After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

[Congratulations, host! Your cultivation has reached the early stage of Martial Emperor, and you have also acquired a trace of Imperial Dragon Qi.]

[System Special Reward for Host: "Emperor's Seal Technique"]

The Emperor's Seal Technique can be condensed using Imperial Dragon Qi and one's own blood essence; its destructive power increases with the host's cultivation level and the amount of Imperial Dragon Qi present.

……

The "Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill" has been upgraded to the Emperor level, doubling its blood and qi effects upon use.

"Ten Directions of Annihilation" has been upgraded to "Dragon Emperor's Instant Hell Kill," a royal-level technique with faster and wider destructive power.

Upgrading the "Essentials of the Classic of Mountains and Seas" to the Emperor level can make the host break through realms faster.

The "Grand Sword Technique" and the "Heaven-Slaying Sword Drawing Technique" are combined into the "Grand Heavenly Sword Technique," an Emperor-level technique.

The Great Heavenly Sword Technique consists of nine forms, the first of which is the Heaven-Slaying Sword Drawing Technique.

……

The system kept ringing for a long time.

Chen Futu raised an eyebrow and said, "System, to be honest, are you trying to cause trouble? Do you want me to kill that little punk from Fanlou?"

[The system does not have this information; please do not speak recklessly.]

The system's one-click three-link feature is completely unrecognized.

[The system has detected that the host is about to become emperor. An upgrade will be completed upon the host's ascension to the throne.]

After the dynasty is established, the host's imperial dragon energy will increase along with the dynasty's fortune.

[Please name the dynasty as soon as possible, host.]

After saying that, the system voice disappeared.

"About to become emperor? What does that mean? Has Old Zhu and the Ministry of Rites secretly made arrangements?"

It seems we're really being forced into this situation.

Chen Futu opened his hand, and a small golden dragon seal condensed in his palm.

This is the Emperor's Seal Technique. This thing is bound to the dynasty's fortune, and it can easily injure a Martial Emperor.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, the banquet is about to begin."

Suddenly, Dian Wei came to give a reminder.

Chen Futu nodded and called for Yang Yuhuan to change her clothes. He said, "Let's see what tricks the Brahma Tower will pull next. If they dare to cause trouble in front of us, we will resolutely suppress and kill them!"

Hmph, if I were to become emperor, I would suppress all enemies in the world!

The palace was extremely lively tonight, with civil and military officials all in attendance.

The Western Regions delegation has not yet shown up, and Ma Chao, Guan Yu, and others are discussing cultivation issues.

Compared to them, their Grandmaster level is only barely at the Martial Grandmaster level. Even if their combat strength reaches the Martial King level, it doesn't sound good to say. They must break through to the next level as soon as possible.

Chen Futu heard their thoughts. Once the system upgrade was complete, he would obtain higher-level pills to help them reach at least the Martial King level, otherwise they would not be worthy of their place in history.

As they were talking, Qingyi arrived with Longluo and Nannan. Nannan had been taken in as a disciple by Qingyi, making her Chen Futu's junior sister. Therefore, Chen Futu didn't need to reassign her a new identity, as no one dared to provoke Qingyi due to her power.

As for Long Luo, she has reached the Grandmaster level, which is the Martial King realm. Her temperament is even more ethereal and stunning, just like the otherworldly Little Dragon Girl in the painting.

Xiao Bai then followed Qin Liangyu into the main hall. She couldn't move her legs when she saw the delicious food, but Qin Liangyu held her back, preventing her from ruining the officials' table.

Tonight, Qin Liangyu changed out of her military uniform and into a phoenix crown specially prepared for her by Chen Futu. She looked dignified and elegant, and still maintained the demeanor of a queen.

The officials were delighted to see this. The king's arrangement showed his approval of their privately prepared enthronement arrangements. They could choose an auspicious day to hold the enthronement ceremony.

"The envoy from the Western Regions has arrived—"

A shout came from outside, and the noisy hall fell silent instantly.

Amidst the hostile gazes of the crowd, Zhao Xier arrived, accompanied by a smiling, handsome young man, none other than Yin Jie, the young master of the Brahma Tower. Behind them stood two Buddha saints, who were also Martial Emperor level experts.

They wore red robes, with half of their bronze chests exposed, and had ordination scars on their foreheads. They didn't give off the aloofness of enlightened monks, but rather an air of gloom and bloodshed.

