If you're made a fake emperor, why did you change the country's name?

Chapter 9 Half-Step Innate Realm, Human Emperor's Sword Slays Grandmaster

The dragon carriage came to a stop.

Zhao Yu dismounted from the imperial carriage.

He looked up.

Before me stood a magnificent palace.

Above the palace gate.

The three large characters "Xiwu Hall" are written in a vigorous and flowing style.

Wei An jogged forward.

"Your Majesty, we have arrived."

This servant has ordered the palace maids to prepare a medicinal bath and a thousand-year-old ginseng.

Zhao Yu nodded slightly.

He stepped into the hall.

The hall is filled with wooden stakes, mannequins, and all sorts of other facilities.

Deep within, a small bathtub was now filled with a blue liquid, exuding a strong medicinal fragrance.

There is a low table next to it.

On it is a thousand-year-old ginseng.

The ginseng rootlets are crystal clear.

Zhao Yu glanced at it.

Medicated bath and ginseng.

This is exactly what Wei An said earlier.

A slight thought stirred within him.

"You may all step back."

"No one may approach without my order."

Zhao Yu's voice was calm.

The palace maids and eunuchs responded in unison.

They filed out.

Soon only one eunuch remained unmoved inside the hall.

"What? Aren't you going out?"

"Your Majesty, does Your Highness intend to utilize the principles of the 'Righteous Qi Cultivation' to improve the Eight Desolate Earth Dragon Technique?"

Wei An's face was full of flattery.

"The Eight Desolate Earth Dragon Technique"?

Zhao Yu's heart stirred.

Could it be...?

Is this the cultivation technique Zhao Yu practices?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yu put on a teasing expression.

"The Eight Desolate Earth Dragon Technique"?

"You even know this technique? What? You seem to have a deep understanding of my techniques?"

Upon hearing this, Wei An...

His fawning expression was even more pronounced.

"Your Majesty is wise; although this servant is of lowly status..."

However, he was born with extraordinary insights into martial arts techniques and secret manuals.

"I do know a little about the Eight Desolate Earth Dragon Technique."

He cleared his throat.

He began to tell his story in detail.

"As Your Majesty knows, there are nine great nations in the Dragon Origin Domain."

Every royal family in every country has a unique dragon bloodline.

For example, Your Majesty is of noble earth dragon bloodline.

And this "Eight Desolate Earth Dragon Technique" can only be cultivated by an emperor like His Majesty.

People of other bloodlines are completely unable to sense the power of the dragon vein mentioned therein.

Cultivation is futile.

After Wei An finished speaking.

He carefully observed Zhao Yu's expression.

Zhao Yu's heart was surging with emotion.

I never expected such a secret.

In other words, even if he obtained the "Eight Desolate Earth Dragon Technique", he would not be able to cultivate it.

Not to mention, it's so realistic it's indistinguishable from the real thing.

Does this mean I'll have to rely on that jade pendant at my waist to conceal my presence from now on?

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yu looked at Wei An.

"You little eunuch, when did you sneak a peek at the 'Eight Desolate Earth Dragon Technique'?"

"Ah? Your Majesty, wasn't this technique leaked fifty years ago when the late Emperor exchanged techniques with eight other countries, and you personally decreed that everyone in the palace could view it?"

Wei An's face was full of doubt.

Zhao Yu's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly put on an angry expression.

"I just promoted you, and you dare to question me?"

Upon hearing this, Wei An felt a chill run down his spine and immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

"Your Majesty, spare me! I read this book when I first entered the library. I will never dare to do it again."

"Hmph, get out!"

Wei An quickly agreed.

He lay prone on the ground and slowly rolled out of the hall.

Zhao Yu glanced at it and then began to bathe and change his clothes.

Feeling the warmth of the medicinal liquid.

Then he turned his attention to the thousand-year-old ginseng.

I wonder if this stuff is too potent and might cause someone to explode or die.

He currently has no cultivation whatsoever.

Zhao Yu took a deep breath.

But he needs strength.

He picked up the manual of "Zhengqigong".

I flipped through it again.

His amazing comprehension allowed him to grasp the concept quickly.

He quickly grasped the intricacies of the technique and began to cultivate while sitting cross-legged in the medicinal bath.

As the medication takes effect.

Within the Dantian.

A warm current slowly formed.

He picked up the thousand-year-old ginseng.

Swallow directly.

The ginseng melts in your mouth.

It transformed into a powerful medicinal force, surging into every part of the body.

Zhao Yu felt a warm sensation all over his body.

His inner strength surged like a surging river, growing rapidly.

With the combined effects of two medicines.

His cultivation level.

