Imperial Cultivation

Dragon Marrow Fragrance. Just hearing the name, one knows it's related to dragons.

I already have Dragon Bloodstone, Dragon Bone, Dragon Orb, Dragon Blood Pearl, many rare treasures related to dragons. Each treasure can help me greatly, making the progress of the Dragon Transformation Art rapid.

This makes me suspect that everything about me is under the Emperor's control. The progress of my cultivation, which rare items are needed at which stage, the Emperor knows everything clearly. I am certain that the Emperor has also mastered the Dragon Subduing Sutra, the Three Supreme Secrets of the Taiqing Yuan Sect, and the Void Sword Scripture of the Yuxu Sword Sect.

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But I have Super-Sense, so my progress is even faster.

The Emperor is clearly paying attention to me, yet he still doesn't favor the Qing Prince's Mansion. Is he still angry with my biological father, Chu Minghou? How much anger can last for thirty years without waning?

Just because he interceded for the Second Prince, Prince Jing?

Chu Zhiyuan increasingly felt that the water here was very deep.

Operating the first level of the Dragon Transformation Art, holding the Dragon Marrow Fragrance in his palm, he quickly felt a strange aura drill into his meridians. Immediately, his meridians felt like they were burning.

The strange aura was like sulfuric acid, causing a burning sensation wherever it passed. After circulating through all the meridians, his body seemed to be burning, as if he were in a raging fire.

This taste was no different from being subjected to fire torture, as if even the soul was being burned. Super-Sense allowed him to remain conscious.

Under insight, the changes in the meridians were clearly visible, and their toughness obviously increased by a layer. The effect was immediate.

He continued to operate the first level of the Dragon Transformation Art, and the strange aura continuously entered his body. Amidst the burning pain, the meridians absorbed these auras and became more and more resilient. When he felt that the meridians could no longer absorb any more and had reached their limit, he stopped and found that half of the Dragon Marrow Fragrance in his hand had already shrunk.

Only half was left.

Although it felt like an eternity, Super-Sense reminded him that it was only an hour. This one hour felt like a year.

Recalling yesterday's scene felt like a year ago.

This was not only due to the pain, he felt that this strange fragrance had an impact on the brain, especially affecting the brain's perception of time. Then he operated the Meridian Cleansing Art.

The Meridian Cleansing Art caused damage to the meridians, and then he operated the first level of the Dragon Transformation Art again, and the strange fragrance drilled into the meridians again, beginning to repair them. After repairing them, he operated the Meridian Cleansing Art again, and after reaching the limit, he operated the first level of the Dragon Transformation Art again.

This cycle continued until the Dragon Marrow Fragrance completely disappeared.

The twelve Dragon Binding Cords were hidden within the twelve meridians, ready to be launched. Chu Zhiyuan was not in a hurry to start breaking through.

He left Listening Wave Pavilion.

The night was hazy, and the lights were just coming on.

He stepped out of the Qing Prince's Mansion and slowly made his way to the new residence next to the Thick Earth Sect. The Qing Prince's Mansion Street was clean and spotless.

Two teams of guards were patrolling in shifts, each with a solemn expression and full of energy. Seeing him, they all cupped their fists and saluted. Chu Zhiyuan nodded slightly and continued forward.

As soon as he left the Qing Prince's Mansion Street, it was like entering another world, noisy and lively. When he arrived at Phoenix Avenue, it was even more prosperous.

The bustling crowd was mostly ordinary people finishing a day's work, bringing their wives and children. The children were running and playing, shuttling through the crowd, and the adults were scolding them. Even more were martial arts experts, carrying swords at their waists, with extraordinary bearing and sharp eyes, as if they were ready to strike at any time.

Chu Zhiyuan, situated within Guo Chi and their Four Symbols Formation, frowned slightly. He sensed a faint bloody smell in the crowd.

Concentrating his mind to search, he found that these bloody smells came from some people, and these people all had a layer of black aura above their heads. The black aura shrouded them like dark clouds.

Chu Zhiyuan was puzzled. This had never happened before.

