Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 1087: Chapter 1083: Guanghan

Why attack Heavenly Sword Peak?

Why dare to attack Heavenly Sword Peak?

Clearly, things aren’t going smoothly over at the Qinglian Sea, either held up or outright ruined.

Chu Zhiyuan asked, ”Has the Sect Leader given any instructions?”

Dong Muyu replied, ”The Sect Leader said we need not worry; evil does not triumph over good.”

She wore an indifferent expression, seeming not to care about the current situation at all.

Chu Zhiyuan exchanged a glance with Li Hongzhao.

Li Hongzhao said, ”Senior Sister Dong...”

Dong Muyu waved her pale little hand, ”Alright, you all needn’t worry, our Heavenly Sword Sect is not so easily dealt with. No matter how capable these evil demons are, they are not our match!”

”Over at Qinglian Sea...” Li Hongzhao sighed, ”Shouldn’t that have been resolved already?”

”These evil demons must have resorted to some minor tricks, but ultimately they can’t stop us.” Dong Muyu said, ”The elders will return very soon.”

Li Hongzhao inquired, ”Can we ask for aid? Aren’t there the other Three Great Sects?”

Dong Muyu chuckled.

Li Hongzhao furrowed her brows, ”Do we not get along with the other Three Great Sects?”

”Should the elders truly fall, the other Three Sects would definitely come to help.” Dong Muyu explained, ”They won’t just watch Heavenly Sword Peak being breached, but they would secretly relish it.”

”Understood.” Li Hongzhao nodded.

She could comprehend this relationship.

Both competitive and cooperative.

Her bright eyes sparkled, she said slowly, ”Their lack of assistance proves there’s no major problem at Qinglian Sea.”

”Smart, Li.” Dong Muyu laughed.

She had to have it explained directly by the Sect Leader to understand this logic.

Yet Li Hongzhao saw through it in an instant, worthy of someone who was once an Emperor.

”Alright, Junior Brother, you should rest well. Perhaps the Black Crow Demon will come to disturb us, and we’ll need you to act.”

”Duty-bound!” Chu Zhiyuan responded solemnly.

Inside, he was secretly excited.

Inside the Demon Suppression Divine Palace, over a hundred golden lights were floating.

He felt it was not the time to absorb them, so he kept them stored.

Absorbing these wouldn’t open the ancestral acupoint, better to wait for one final push.

First open the ancestral acupoint, then gradually expand, ultimately achieving Perfection and mastering the Heavenly Yuan Technique completely.

He consumed a Spiritual Flower Pill, fully rejuvenating his energy, then began his sword training.

Under the moonlight, his sword movements varied from fast to slow, carrying a strange rhythm, graceful like an immortal.

Outwardly, the sword movements were light, but internally they surged like a rushing river.

True Yuan flowed copiously, becoming more robust, the Spiritual Essence from the Lao Gong Acupoint incessantly infused, transforming with the Sword Posture into True Yuan.

The purity of the Spiritual Abyss Energy was higher, thus the transformed True Yuan was also purer, and operated swiftly.

Others practicing the Heavenly Sword had to absorb Spiritual Energy from outside, transforming it into True Yuan, step by step hitting higher realms.

He didn’t have to undergo such hassles, directly injecting Spiritual Essence, converting it to True Yuan of the Heavenly Sword, keeping the True Yuan abundant for repeated circulations.

The Nine Transitions of the Qi Transformation Realm were actually about quantitative to qualitative transformation of the Dantian’s Qi.

Starting with abundance, then compressing, as True Yuan is pressed, its color would gradually change.

Firstly white, then black, followed by blue... finally golden.

This is Qi Transformation; it is refining True Yuan to be purer, quicker, and more forceful.

...

The next morning, before the sunrise, he rose from bed.

Just as he was about to train, he heard a clear call.

His spirit invigorated.

This meant enemies were coming again, another chance to earn merit.

He immediately opened the door and went to the courtyard, finding Li Hongzhao also stepping out, dressed in apricot yellow combat uniform, radiating heroism.

Before they could speak, Dong Muyu also emerged, beckoning them, and the three headed together towards the White Jade Square.

Dong Muyu yawned, trying to dispel the sleepiness from her face, full of annoyance, ”These evil demons truly deserve death, disturbing one’s peaceful dreams!”

Chu Zhiyuan asked, ”Did Senior Sister cultivate too late last night?”

”Not too late, I sleep as long as possible.” Dong Muyu snorted, ”The bloodline needs sleep, awakening in dreams.”

Chu Zhiyuan realized suddenly.

Dong Muyu turned to Li Hongzhao, ”Li, you should sleep more too, the more you sleep, the more the bloodline awakens, cultivating becomes faster, sharpening the axe won’t delay the job of chopping firewood.”

Li Hongzhao nodded gently, ”Thank you, Senior Sister.”

She truly didn’t know this key method, Dong Muyu’s guidance was important.

As they glided by, people occasionally greeted them.

Even disciples atop flying white cranes overhead greeted loudly.

”Junior Brother Chu.”

”Junior Brother Chu, have you rested well?”

”Junior Brother Chu, this time we’ll rely on you.”

