Cultivation: I Can Traverse Otherworlds

”Who are you?”

”Why are you trying to harm the Crown Prince?”

The Crown Prince’s first sudden illness was caused by poison administered six months ago, likely by someone not in his immediate circle.

But this second bout was definitely not the work of an outsider.

With Mong Yu watching over him personally, no one could assassinate the Crown Prince. Poison was the only way.

However, Zhu Ju’s presence rendered poison useless. To succeed, they would first have to get rid of this Daoist Ziju.

Lying in wait here, she had truly caught her target.

”Mong Yu!”

The Black-Clothed Man was clearly surprised.

”You’re not with the Crown Prince?”

”Just who are you?” Mong Yu’s face was frosty.

”To dare and plot against the Marquis’s son—are you not afraid of having your entire clan exterminated?”

BANG!

Before her words had faded, the stone slab beneath the Black-Clothed Man’s feet suddenly exploded as he lunged toward the window.

He moved like a bolt of lightning.

Zhu Ju’s eyebrows twitched slightly.

’What an exquisite power-generation technique!’

In his perception, the Black-Clothed Man’s feet had turned slightly inward, and an Invisible Power erupted through his Skin and Flesh. The hard stone slab underfoot shattered instantly, and he used the resulting force to propel himself away.

Still as a maiden one moment, swift as a fleeting rabbit the next.

Not a single trace of Qi leaked out. The power burst from his Skin and Flesh in an instant, leaving no external sign of what was about to happen.

This Body Technique alone made him far stronger than Master Zhang.

’In the Main World...’

’This would be about equivalent to the initial stage of the Innate Realm.’

”Trying to run?”

Mong Yu’s beautiful eyes narrowed. She appeared before the window like a phantom and pressed down with an overturned palm.

A Palm Intent that seemed to encompass all things surged forth.

Unity of Spirit and Body!

’This woman has actually fused her Martial Arts Will with her own blood and flesh. Every move she makes erupts with Divine Intent.’

”A Second-Grade Grandmaster!”

The Black-Clothed Man cried out in shock, his figure flickering rapidly and leaving behind a trail of afterimages in the space of just a few feet.

”How is this possible? Who are you?!”

A Second-Grade Grandmaster was a first-class expert anywhere in the world. How could such an expert be someone’s handmaiden?

He knew that ’Aunt Mong’ by the Crown Prince’s side was skilled, but he had assumed she was a Third-Grade Innate Martial Master at most.

Who could have imagined...

...that she was a Second-Grade Grandmaster!

Third-Grade, Second-Grade... although seemingly only one grade apart, the difference in strength and status was as vast as heaven and earth.

A Grandmaster!

In many places, such an individual could establish their own sect or school.

”Hmph!”

Mong Yu snorted and pressed down sharply with one hand. The afterimages shattered, revealing the Black-Clothed Man’s true form.

SMACK!

The black cloth covering his face was obliterated by a wave of Powerful Qi.

”You?”

Seeing his true face, Mong Yu showed a flicker of surprise, and her movements couldn’t help but slow for a moment.

SWISH!

The Black-Clothed Man gritted his teeth, spun his body abruptly, and countless glints of cold light shot out from his clothes in all directions.

Flying Needles!

Blooming Flower Rain!

Murderous intent flashed in Mong Yu’s eyes as she continued to press her palm downward.

Her palm never made contact with him, yet the Black-Clothed Man’s head suddenly caved in by three inches, as if crushed by immense weight. His body went rigid, the life faded from his eyes, and he pitched forward, collapsing to the ground.

’Not good!’

Though she had killed him in a single blow, Mong Yu sensed that something was wrong.

Her Palm Force not only killed her enemy but also knocked all the scattered Flying Needles from the air. But this was just a diversion.

The Black-Clothed Man’s Killing Move was a Flying Saber.

A Flying Saber hidden amidst the storm of Flying Needles.

A flash of light from the blade shot straight for Zhu Ju’s throat.

The Black-Clothed Man knew that even if he went all out, he couldn’t wound a Second-Grade Grandmaster. But killing a Daoist wouldn’t be difficult.

As long as he killed the healing Daoist, there would be no one to cure the Crown Prince’s poison, and his objective would still be achieved.

THWACK!

The Flying Saber embedded itself in a wooden pillar, quivering continuously.

”Wuliang Celestial Venerable.” Zhu Ju lightly waved his Duster. Watching the Flying Saber that had just grazed past him, he spoke unhurriedly.

”This humble Daoist is truly blessed. I was lucky to escape that one.”

’Hmm?’

A strange expression appeared on Mong Yu’s face as her beautiful eyes glinted.

”What impressive skill, Daoist.”

’Lucky?’

’That Flying Saber wouldn’t have gone off course for no reason.’

Upper Three Grades!

’Just what is this Daoist’s background?’

”Daoist.”

Taking a deep breath, Mong Yu cupped her hands in a salute.

”This man was one of the Crown Prince’s personal guards. He was utterly loyal to the Marquis. I never imagined he would move against the Crown Prince.”

’Utterly loyal to the Marquis, but not necessarily to the Crown Prince.’

She paused for a moment before continuing.

”It is still a thousand li to the Divine Capital. I fear we will encounter more trouble along the way. Daoist, would you be able to...”

”This humble Daoist has other matters to attend to and cannot accompany you,” Zhu Ju cut her off directly.

”There is no need to persuade me further, young lady.”

”I see...” Mong Yu seemed lost in thought, then nodded. She reached down and grabbed the corpse from the floor.

”In that case, I will trouble you to treat the Crown Prince again tomorrow, Daoist. This servant will take her leave.”

Before she arrived, her original plan had been to force Zhu Ju to accompany them. But now, having witnessed his Cultivation, she had changed her mind.

It wasn’t that she lacked the confidence to subdue him, but having an unknown expert of the Upper Three Grades travel with them was equally dangerous.

Below the Third Grade, no matter what techniques he possessed, she was confident she could suppress him. But above the Third Grade was a different story.

Besides...

’Is he really only Third-Grade?’

Watching Mong Yu leave, Zhu Ju reached out and pulled the Flying Saber from the wooden pillar, idly turning it over in his hand.

”Martial Arts Intent?”

”Unity of Spirit and Body!”

The Black-Clothed Man had not stepped into the realm of Third-Grade Innate, but the moment he threw the Flying Saber, it was with the conviction that it would certainly hit its mark.

Fourth-Grade Peak?

As for Zhu Ju...

...although only a day had passed, he had already comprehended the Unity of Spirit and Body by using a Method from the True Martial Scripture.

”In the Main World, Cultivation centers on the Primordial Spirit. The higher one’s Cultivation, the less one relies on the Physical Body. It is said that upon reaching the Nascent Soul Realm, one can completely abandon the Physical Body and roam the world as a Primordial Spirit.”

”A nimble Divine Soul is what allows one to control the Power of Heaven and Earth and command Magical Artifacts as a Spirit Binder.”

Zhu Ju flexed his wrist.

”The Martial Arts of this world are different. After achieving the Unity of Spirit and Body, the Physical Body’s perception of the outside world becomes extremely sharp, comparable to an Acupoint Breaking Innate.”