Immortality: Starting with a grave, I'm invincible when burying corpses.

Having reached a conclusion in his mind, he whispered a few words to the flower arranging granny, and when he saw that the old lady was ignoring him, Mu An immediately realized that...

The old woman is so old, what wouldn't she have a share of? Over the past hundred years, who knows how much she's amassed? She might have even taken some from the Imperial Guards' pay in the past.

It's already quite an achievement not to get slapped for cricket-making in front of people.

Disdainful, Mu An turned and walked to the side of Xiao Linshan, the deputy commander of the Tiger Army.

The deputy commander of the Tiger Legion was a burly man with broad shoulders and a thick waist, nearly two meters tall. Mu An had to look up slightly to see him.

The deputy commander had thick eyebrows and big eyes. His actual age was unknown, but he looked only about thirty years old. He stood there like a pillar, straight and upright, clearly a righteous and magnanimous general in the army.

This is the kind of person you should make friends with!

Thinking about it, Mu An moved closer and muttered softly, "These Imperial Guards are no good. Under the emperor's nose, they dare to be so greedy for military pay. They don't even deserve a torch, and they're still drawing salaries without working. They'll be finished sooner or later."

Unlike the Tiger Legion, whose discipline is strict, whose soldiers are brave and skilled in battle, and who are invincible, even a glimpse from afar can make one feel their imposing aura.

The two generals are deeply loved by their soldiers. They eat and live with them, and are of one mind with them. They are truly an elite force. The safety of the people of our Great Qi still depends on you, generals, to protect them.

Generally speaking, it's always good to praise someone first.

But to Mu An's surprise, before he could finish speaking, Xiao Linshan's upright eyes had already drooped, and the nearly two-meter-tall man scratched the back of his head, looking awkward and embarrassed as if he was a little embarrassed by the praise.

The seemingly upright burly man cautiously glanced in Jun Yunxin's direction, only to find that Jun Yunxin had her head down and hadn't noticed them at all.

He then stepped forward, put his broad arms around Mu An, pulled him to a more distant place, and began to teach him the ways of being an officer in the army.

"I***"

"This Great Qi Empire is beyond saving!"

……

In winter, the sky always brightens very late; it's not until around 7 AM that the first rays of light touch the earth.

Although he wasn't exactly a saint himself, Mu An still felt a bit breathless after spending the night with a group of corrupt officials.

The people in this house are so wicked; they're all incredibly greedy!

The answer is that they have a large family business and many difficulties. Their entire family and their subordinates all depend on them for support. They can't let their family go hungry, even if they themselves go hungry.

Compared to them, I feel incredibly conscientious.

Especially Xiao Linshan, who seemed so upright, actually spent an hour telling him a convoluted story, trying to drag him into the mess.

Overnight, Mu An suddenly realized that he had treated his subordinates at the highest level in Daqi, and even surpassed it.

Goodness, when I get back I'll talk to the brothers about this. Look at them, and then look at you guys, I'm almost embarrassed to say anything to you.

How can they possibly be so lazy every day, always being late or leaving early, and even taking leave from time to time? It's unbelievable!

Having such a good boss, shouldn't we be extremely grateful and serve him like a slave for life?

As we all know, one should compare one's abilities with the best and one's treatment with the worst. This is the "eternal way of kings," and there is no room for doubt.

The faint morning light shone into the room, causing Mu An to squint. He shook his head, dismissing the unreliable idea, and turned to look at the imperial guards outside the palace.

The treatment at the patrol and inspection department will not worsen, it will only get better. Mu An's heart is not that black, and he would not tear other people's umbrellas just because he got caught in the rain.

He pampers his own subordinates, and he doesn't care much about what others do.

But for now, the imperial guards outside the palace still need to be dealt with.

Thinking about it, he turned slightly to the side and looked at Princess Yongning, who had already walked to the door.

The little princess looked a little taller than usual today, not because she had grown taller, but simply because she was wearing a pair of bright red boots that were at least ten centimeters high.

The foundation on her face was a bit heavy, probably to cover up her reddened eyes.

Although, according to her own account, it was because of her hard work day and night, and her concern for the country and its people, that she had dark circles under her eyes, which is why Lin Li applied a thick layer of foundation to her.

