Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 1091: Chapter 1087: Bright Moon

He was reluctant to reveal his Shrinking Ground into Inches skill.

After all, as a master of the Qi Transformation Realm, having such Qinggong is too unbelievable.

If it attracts the covetous eyes of others, it could lead to big trouble.

Since he didn’t fully understand the true nature of this world or its ultimate power levels, displaying the Demon Suppressing Saber was already the limit.

”Junior Brother Chu, let us accompany you for a while,” Qi Qingmei said.

Chu Zhiyuan cupped his fist, showing a look of guilt: ”Thank you for your trouble.”

”Your cultivation is low, that’s nothing,” Qi Qingmei said gently.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled awkwardly.

Qi Qingmei looked at a young girl beside her: ”Xiao Lu.”

The girl pouted.

Her cherry-red lips glistened as if made of jelly.

Her face was only the size of a palm, with delicate features, beautiful and charming.

Under Qi Qingmei’s gradually fierce gaze, she reluctantly said, ”I’ll do it.”

With a flick of her hand, a white silk shot out from her sleeve.

The silver-white silk shimmered softly in the sunlight, like a nimble snake, wrapping around Chu Zhiyuan’s waist and pulling him forward rapidly as she said, ”Junior Brother Chu, I’ll lend you a hand.”

Chu Zhiyuan cupped his fist: ”Thank you, Senior Sister.”

The girl pulled him along swiftly, catching up with the other women, while curiously asking, ”Junior Brother Chu, can you really see through their deception?”

”I can’t say I see through everything, but if they have Demonic Qi or Demon Energy on them, I can probably sense it.”

Chu Zhiyuan replied.

The girl continued, ”You’re only at the Third Turn of Qi Transformation, right? You can already sense Demon Energy? Truly promising, and at such a young age, you have joined the Inner Sect. Your talent rivals that of Junior Sister Dong Muyu. Why haven’t I heard of your name before?”

Chu Zhiyuan, being so young and already an Inner Sect Disciple, clearly has exceptional talent.

Such disciples should be well-known.

Just like Dong Muyu, who was already famous even in the Outer Sect.

Disciples from the Four Great Sects all know about the top genius Dong Muyu of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Yet Chu Zhiyuan before them remains unknown, and at such a young age, it’s indeed peculiar.

Chu Zhiyuan said, ”I ascended from the Little Outer Heaven.”

”Oh, an outer world visitor!” The girl exclaimed with curiosity, ”I’m Lu Xiaolu from Guanghan Palace, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Visitors from the outer world to Heavenly Sword Peak are often old Emperors.

The one before them is so young.

Being able to ascend at such a young age marks him as a genius.

”An outer world visitor? Another one at Heavenly Sword Peak.”

”And so young, very promising.”

”Heavenly Sword Peak’s luck is improving.”

”Let’s survive this ordeal first before talking about luck.”

...

They floated along gracefully like fairies, continuously discussing and talking.

If you only looked at their appearance, each of them seemed like a Fairy descending to the mortal realm, with a cold and refined demeanor.

Listening to their dense chatter, however, would suddenly shatter the perspective of adoration.

Lu Xiaolu curiously observed Chu Zhiyuan, trying to identify the differences in this outer world visitor.

Chu Zhiyuan said, ”After all, my cultivation is too low, and I’m a burden. Truly, if a great enemy approaches, don’t worry about me. I have my own ways to ensure survival.”

”Don’t worry,” Lu Xiaolu waved her hand, ”These Evil Demons can’t harm us!”

No sooner had she spoken, than a group of blue-clad youths approached from afar.

Each wearing blue robes, tall and elegant, graceful and composed.

Swords hanging from their waists, adding to their suave and composed demeanor.

There were thirteen in all, each standing tall like a jade tree, capturing attention.

The ladies of Guanghan Palace immediately ceased their discussions, their beautiful faces tensing as they glared coldly at the newcomers.

Chu Zhiyuan thought they suspected the newcomers of being disguised Evil Demons and whispered, ”These must be brothers from the Fuyun Sect, right? ...I don’t think they’re disguised.”

The dashing ones were likely from Guiyang Sword Sect, while the graceful ones were disciples of the Fuyun Sect.

Lu Xiaolu snorted: ”That’s right, Fuyun Sect!”

Chu Zhiyuan promptly closed his mouth.

He quickly understood; their demeanor wasn’t defensive against Evil Demons, but rather directed at Fuyun Sect.

It seems the relationship between the two sects wasn’t that harmonious, but rather hostile.

The two groups slowly approached.

