Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 580: Chapter 576 Guidance

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Meng Gengbai shook his head and said, ”The wonders of flowing water and clear wind that I know seem not to fully capture the exquisite essence of Sword Technique.”

Chu Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow and said, ”Then practice and let me see.”

Meng Gengbai, as a direct disciple of the Praying Spirit Sect, certainly had great insight.

Chu Zhiyuan was very skilled in swordsmanship and took it very seriously, believing that art is close to the way.

However, the rule of this world is that the Realm is everything, and one shouldn’t delay their cultivation Realm due to swordsmanship.

Therefore, when he saw someone deeply studying swordsmanship, he found it rare and commendable.

If there were no conflicts of interest, he would lend a hand when possible.

For example, this Meng Gengbai was clearly a martial arts enthusiast, extremely obsessed with swordsmanship.

This Flowing Wind Sword Technique was very exquisite, ranking second in his own sword techniques.

Mastering this Sword Technique, although it couldn’t rival the White Rainbow Form, was already rarely matched in the world.

Such a marvelous Sword Technique indeed required sufficient insight.

”Please guide me, Princely Heir.” Meng Gengbai asked solemnly, drawing his sword and slowly launching a Sword Move.

Chu Zhiyuan stared at his Sword Moves, sensing the Mental Realm within.

Light and soft, the charm of flowing water and clear wind was infused within.

But indeed, it lacked power.

Being solely gentle led to losing the intent to kill, only having gentility without weight.

After Meng Gengbai performed nine forms, he stopped and looked at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan laughed and said, ”Allow me to perform it once.”

Meng Gengbai’s eyes immediately lit up, fixed on Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan drew the Qingying Sword and began practicing the Flowing Wind Sword Technique.

Lightness and heaviness merged into one, like a gentle breeze brushing across a tranquil pool.

Combining lightness and weightlessness into one, it had a particularly graceful and vigorous charm.

Meng Gengbai watched with burning eyes, excited beyond words, gripping his sword so tightly that veins protruded, eager to practice it himself immediately.

Once Chu Zhiyuan finished the nine forms, he looked at Meng Gengbai.

Meng Gengbai hurriedly said, ”Let me try it again.”

He swung his sword again, practicing the Flowing Wind Sword Technique, and the Sword Posture and charm changed drastically.

There was already six or seven-tenths of the Divine Charm that Chu Zhiyuan had displayed.

This was like breaking through a barrier of paper.

Meng Gengbai had enough insight to grasp the essence of the gentle wind and flowing water.

He just integrated them in the wrong direction, blending towards gentility.

Chu Zhiyuan pointed out a different direction of integration, and he immediately understood.

He soon mastered the essence, only needing to slowly familiarize himself with it.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded in satisfaction.

With this sword technique, Meng Gengbai’s strength would increase significantly.

Meng Gengbai sheathed his sword, gratefully praising, ”Indeed worthy of being the Princely Heir.”

Chu Zhiyuan laughed and said, ”Young Master Meng, you were just a bit off.”

Meng Gengbai shook his head and said, ”For years, I’ve pondered deeply but could never find the way.”

He was most struck by the difference in natural talent.

He knew that Chu Zhiyuan, the Fourth Prince of Da Jing, possessed unmatched talent, rare in the world.

In fact, he was somewhat unconvinced, feeling that if he were also a princely heir, he might achieve the same.

The White Rainbow Form’s Sword Technique amazed him, revealing his own narrow vision.

Thus, he brought out this Sword Technique he had pondered over for years but couldn’t comprehend, seeking instruction.

Yet his years of contemplation were no match for a single glance from Chu Zhiyuan.

This gap indeed led to despair.

Chu Zhiyuan said, ”Sometimes understanding martial arts requires a bit of luck.”

”This isn’t luck.” Meng Gengbai shook his head.

He was well aware that this was not luck.

Chu Zhiyuan was able to perform this Sword Technique as if he had diligently practiced it for decades.

This could not be achieved by luck.

Even if he comprehended it, it would take years of effort to reach such a level.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and shook his head, no longer being modest.

Zou Fang suddenly turned to look, then turned to Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

Zou Fang rose to open the door, and Su Qiuyan entered with a young man and a middle-aged man.

Meng Gengbai, sensing the situation, excused himself and left.

Chu Zhiyuan personally escorted him to the door, smiling, ”Young Master Meng, your Praying Spirit Sect has been researching how to crack the hidden auras of the Evil Sect’s minions, right?”

”Yes, my martial uncles and elders have been studying this method of hiding auras these past two days.”

”Any progress?”

