Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 556: Chapter 553: Praying to the Spirits

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The scene before them had already exceeded their imagination.

This was completely different from the martial arts and flying knives they had imagined, almost miraculous.

Fascinated by the mystery of these flying knives, they were reluctant to leave, just wanting to take another look, see it all clearly.

Zhao Rongfei exclaimed, ”Marvelous! How did the Princely Heir master this knife?”

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, ”I started from when I entered Mingwu Hall and began cultivating the Breaking Realm Heart Method. Back then, inside the main hall of Mingwu Hall...”

He recounted the situation back then, omitting parts that couldn’t be spoken of.

He only mentioned the Dragon Transformation Technique and Void Sword Scripture, leaving Zhao Rongfei speechless in awe.

Admiring his genius.

Mingwu Hall held ancient inheritance, and their Golden Saber Sect also had ancient inheritance.

However, these inheritances were shelved high up, and at the beginning, someone tried to practice them.

Later, they found it was a waste of time, as cultivating the fundamental heart method of the Golden Saber Sect improved the realm faster.

In today’s world, the realm is what truly matters.

While the two were talking, several Evil Sect experts rushed in and were dealt with by the eight flying knives.

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The City Guards arrived late.

Six City Guard soldiers, dressed in dark green combat uniforms with red cloaks, arrived at the Feixue Tavern.

As soon as they entered the tavern and saw the corpses on the ground, their expressions immediately turned gloomy.

When they saw the eight flying knives suspended above Chu Zhiyuan’s head, their expressions turned even worse.

They instantly recognized Chu Zhiyuan’s identity.

Many did not know of the scene when Chu Zhiyuan fought upon entering the city, but the City Guards knew.

The situation at that time became legendary, spreading throughout all the City Guards within half a day.

All the City Guards knew that the Da Jing delegation had brought the Fourth Prince, Chu Zhiyuan.

A Great Grandmaster, with flying knife techniques so miraculous they could be controlled like living things.

Now they finally saw it with their own eyes.

Yet there was no excitement, only a headache.

So many people had died, and they were Evil Sect experts.

This meant that many Evil Sect experts had infiltrated Tianjing City, inevitably causing the citizens to panic.

By that time, not only the citizens but the nobility would be even more dissatisfied.

The good days for the City Guards were over, and hereafter they would be exhausted to the point of collapse, worse than cattle or horses.

Thinking of this, they felt both helpless and furious, glaring viciously at the pile of corpses.

The corpses had been dragged aside by Guo Chi and company and were slowly shrinking, with the first few assassins already reduced to bones.

As the six City Guard soldiers were examining the corpses, another ten Evil Sect experts charged from afar, directly rushing into the tavern, attacking Chu Zhiyuan.

The eight flying knives above Chu Zhiyuan’s head went forth, lightly skimming over a series of heads.

They fell a yard before Chu Zhiyuan, the light in their eyes dimmed and completely lifeless.

The six City Guard soldiers looked around angrily, came to the tavern entrance, their gaze as sharp as hawks, with hands on their sword hilts.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, ”These Evil Sect demons gathering here are a source of chaos. I am indeed to blame for implicating everyone, feeling quite guilty.”

Zhao Rongfei said, ”Without you, Princely Heir, they would still infiltrate Tianjing City to do evil! ...These demons, it’s best to kill them all.”

He said in a deep voice, ”What I admire most is the Princely Heir’s courage to slay demons mercilessly!”

He was vehemently against evil, wishing he could kill all the Evil Sect demons in the world.

Yet he felt his strength was limited, eager to slay the evil but powerless.

Chu Zhiyuan fulfilled his desire, slaying many Evil Sect demons, with at least a thousand dying by his hand.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, ”I hope others think like you, Young Master Zhao, and won’t blame me for attracting Evil Sect demons.”

Zhao Rongfei shook his head, about to speak, when he noticed a young man slowly entering the tavern.

This young man was lost in thought, his eyes vacant, his feet never stopping.

He was oblivious to the abnormality of Feixuelou.

Ignoring the City Guards standing at the tavern entrance, he continued to walk forward.

The six City Guards even stepped aside, allowing him to pass without stopping him.

Zhao Rongfei called out loudly, ”Old Wan! Old Wan!”

The tall and handsome young man gave a start, stepped forward, not even glancing at the six City Guard soldiers.