The leading youth, tall and handsome, clasped his hands with a smile and called out, ”Senior Sister Qi, a pleasure to meet you.”

”Don’t call me Senior Sister!” Qi Qingmei said coldly, ”Li Xinhe, what are you all here for?”

”Senior Sister Qi, how cold-hearted of you. We were ordered to assist at Qinglian Sea, so we came here first to understand the situation. Are you headed there too, Senior Sister Qi?”

”Yes, we’re going there. We’ll go ahead.”

”Why not travel together? It’s better to have company for mutual support,” Li Xinhe smiled, ”Past grievances are minor disputes between us. Against the Evil Demons at Qinglian Sea, we should unite against a common enemy.”

”No need.” Qi Qingmei said coldly, ”You go with Guiyang Sword Sect. Farewell.”

Saying this, she walked away, unwilling to entangle herself with Li Xinhe further.

Li Xinhe and his companions gazed at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan’s waist was still wrapped in white silk, an eye-catching splash of green among the group of flowers.

Chu Zhiyuan cupped his fist and said, ”Chu Zhiyuan from Heavenly Sword Peak, greetings to all Senior Brothers, please—!”

”From Heavenly Sword Peak?... A guide, right?” Li Xinhe laughed jovially.

”...Yes.” Seeing the women ignoring them, Chu Zhiyuan could only smile reluctantly, ”Senior Brothers, be cautious of Evil Demons disguising as masters from Guiyang Sword Sect or Guanghan Palace.”

Li Xinhe laughed, ”Thank you for your concern, Junior Brother Chu. We won’t be easily deceived.”

”Indeed,” Chu Zhiyuan sighed with relief.

Qi Qingmei let out a cold laugh, waving her hand, ”Let’s go.”

They left lightly, disappearing from the view of the Fuyun Sect masters in the blink of an eye.

Chu Zhiyuan fell into contemplation.

It seems Fuyun Sect has a method to distinguish Evil Demons?

He turned to Lu Xiaolu, the owner of the white silk, and posed this question.

”Hmph, Fuyun Sect possesses a Treasure named the Exorcism Treasure Mirror. Once near an Evil Demon, it will respond.”

”In that case, they’re carrying that mirror?”

Lu Xiaolu assured, ”Definitely carrying it, otherwise they wouldn’t dare approach us lightly.”

Chu Zhiyuan slowly nodded.

It seems this world has many Treasures as well, not to be underestimated.

His Demon Suppressing Divine Tree was not unique.

”The Exorcism Treasure Mirror only works at moments like this, is useless otherwise,” Lu Xiaolu pouted, ”Not worth coveting or envying.”

Chu Zhiyuan nodded with a smile.

Lu Xiaolu snorted, ”It’s far inferior to our Bright Moon Divine Sword.”

She pouted towards Qi Qingmei: ”That’s the sword.”

Chu Zhiyuan followed her gaze towards Qi Qingmei’s waist, noticing the antique sword sheath, which showed no oddities.

Lu Xiaolu said, ”When the Bright Moon Divine Sword is drawn, no Evil Demon can withstand it, unlike your Heavenly Swords which can only strike thrice... Our sect has nine of these Bright Moon Divine Swords.”

Chu Zhiyuan asked in amazement: ”Is the Bright Moon Divine Sword stronger than the Heavenly Sword?”

Lu Xiaolu said, ”Of course, our Bright Moon Divine Sword is more powerful!”

Chu Zhiyuan said, ”Not so, right? Our Heavenly Sword should be stronger.”

”Our Bright Moon Divine Sword is stronger!” Lu Xiaolu rolled her eyes at him.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.

Listening to their banter, the other women smiled and shook their heads.

Their speed was extremely fast, in a flash they were ten miles away, and encountered another group of youths.

Each was strikingly handsome, especially the leader among the thirteen.

From afar, the leader of the group cupped his hands, preparing to speak when Chu Zhiyuan whispered, ”Fake.”

This softly spoken word simultaneously echoed in the ears of the thirteen women.

At the same time, a flash of white light shot from his sleeve towards the leading youth.

”Attack!”

Qi Qingmei commanded sharply.

The longsword on her waist turned into a bright moon, elegantly moving towards the thirteen youths opposite them.

Except for Lu Xiaolu, the other eleven women simultaneously drew their swords, transforming into streaks of light shooting towards the youths.

The sun was bright in the sky, yet a bright moon rose there.

In astonishing spectacle of a dual moon.

Chu Zhiyuan and Lu Xiaolu stood by observing.

The Flying Knife had already struck the handsome youth at the lead.

It exploited the moment when the Bright Moon Divine Sword captivatd his attention to find an opening.