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

"Galan has actually been kidnapped by Fanlou."

Chen Futu frowned, his good mood vanishing completely.

Wasn't Garan in the palace? How could he have been kidnapped?

The Imperial Guard reported, "Your Majesty, Garan was recently preparing to establish an almshouse and planned to relocate the villagers from Hongchen Ferry to the capital region, but he was unfortunately arrested."

"where?"

"Fanlou and his party left the city, declaring that they would challenge the ancient temple to a duel."

"Go and call Qingyi and Xiaobai here."

Chen Futu gave the order, and there was no time to take Qin Liangyu shopping now; he told her to go back and wait for news.

Qin Liangyu knew the importance of this matter, so she went ahead first, followed by Qingyi with Xiaobai. The group then left the capital.

Yin Jie chose the Garan lineage as his opponent. Chen Futu originally intended to use Garan to get closer to that branch hall, but unexpectedly, things went wrong.

Half a day later, Chen Futu and his party arrived at the deserted and dilapidated village. They saw Yin Jie waiting under a tree with two ascetics and six bald monks, but no other action was taken. Garan was tied to the tree and could not move.

The man in green muttered, "Is this kid stupid, or just a newborn calf that's not afraid of tigers? Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake, let alone an opponent from the Ancient Palace."

Chen Futu did not answer, but patiently found a place to sit down and wait.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye, but no one from the ancient temple came forward.

"Something's not right, there's a problem."

Before Chen Futu could finish speaking, the system's intermittent notifications echoed in his mind. It was still upgrading, yet it had triggered a choice!

Ding!

[An attack has been detected on the imperial city. Qin Liangyu and others are in danger. Please make a decision as soon as possible.]

"what?"

[This is a trap. The six monks beside Yin Jie are not the Six Vajras sent by the Brahma Tower, but are merely a distraction to mislead the host. The real Six Vajras have launched a surprise attack on the palace, and the great war between the Martial Emperors is about to erupt.]

"Damn it!"

Chen Futu never expected that Yin Jie, that scoundrel, would be so despicable.

[1. Choose the option that the majesty of the royal court cannot be violated, take a strong action to suppress the Brahma Tower group, establish the prestige of the royal court, and be rewarded with a piece of clay.]

[2. Choose to immediately return to the palace to defend it, and you will be rewarded with a level 6 defensive array.]

[3. Choose to do nothing and wait for the situation to develop, and you will be rewarded with a copy of the Imperial Way "Immovable Myo-o Dharma"]

"I choose option one, Diao Chan and the others can hold them off."

[Selection successful, soil distribution complete]

The system notification suddenly stopped, and it went back to upgrading.

"Yin Jie, you're asking for death!"

Chen Futu summoned the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow and rushed towards the tree in the distance to attack. Xiao Bai and Qingyi were stunned and did not understand what was happening.

"Hahaha! Chen Futu, you've finally realized it."

Yin Jie turned around and grinned menacingly. The two monks immediately stepped forward to block his way, saying, "Amitabha, benefactor, please stop."

"Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique, die!"

Chen Futu's attack was a killing blow. As the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow was drawn, its blazing and domineering sword light was unmatched, determined to annihilate everything.

"Indestructible Vajra Divine Skill!"

The two monks' expressions changed drastically. They joined forces to defend themselves, forming a golden bell-like phantom around their bodies for protection. However, this was useless against the enraged Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique.

With a loud bang, the golden bell shattered, and the two men protecting Yin Jie were sent flying backward. They were not killed by the sword, but only suffered injuries with blood trickling from the corners of their mouths.

"Young Master, the King of the Northern Frontier is ferocious and cannot be defeated by force. You should retreat first!"

After the two ascetics finished speaking, they stepped forward in unison, chanting, "Ten Thousand Buddhas Pay Homage to the Ancestor!"

"Imperial Seal Technique, die!"

Chen Futu spread his hands, conjuring a dragon seal that pressed down on the monks' heads. The dragon's might shattered the golden hands of the two monks, who were thrown to the ground, their bones broken. Seeing that Chen Futu had gone mad, the two monks shouted at the six stunned monks, "Why aren't you taking your young master away!"

"Yes!"

The six of them reacted quickly, protecting Yin Jie as they ran away.

"Did I let you leave? Xiaobai, stop them."

Chen Futu was enraged and showed no mercy.

Xiao Bai transformed into a streak of red and white light, suddenly blocking their path. With a punch in mid-air, a crater ten feet in size exploded in front of them, scattering earth and rocks. The six monks and Yin Jie were blasted away, their meridians severely injured.

"how come……"

Yin Jie lay on the ground, his face ashen. He thought that by luring out the King of the Northern Frontier, even the two mid-stage Martial Emperor monks as guards could at least hold him off. He never expected that there was a little girl by the King of the Northern Frontier whose strength was so formidable that it was despair-inducing.

"To launch a surprise attack on the imperial city is an unforgivable crime."

Chen Futu pressed closer, the wind whipping his robes and hair into disarray, his face so pale it looked like it could drip water.

Yin Jie laughed wildly, "King of the Northern Frontier, you want me to start a war with the Ancient Palace? Don't be ridiculous! Do you really think I'm stupid? The Six Vajra are incredibly powerful. They will slaughter everyone in your royal court. This is the price for humiliating me!"

"Very well, then today I will slay you as a warning to others." Chen Futu placed one hand on the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, "It barks wildly, yet it cannot withstand my sword!"

"Little Lord!"

The two ascetics were filled with dread and rushed forward, risking their lives.

Chen Futu's sword strike was imbued with absolute killing intent and imperial dragon energy, which the young master's meager strength could not withstand at all.

"Protect the young master!"

The sword light vanished, and a monk was split in two by a single sword strike. His two halves flew out, blood raining down. The remaining man, carrying the terrified Yin Jie, used his superior lightness skill to flee westward for his life.

"Can you get away?"

Qingyi was prepared, and her destructive sword intent, which was ready to be unleashed, rushed into the air. She might still be a bit lacking against the monk in his prime. Now that the monk had been injured by Chen Futu, did he still want to leave?

The sword pierced the air, startling the monk. He mustered his strength to defend himself, but the golden bell phantom was torn apart by the sword energy. He swayed and threw Yin Jie away, shouting, "Young Master, run! As long as we're alive, we can always fight again!"

After saying this, the monk placed one arm in front of his chest, chanted a Buddhist mantra, and descended from mid-air, igniting his blood energy to launch a final, desperate counterattack.

Chen Futu ignored him and walked toward the direction where Yin Jie had fallen, sword in hand.

Little Bai looked up at the falling monk, grinned, and bent her knees like a flame, charging skyward, shouting, "Silly girl, I'll play with you—"

This punch was unmatched. Her small fist shattered the monk's full-force attack. The monk was blown apart in disbelief, his body torn to pieces, followed by a downpour of blood.

"Tch, filthy fireworks."

Chen Futu didn't even look up before he was in front of Yin Jie.

Yin Jie clutched his chest, leaning against a large tree and brandishing his claws, "Chen Futu, if you dare kill me, my father will exterminate your entire clan!"

"Noisy."

Chen Futu casually swung his sword, and Yin Jie's legs fell to the ground.

"Ahhh, my leg! Chen Futu, how dare you!"

Yin Jie never dreamed that someone as noble as him would die in some remote corner of Lizhou. He still had so much to do, and he was waiting to take over Fanlou. He couldn't die.