Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 1077: Chapter 1073: Ascension

If one gets on in years and has been an Emperor for a long time, they may become weary of it.

But the current Emperor has only just begun to rule, and she is doing an excellent job, her prestige has been rising, deeply loved by the people.

Moreover, she is in her prime, yet unmarried, and has not experienced the beauty of mortal life, like a flower just blooming.

At this time, how could she possibly think of leaving?

Leaving the people who love and support her, leaving this prosperous dynasty, leaving this supreme throne?

The vast Tianjing City, people are all looking up at the increasingly grand Emperor’s Sword.

The Emperor’s Sword grows brighter and brighter.

They all clearly saw the scenes reflected on the Emperor’s Sword.

They saw billions of people prostrating in worship, dancing in ritual.

They saw billions of people toiling in mountain forests, fishing in small boats amidst the waves.

These scenes bypass the constraint of distance, projecting clearly before their eyes.

They were inexplicably moved, as if they were inside the scene, transformed into one among them.

They toiled together, fought for survival on the sea, worshiped the Emperor together.

Their spirits became tranquil and far-reaching, their souls cleansed and harmonious.

All selfish and cluttered thoughts were eliminated, leaving only fundamental reverence.

Reverence and admiration for the Emperor’s Sword.

Chu Zhiyuan’s eyes slightly narrowed.

The Super Sense revealed, the Emperor’s Sword seemed to transform into a massive vortex.

Threads of golden light drifted from all directions towards this huge vortex.

The vortex gradually emitted golden light, and as more golden light surged from all directions, the golden light grew even more intense.

The golden light made the Emperor’s Sword even brighter, transforming into a rising sun.

The ten thousand golden rays shone, impossible to look at directly.

Chu Zhiyuan immediately knew, the hour had truly come, Li Hongzhao was about to ascend.

Inexplicably, a sense of reluctance and worry surged in his heart.

Even though his intuition told him there was no danger in this ascension, he was still inexplicably worried.

A stream of light flew from his sleeve, shooting swiftly towards Li Hongzhao.

Li Hongzhao stood solemnly, gazing up at the sky, her beautiful face under the golden light carrying an aura of divinity, like a goddess.

She still gazed at the Emperor’s Sword, yet suddenly reached out with a jade hand to catch the stream of light.

It turned out to be a transparent small knife.

Exquisite and delicate, like an ice sculpture.

She turned her head to look at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan said, ”Take it with you.”

Li Hongzhao nodded lightly.

This drew the attention of the surrounding Imperial Family, who all glared at Chu Zhiyuan.

And under the shine of the golden light, this scene was also seen by everyone in Tianjing City.

They buzzed with discussion.

”Who is this?”

”Don’t recognize him? That’s the Prince Yuan of Da Jing!”

”So, that’s Prince Yuan?”

”I’ve heard of him for a long time, today I finally see him in person!”

”He and our Emperor are quite a match.”

”Shh—!”

”What’s there to not talk about? This Prince Yuan’s merits are immense, he has done great work for Da Meng, and met our Emperor when they were both obscure.”

”But he’s still the Princely Heir of Da Jing.”

”So what, as long as he becomes the Emperor’s man, he’s naturally one of us, Da Meng people.”

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Chu Zhiyuan didn’t hear these discussions, nor did he care about them.

The Super Sense continued to focus on the insight of the Emperor’s Sword, observing the minute details of the ascension without missing any change.

The Emperor’s Sword, like a massive vortex, after the golden light burst forth, began to emanate powerful energy.

The vast, magnificent power did not disperse, but concentrated on a point.

The next moment, golden light shone from Li Hongzhao, her form no longer visible, only a silhouette could be seen.

Chu Zhiyuan called out loudly, ”How is it?”

Li Hongzhao’s voice drifted over, ”Very well, I am going too!”

As soon as she said this, she transformed into a golden light, shooting straight towards the Emperor’s Sword.

The Emperor’s Sword once again erupted in dazzling golden light.

Between heaven and earth, only golden light existed, causing people to close their eyes, yet tears still flowed freely.

But before their eyes still remained the sight of Li Hongzhao turning into golden light and shooting towards the Emperor’s Sword.

Chu Zhiyuan also closed his eyes, yet the Super Sense continued to provide insight.