Was it because these people had never appeared in front of him before, or was it because his Super-Sense had evolved, allowing him to see these dark clouds? In the places he passed, there were a total of three dark clouds, corresponding to three men, some young and some middle-aged, all with considerable cultivation.

Among them, there was even a Grandmaster. Chu Zhiyuan was thoughtful.

Among these three people, he recognized two, which meant that these dark clouds could only be seen after the evolution of Super-Sense. Then why was there a faint bloody smell?

This bloody smell seemed to be the scent of fresh blood drifting from a great distance, making him feel very uncomfortable. He suddenly stopped.

In the bustling crowd, Huang Shirong and two white-clothed girls were moving with ease, as agile as fish. "Your Highness."

Huang Shirong's figure flashed, suddenly accelerating and appearing not far in front of Chu Zhiyuan.

Guo Chi and the others took a step back.

Huang Shirong came closer, cupped her fists, and smiled: "Congratulations, Your Highness."

She already knew that Chu Zhiyuan had reached the Grandmaster realm.

A Grandmaster at the age of twenty was even more amazing than herself. She wasn't very jealous.

She had long known how fast Chu Zhiyuan's progress was, and knew that he had amazing intuition. This intuition could not only predict danger, but also greatly benefit cultivation. Moreover, the identities of the two were completely different and did not constitute a competitive relationship.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Hall Master Huang has become a Grandmaster, but your position hasn't changed?"

"The positions in the Town Guard Division depend on merit. It's useless if you don't have enough merit."

"Didn't you go kill a few heretics and demons?"

Huang Shirong said: "It's really strange. The heretics and demons have actually tucked their tails and aren't coming to Jade Capital anymore."

According to the usual situation, there should be many heretics and demons mixed into Jade Capital at this time, taking the opportunity to stir up trouble.

Although so many experts have come to the Town Guard Division, it doesn't constitute a deterrent to the heretics and demons. They aren't afraid at all. Chu Zhiyuan pursed his lips: "What are the origins of these two people?"

Huang Shirong looked in the direction of his gaze and landed on a pair of father and son.

These two men, one middle-aged and one young, had similar facial features, and one could almost immediately determine that they were father and son. Not only their appearance but also their posture, as if they were carved from the same mold.

"They are Deng Tonghe and Deng Yifan from the Pure Heart Sect, quite famous," Huang Shirong frowned slightly: "Do they have a problem?"

She was intelligent and knew that Chu Zhiyuan first mentioned the heretics and demons, and then specifically pointed out these two, so it was obvious that these two were heretics and demons. Chu Zhiyuan said: "I just feel that something is wrong, it's hard to say whether they are from the heretical sect."

Huang Shirong's expression was solemn. She withdrew her gaze, turned her head to look at Wen Qianqian and Xu Mengyu, and said in a low voice: "You two investigate these father and son."

"It's best to follow them," Chu Zhiyuan said: "I can't say what's wrong, it's just a kind of intuition."

He pursed his lips again towards a brown-clothed old man who passed by: "And that one."

"This is a newcomer," Huang Shirong said.

She had the ability to remember everything she saw, and walked on this street every day. To others, it looked bustling and crowded, but she could almost remember everyone who passed by on this street. She could recognize newcomers at a glance.

Chu Zhiyuan cupped his fists and smiled: "I'm going to the new residence to cultivate in seclusion."

"How many days will Your Highness be in seclusion?"

"Maybe one day, maybe five or six days," Chu Zhiyuan said: "It depends on whether it goes smoothly."

"Are you going to advance to another realm?" Huang Shirong asked.

After seeing this Bronze Tower, she knew that it couldn't be broken through in a short time. It required long-term attrition and accumulation bit by bit.

"Yes, I want to break through the first level of the Bronze Tower as soon as possible."

"As expected of Your Highness," Huang Shirong smiled.

Chu Zhiyuan came to a bed in the new residence and began to attack the first level of the Bronze Tower.

Huang Shirong then mobilized her men to investigate these three people.