Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times

Chapter 828: Chapter 656: Zhou Mu’s Wrath

The powerful fiancé of Emperor Changsheng, the Southwestern Co-Ruler, is a strong person who has reached the Transformative Realm. This news quickly spread through the Southwest Great Camp along with Hongyan Jiaojiao.

The Witch Gu People of the Southwest were shocked!

The Central Plains, which they despised and dismissed, had actually produced an unparalleled powerhouse!

Great Accomplishment Transformative Realm! Seizing the creation of heaven and earth, how extraordinary that existence is!

The million strong army of Southern Chen had already been wiped out by the Witch and Gu Tribes’ people. Returning to camp with their Witch Gu Technique reclaimed, they heard such earth-shattering news!

If not for the low pressure emanating from the Royal Tent, the Southwest Great Camp would have exploded by now!

Inside the Royal Tent, Gu Changsheng is indeed very angry!

Imperial Consort! Imperial Consort! This is a blatant humiliation! And the person humiliating him is her own man!

How can she endure this?

Evildoer can’t help but be outraged, but Gu Changsheng is even angrier at this moment!

Her heart is in turmoil, Gu Changsheng even worries whether such humiliation would enrage the evildoer to the point of losing all self-control, believing that it was because she ascended to the throne that such imperial orders were passed down!

Borjigin Nian sensed the increasingly strange atmosphere within the Royal Tent and bolted away!

If she didn’t run, she felt she was in danger of becoming cannon fodder!

For a moment, even the female officials dared not enter the Royal Tent, fearing they’d be vented upon!

Hongyan Jiaojiao and a group of old ministers couldn’t keep calm, resembling ants on a hot pan, anxiously spinning around.

In the end, a group of old women went to kneel and plead for reinforcements!

Unable to withstand the cries and tears of a group of old women, Gu Taitian finally lifted the beaded curtain of the Royal Tent, accompanied by a gleaming little baldy.

Gu Changsheng saw her old dad enter and understood the situation, looking toward the eyes outside the beaded curtain, still carrying a few traces of teeth-gritting fury. She felt like tearing apart those old ministers!

Dammit, this infuriates her!

“Changsheng, calm down. Wishes fulfilled should make you happy, shouldn’t they?” Gu Taitian looked at his enraged daughter, sitting down with a smile, and pushed the food box forward. “Come, come, Xiao Cui made you porridge. You’ve missed two meals, even a body of iron would be upset, eat something first and then continue to be angry.”

Gu Changsheng reluctantly accepted the spoon he handed over, “I should be happy? If my old mom finds me a few stepdads, old dad, can you still be happy?”

“You!” Gu Taitian’s face darkened at her words, but he quickly smiled, “This temper is really something, no wonder it scared the entire Southwest Great Camp into silence.”

“Dad, they’re too much!” Gu Changsheng took a sip of porridge, flames still flickering in her eyes.

“Once, who told me they wanted a harem of Three Palaces and Six Courts with three thousand faces, raising pretty men?” Gu Taitian raised an eyebrow, the aged depth of his eyes hard to conceal the laughter.

“Boasting doesn’t incur taxes, right? Can’t you let me have a mouth indulgence?” Gu Changsheng looked sheepish, “Damned Imperial Consort! Marry so many men, aren’t they afraid of getting gynecological diseases? Damn it! A bunch of people asking for a beating!”

“Let me simmer down and then go beat them up, to avoid accidentally beating them to death in a fit of anger!”

Gu Taitian of course knew who she referred to, roughly that group of old ministers!

“You ah!” Just drink the porridge well, you’ll have the energy to continue being angry.” He affectionately ruffled Gu Changsheng’s head, showing a face full of love.

Gu Changsheng didn’t say anything more, burying her head to eat porridge.

Angry enough to miss two meals, her stomach had long been playing an empty hold tune.

After finishing the porridge, Gu Changsheng felt her fury subside a bit, then narrowed her phoenix eyes, looking towards the other quiet small figure in the Royal Tent, her tone quite unfriendly, “Little Monk, what are you here for? The annihilation of Southern Chen’s million troops is their own doing, although it wasn’t my intention, they couldn’t escape, keep your preaching to yourself!”

“Amitabha!” Little Monk Bu Jie heard this, clasped his hands, and recited a Buddhist chant, his face full of compassion, “This humble monk is here not for that matter. The Southern Chen’s national fate has ended, this calamity cannot be escaped, this is destiny, this humble monk cannot reverse it. This humble monk is only worried that if Benefactor Zhou gets angry, it might inevitably lead to a thousand miles of bloodshed in the Northern border, creating many unnecessary atrocities.”

Gu Changsheng smirked, “You’re really good at meddling!”

Little Monk Bu Jie was unmoved, his gaze stopping in the void as he slowly continued, “Benefactor Zhou is divinely blessed, there is a predestined number in the unseen, the Transformative Realm is not entered because of too much slaughter, which could be a reason for the lack of blessings. This humble monk also said before, continued slaughter will not only make it difficult to accomplish greatness in this life, but may also bring about the disaster of backlash from the killings…”

Gu Changsheng listened with solemnity, Little Monk Bu Jie was profoundly mysterious, his words were worth listening to.

After pondering with her head down, Gu Changsheng looked at her old dad again, “Dad, did that bunch of old hags ask you to come to persuade me for anything?”

Gu Taitian sighed, “They asked you to think of a way to spare Hongfu Su’s life.”

