Imperial Cultivation

"Grandmaster?!"

"Really a Grandmaster?"

"Damn, really a Grandmaster?"

"Goddamn it, comparing people is infuriating!"......

A chorus of wails erupted on the martial arts practice field of the Mingwu Hall.

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Chu Zhiyuan looked smilingly at the crowd surrounding him, including Chu Mingxuan, Chu Zhiyao, Chu Ziting, and Chu Zhichuan. Each of them not only looked unhappy but also as if they had lost their parents, their faces mournful.

"Go, go, go." Chu Qingfeng waved his hand to dismiss them: "Hurry up and practice your skills!"

"Fourth Brother practices harder than us, and his talent is better!" "Sigh... sigh..."

Sighs arose one after another, each of them suffering severe mental trauma, listless, disheartened, and wanting to lie down. Chu Zhiyuan glanced at them with a smile, not saying any words of encouragement, letting them digest the trauma themselves. Seeing them like this, he couldn't help but feel happy.

"Grand Uncle, I have something to ask." "Let's go."

Chu Qingfeng sized him up, patted him on the shoulder with a smile.

In the morning light, Chu Zhiyuan's eyes were gentle and clear. Looking closely, one could indeed see that he had entered the Grandmaster realm. All his previous sharpness was now contained.

The Grandmaster realm, in a small place, could establish a sect. They had a deep understanding of martial arts and could create something new. The two came to the west side hall.

Chu Zhiyuan first asked about what Cheng Tianfeng had said, about the impact of having or not having emotions on a Great Grandmaster, and whether it was true that they couldn't have romantic feelings.

He had extrasensory perception, always maintaining calmness, making it difficult to fall completely into the throes of love, but these few times he had spent with Xiao Ruoling, Xiao Ruoling's appearance was incredibly beautiful, her temperament gentle and virtuous, and she was extremely compatible with him. So he might not be able to avoid falling into the throes of love.

"I've never heard of that before." Chu Qingfeng pondered, shaking his head and laughing: "Which Great Grandmaster didn't reach that realm in their sixties or seventies, at least in their fifties or sixties? At that age, who still has the energy for love and romance?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Really none?"

"After fifty, the heart closes, and it's almost impossible to fall in love again." Chu Qingfeng shook his head: "Even if they do, it's hard to be as infatuated as when they were young, completely losing themselves."

Chu Zhiyuan said: "So, it has an impact."

"Maybe it does, maybe it doesn't." Chu Qingfeng said: "I haven't heard of anyone becoming a Great Grandmaster at a young age... The progress of a Great Grandmaster is not comparable to the Innate realm, it can't be fast. Gaining one level every four or five years is considered fast. The Nine-Story Tower takes at least thirty-six years, the fastest seems to be thirty years."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

Seeing the appearance of the Bronze Tower created a sense of fear, it was definitely not as easy to break through as the Jade Tower. The advancement in the Grandmaster realm was definitely not easy.

Chu Qingfeng waved his hand and said: "You are twenty-one now, thirty years later, you will also be fifty years old, so there's no need to worry about this. Don't think too much."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "What if I'm faster, and enter the Great Grandmaster realm before forty?"

Chu Qingfeng said: "Grandmaster is not Innate, it can't be fast. Adjust your mindset now, don't be too impatient, lest you try to rush things and end up with problems."

"Yes." Chu Zhiyuan slowly nodded.

He was already adjusting his mindset, he couldn't apply the advancement speed of the Innate realm to the Grandmaster realm, he had to prepare for a protracted war.

Chu Zhiyuan announced his seclusion again.

He didn't even go to the Ministry of Rites to take a look.

He didn't have much interest in the affairs of the Ministry of Rites. He was just doing his job. As a Vice Minister, he would fulfill his duties. But once it conflicted with cultivation, he would not hesitate to choose cultivation.

If he didn't handle the affairs of the Ministry of Rites, someone else would. Gao Lingfeng was the best alternative, even better than himself.

