends on your capabilities!"

Then the sword became more solid and even thicker, and he used the divine sword technique taught to him by Yan Nantian.

Although I am only proficient in the Divine Sword Technique now, when combined with the max-level Body-Piercing Formless Sword Qi, it is unpredictable and beyond human comprehension.

Furthermore, Murong Fu continuously transformed the formless, body-piercing sword energy: the Overlord Sword, the Toe Sword, the Soft Sword, the Righteous Sword, and the Flicking Sword, employing a series of techniques, all while using ambidexterity—the Overlord Sword in his left hand, the Soft Sword in his right, the Righteous Sword in both hands, and the Toe Sword beneath his feet…

The attacks were unpredictable, and even the Sunflower Ancestor was in considerable pain.

However, for the patriarch, Murong Fu's combat experience and proficiency in his moves still had significant flaws. He had previously intended to kill Murong Fu without taking any damage, but now he realized that this kid was a rare and formidable opponent.

Therefore, he changed his mindset and decided to use his true strength to kill Murong Fu head-on!

Just as Murong Fu was preparing to use his soft sword to entangle the ancestor, the ancestor suddenly pulled out a handful of embroidery needles and shot them at Murong Fu.

Murong Fu was naturally not afraid.

"Time flies!"

Then he deflected all the embroidery needles and shot them against the wall, creating many transparent holes.

But at that moment, taking advantage of the brief pause in Murong Fu's martial arts exchange, the Sunflower Patriarch lunged forward, his red fingernails slicing through Murong Fu's protective aura and aiming for Murong Fu's stomach.

Three bloody cuts were made on his stomach.

This was only because Murong Fu retreated quickly; if he hadn't retreated quickly, his entire abdomen could have been pulled out.

Murong Fu looked at the wounds inflicted by the Sunflower Ancestor and couldn't help but admire him.

This ancestor's martial arts techniques actually don't have many routines; they're mostly just claw strikes and flying needles.

However, even with all his martial arts skills, he could only fight him to a draw, simply because the other man's movements and claw techniques were extremely skillful, even approaching the realm of "no moves are better than moves".

If it weren't for his more than a hundred years of internal strength and his recent attainment of the Grandmaster realm, he might already be in a position to flee.

After all, he always kept the system's teleportation button pressed during every battle, and this was the case now, when he was fighting Yaoyue. He didn't really have any worries at all.

Therefore, Murong Fu dared to take a gamble.

Subsequently, Murong Fu used his agility, which was no less than that of the old eunuch, to continuously parry and engage in combat.

But the number of scars on my body gradually increased.

At this moment, the old eunuch also began to mock, his voice, like a chilling wind, penetrating Murong Fu's ears:

"Hehe, your cultivation at your age has opened the eyes of the old ancestor, and he is even reluctant to kill you."

But the ancestor isn't stupid either; you're doomed.

Hehe, even the old master likes your swordsmanship very much. Before killing you, he'll have to pry it out of your mouth.

After Murong Fu's Mingyu Gong reached the eighth level, his skin was almost indistinguishable from jade. Even knife cuts and axe chops might not leave white marks. The fascia under his skin was as tough as cowhide, providing better defense.

Therefore, Murong Fu had the confidence to charge into an army of tens of thousands.

But now that they've encountered the Sunflower Ancestor, their tough and resilient skin is as thin as paper.

Blood kept flowing down his face. This was the first time Murong Fu had suffered so many wounds since he came into this world.

Even when he clashed palms with Yaoyue, he only suffered some internal organ damage and vomited a little blood.

But at this moment, Murong Fu slowly turned into a blood-soaked figure.

But even in this situation, he didn't press the system button. Because he knew he was far from reaching his limit.

In the path of martial arts, one becomes stronger when facing stronger opponents.

If one runs away from every problem, how can one ever progress in martial arts?

But Murong Fu wasn't stupid. He only had one life, and he would hold on until he reached his limit.

But now the question facing him is: how to break the deadlock?

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