Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 442 - 439: The Door Appears

"It seems the Princely Heir is about to achieve Grandmaster Perfection." Su Qiuyan sighed.

She had personally witnessed Chu Zhiyuan’s rapid progress, breaking through Cultivation Realms as easily as drinking water.

If it weren’t for the guidance from a master, who advised him to slow down in the final two realms, he would have long reached Grandmaster Perfection.

She had never seen such a genius before.

The Ninth Prince was already a rare genius in the world. Practicing the Phoenix Cry Nine Heavens Technique, his future was limitless and he was certain to enter the Great Grandmaster stage.

But compared to Chu Zhiyuan, he was still quite lacking, consistently suppressed by him.

This time was no different.

Initially, it was thought that having rapidly advanced by two realms, he had closed the gap with Chu Zhiyuan, but Chu Zhiyuan still reached Grandmaster Perfection.

Li Hongzhao snorted, "He can’t advance to Great Grandmaster."

Su Qiuyan pondered silently.

Li Hongzhao turned to look at her, "Mr. Su? Can he advance to Great Grandmaster?"

"If it were an ordinary person, or even an average genius or talent, indeed they couldn’t advance to Great Grandmaster, advancing too quickly leads to unstable foundations." Su Qiuyan said.

"But?" Li Hongzhao detected the implication in her words, "He’s not an average genius, so those rules might not apply?"

"Yes." Su Qiuyan nodded gently, "These strict rules don’t apply to the Princely Heir, they are completely ineffective."

"... This fellow really is my nemesis!" Li Hongzhao said helplessly.

If it weren’t for Chu Zhiyuan, under the Phoenix Cry Nine Heavens Technique, his cultivation would be extremely aggressive, definitely the number one in the world.

Yet, Chu Zhiyuan, this troublesome star, insisted on suppressing him.

Of course, it was also because of this guy that his Phoenix Cry Nine Heavens Technique progressed so swiftly.

If one day, he surpassed him, the Phoenix Cry Nine Heavens Technique might instead come to a standstill.

That was the contradiction.

She both hoped for Chu Zhiyuan to be strong, and yet hoped he wasn’t too strong.

"Let’s go." She sighed, leaving dejectedly.

Chu Zhiyuan glanced in her direction, then continued further in, entering the courtyard, and sat cross-legged on the bed directly.

The Emperor Earth Scripture was activated.

Strands of golden light entered his body from the Earth Venerate Statue, nourishing his body.

During these days, the Heavenly Yuan Technique and Earth Origin Technique were continuously operating, always restoring his body, along with the Spirit Summoning Talisman.

His spirit, energy, and soul were all replenished.

Only the essence blood was lacking.

If it weren’t for the formidable Dragon Transformation Technique, making his body unbelievably strong, he wouldn’t have lasted till now.

A person is not made of iron; such unceasing battles without rest would exhaust the spirit and soul, and even the flesh couldn’t withstand it.

So, upon returning, the first task was to come to the villa, activate the Emperor Earth Scripture to nourish the body.

——

An hour later, he opened his eyes, the black and white of them shining like cold stars.

The original pallor and weakness had vanished, spirited and radiant as jade, more charming than ever before.

He felt like a treasured sword, sharpened by experience, sharper than before, yet with its edge withdrawn.

At this moment, the best description for him was "restrained brilliance".

He went to the courtyard and sat in a small pavilion.

In front of him stood Weng Qifeng.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Mr. Weng, how is it here?"

"Too bustling and lively," Weng Qifeng said helplessly, "Not a moment of peace all day."

This place was next to the Bright Moon Pavilion, and from the courtyard, one could hear the sounds of strings and flutes from the Bright Moon Pavilion, the melodious singing, and the bustling noise.

Outside the door was Phoenix Avenue.

It was crowded with horses and carriages, people coming and going, extremely lively.

Moreover, Yujing City was a city that never sleeps, bustling and lively at all times.

Not a moment of rest.

He stayed here for two days, really unaccustomed, as he had always lived at the city edge, used to the quiet.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, "If you want clarity of mind, you must refine the heart; how can the heart be tempered in quiet places?"