It soared like a rocket.

The day after tomorrow, one more floor.

The day after tomorrow, the second floor.

……

The day after tomorrow, the nine heavens!

Half-step into the Innate Realm!

Until the effects of the medicine completely dissipate.

Zhao Yu's cultivation level.

He barely managed to reach the half-step innate realm.

He felt the abundant internal energy within his body.

This is a power unlike anything we've ever seen before.

Although it's only half a step into the Innate Realm.

But for him now, that's enough.

"The Emperor's Sword, draw!"

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

An ancient longsword.

It appeared in his hand in an instant.

It was the Imperial Weapon—the Human Emperor Sword—given by the system.

The sword has an ancient and simple design.

It is engraved with dragon patterns.

Zhao Yu channeled his inner energy into the sword.

The Emperor Sword hummed as it sensed the infusion of internal energy.

Golden light began to swirl around the sword.

Although the golden light was dim.

But a chilling aura emanated from the sword.

This is the power of this imperial weapon: it gathers the fortune of a nation to form extraordinary power.

Zhao Yu swung his sword, and a golden sword aura shot towards the Grandmaster-level test dummy.

brush!

The dummy split in two!

It seems that this sword has reached the level of a Grandmaster. Even an ordinary Grandmaster would either die or be crippled if he took this sword head-on.

Zhao Yu sheathed the Human Emperor Sword.

A hint of satisfaction appeared on his face.

With this power, one can also consider oneself capable of self-protection.

He stood up.

Straighten your clothes.

He stepped out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

outside the temple.

Li Fu'an's figure was prominently featured in the list.

His face was gloomy.

Standing beside Wei An.

Wei An, on the other hand, had a fawning expression.

Seeing Zhao Yu walk out.

He immediately bowed in respect.

"Congratulations on Your Majesty's great achievement in divine arts."

This servant felt His Majesty's overwhelming aura within the palace; he was simply the strongest person in heaven and earth.

That's truly something to celebrate!

Li Fu'an snorted coldly.

"When did the Martial Arts Hall become so impervious to even a lowly eunuch's senses? Doesn't that make its reputation of being undetectable by anyone below heaven and earth meaningless?"

He looked into the hall and saw a dummy that had been cut in half.

A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. Could it be that he could destroy the post-natal realm dummy after cultivating for only a few hours?

This talent surpasses even His Majesty's.

Li Fu'an shook his head, cursing inwardly.

Damn it, ever since that kid came along, I've had this urge to offend him so much, damn it!

So what if I'm only half a step into the Innate Realm?

Before him, a half-step Celestial Realm expert.

Like ants.

Zhao Yu did not notice Li Fu'an's expression.

Thinking to myself, now that the Human Emperor Sword is usable, what's the next step...?

We're just waiting for the morning assembly tomorrow.

He looked at Wei An.

"Return to your palace."

"Your servant obeys the decree."

Wei An immediately responded.

He was directing the dragon carriage.

They marched in a grand procession towards the imperial palace.

at the same time.

The Prime Minister's residence in the capital of Daliang.

The main hall of the mansion was brightly lit.

Dozens of civil officials.

They are all gathered here now.

They all looked anxious.

He paced back and forth.

"Your Excellency! The wolf army is now at the city gates, and His Majesty refuses to negotiate peace."

What should we do?

An old minister asked urgently.

Prime Minister Gan sat upright in the main seat.

His hair and beard were all white.

His face remained calm and serene.

"His Majesty has made up his mind to fight the Wolf Kingdom to the death."

At this point, the only option is to wait and see!

"Just wait and see? Wouldn't that mean being at the mercy of others, Your Excellency!"

Another official became agitated.

"The barbarians of the Wolf Kingdom are cruel and ruthless!"

They fought their way through, showing no mercy to the civil officials!

Once the wolf army enters the city, we will all be doomed!

"Yes, the Wolf King is now wary of the Prince of Zhennan and dares not go too far in slaughtering. Only if His Majesty negotiates peace can our lives be preserved!"

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister!"

"You can't just stand by and do nothing!"

The civil officials echoed his sentiments.

Everyone's face was filled with anxiety.

Prime Minister Gan closed his eyes and shook his head silently.

He knew the concerns of these civil officials.

But he knew even better about Zhao Yu, who had always been cunning and calculating.

Zhao Yu's current unusual behavior suggests only two possibilities.

First, they had already laid out a grand plan, just waiting to eliminate them in one fell swoop and then reclaim their power.

Secondly, he went completely mad, wanting to drag the entire city's inhabitants down with him.

Prime Minister Gan sighed and said softly, "I hope it's the former."

Then he looked at everyone.