Imperial Cultivation

“Lord…” Gao Lingfeng hesitated, looking at Chu Zhiyuan as he was about to leave.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at him: “When did Lord Gao become so hesitant?”

“…Now that you have entered the Grandmaster realm, you can choose a new position,” Gao Lingfeng said slowly. “Are you going to leave the Ministry of Rites?” Chu Zhiyuan smiled: “I have no plans to do so for the time being.”

Gao Lingfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Zhiyuan chuckled: “Lord Gao, are you not hoping that I will leave? This Assistant Minister of mine is not competent, leaving all the burden on you.” Gao Lingfeng said solemnly: “In my heart, you are an excellent Assistant Minister!”

Chu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and smiled without saying a word.

Gao Lingfeng said: “If it weren’t for your protection, I wouldn’t be so comfortable, just dealing with the files and following the procedures.” Rules are rules, reality is reality.

Rules must be above reality.

According to the imperial court's rules, the Town Guarding Office has no power to judge cases, only responsible for arresting and interrogating.

The Town Guarding Office presents the case to the Clan Guarding Office, the Clan Guarding Office gives instructions, and the Town Guarding Office acts accordingly. This is the separation of powers. From the perspective of my previous life, the Town Guarding Office is the police, the Supervisory Office is the prosecutor, and the Ministry of Rites' Clan Guarding Office is the court.

But in reality, the Town Guarding Office is directly responsible to the Emperor, and can listen to the court or not, depending on a single thought. Before Chu Zhiyuan became this Assistant Minister, Gao Lingfeng was in the Clan Guarding Office and had seen how domineering the Town Guarding Office was.

When a case occurred, they almost ignored the Clan Guarding Office and dealt with it directly.

Even if the case was presented, the Clan Guarding Office gave instructions, the Town Guarding Office would only half-heartedly comply, listening if they wanted to, and ignoring if they didn't.

Only after Chu Zhiyuan became the Assistant Minister did the Town Guarding Office abide by the rules, submitting major cases to the Ministry of Rites' Clan Guarding Office, and the Town Guarding Office followed the instructions. Even the Duke and Prince Zhuang couldn't make the Town Guarding Office follow the rules, but Chu Zhiyuan, this heir apparent, made the Town Guarding Office follow the rules.

In Gao Lingfeng's view, Chu Zhiyuan was the best Assistant Minister.

Moreover, this Assistant Minister doesn't like to seize power, but prefers to delegate it, fully trusting his subordinates to act. Chu Zhiyuan smiled: “Is it because my name is useful?”

Gao Lingfeng smiled embarrassedly: “Thanks to your name, it is indeed very useful to the Town Guarding Office.” This was also a point of great confusion for him.

The Town Guarding Office wouldn't even give Prince Zhuang face, so why would they give face to an heir apparent, and the heir apparent of Prince Qing's estate at that.

Everyone could see the situation of Prince Qing's estate, being isolated and ignored. As the heir apparent, he shouldn't have such a great reputation.

He didn't know about Chu Zhiyuan helping the Town Guarding Office capture the Jade Cauldron Sect expert.

Some people knew about this matter, but they didn't know the great role Chu Zhiyuan played in it. They only thought it was a coincidence and he just seized the opportunity to gain merit. Chu Zhiyuan said: “It's good if it's useful. I will have to trouble you in the future, Lord Gao. I'm afraid I won't be coming here often.”

Advancement to the Grandmaster realm is not that easy. This time, he also received the help of dragon fat incense. Without dragon fat incense, he would have to cultivate hard on his own. Hard cultivation requires time, and time is limited. Of course, he has to leave the time for cultivation and not the Ministry of Rites.

“Don't worry, my lord,” Gao Lingfeng said solemnly. “If I can avoid disturbing you, I will never disturb you easily.” “Very good,” Chu Zhiyuan nodded in satisfaction.

In the morning light, on the martial arts field of the Bright Martial Hall, Chu Zhiyuan and Chu Qingfeng stood facing each other. Chu Zhiyuan slowly drew out the Qingying Sword, the blade gradually rising.

“Chi!” A flash of lightning, Chu Zhiyuan and the Qingying Sword had already pierced Chu Qingfeng's chest, almost piercing through his purple robe. “Ding!” Chu Qingfeng flicked his finger, accurately hitting the tip of his sword.

The tip of the Qingying Sword swayed. Chu Zhiyuan flashed behind Chu Qingfeng and stabbed him in the back again. “Ding…” Chu Qingfeng spun around and punched the Qingying Sword blade.