The long, bright red dress was embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns, and the hem trailed on the ground, giving it a majestic appearance.

She stood at the door, turned around, looked at the people inside, and gave her command in the loudest voice she had ever used.

"Gentlemen, today let us join me in purging the court of treacherous officials, eliminating the rebels, and storming the Tianqi Palace!"

The gates of Yongning Palace were pushed open simultaneously, and the faint light of dawn shone on her through the open doors, casting her shadow into the room.

It was small, but its steps were firm, no longer showing the hesitation it had at night.

Looking at Jun Yunxin like this, Mu An smiled. He didn't like owing people karma, but for the sake of cultivation, he did owe this little princess quite a bit, so it was always a good thing to be able to repay some of it.

Like a flowing cloud emerging from its sheath, it travels a thousand meters in an instant.

The moment Jun Yunxin stepped out of the gate, the longsword, transformed into a streak of light, pierced the heart of the Imperial Guard Commander.

Three hundred meters away, starting from the location of the Imperial Guard Commander, a whole line of soldiers fell to the ground one after another like dominoes.

The heavy armor was like paper in front of Liu Yun, crumbling at the slightest touch.

With a single sword strike, a path was forcefully cleared through the enemy formation ahead.

"Your Highness, just keep going. Leave the rest to us."

The moment she finished speaking, Jun Yunxin paused slightly, then continued walking with even greater determination.

She didn't turn around, but simply nodded slightly to Mu An, who was standing in front of her, and walked forward step by step.

"How dare you, you mere brat, be so insolent! Do you think there's no one else in our palace to rely on?"

An old man dressed as a celestial martial saint stood atop a distant palace, his six-zhang-tall Dharma image soaring into the sky, carrying a blade aura powerful enough to shatter all things, and slashed towards Mu An.

On the other side of the palace, a cane carved with a hundred flowers emerged from the void, crushing the surging sword energy with a single stroke.

The flower-arranging old woman stepped out, took several steps in mid-air, and her eight-zhang-tall Dharma image stood in the void, startling the old man with the knife into retreating several steps. They stood in a stalemate for a long time without making any further moves.

The clouds and mist swirled around us, gradually enveloping the square in front of Yongning Palace.

Mu An did not summon his Dharma form, or rather, these clouds and mists were all part of his Dharma form.

He didn't even glance at the battlefield in the distance, focusing solely on the enemy in front of him.

With each stride, a hundred meters were covered; in the time it takes to breathe, the figure wielding the sword appeared before the scattered Imperial Guards.

A faint silver light shimmered on the sword, and with each swing, it would unleash a silver sword aura tens of meters long.

With each sword strike, dozens of armored soldiers were cut in half at the waist.

The lines "Kill one man in ten steps, leave no trace for a thousand miles" are no longer sufficient to describe this battlefield.

With each step Mu An took forward, more corpses fell.

It's like a boy with a stick rushing into a wheat field; the moment he grasps the sword, he grasps the entire autumn.

The Imperial Guards lay neatly on the ground, like wheat stalks in a field.

As he continued killing, the number of people in front of him decreased until there was no one blocking Mu An's path forward anymore.

He didn't know why the Imperial Guards of the capital didn't form a battle formation, but he knew that killing everyone in front of him would solve the problem.

That's what he thought, and that's what he did.

Until he stood in the center of the battlefield, stepping on countless corpses, watching the blood flow into the distance along the patterns on the paving stones.

He saw Jun Yunxin walking towards him from behind, her skirt hem lifted. The flowing blood soaked into her feet, making her bright red boots even more vibrant.

He paused for a moment, then a thought flashed through his mind. He immediately half-squatted down and pressed his hand against the ground.

As spiritual energy circulated, the flowing blood rapidly evaporated, drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Immediately afterwards, a pool of clear water rose from the ground, washing away the mottled stains.

In just a few breaths, a clean path was cleared out again.

After doing all this, Mu An took a step back, stood by the roadside, and gestured for him to proceed.

Mountains of corpses and seas of blood stand on either side; the path to becoming king has no need for such filth.