He approached the table, saw Chu Zhiyuan, and also saw Xiao Ruoling sitting opposite the window.

Suddenly seeing Xiao Ruoling’s exquisite face, he hesitated for a moment, then shifted his gaze to the eight flying knives above Chu Zhiyuan’s head.

His eyes were piercing, staring intently at the eight flying knives, then looked at Chu Zhiyuan, clasped his fists, and said, ”Are you the Fourth Prince?”

”Indeed, the Fourth Prince,” Zhao Rongfei said to Chu Zhiyuan, ”Princely Heir, this is Wan Bicheng of the Praying Spirit Sect.”

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists with a smile, ”Young Master Wan, pleased to meet you.”

Wan Bicheng clasped his fists, his gaze still fixated on the eight flying knives suspended in mid-air, exclaiming, ”I’ve heard of your great name for a long time, Princely Heir, so these are the flying knives!”

Chu Zhiyuan smiled at him.

Wan Bicheng’s gaze was fervent as he stared at the flying knives, eagerly asking, ”How powerful are these flying knives?”

Zhao Rongfei pointed to the pile of bones, ”All those who died under the flying knives were experts of the Evil Sect, with the more powerful being at the Grandmaster Realm and the weaker at the latter stages of the Innate Realm.”

”So formidable!” Wan Bicheng, excited, reached out to take a flying knife.

The eight flying knives simultaneously rose a foot, avoiding his fingers.

Wan Bicheng withdrew his hand, exclaiming, ”What a marvel!”

Chu Zhiyuan smiled at him without saying anything.

Zhao Rongfei, in an annoyed tone, said, ”Old Wan, that was quite disrespectful.”

Wan Bicheng was taken aback, came to his senses, then solemnly clasped his fists, ”My apologies, Princely Heir, please don’t be offended.”

Chu Zhiyuan laughed, ”It seems Young Master Wan is devoted to cultivation.”

”Yes, Old Wan is obsessed with cultivation, barely concerning himself with other matters,” Zhao Rongfei shook his head, ”He’s rather reckless, easily offending people.”

Chu Zhiyuan said, ”That can also be considered a kind of happiness.”

This could be called a martial arts fanatic, but his cultivation realm wasn’t too high, also at the third level of the Grandmaster Realm, comparable to Zhao Rongfei’s cultivation.

”Old Wan pursues martial skills,” Zhao Rongfei said, ”especially proficient in swordsmanship.”

Chu Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow, ”Isn’t the Praying Spirit Sect most adept at fist techniques?”

”Old Wan loves swordsmanship the most, and his swordsmanship is extraordinary,” Zhao Rongfei laughed, ”Though we’re at the same realm, if we were to truly fight, I couldn’t withstand ten of his moves.”

Chu Zhiyuan slowly nodded, ”Impressive.”

Wan Bicheng stared intently at him, ”Princely Heir, how about we have a duel?”

Chu Zhiyuan laughed, ”I also enjoy martial skills, we can spar in swordsmanship.”

Wan Bicheng said, ”Won’t the Princely Heir use the flying knives? How does this flying knife compare to my sword?”

Chu Zhiyuan laughed, ”When facing the flying knives, Young Master Wan, you might not even have the chance to draw your sword.”

Wan Bicheng said, ”I most want to experience these flying knives, to see just how strong they are.”

Chu Zhiyuan laughed, ”Alright, how about we go to the Four Directions Pavilion?”

”Nothing could be better,” Wan Bicheng quickly nodded.

Zhao Rongfei also nodded.

They immediately acted on their words, standing up and heading out, directly leaving the Feixue Tavern.

The City Guard soldiers did not hinder them, allowing them to leave.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head inwardly.

The City Guard soldiers were indeed negligent, utterly perfunctory, unbelievably not even asking him a question.

They stepped into the bustling crowd.

Chu Zhiyuan’s flying knives hovered above his head, occasionally shooting towards the distance, killing Evil Sect experts one by one.

This immediately caused chaos on the entire street.

By the time Chu Zhiyuan returned to the street of the Four Directions Pavilion, he had already killed thirty-three Evil Sect experts along the way.

Seeing such flying knives, Zhao Rongfei had already quelled his intention to spar with Chu Zhiyuan.

But Wan Bicheng became even more excited, his hand holding the sword trembling slightly, eager to act.

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