Imperial Cultivation

Xiao Ruoyu, still fuming, said, "Even my brother-in-law is too tolerant! How can he endure this? Why didn't he slap him a few times!"

"It's truly outrageous!" Duke Anguo frowned, sighing, "Duke Kangguo is failing to educate his son!"

A Duke shares honor with the nation, with hereditary succession. This is the great legacy created by our ancestors. While descendants inherit the glory and peerage, they also inherit responsibility.

They shouldn't be complacent, shouldn't be arrogant because of it, thinking the Emperor wouldn't dare to do anything to them, wouldn't dare to punish them regardless of the imperial decree granting immunity.

Song Tianhai is relying on his merits and becoming arrogant. How can he not incur the Emperor's displeasure?

Look at the Qing Prince's mansion, look at the Jing Prince's mansion. This is the fate of those the Emperor dislikes.

If princes are treated like this, what more a Duke's mansion?

Young people are too muddled, completely ignorant.

Competing with the Third Young Master, Chu Zhiyao, was already foolish. I originally wanted to advise Duke Kangguo, but after all, the two families had become in-laws, and it wasn't appropriate for an outsider to say much.

Now it seems, I have to speak up.

Xiang Yingsheng snorted, "Too hot-blooded! Is this what it means to be young!"

Others think I am outstanding, but talent is limited in martial arts, there is really no way, but in being an official, I am more confused than anyone else.

Song Tianhai said angrily, "If it were you, I would give you a few slaps on the spot. If you dare to scold me, I'll slap you once, and if you scold me again, I'll slap you again, until you don't even dare to fart!"

Xiao Ruoyu smiled, "Father is still more shrewd and calculating."

"That's where his strength lies," Duke Anguo snorted. "Do you think Young Master Yuan wouldn't be angry? Anyone would be angry. Venting it out is a skill. Anyway, I am the Young Master, who can do anything to me?"

"Haha—" Xiao Youping stroked his beard and chuckled, very pleased.

Breaking through the eleventh level of the Jade Tower in one go was already the limit of what the body could withstand, but to break through the seventeenth level of the Jade Tower,

the required true energy would be doubled.

It was that the tiny capillaries were broken, seeping blood.

Song Tianhai snorted.

A good reputation will lead to constant setbacks.

Duke Anguo frowned.

Super-sensory insight.

Pure, cold energy entered his fingers, washing over his mind.

Does he even have the concept of ruler and subject in his eyes?

"Forget it? How could it be!" Xiao Youping said, "If Xiao Ruoling hadn't beaten Duke Kangguo half to death, how could it be forgotten! Does he really think a Young Master can be humiliated at will?"

"I would be crazy to talk to the Emperor about protecting my own!" Xiao Youping said, "I protect my own, but does the Emperor not protect his own?"

The Ziyang True Scripture had already flashed into his agile mind, comparing it with the Xiaoziyang Formula in operation. At the same time, a series of notes on Grandmaster martial arts flashed in his mind.

He felt as if he had become a super brain.

Amidst the surging blood, he gathered those rolling purple energies, divided them into seventeen strands, and entered the dantian from different meridians, proceeding in order, running along the Sword Washing Formula from the dantian.

"Him—" Duke Anguo pointed at him: "So much spirit for so many years."

Immediately, he felt a change in his body, his thinking became sharper and smarter.

He smiled and looked at Xiang Yingsheng: "Satisfied?"

Will the next step be to think that he can replace him?!

A roar in his ears, stars flashing before his eyes, and then a great burst of light.

Based on his current physical condition and the purity of his true energy, it was almost impossible to break through in one go.

Seventeen Dragon Binding Ropes formed from Gang Qi were released simultaneously, turning into a rolling torrent, crashing towards the eleventh level of the Jade Tower.

The eleventh level of the Jade Tower immediately collapsed, transforming from substance to void, and the krypton-argon purple energy surged past.

He sat on the couch, the events of the evening still weighing on his mind.

"That Qing Prince, he..."

"Anyway, I feel aggrieved!" Song Tianhai said, "I can't do it!"

A roar in his ears, the Jade Tower shook, and then the torrent rolled back, shaking his blood and energy. He quickly concentrated and forcefully controlled the reverse flow of true energy.

The nitrogen box's purple energy instantly became eight times richer.

The martial arts notes he had read before, as well as his understanding of the Ziyang True Scripture, and other martial arts books he had read,

had all become nourishment for him, allowing him to start adjusting.

Entering the seventeenth level of the innate realm!

Nitrogen purple energy rolled like a tide, as if flowing down from a small slope, becoming a small slope flowing upwards, and the speed of true energy circulation increased by two points.