"... That’s true." Weng Qifeng reluctantly nodded.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, "Stay here, within the Inner City, at the most prosperous place, the experts of the Military Suppression Department are always nearby."

Weng Qifeng smiled.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "I can’t guarantee elsewhere, but here, no Evil Sect dares to come near."

Weng Qifeng laughed, "With the reputation of the Princely Heir now, those Evil Sect demons definitely wouldn’t dare to approach."

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head and said, "Still, don’t underestimate them... There is also a secret passage here, if there’s any trouble, immediately escape through the secret passage, the other end is inside the Bright Moon Pavilion."

"Okay." Weng Qifeng’s smile widened.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "With a calm mental state, look for ways to hone oneself and quickly breakthrough to Great Grandmaster."

"Naturally." Weng Qifeng sighed, "Never thought such a day would arrive."

Now thinking about it, it seems dreamlike.

He had always been drifting about, cautiously, even being at Grandmaster Perfection didn’t dare to show himself. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Simply because of being alone and weak.

Grandmaster Perfection is strong, but in the eyes of Evil Sect demons, it’s the best cultivation resource.

Staying in a strong sect was good; even if not so strong, at least having people around to help was fine.

Being alone, handling everything by oneself, just two or three Evil Sect Grandmasters could ruin oneself.

So careful again and again, hiding strength, blending with the world.

Entrusting oneself to the Prince Mansion was indeed a shortcut, always considered this move.

But the Prince Mansion wouldn’t take in someone with an unknown background like him, no door to enter.

The Princely Heir was open-minded, directly recruiting him into the Prince Mansion.

Though not entering the true Prince Mansion, just staying in the villa, it was still a place to settle, a place to establish oneself.

Since then, he could cultivate peacefully, no longer needing to be so cautious.

Thinking of this, he felt his heart suddenly sink, plunging into a mysterious realm.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled watching him enter a strange state without disturbing him.

Just quietly observing.

The space around Weng Qifeng seemed subtly distorted, with light bending.

As if his body was immersed in clear lake water, and the water gently undulated.

His body was also changing, becoming vague and indistinct.

Chu Zhiyuan’s sword-like eyebrows twitched.

Could it be he fell into an epiphany and then stepped into the Grandmaster Realm?

His Insight probed more carefully, not missing any slight change in him.

...

A moment later, Weng Qifeng opened his eyes, revealing a smile.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, "Mr. Weng, did you gain any insight?"

Weng Qifeng’s eyes shone with brilliance, extremely excited, "Princely Heir, haha, I finally see the gate to the Great Grandmaster! Hahaha..."

He couldn’t help but laugh aloud, gesturing animatedly.

Chu Zhiyuan cupped his fists and smiled, "Congratulations to Mr. Weng."

The appearance of the gate to the Great Grandmaster meant the Great Grandmaster was destined to be.

The most despairing thing was not finding the path, no matter how hard you try, not knowing where to exert effort, desperately cultivating yet clueless about directing strength.

It felt like standing atop a mountain, drawing a sword, looking around blankly, unaware of where the enemy was.

Finding the gate to the Great Grandmaster meant one could use their strength to push the door, eventually pushing it open.

Finding the gate to the Great Grandmaster indicated one foot had already stepped into Great Grandmaster.

Entering Great Grandmaster was only a matter of time.

Weng Qifeng sighed, "All thanks to the Princely Heir!"

Chu Zhiyuan waved it off with a smile, "I dare not claim such credit."

Weng Qifeng shook his head, "If it weren’t for the Princely Heir inviting me here, I’d probably never have hope in this lifetime."

He already understood the reason.

The opportunity for his breakthrough lay in the character "peace".

His lifelong search was for stability, peace, the character "peace".

At the moment of fulfilling his wish, the gate to the Great Grandmaster finally appeared.

If he remained restless at heart, he would never see the gate to the Great Grandmaster in his life.

Wasting a few more years, stepping into the threshold of eighty, this life’s hope of reaching Great Grandmaster would be gone.

That was opportunity, that was destiny.