Some things required the noble status of his, the Prince's Heir, that was when he needed to personally take action. Other things could be left to Gao Lingfeng. What's more, after stepping into the Grandmaster realm, he had a second chance to choose.

Staying in the original Ministry of Rites' Zongwu Division, going to the Zhenwu Division, or the Surveillance Division, or even joining the military. He had the right to choose each place.

This was a unique power of the Prince's Heir, which outsiders could only envy.

He felt that with his actions, the people of the Ministry of Rites would probably think that he didn't want to stay in the Ministry of Rites anymore, and wanted to find a better opportunity. He was indeed considering whether to continue staying in the Ministry of Rites, whether to change to a position that could provide more merits and help in cultivation....

That evening, the four of them had dinner together.

He planned to start his seclusion after this dinner.

During the meal, he said to Bai Ning霜: "Mother, could you ask the Empress if she wants me to defeat Li Hongzhao?"

"Ninth Princess?" Bai Ning霜 said in surprise: "I heard she is extremely powerful, even more powerful than Cheng Tianfeng."

"Yes, the Ninth Princess is a Grandmaster, even better than Cheng Tianfeng."

"Then can you beat her?"

"Not yet." Chu Zhiyuan said: "If I have the Empress's help, I'll be more confident."

"Then how can she help you?"

"A rare item that enhances the strength of the meridians."

"Hmm... enhance the meridians... alright, I will ask the Empress." Bai Ning霜 sized him up, worriedly saying: "Yuan'er, don't try to be a hero."

Chu Yi chuckled: "Mother, what you said is really funny."

"What's so funny?!" Bai Ning霜 glared at her good-naturedly. Chu Yi smiled: "When has Elder Brother ever tried to be a hero?"

"Hmph, your elder brother is different now." Bai Ning霜 said: "Now he is someone who has a Princess Heir."

Chu Zhiyuan laughed: "Don't worry, it's not for fame, not for showing off."

If he could defeat Li Hongzhao, it would be equivalent to blunting the sharpness of the Great Meng.

It could greatly recover the current losses on the border and boost the morale of the Great Jing. So the Emperor shouldn't be stingy to spend a little for this, right?

The opportunity to fleece the Emperor is rare, and must not be missed.

The next day at noon, Chu Zhiyuan was standing in the Listening Wave Courtyard, practicing the Dragon Subduing Stance, cultivating the first level of the Dragon Transformation Art, and alternating with the Meridian Cleansing Art. He found that alternating between the two exercises had a better effect.

The meridians could already withstand the simultaneous impact of five Dragon Binding Cords, but they could not shake the first level of the Bronze Tower at all. He decided to go to the new residence tomorrow to seclude himself.

Bai Ning霜 came over personally.

Zou Fang stepped aside to open the courtyard gate. Bai Ning霜 came to the Listening Wave Courtyard and saw Chu Zhiyuan standing motionless in a strange posture, but there were gusts of wind roaring around him. Her light purple palace dress immediately fluttered.

Chu Zhiyuan slowly opened his eyes, and the surrounding wind slowly stopped. Bai Ning霜 looked around in surprise.

The roaring wind had already blown the small courtyard clean, and the bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest at the base of the wall were sparse. The petals of the flowers in the flower bed were scattered.

This was the scene after being swept by a whirlwind, too embarrassing.

"Mother?"

"Here, for you."

Bai Ning霜 took out a small cold jade box from her sleeve and handed it to him: "Given by the Empress, this is Dragon Grease Fragrance."

Chu Zhiyuan took the palm-sized cold jade box, opened it and saw a piece of gold, an irregular shape like a nugget of gold. But it emitted a strange smell.

It was neither a fragrance nor a stench, but a completely new smell that he had never smelled before. He raised his head to look at Bai Ning霜.

Bai Ning霜 shook her head: "The Empress didn't say anything else, just let you handle it yourself."

"Thank you, Empress." Chu Zhiyuan smiled.

He decided to explore it himself.

If the Emperor takes action, it must be a masterpiece, not to be missed.