”...It seems not.” Meng Gengbai gently shook his head, ”This mental method seems ordinary, but the key is that it integrates Outer Heaven Power, making it difficult to break.”

”Can’t the Evil Extermination Divine Palm break this Outer Heaven Power?”

”Not yet.” Meng Gengbai shook his head, ”The Evil Extermination Divine Palm can’t break this Outer Heaven Power; it’s a very peculiar strength.”

Chu Zhiyuan nodded solemnly, ”It must be resolved quickly, more and more minions are infiltrating the city.”

”...We will do our best.” Meng Gengbai said.

He couldn’t respond to this matter; it was of great importance, and he didn’t have enough standing or authority.

He couldn’t help but look at the young man who entered with Su Qiuyan, clasped his hands in salute, and said, ”Brother Yang.”

The young man’s appearance was ordinary, easily overlooked in a crowd.

He clasped his hands with a smile and nodded, ”Junior Brother Meng, how fortuitous.”

Meng Gengbai said, ”Brother Yang, I’ll take my leave first.”

”Very well, we’ll meet again in a few days.” The young man smiled, clasping his hands.

Meng Gengbai once again clasped his hands to Chu Zhiyuan and then left the small courtyard.

Su Qiuyan laughed and said, ”Princely Heir, let me introduce, this is the Deputy Platform Director of the Rain Listening Platform.”

She pointed to the ordinary-looking young man and smiled, ”Yang Tianluo, a direct disciple of the Wuxiang Sect.”

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, ”A direct disciple of the Wuxiang Sect, it’s an honor. I hadn’t heard of the Deputy Platform Director of the Rain Listening Platform before.”

He thought that this Yang Tianluo could very well be the formidable newcomer Xu Jingwen mentioned.

”The newly added position at the Rain Listening Platform,” Su Qiuyan laughed, ”Young Master Yang is extremely skilled, especially unmatched in tracking techniques.”

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and clasped his hands, ”Master Yang, thank you for your effort.”

Yang Tianluo smiled and returned the gesture, ”Princely Heir, you’re too kind. Feel free to give any instructions.”

Chu Zhiyuan nodded and looked at the other middle-aged man.

Su Qiuyan smiled and said, ”The Deputy Platform Director of the Wind Listening Platform, Master Lei Zhengyang.”

Lei Zhengyang clasped his hands and smiled, ”We are here under the Emperor’s orders to assist the Princely Heir. If you have any orders, we will do our utmost.”

Chu Zhiyuan nodded in approval, ”Master Lei, straightforward. Please take a look here.”

He walked into a small pavilion, pointing to the hanging map, his fingers tracing a few red lines, ”These are the main altars of the Evil Sects. I can only sense their directions, but cannot pinpoint their locations. I need your assistance.”

The two looked at the map and immediately understood Chu Zhiyuan’s meaning.

The two pondered.

Chu Zhiyuan asked, ”Can the Wind Listening Platform and the Rain Listening Platform detect these main altars of the Evil Sects?”

”We can give it a try!” The two exchanged a glance, their expressions solemn.

This wasn’t easy.

It seemed that there were clear directions on the map, but what about the range?

For instance, a marked main altar of the Demon Heart Sect on the map was southwest. Along this path, there were mountains and rivers, but that didn’t define the range in the southwest.

Chu Zhiyuan said, ”Search within a one-mile radius; the margin of error should not exceed one mile.”

”That should be fine.” The two breathed a sigh of relief.

A one-mile radius was relatively manageable for the two platforms.

Chu Zhiyuan said, ”The sooner, the better. The main altars of the Heavenly Heart Sect and the Yuding Sect are estimated to be broken within ten days.”

Lei Zhengyang said solemnly, ”I’ll have my subordinates start today!”

Chu Zhiyuan smiled.

He looked at Yang Tianluo.

Yang Tianluo spoke solemnly, ”We’ll start today.”

Chu Zhiyuan laughed, ”With the help of both of you, I believe we can soon clear out the main altars of these Evil Sects.”

Yang Tianluo laughed and asked, ”Does the Princely Heir know Meng Gengbai of the Praying Spirit Sect?”

Chu Zhiyuan nodded, ”We just discussed Sword Techniques together.”

Yang Tianluo said, ”The Princely Heir lowers himself to make friends, truly admirable!”

Chu Zhiyuan waved it off, ”I’m not lowering myself; I just enjoy making friends through martial arts. Is this against convention?”

”Not at all, Princely Heir is overthinking.” Yang Tianluo quickly said.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, ”The young talents of Da Meng are impressive, truly enviable.”

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