The vortex formed by the Emperor’s Sword suddenly spun.

Originally, it had been absorbing the Power of Merit and the Power of Faith from between heaven and earth, but now it emitted a ray of golden light.

The golden light shot towards the sky, directly reaching into the depths of the dark clouds.

A moment later, a golden pillar of light that connected heaven and earth slowly descended, falling onto the Heaven-Reaching Altar, onto Li Hongzhao in the center of the altar.

With a diameter of one meter, it pierced through heaven and earth.

Li Hongzhao turned to glance at Chu Zhiyuan, then lifted off the ground.

Her yellow robe fluttered, the bead curtain of the Emperor’s Crown swayed, as she ascended inside the light pillar, shooting directly into the clouds.

Before vanishing, she waved at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan waved with a smile.

An Immortal Mountain seemed to faintly appear among the clouds.

The mountain’s towering ridges, dense forests, crossed by flying cranes, upon which sat immortals in wide robes and large sashes.

The cranes’ calls seemed to echo from afar in every person’s heart.

Along with the cranes’ calls came the soft sounds of bells and zithers.

The cranes’ calls, bell sounds, and zither chords, along with these picturesque peaks and ridges, made people yearn with admiration.

This seemed to be an Immortal Mountain.

Is this the destination for the Da Meng Emperor’s ascension?

Chu Zhiyuan’s spirit was also uplifted.

He clearly felt that this was not an illusion, not a phantasm, but a real existence.

Obviously, this is the Heavenly Sword Sect.

What kind of being is this Heavenly Sword Sect, what kind of cultivation does such a divine artifact as the Emperor’s Sword undertake?

The avatar of the Emperor’s Sword gathers the people’s hearts and the Power of Merit, but what about the Emperor’s Sword itself?

Does it also gather people’s hearts and the Power of Merit?

What kind of world is Biyuan Heaven, where the Heavenly Sword Sect is located?

His heart was brimming with curiosity, just waiting for Li Hongzhao to arrive, so he could understand it clearly along the way.

On the Immortal Mountain among the clouds, one could see Li Hongzhao wafting down.

A white crane crossed the sky in mid-air, catching Li Hongzhao just right, carrying her towards the peak of the Immortal Mountain.

By this time, the scene of Heavenly Sword Mountain gradually started to fade.

Until Li Hongzhao descended from the white crane, floating onto a White Jade Square.

This White Jade Square is broad, connected by ninety-nine White Jade Steps, leading to a tall palace.

The three large words, Heavenly Sword Palace, shimmer in the sunlight, shining brightly along with the glazed tiles of the palace roof.

By now, the scene dissipated, the celestial anomaly in the sky disappeared.

The Emperor’s Sword was already nowhere to be seen.

Under the Super Sense, the Emperor’s Sword was still visible.

The Emperor’s Sword was no longer as solid as before, as if submerged in a lake, indistinct and ephemeral.

This evidently expended immense power and needed a respite.

Chu Zhiyuan felt satisfied, sensing he finally understood the mystery of this ascension.

The Emperor’s Sword, after absorbing the Power of Faith, Power of Wish, and Power of Merit, injected it into the Emperor’s Sword body, which then cast down power, breaking the constraints of space, guiding Li Hongzhao into the Heavenly Sword Sect of Biyuan Heaven.

He focused deeply, sensing the aura of that Flying Knife.

To be cautious, no thought was infused into this Flying Knife; it was not a clone but merely connected with his heart and spirit.

He could sense it, ready to reach the side of this Flying Knife at any time.

He felt that now was not the time, needed to wait a bit, for Li Hongzhao to stabilize, and then he would follow.

Moreover, he had some other gains.

The Faith Power in his mind increased once more.

The previous scene made the people of Da Meng recall his merits in eradicating the Evil Sect, causing a significant surge in his Faith Power.

He turned his head to look at the bewildered Imperial Family and Li Biyang.

Li Biyang wore a look of excitement.

The current Li Hongzhao was the future him.

Seeing this real and undeniable ascension scene, he was filled with fighting spirit, eager to cultivate desperately now and ascend as soon as possible.

Chu Zhiyuan cupped his fists to Li Biyang, ”Allow me to take my leave first.”

Li Biyang was about to speak, but Chu Zhiyuan disappeared with a smile.

Li Biyang sighed helplessly.