So, he decided to strike while the iron was hot and start running the Sword Washing Formula. The seventeen Dragon Binding Ropes quickly condensed.

"Little Tiger," Xiao Ruoyu said softly, "Acting solely on impulse and instinct, you can't stand firm in Yujing City. You'll be led by the nose and manipulated at will."

The almost out-of-control true energy suddenly became obedient, allowing him to manipulate it precisely. This was the real Xiaoziyang Formula, the Xiaoziyang Formula that was most suitable for him after fine-tuning!

Xiao Ruoyu pursed her lips and smiled softly, her eyebrows curved, indescribably beautiful.

How could the affection for a son saved at the risk of one's life be compared to other sons, especially when that son couldn't practice martial arts and was kind and generous?

The Xiaoziyang Formula unknowingly changed its route, adjusting the order of eight acupoints, causing a huge change in the Xiaoziyang Formula.

Duke Kangguo's future days won't be as good as before.

Xiao Ruoling will also realize that he has spoiled him too much and will become stricter.

Chu Zhiyuan's face was full of smiles.

Thousands of thoughts, countless inspirations, were all clear and presented simultaneously.

He retracted his hand, leaving the Wonderful Spirit Pearl.

He put down the fourth Flying Dragon Bone, untied the Flying Dragon Pearl, closed his eyes, and began to run the Xiaoziyang Formula.

The pressure on the meridians suddenly eased, losing the feeling of being on the verge of collapse. The meridians once again endured a strong impact, already at their limit, about to crack.

Xiao Youping snorted, "The most protective of their own in the world is the Emperor!"

He endured the discomfort, slowly adjusted his mood, and at the same time felt the operation of the Xiaoziyang Formula, still eight points richer, and two points faster.

"Father, is this matter just going to be forgotten like that? Getting scolded for nothing?"

"Xiao Ruoling is very protective of his own."

His thinking was agile, gathered, and already heavy, but his expression was gritted teeth, the veins on his face and neck bulging, frightening.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and his thinking instantly became agile, dull, heavy, and swift, as if he had changed his head.

"Boom!"

"That's too unfair, right?" Xiang Yingsheng said with hatred, "Just take it lying down? I'm a Young Master, why bother!"

Under the super-sensory insight, he discovered a layer of dense blood beads on his skin, quite frightening.

In his excitement, he looked at the lonely Jade Tower left on his chest: How to break through this one?

"He was very hot-blooded when he dealt with Young Master Zhen, Cheng Tianfeng," Duke Anguo shook his head. "Him—"

, forget it, he's still young after all."

This time it's scolding the Young Master, next time it will be scolding the Prince, and the time after that it will be scolding the Emperor?

Duke Anguo said, "Being able to suppress anger and not vent it, even enduring the urge to kill and still saying words of concern for Duke Kangguo's health, that's excellent!"

"Father, Duke Kangguo has always been protective of his own," Xiao Ruoling said, "And it also concerns us, it's better not to speak."

It hadn't yet reached the limit of what the body could withstand.

With such a mindset, if he suffered grievances, wouldn't he harbor resentment, even accumulate anger, and eventually do something unexpected?

Once the Sword Washing Formula was run, the true energy condensed was almost Gang Qi.

He reached out and touched the Wonderful Spirit Pearl, and his thinking instantly became agile and light.

Chu Zhiyuan braved the heavy snow to return to the Qing Prince's mansion, telling Guo Chi and the others to go back and rest. They didn't have to get up early tomorrow and go to the Mingwu Hall.

Success or failure depends on this one move!

There was only one way, to rely on the slow and steady work of grinding it down little by little.

He faintly felt the seventeenth level, beckoning before his eyes.

In short, if he wasn't managed properly, there would be big trouble in the future.

Using the sword energy washed for the seventh time to attack the eleventh level of the Jade Tower again.

How could he truly dislike him.

"There may be deeper meaning in this," Xiao Youping said, "If the Emperor hadn't risked his life to enter the cave to find the miraculous fruit, the Qing Prince wouldn't have lived past eight years old. The Emperor treats the Qing Prince differently."

The Xiaoziyang Formula was already proficient, and he had already read the Ziyang True Scripture, and he had an understanding of the cultivation route and its respective wonderful uses.

People in the world often echo what others say, only looking at the phenomenon and not the inside and outside. Those foolish people are also blinded by fame and wealth.

There was heavy snow in the capital overnight, and the palace would be very busy tomorrow, so it wasn't suitable to practice in the Mingwu Hall.