Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 136: Chapter 134 Designation

Dragon Fat Fragrance, just from the name, you know it’s related to dragons.

He already possesses Dragon Blood Stone, Dragon Bone, Dragon Ball, Dragon Blood Pearl, and many other dragon-related treasures.

Each of these treasures can be of great assistance, allowing the Dragon Transformation Technique to progress rapidly.

This made him suspect that everything about him was under the Emperor’s control—his cultivation progress, at which stage he would need certain wonders, the Emperor knew it all.

He was certain the Emperor had also mastered the Dragon Subduing Scripture, the three techniques of the Taiqing Primordial Sect, and the Void Sword Scripture of the Yu Xu Sword Sect.

The Emperor’s progress back then wasn’t as fast as his, but it was extremely swift, surpassing all the princely heirs and princes, leaving them far behind.

Just like himself now.

More importantly, he created the Jade Lock Gold Barrier Skill.

How important is the Breakthrough Technique, risking deviation at every turn.

If he didn’t have a profound understanding of the Dragon Subduing Sect, Yu Xu Sword Sect, and Taiqing Primordial Sect, how could he dare to blend their martial arts into the Jade Lock Gold Barrier Skill?

His aptitude might surpass even the one this body possesses.

But he has Super Sense, so his progress is faster.

Though the Emperor clearly pays attention to him, he still doesn’t favor Prince Qing Mansion. Is he still angry with his father Chu Minghou?

How great must the anger be to last for thirty years?

Just because he pleaded for the Second Prince Jing?

Chu Zhiyuan increasingly felt that the depths of this matter were unfathomable.

Operating the first layer of the Dragon Transformation Technique, with palm holding the Dragon Fat Fragrance, he quickly felt a strand of peculiar aura entering his meridians.

Instantly, his meridians felt as if they were burning.

The peculiar aura was like sulfuric acid, burning hot wherever it went, and after circulating the meridians, the body seemed to ignite.

It was like being in the midst of a fierce fire.

This sensation was no different from enduring punishment by fire, as if even the soul was being burned.

Super Sense kept him conscious.

Under Insight, the changes in the meridians were clear to see, with an apparent increase in resilience, the effects were immediate.

He continued to operate the first layer of the Dragon Transformation Technique, with peculiar aura continuously entering his body, and amidst the burning pain, his meridians absorbed these energies and became even more resilient.

When he felt his meridians could no longer absorb and had reached their limit, he stopped and found that the Dragon Fat Fragrance in his hand had already shrunk by half.

Only half remained.

Despite feeling like an eternity had passed, Super Sense reminded him it was just an hour.

That one hour felt like a year.

Recalling yesterday’s scenes felt like a year ago.

This wasn’t just due to pain; he felt this strange fragrance influenced the brain, especially affecting the brain’s perception of time.

Afterwards, he operated the Blood Purification Technique.

The Blood Purification Technique caused meridian damage, and then he operated the first layer of the Dragon Transformation Technique again, with the peculiar fragrance once more entering the meridians to start repairs.

After repairing, he operated the Blood Purification Technique again, reaching the limit, and then the first layer of the Dragon Transformation Technique.

This cycle continued until the Dragon Fat Fragrance completely disappeared.

Twelve Binding Dragon Ropes lay dormant in the twelve meridians, ready to strike.

Chu Zhiyuan did not rush to start the breakthrough.

He left Listening to Waves Courtyard.

Dusk settled, with lights just being lit around.

He strolled out of Prince Qing Mansion, leisurely heading to the new residence beside the Thick Earth Sect.

Prince Qing Mansion Street was spotless.

Two teams of guards patrolled in turns, each with solemn expressions, full of essence qi, saluting him with fist to palm as he passed.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded slightly and continued forward.

As soon as he left Prince Qing Mansion Street, it was like entering another world, bustling with noise, and when he reached Phoenix Avenue, it was even more prosperous.

The crowded streets were mostly filled with people finishing their day’s work, accompanied by spouses and children, young ones playing and running, weaving through the crowd, while adults reprimanded them.

More were martial artists, carrying swords at the waists, full of spirit, eyes glinting sharply, seemingly ready to act at any moment.

