374: A rough man who only knows how to punch and kick

Chu Mo hadn't shown any reaction yet, but Eunuch Wang beside him spoke up.

"Young Master Zhuge, watch your words!"

Zhuge Rizhao glanced at him and said strangely, "Does the Eunuch truly not wish to experience the matters between men and women?!"

"You have a way?!" Eunuch Wang immediately became agitated, looking so desperate he almost knelt down.

Although he was a close confidant to the Emperor, he deeply yearned to be whole.

And physical wholeness was an obsession in the heart of every true eunuch.

The reason he had been stuck in the True Immortal realm, unable to advance, was precisely because of this.

Zhuge Rizhao gestured with his eyes, "My master's Old Ancestor is an Immortal King. How could an Immortal King not have a way to make a person whole?"

A single sentence awakened the dreamer.

Eunuch Wang's thoughts were in turmoil, and he even began to actively conjure all sorts of images.

After a long while, he came back to his senses.

His eyes were filled with endless longing.

"No wonder Young Master asked me for the 'Six Yin Soft Water Sutra' just now. So, it was for my sake! If it truly works, I'll be your ox and horse for life. What's wrong with that?"

Eunuch Wang made a promise.

"What about the Emperor of Great Yan then?" Chu Mo didn't immediately agree, but instead asked a question.

"Your Majesty..." Eunuch Wang hesitated for a moment, then, as if making a major decision, gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty's kindness to me is as heavy as a mountain. I... I can only repay his kindness in my next life!"

Uh, this guy, why does he feel so familiar?

Who exactly does he resemble?!

Chu Mo stared at Eunuch Wang, always feeling that he greatly resembled someone he knew.

[Qi Xuan: Holy crap! Brother Chu, your 'Six Yin Soft Water Sutra' for eunuchs is truly invincible! After my wife Cultivated it, her skin got even better!]

...Chu Mo seemed to know who he resembled.

This unprincipled style, besides the most active member in the group, who else could it be?!

While everyone was chatting happily and everything was going smoothly, a blood-soaked person ran in from outside the door. He had a deep sword wound that almost cut him diagonally in two.

"Commander Ling, you... how did you end up like this?!"

Someone recognized the newcomer.

This was the Commander of the Imperial Guard, responsible for guarding the palace, yet he was injured to such an extent, almost at death's door... Well, he was already dead!

He stepped into the hall, but didn't have time to utter a single word.

With a thud, he fell to the ground, dead.

The previously joyful banquet instantly fell silent, and an inexplicable fear spread among the crowd.

Even the Commander of the Imperial Guard was dead.

Didn't that mean someone had already broken into the Imperial Palace?!

"Imperial Father! Quickly, find Imperial Father!!"

A Prince reacted and immediately shouted, wanting to find his Imperial Father.

However, as soon as he ran out of the main hall, he was met by a sword—a cold, bone-chilling sword.

The longsword pierced through his abdomen.

Whoosh—!

Blood splattered from the wound.

Two halves of a corpse fell heavily to the ground.

"Ninth Brother, where are you going? Your elder brother has just returned from the Immortal-Demon Battlefield. It's one thing not to greet your elder brother, but you even want to collide with him... You're not being good~"

The figure who had cut down the Ninth Prince with a sword walked into the main hall, knelt down before the Ninth Prince, who had died with his eyes wide open, and spoke to himself.

Inside the banquet hall, everyone was filled with terror.

"F-First Prince!" Eunuch Wang stammered out the identity of the newcomer, his voice slightly trembling.

Chu Mo could sense it.

Eunuch Wang was afraid; he was afraid of this so-called First Prince.

And not just Eunuch Wang.

Everyone else at the banquet was the same.

What kind of person could instill such a degree of fear in them?

"Master..." Seeing Chu Mo suddenly stand up, Zhuge Rizhao couldn't help but remind him, "Master, this First Prince is temperamental and ruthless when he kills. Should we perhaps temporarily avoid his sharp edge?"

"I avoid his sharp edge?"

...I misspoke. It should be a strategic retreat, yes, a strategic retreat!" Zhuge Rizhao quickly corrected his slip of the tongue. He didn't want Chu Mo to confront the First Prince just yet.

Through this period of interaction, he had somewhat discerned Chu Mo's strength from the attitudes of others.

True Immortal realm!

But the First Prince was already in the True Immortal realm when he left the Great Yan Immortal Dynasty to go to the Immortal-Demon Battlefield.

Now, having spent thousands of years on the Immortal-Demon Battlefield, his strength would likely be even more terrifying.

"Master! Let's retreat! This is an Immortal who has continuously fought his way out of the Immortal-Demon Battlefield, not an ordinary Immortal realm can compare!"

On the Immortal-Demon Battlefield, to survive, one could only kill, keep killing, kill relentlessly!

Kill until the Immortal-Demon War ended!

And the most well-known example was Immortal King Wuchen of Lilang Immortal Land; once upon a time, he too had fought on the Immortal-Demon Battlefield.

After emerging, he went into seclusion.

Until he emerged and fought a battle, defeating three Immortal Kings.

His combat power was terrifying beyond imagination for ordinary people.

Learning some information about this Great Yan First Prince, Chu Mo's interest grew even stronger.

He watched as he walked step by step towards the figure standing at the entrance of the main hall.

And the First Prince, having finished 'catching up' with the Ninth Prince, slowly stood up, looked at Chu Mo walking towards him, and grinned.

Under everyone's gaze.

the two of them were only a step apart.

"In old Chu's land, a true overlord emerged. The U-water path is long, with no home to return to." Chu Mo smiled and extended his right hand.

The First Prince's eyes flickered, and he reached out to shake it.

"I'm a crude man, I don't do those flowery poems. If you really want one, at most I can give you 'Spring sleep knows no dawn, mosquitoes bite everywhere...'"

At this moment, the two of them had connected with their secret signal.

Fortunately, neither of them used 'odd or even, five-finger fist-heart sword,' and they even had a friendly handshake.

This scene left everyone at the banquet dumbfounded. Had the First Prince changed his ways after returning from the Immortal-Demon Battlefield?!

Not cruel... Uh, well, he was still very cruel, after all, the Ninth Prince's corpse hadn't even cooled yet!

[Return Rate: -9999...%]

Zhuge Rizhao, standing beside Chu Mo, used his eyes to investigate the First Prince, Gao Yuan.

The information he received sent a chill through him.

"Master... we... we still have things to do! How about we leave first?!"

Gao Yuan looked at Zhuge Rizhao, then said to Chu Mo, "Your disciple? What exactly are you thinking? With such a ticking time bomb by your side, constantly in danger, I tell you, a guy like this should be killed!"

Hey! No!

Zhuge Rizhao was dumbfounded.

This First Prince was indeed a murderous maniac.

This was their first meeting, and he already wanted to kill him. What kind of grudge was this?!

However, Chu Mo raised his hand to stop him.

"I have my own plans for keeping him by my side. But now that this banquet has been disrupted by you, how do you plan to clean up this mess?!"