Chu Zhiyuan floated back, his body swaying like a lotus leaf on the water, dispelling the sword's immense power, and stabbed again. “Chi!” Finally, he stabbed Chu Qingfeng's shoulder, but the purple robe blocked it, and the tip of the sword failed to penetrate.

“Good swordsmanship,” Chu Qingfeng shook his purple robe.

Chu Zhiyuan flew out again, tumbling horizontally in the air to dissipate the force.

Suddenly, he returned the sword to its scabbard, his body upside down, head down, right hand pressing the hilt, descending from the sky, left hand punching towards Chu Qingfeng. Golden light flickered faintly on his fist.

Chu Qingfeng met him with his left palm.

“Bang!” Chu Qingfeng took a step back, while Chu Zhiyuan flipped in the air and landed steadily. A surge of澎湃豪气涌动 in his chest, and he couldn't help but let out a soft whistle.

The whistle was like a dragon's roar.

Chu Zhiyuan said: “It seems that my boxing skills are more powerful, the Great Heavenly Dragon Fist.”

Originally, he thought that his swordsmanship was the most powerful when facing a Grandmaster, because the Qingying Sword was mysterious and could clear his mind, so that he would not be affected by the Grandmaster's aura. And the Great Heavenly Dragon Fist should not pose a threat.

After all, it was just boxing, and it wasn't as extreme as the Heaven Breaking Sword Art.

But unexpectedly, when he used it, the most powerful was the Great Heavenly Dragon Fist.

It seemed that he was born to know this Great Heavenly Dragon Fist. He learned it as soon as he learned it, and he became proficient as soon as he practiced it, and its power was amazing. It was a boxing technique tailored for him.

He vaguely guessed that it was because of the Divine Dragon's Will.

The Divine Dragon's Will, the Divine Dragon's Dharma, and the Great Heavenly Dragon Fist were in harmony, resulting in the same boxing technique, but he used it more powerfully.

“This boxing technique is indeed unique.” Chu Qingfeng thought for a while: “If you are going to face Li Hongzhao, Li Hongzhao uses the Phoenix Sword Art, then it is indeed more appropriate to use the Great Heavenly Dragon Fist.” This Great Heavenly Dragon Fist is very wonderful, the fist strength is strong but also with softness, it is a perfect boxing technique that combines strength and softness.

The fist strength of the Great Heavenly Dragon Fist is a combination of several strengths, like several vortexes intersecting each other, each vortex is different. As soon as you leave this strength, you fall into other strengths, making it impossible to completely卸去 these strengths.

“Thank you, Uncle.”

“This time it's you again.” Chu Qingfeng shook his head: “Just do your best, there's no need to take it too seriously. This time is different from the last time, victory or defeat cannot change our hostility with the Great Meng.” Chu Zhiyuan said: “The news of the defeat of the Northern Territory army hasn't spread, right?”

“There is a slight rumor, but it hasn't formed a storm outside the court.” “If we can win, it can be considered a boost to morale.”

“It still depends on the Northern Territory army.” “Yes.”

As the two were talking, footsteps sounded outside, and Chu Mingxuan, Chu Zhiting, and Chu Zhichuan strode in. Seeing him there, the three immediately gathered around.

“Fourth brother, aren't you in seclusion!” Chu Mingxuan looked him up and down and said with emotion: “Are you really going to compete with Li Hongzhao?” “Yes.”

“Can you win?”

“Eighteenth Uncle, since Fourth Brother dares to agree, he naturally has confidence,” Chu Zhichuan said. Chu Zhiting nodded vigorously: “Definitely has confidence!”

Their trust in Chu Zhiyuan was unwavering. Chu Zhiyuan was always prudent and would not do things without certainty.

“I dare not say I will win.” Chu Zhiyuan smiled: “Fortunately, this competition doesn’t have such a heavy burden… How is the Town Guarding Office?” The two immediately became excited.

They talked endlessly about their experiences in the Town Guarding Office, thrilling and exciting, and very enjoyable. Chu Mingxuan looked bitter, really unwilling to leave Yujing.

But he had already chosen, and now it was too late to regret it, so he could only delay it for one day at a time, and he wanted to see the result of Chu Zhiyuan's competition with Li Hongzhao before leaving. Chu Zhiyuan asked: “How is the case of the True One Sect elder being killed?”

“Sigh…” Chu Zhiting and Chu Zhichuan sighed immediately. This was something that couldn't be helped.

While they were talking, Chu Zhiyao came again, his face grave.

He leaned over and lowered his voice: “We lost another battle! The Great Meng's Cloud Stepping Iron Cavalry is really unstoppable!” He looked at Chu Zhiting: “Ninth Brother, I'm afraid Tenth Uncle will have to leave the capital again.”