Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times

Chapter 829: Chapter 657: Evildoer, Wait for Me!

As if the sky were collapsing and the earth sinking, the overwhelming force descended upon them, and the intense aura made it difficult for the two at the forefront to breathe. Their entire bodies felt as if they were being crushed together, and even their internal organs were painfully constricted!

“Pfft!”

“Pfft!”

“Thud!”

“…”

The troops from Northern Mongolian and Liaodong, evidently lacking the cultivation of Hongfu Su and the other messenger, spat out blood and fell to the ground in the blink of an eye. Panic-stricken screams echoed in the air as everyone lifted their eyes to the sky, gazing at the figure that seemed like a divine weapon descending from the heavens!

“Dare to look down on this king with just two worms? Bow before me!”

A furious shout resounded through the heavens, as if the blade light that pierced the sun fell instantly above the heads of Hongfu Su and the other, slashing down towards the Gale Gu beneath them!

“Ah!”

“Hoo!”

“Oh my gosh!”

“…

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

In the incredulous gazes of the remaining troops of Northern Mongolian and Liaodong, the two towering giant pythons were severed at the waist. The mountain-like snake bodies collapsed towards the ground with a thunderous crash.

“Heavens! Could he have already seized the fortunes of creation? Penetrated the profound mysteries into the Transformative Realm?”

“Unlikely! That is his physical body! He hasn’t sent his soul out to battle!”

“Even if not in the Transformative Realm, he is not far from it. Such world-shattering cultivation is already the limit for a human!”

“…”

In the military tents of Northern Mongolian and Liaodong, several experienced generals stood in shock, waving command flags to order a retreat.

Zhou Mu, enraged, was not to be taken lightly; he unleashed his entire cultivation. This was no longer a simple battle—if misfortune struck, they could all perish here!

Zhou Mu clearly paid no heed to their intentions, as the group who had just been shockingly slain was an incidental casualty!

His fierce killing intent seemed tangible as Zhou Mu, standing in the air, gazed arrogantly at the two climbing awkwardly from beneath the snake’s body, his eyes filled with the cold luster of stars and moon.

With just one move, he destroyed two Gale Gus!

With just one slash, the status between them was reversed!

“You! Your Black Tortoise cultivation, it has… it has… pfft!” Hongfu Su’s face was filled with disbelief as she spat a mouthful of blood.

Too powerful!

Really too powerful!

The inner strength she gained by serving the Gu is powerless against such an aura.

Hongfu Su and the messenger swayed, their faces turning pale.

Such a person! How could such a person possibly submit to being an Imperial Consort?

Throughout history, it’s rare to find a person achieving Great Accomplishment in the Transformative Realm even in a millennium. They either remain hidden or achieve great imperial exploits. Even their Clan of God Favor would avoid his sharpness, yet they happened to encounter him!

And, he wasn’t an elderly cultivator but a young man of just over twenty!

This young man, who they had just arrogantly humiliated!

In that instant, without Zhou Mu needing to move, Hongfu Su felt an urge to die!

“M… My lord, please calm down! We mean no offense!” Hongfu Su struggled but managed to speak.

Plead for mercy!

Having no power to fight, pleading for mercy was the only option!

At this moment, all the pride of the Clan of God Favor was cast aside!

Staying alive was paramount!

This was akin to a Human God! Human Gods are gifts from heaven, and he’s just a step away from transcending!

Too terrifying!

Zhou Mu looked down at the two on the ground, his eyes filled with murderous intent, his voice icy and merciless, encompassing the area, “I have seized the fortunes of heaven and earth, suppressed myself for years under the guidance of a sage to prevent causing great slaughter from affecting myself, only to be met with such humiliation! Whether you acted on your own accord or my beloved made a mistake, today, I will take your lives to deter your Clan of God Favor!”

“No! No, please, my lord, calm down!” Upon hearing this, Hongfu Su immediately knelt down, bowing her head, “We did not intend to anger you, please consider that we are subjects of Emperor Changsheng and pardon us so we may return to the Southwest and report!”

“Insulting this king, interfering with me and my beloved, is unforgivable!” Zhou Mu coldly shouted, then turned to look at the troops of Northern Mongolian and Liaodong amidst the fleeing soldiers, his voice becoming even colder, “Since you’ve angered this king, forcing me to break the taboo, as the heir of Great Zhou, I shall subdue you and elevate the prestige of our Great Zhou!”

Saying so, the Soft Sword in his hand slashed down onto the fleeing troops like a blade!

“Ah!”

“Boom!”

“…”

In an instant, this distant strike drew out countless streams of blood!

Mountains collapsed, the earth cracked, Northern Mongolian and Liaodong soldiers were killed and wounded in vast numbers!

Like the wails of ghosts and wolves, the winds and moon changed their colors!

“Today, none of you shall escape!” A voice as chilling as a divine rebuke sounded, and countless people trembled and knelt, unable to move a single inch.

Hongfu Su lay prostrate on the ground, looking up at the man in the sky who turned his gaze towards her, a man as divine as a Heavenly God, knowing she was doomed!

Zhou Mu’s expression was icy cold; his hand raised the Soft Sword again, glowing with light as he swung it towards Hongfu Su!

Hongfu Su’s face turned ashen; she knew that once this sword fell, she was certain to perish, and even the corpse of the Gale Gu beside her, as massive as a small hill, would be pulverized!

“Alas!”

At this critical moment, a gentle sigh echoed from the void.