Chu Zhiyuan returned each greeting with a fist salute, smiling warmly.

Li Hongzhao was watching on the side, shaking her head repeatedly, truly having created a good reputation.

Chu Zhiyuan had directly become a prominent figure at Heavenly Sword Peak; given his exceptional talent, he could likely continue maintaining it.

The trio landed in the circle of light, began operating the skill beneath their feet.

Their sights stretched afar.

Their view was most expansive here, seeing far into the distance.

The distant mountains layered on top of one another, extending endlessly.

The eastern sky already glowed with a red light.

The gentle breeze carried a biting chill, mingled with the freshness of the mountains and forests, invigorating the senses as it entered the nose.

The square was silent, with all the disciples staring into the distance, observing what evil demon was about to invade.

A light curtain was already slowly rising.

Li Hongzhao murmured, ”It shouldn’t be the Black Crow Demon.”

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

The Black Crow Demon had already proven to be no threat, instead being slaughtered utterly.

Unless they used these Black Crow Demons as cannon fodder, continuously depleting the power of Heavenly Sword Peak.

Otherwise, there was no reason to use the Black Crow Demon again.

”It’s coming!”

Suddenly, someone whispered.

Chu Zhiyuan had already seen twelve figures flying in the distance.

They were twelve colossal beings akin to The Immortal of Colossal Spirit.

They stood about five meters tall and three meters wide, forming a wedge-shaped formation in the void, creating a powerful oppressive force.

Each had a lion-like rough face, thick hair, eyes shining like essence, a massive nose, and teeth like saws, coldly glaring at Heavenly Sword Peak.

They floated in the air, seemingly not fast, yet in the blink of an eye, they were close at hand.

Dong Muyu’s face slightly changed, she said in a deep voice, ”Heaven-Swallowing Lion Demon!”

Chu Zhiyuan turned to look at her.

Dong Muyu whispered, ”These creatures are tougher than iron and stone, impenetrable to swords and spears; only a Venerable’s sword can break their defense.”

Chu Zhiyuan frowned.

Dong Muyu said, ”The trouble with the Black Crow Demon is its unpredictability, whereas this Heaven-Swallowing Lion Demon is genuinely tough. Your Demon Suppressing Saber...”

Chu Zhiyuan slowly nodded.

A flash of white light flew out from his sleeve, gracefully leaving the light curtain, shooting towards one of the Heaven-Swallowing Lion Demons.

That Heaven-Swallowing Lion Demon suddenly opened its mouth.

The void in front of its mouth suddenly rippled.

The ripples quickly spread, followed by a deafening roar.

The light curtain trembled slightly, then returned to normal.

Yet that white light was unaffected, directly striking its chest.

”Ding...” The flying knife was deflected.

Then it shot towards it again.

”Ding ding ding ding...”

The flying knife continually struck its chest or back, piercing its gray robe.

But each time, it was deflected, as if shot onto gold and stone, to no effect, unable to break through its defense.

”Haha...” The Immortal of Colossal Spirit-like lion demon laughed loudly toward the sky.

”Swoosh!” The flying knife suddenly accelerated, instantly shooting into its mouth.

”Uh...” The Immortal of Colossal Spirit-like lion demon abruptly stopped, motionless.

The flying knife swiftly shot out of its left eye socket, bringing a spray of blood.

The lion demon fell straight down, crashing to the foot of Heavenly Sword Peak.

A muffled sound echoed from afar, as if the earth shook slightly.

”Despicable coward!”

”Shameless brat!”

”If you have the guts, come out and fight!”

...

The remaining eleven Heaven-Swallowing Lion Demons halted in mid-air, repeatedly roaring, glaring toward Chu Zhiyuan.

”Great!” Dong Muyu exulted.

Chu Zhiyuan, however, looked solemn.

These Heaven-Swallowing Lion Demons were indeed troublesome, actually able to withstand the Autumn Water Divine Blade.

This was supposed to be a treasure sword that slices iron like mud.

”Hey, someone’s coming!” Dong Muyu suddenly said.

Chu Zhiyuan had already noticed a group of beauties drifting from afar, each beautiful, their demeanor like immortals, floating lightly as if flying.

”It’s Guanghan Palace!” Dong Muyu’s face changed slightly: ”Why have they come!”

”One of the Four Great Sects, Guanghan Palace?” Li Hongzhao asked hurriedly.

Dong Muyu nodded.

Li Hongzhao’s face changed slightly, looking toward Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan continued to control the flying knife, shooting at another Heaven-Swallowing Lion Demon.

While that group of women approached lightly, seemingly not seeing these Heaven-Swallowing Lion Demons.

As they neared these Heaven-Swallowing Lion Demons, a slender and graceful woman waved her jade hand.

A cluster of clear light flew out from her jade hand.

The clear light spread instantly in the air.

The eleven Heaven-Swallowing Lion Demons were instantly covered in frost, unable to move, then plummeted straight down.

”Boom boom boom boom...”

They fell directly to the mountain’s foot below, shattering into pieces.

Chu Zhiyuan watched, speechless.

The flying knife swiftly turned and darted back into his sleeve.

He solemnly watched these Guanghan Palace experts.