Guan Yu stroked his long beard and said to Zhuge Liang beside him, "Prime Minister, these two men seem righteous, but I can sense a murderous aura about them."

Zhuge Liang signaled him not to speak recklessly, saying that he would have a plan when the king arrived.

Zhao Xier and Yin Jie became the focus of the entire event.

Yin Jie was extremely presumptuous, taking his seat without even a word of greeting.

Zhao Xier looked somewhat sickly, but she forced a smile as she greeted the group of civil and military officials.

Zhang Liang said, "Your Majesty, it's been a long time. How have you been?"

"Thank you for your concern, strategist. I have traveled a long distance and am feeling a bit exhausted."

"In that case, the king should rest and recuperate in the capital, otherwise His Majesty will worry."

Zhang Liang gave a wink, and the man in green beckoned, saying, "King of Zhao, why don't you come and chat with me?"

Zhao Xier did not answer, but subconsciously looked at Yin Jie, who was pouring himself a drink, her expression showing indescribable apprehension.

This scene enraged Ma Chao and An Jingsi, among other generals. "King of Zhao, the Grand Preceptor has invited you to drink with us. Why don't you accept?"

"This……"

Zhao Xier was wary of Yin Jie, and secretly clenched her small hands, revealing her bitterness.

Yin Jie sneered: "King Zhao, I brought you here. How can you accompany others? Come, have a drink with me."

"Here."

Zhao Xier dared not be negligent, and obediently went to Yin Jie's side to pour wine.

"Insolence—" The woman in green stood up, her beautiful eyes flashing with murderous intent. "Boy, are you looking for death?!"

Zhao Xier is the woman of the King of the Northern Frontier. This scoundrel treats Zhao Xier like this in the palace, showing no regard for the civil and military officials.

The hall fell into a deathly silence, and the faces of the assembled officials turned completely dark.

Dian Wei stood outside the door, wielding his double halberds. As soon as the strategist gave the order, he would rush in and chop that little bastard to pieces.

Yin Jie, however, was not afraid. He shook his head and swung the golden cup, saying arrogantly, "I am an angel from the Upper Sect. Does the Heartless Fairy know that roaring to my face is a great disrespect?"

"just you?"

Just as the man in green was looking for an excuse to attack, he drew his sword with a clang, "Do you wish to test the sharpness of my sword?"

"Amitabha."

A monk stood up, put his hands together, and faced the woman in blue. “The heartless fairy has committed too many sins. I see that you have a connection with the temple. I will guide you into the Buddhist order to cultivate and cleanse yourself of your sins.”

"Trying to convert me? You're courting death!"

The man in green decisively made his move, his sword flashing with sharp light as it hurtled straight at the monk.

This sword strike was imbued with the spirit of the sword god, its killing aura filled with destruction.

The monk clamped his hands together, and with a clang, the sword was firmly held in place, unable to advance even an inch further.

"Mid-stage Saint!"

The woman in green's expression changed drastically. She tried to pull back her longsword, but the Buddha's palms flashed with golden light, accompanied by ethereal Buddhist chants, and her sword snapped in two.

"National Division!"

The crowd gasped in shock. Qingyi staggered back a few steps, staring at the broken sword, her beautiful eyes blazing with fury. "You bald thief, so what if you're a mid-stage Martial Emperor? How dare you act so presumptuously in the royal court! Today, I will kill you!"

“Amitabha Buddha, benefactor, you have deep-rooted karmic debts of killing. If you are willing to take refuge in the Buddha, you can save your life. Otherwise, today this humble monk will eliminate a great scourge for the Central Plains.”

"Hahaha!" The man in green threw down his longsword and spread his hands. "You shameless bald thief, come and convert me."

"I apologize for my offense."

The Buddha's hands surged with golden light as he struck directly at the man in blue.

The woman in green took the blow head-on and was knocked back seven or eight steps before regaining her footing. When she looked up, her opponent was already in front of her, delivering another vicious blow.

Qin Liangyu, who had been quite calm, got annoyed when she saw this. She patted Xiaobai on the back, and Xiaobai immediately looked at the fierce-looking monk and said with a grin, "Sister, don't be angry. Watch me punch him to death."

Just as Qingyi was about to be struck in the heart by the monk, Xiaobai was about to intervene when suddenly an extremely domineering dragon's might swept across the entire imperial city, accompanied by a man's imposing rebuke, "Insolence!"