Chu Zhiyuan, amidst the Four Spirit Array of Guo Chi and others, furrowed his sword-like brows slightly.

Among the crowd, he sensed a faint scent of blood.

Focusing intently, he found this scent of blood coming from some people, and atop their heads was a layer of black aura.

Black aura shrouded like dark clouds.

Chu Zhiyuan was puzzled, as this was something he hadn’t seen before.

Did these people just not appear in front of him before, or was it due to the evolution of Super Sense that he could now see these dark clouds?

In passing, there were a total of three dark clouds corresponding to three men, either young or middle-aged, all with decent cultivation.

Amazingly, one was a Grandmaster.

Chu Zhiyuan pondered.

Among these three, he remembered two, which indicated these clouds could only be seen after Super Sensory Evolution.

But why was there a faint scent of blood?

The scent was like that of fresh blood, wafting from afar, unpleasant to smell.

He suddenly stopped.

Amidst the bustling crowd, Huang Shiron moved gracefully with two white-robed maidens, agile as fish.

”Princely Heir.” Huang Shiron’s figure flashed, suddenly speeding up to appear not far in front of Chu Zhiyuan.

Guo Chi and his group stepped back.

Huang Shiron approached and clasped her hands, smiling: ”Congratulations, Princely Heir.”

She already knew Chu Zhiyuan had become a Grandmaster.

At twenty years old, becoming a Grandmaster was more astonishing than herself.

She didn’t feel much jealousy.

She had long known of Chu Zhiyuan’s rapid advancement and his remarkable intuition, which could not only foresee danger but greatly benefit cultivation as well.

Moreover, their identities were very different, posing no competition.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled slightly: ”Master Huang, you’ve become a Grandmaster, yet your position hasn’t changed?”

”Positions in the Military Suppression Department rely on merit; without the merit, it doesn’t matter.”

”Have you not dealt with a few evil sect fiends?”

Huang Shiron said: ”Strangely, evil sect fiends have tucked their tails and avoided Yujing.”

In normal circumstances, Yujing should be infiltrated by many evil sect fiends causing trouble at this time.

Despite the presence of many experts in the Military Suppression Department, they do not intimidate the evil sect fiends, who have never been afraid.

Chu Zhiyuan pointed with his mouth: ”What’s the background of these two?”

Huang Shiron followed his gaze, landing on a father and son pair.

The two men, one middle-aged and one young, had such similar features that it was evident at first glance they were father and son.

It wasn’t just their appearance, but their manner was as if cast from the same mold.

”They are Deng Tonghe and Deng Yifan of the Chengxin Sect, quite well-known,” Huang Shiron frowned slightly: ”Do they have issues?”

She was quick-witted. After Chu Zhiyuan mentioned the evil sect fiends and then pointed out these two, it was clear they were the evil sect fiends.

Chu Zhiyuan said: ”I just feel something is off, whether they are from an evil sect is hard to say.”

Huang Shiron’s expression turned solemn. Retracting her gaze, she turned to Wen Qianqian and Xu Mengyu, whispering: ”Have a look into this father and son duo.”

”It would be best to follow them.” Chu Zhiyuan said: ”I can’t tell what’s wrong, it’s just a feeling.”

Then he pointed with his mouth toward a passing brown-clothed old man: ”And that one too.”

”This one is new,” replied Huang Shiron.

Her photographic memory allowed her to walk this street every day and remember nearly every person passing through, even in such a bustling crowd.

She could identify at a glance who was new.

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his hands and smiled: ”I’m going to the new residence for seclusion.”

”How many days does the Princely Heir plan on staying in seclusion?”

”It could be a day, perhaps five or six days,” Chu Zhiyuan replied: ”It depends on whether things go smoothly.”

”Are you attempting another breakthrough?” Huang Shiron asked.

Having seen the Copper Tower, she knew it wasn’t something breakable in a short time; it required long-term wear and slow accumulation to overcome.

”Yes, I need to quickly break through the first layer of the Copper Tower.”

”As expected of the Princely Heir,” Huang Shiron smiled.

Chu Zhiyuan arrived at a bed in the new residence, starting to challenge the first layer of the Copper Tower.

Meanwhile, Huang Shiron mobilized her crew to investigate those three individuals.