“Hmph! If you don’t court death, you won’t die! No saving!” Gu Changsheng turned her head, she damned well wished to kill Hongfu Su, that old person, to vent her anger, daring to humiliate her home evildoer, damn, had they eaten lion hearts and leopard guts and not considered doing themselves in!”

Gu Taitian shook his head, “Hongfu Su is after all the old minister who first followed you, and she’s related to the Hongyan Clan. Even if she committed such a wrongdoing, a small punishment and great admonition would suffice, don’t harm her life, lest the Witch and Gu Tribes’ citizens harbor resentment against Zhou Family’s young one, making it difficult for you two to live peacefully in the Southwest in the future.”

Gu Changsheng listened, her face sheepish.

The Southwest Witch and Gu Clans are the most united. If Hongfu Su’s life is truly harmed, it would indeed cause resentment later.

He cannot be killed! Especially not letting Hongfu Su fall into the hands of the evildoer!

“Nurse bear! Damn it!” Gu Changsheng cursed lowly and fiercely, rising to head out of the royal tent.

“Where are you going?” Gu Taitian gently called, raising a hand.

Gu Changsheng turned back, full of reluctance, “I’m going to haul Manman back!”

With that, he turned and vanished outside the royal tent.

Gu Taitian and Little Monk Bu Jie exchanged a glance, each showing a trace of relief.

…

At the Northern border, where the Great Zhou and Northern Mongolia Liaodong meet.

At the front of the three armies, both sides ceased their hostilities due to a sudden change.

“What did you say?” Zhou Mu, clad in his purple gold war attire, appeared as a divine weapon descended from heaven, yet his face seemed dark and forbidding at that moment.

In front of him stood two towering giant pythons, with two Gu Maidens in Miao’s Clothes atop their heads, displaying a domineering attitude that belittled the world.

With a swipe of their tails, they swept away a group of Northern Mongolian and Liaodong soldiers, awe-inspiring.

“Could it be that Lord Imperial Consort’s ears are not well? I have specifically come to this Northern border to ask when Lord Imperial Consort will return in triumph to the Southwest.” Hongfu Su stood on high, gazing down amiably, “Knowing the exact date, this servant can return to the Southwest and tidy up the side hall of the Heavenly Palace…”

The words “Lord Imperial Consort” resonated clearly above the three armies, reaching everyone’s ears.

The large army of Northern Mongolia and Liaodong retreated in surprise and confusion, fearing that Prince Mu of the Great Zhou had become the Imperial Consort of the Southwestern Co-Ruler. How could they still fight such a war? It’s a blessing the Forbidden tribe doesn’t invade their North!

In an instant, the armies of Northern Mongolia and Liaodong had thoughts of retreat.

“Good! Good! Good! Such a display! Is this my beloved’s intention, or is it your own decision?” Zhou Mu, surrounded by killing intent, spoke calmly in anger.

“Whose idea is of little importance? Our Clan of God Favor of Witch Gu, allowing a person from the Central Plains despised tribe to reside in the Heavenly Palace, is already deemed a merciful favor beyond the law. Even if Lord Imperial Consort accompanies the ruler in the future, blessings must be cherished!” Hongfu Su spoke lightly from high above.

“Well, well! What a Clan of God Favor! From the time I can remember until now, none have dared to look down on me like this, none have dared to so insolently humiliate me!” Zhou Mu raised his head as inner strength surged, his god-like face icy, “For such audacious and insolent people, why would my beloved want them! Today, I shall clean house on her behalf!”

As those words fell, Hongfu Su and another Northern border messenger changed their expressions slightly, but quickly regained composure.

It was Zhou Mu’s myriad followers behind him who, hearing this, waved the command flag swiftly and retreated as if escaping for their lives.

“Retreat! Retreat! His Highness is angry!” Jiang One, no longer his usual calm self, whipped his horse and fled backward.

“What guts! Too reckless!” General Er ran swiftly, even abandoning his weapon.

The withdrawal of the Great Zhou army was swift and left the opposing forces bewildered.

What is happening?

Could it be that the War God Prince Mu of the Great Zhou would throw a fit and dare oppose the Celestial Tome Messenger?

Becoming the Imperial Consort of the Southwestern Co-Ruler is a great honor; they long for this Death Exemption Token but it looks as if there’s going to be a huge confrontation instead?

Suddenly, Northern Mongolia and Liaodong, who were initially planning to retreat and discuss survival amid calamity, did not retreat, instead, assuming an attitude of enjoying the show.

The Celestial Tome has been issued, and death is inevitable for everyone; the Great Zhou could originally escape calamity because of Zhou Mu, yet what’s the outcome? Zhou Mu obviously did not appreciate the favor, eagerly rushing to his demise!

What’s this called? It’s called having company in death; how could they not watch and seek balance?

In the face of the Celestial Tome, no one is spared; the one who could be spared wants to die with them, which truly is something exhilarating!

Thus, the Great Zhou army retreated, while the armies of Northern Mongolia and Liaodong remained to watch the show!

Meanwhile, Zhou Mu in the field, ensuring his troops had withdrawn, slightly curled his lips in a gentle smile!

Instantly, the entire scene changed colors!

The earth trembled, the winds and clouds changed, swept by sand and stones, as if an immense demon was awakening!

The bodies of the towering Gale Gu snakes slightly trembled, sensing danger, searching for its source, only to find that the people below were gone!

Hongfu Su and the other messenger also paled slightly, unaware of what to do.

As the two searched for the figure that had pledged to clean house on behalf of their sovereign, a powerful pressure transmitted from above them…