Zhou Mu paused in midair, his brow slightly furrowed.

Hongfu Su and her companion looked up in a panic, filled with disbelief!

“Evildoer…” A voice, indistinguishable as male or female, without discernible tone, seemed to emerge from the void again.

Zhou Mu’s figure stiffened, the momentum of his sword slowed, and he looked towards the distant void, whispering softly, “Changsheng?”

“It’s me.”

Inside the Royal Tent at the Southwest Great Camp of Bashu, Gu Changsheng’s brow was flashing with a miraculous golden phantom. Beside him were Gu Taitian, Little Monk Bu Jie, Yue Xilou, Borjigin Nian, along with a group of seasoned southwestern ministers standing ready to protect him.

Gu Changsheng sat in the center, his phoenix eyes subtly clouded, as if peering through the tent into the far void.

“Evildoer, this is merely a wisp of divine consciousness borrowed by me through Manman’s power. If you have awakened it, I assume that in your rage, you have broken the forbidden seal and are intent on killing. Evildoer, the Witch and Gu Tribes’ stubbornness has thus incurred such calamity, and your fury is understandable. However, listen, no matter how angry, you must not engage in a massacre. The messenger before you is still one of my people. If you wish to vent your fury, then beat them, but do not take their lives. Let them return, and I will deal with them!”

The voice from the void was indistinguishable as male or female. Upon hearing it, Hongfu Su and her companion, drenched in sweat, deflated and knelt repeatedly.

Zhou Mu in midair gradually retracted his killing intent, sheathing his longsword. He stood tall and proud like the moon, if one looked closely, they could even see a slight curve of his lips.

These were Gu Changsheng’s words. Even though the voice was indistinguishable as male or female, Zhou Mu could still tell.

In this world, only one person calls him evildoer every day!

“Evildoer, do not engage in wholesale slaughter and bring harm upon yourself! The Celestial Tome has descended, and surely the Northern Mongolian and Bashu will retreat soon. Wait for me, wait for me to defeat those reckless little brats of Southern Chen, stabilize the Southwest, and fulfill our past agreement, marry you in the Capital City, wait for me! You must wait for me!”

Upon hearing this, Zhou Mu’s face was filled with an uncontrollable smile; his lips slightly curved, and his voice carried a hint of affection, “How about this prince shall conduct a slaughter, level this Northern Border, and then offer Great Zhou as a wedding gift to you?”

“Scram! You cannot engage in wholesale slaughter and ruin your fortune. Liaodong is fine, but for Nian’s sake, you can’t destroy Northern Mongolian for me. Spank them a bit and it’ll be enough, don’t act recklessly!”

“Isn’t unifying the territories good?” Zhou Mu responded with a smile.

“Get lost! Just occupying the Southwest is driving me crazy, the path to imperial power is lonely, unify what?!” From the void came Gu Changsheng’s unwilling voice, “These old coots are causing trouble, all things are difficult to handle, so suffocating! When you’re done frolicking, go back to Great Zhou and wait for me. Then I will bring Yuan Bao to you, and once I have dealt with those Southern Chen brats, I’ll return. As the Southwestern Co-Ruler, you ought to prepare for a grand wedding for me!”

“As you wish.” Zhou Mu lowered his head, smiling lightly.

“Alright, throw my two troublesome messengers back to me, I’m waiting in the Southern Region to deal with them!”

“Sure.” Zhou Mu indulged as usual.

“Damn it! Manman, how dare you bite me! Evildoer, time’s up, go back and wait for me! You must wait for me!”

“Alright.” Zhou Mu looked at the void with a smile, nodding.

On the other side, Gu Changsheng was wrestling with Manman who quit halfway through. Damn it, she hadn’t had a chance to talk to the evildoer for long before this fellow slacked off!

Damn!

Was ancient long-distance communication easy?

She hadn’t seen her own evildoer for ages!

Why couldn’t she get a little more time?

Fists of fury, strike divinely!

Meanwhile, Zhou Mu finally restrained his aura, descending from midair.

Hongfu Su and the other messenger narrowly escaped death, knowing their lives were spared, shivering on the ground.

“My beloved sacrificed the Witch Gu Divine Power to save you, now get lost!” With a flash of purple gold armor, Zhou Mu mercilessly flicked the two far away.

“Thank you, my lord for sparing us!”

“Thank you, my lord for sparing us!”

Hongfu Su and her companion quickly knelt in gratitude.

“Hmph.” Zhou Mu snorted coldly, turned, and walked towards his troops, light flashing on his body again, the forbidden seal once again concealing his radiance.

From ancient times, those who achieved great accomplishments rarely appeared, merely to avoid the calamity of their own making, and he was no exception. In the past, during military campaigns, he relied solely on his martial arts, never using inner strength.

“The prince clearly is in a good mood.” Jiang One whispered from behind a mountain.

“Of course, he is. Didn’t you hear the words from His Highness Changsheng? He’s going to return to the capital to marry the prince!” Jiang Two showed his happiness, “Our prince and Lady Changsheng are finally about to bear fruit! Maybe before long, the royal mansion will welcome a young prince!”

“You’re thinking far ahead, but Lady Changsheng has become the Southwestern Co-Ruler, and the disaster of Great Zhou’s potential demise has finally been resolved. Now surely, the headache belongs to Northern Mongolian and Liaodong, Southern Chen. The Celestial Tome! When the fabled Celestial Tome descends, it brings the calamity of the Central Plains…”