Imperial Cultivation

Duke Anguo Manor

Chu Zhiyuan no longer needed to report his arrival; the gatekeeper greeted him respectfully and opened the gates.

Chu Zhiyuan went straight to the backyard, where he saw Xiao Ruoyu practicing palm techniques in a small training ground in front of a flower garden. Two beautiful maids were attending to him, ready to serve tea, snacks, or wipe away sweat.

Chu Zhiyuan chuckled inwardly.

The young duke's treatment was even better than his, the heir apparent.

He didn't even have Mo Yi and the other four girls attending to him when he practiced; only Zou Fang stood by his side. After all, beautiful women would be distracting.

Even the most familiar beauties, if beautiful enough, could inadvertently move a person with a smile or frown, making their heart skip a beat. This young duke seemed clueless and had no feelings for women.

Chu Zhiyuan didn't treat him as an outsider, so he didn't mind the martial artist's taboo and walked towards him.

Xiao Ruoyu simply nodded, still focused on his palms, gently pushing them out, like the Tai Chi he had seen in his previous life. Xiao Ruoyu had not yet entered the Xiantian realm.

Within his perception, the aura in Xiao Ruoyu's meridians was surging and majestic; the purity of his inner Qi gave him such a feeling. He estimated that if he cultivated to Zhenqi or Gangqi, the aura would be like a vast ocean, unstoppable.

As expected of the Jinghai Wuliang Scripture.

Among the eight great duke families, the Jinghai Wuliang Scripture was considered the most outstanding inheritance. Its biggest flaw was its high requirement for talent.

If the talent of any generation's duke couldn't keep up, it would be far inferior to the other duke families. It was either the strongest or the weakest, rarely in between.

Chu Zhiyuan foresaw that the Anguo Duke Manor would be able to support its position in Xiao Ruoyu's generation. With him as the backing, it would reach even greater heights.

His palms moved as if pushing a millstone, pushing a boat in the sea, the posture slow but requiring the concentration of a heavy mind, imagining resisting the滔天巨浪(tāotiān jùlàng - gigantic waves). This clear imagination of滔天巨浪(tāotiān jùlàng - gigantic waves) differed from person to person; the clearer it was, the more one could empathize, the higher the talent. Some people, no matter how they imagined it, could never make it clear, and their bodies couldn't feel it.

Chu Zhiyuan analyzed that this was a kind of spatial imagination.

Just like learning spatial geometry in school in his previous life, if the imagination was insufficient, it was insufficient, and postnatal compensation was limited.

This Jinghai Wuliang Scripture couldn't really be practiced in the sea, only with the help of imagination; otherwise, the Anguo Duke Manor wouldn't have been a hit-or-miss affair from generation to generation, they would have just gone to the sea to cultivate. Xiao Ruoyu gradually panted like a cow, drenched in sweat.

The two little maids skillfully stepped forward to wipe away the sweat, the sweat towel gently touching and leaving, without touching any part of his body. Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

To be exhausted by the滔天巨浪(tāotiān jùlàng - gigantic waves) imagined out of thin air, it had to be said that Xiao Ruoyu's talent was indeed extremely high. Although he noticed some stagnation in Xiao Ruoyu, he pretended not to see it.

When Xiao Ruoyu slowly finished his practice, his clothes were as wet as if he had been fished out of the water. Chu Zhiyuan couldn't help but admire him.

Xiao Ruoyu was full of complaints, but he was indeed diligent in his practice.

This Jinghai Wuliang Scripture was very tiring, and each practice was extremely painful. It was rare that he could persevere until now without being lazy.

"Brother-in-law, I'm going to wash up." "Okay, go ahead."

Watching him leave, Chu Zhiyuan went to the pavilion on the lake to enjoy the fish. The lake water was clear, and the fish swam as if in a void, agile and free. He didn't practice, his expression leisurely, taking the true meaning of the fish swimming in the lake.

The best time to practice the Ziyang True Scripture was in the morning light, absorbing the purple light; after that time, the effect of cultivation was weak. It was a skill accumulated over time, not something that could be achieved quickly.

To pursue quick success, one had to be able to cultivate the Jade Lock Golden Gate Art; if one couldn't cultivate the Jade Lock Golden Gate Art, one could only rely on slow and steady effort. If talent was insufficient, cultivating the Ziyang True Scripture was very hopeless.

Therefore, many royal disciples took pills to enhance their cultivation, which meant giving up the Grandmaster realm and giving up the throne. Chu Zhiyuan raised his head and looked towards the palace.

Xiao Ruoling should be back soon, not enough to stay for dinner.

Did the emperor at this time know that the fall of Fuyuan Town was the work of the Yongling Divine Sect, how would he be furious, and how would he take revenge? What about his own progress?

This time, the credit should be able to exchange for some dragon fat incense, I wonder what other strange things can be exchanged to strengthen the meridians and physique. The blessing of the Hualong Art on the advancement of the realm seems to have been lost.

Refining the membrane only strengthened the body and could not strengthen the meridians; refining the tendons, refining the flesh, refining the scales, and refining the claws, I am afraid they could not. The effect of dragon fat incense was also getting weaker and weaker.

He frowned and looked at the sky.

Could it be that his period of rapid progress was about to pass, and he would have to slowly advance like others? Entering the Grandmaster realm and pursuing immortality, this road was not so easy to walk.

He suddenly turned his head to look at the lake.

Xiao Ruoling came gracefully in the bright sunshine, her light purple palace dress fluttering, as if walking on the lake with Lingbo Weibu, arriving in front of the pavilion. Floating up, she gently landed in front of him.

She sighed softly: "The Empress Dowager did recognize that I practiced the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden Skill." "And then?"

This showed that the Empress Dowager of the West Palace was indeed practicing the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden Skill. Wasn't it already extinct?

Wasn't there only one lineage in the Yaoyue Palace now?

"The Empress Dowager spoke of the drawbacks of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden Skill." A blush suddenly appeared on Xiao Ruoling's cheeks, quickly spreading, like the evening glow. Her exquisite jade face suddenly became delicate and charming, extraordinarily alluring.

Her eyes were full of tears, but she turned to look elsewhere.

Chu Zhiyuan held her soft, boneless, cool jade hand and smiled: "What are the drawbacks?" Xiao Ruoling's bright eyes glanced around, not daring to look at him.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Does it also involve matters between men and women?" "..Yes." Xiao Ruoling blushed and looked elsewhere.

"Matters in the bedroom between husband and wife?" Chu Zhiyuan smiled. Xiao Ruoling lightly said "Yes."

Chu Zhiyuan raised his sword-like eyebrows, looking at her shy and timid appearance, and suddenly felt extremely itchy in his heart, reaching out to touch her exquisite face. Xiao Ruoling hurriedly blocked his hand, her jade face flushed red, delicate and charming.

Chu Zhiyuan couldn't wait to hug her in his arms, but he forcibly restrained himself and smiled: "Then what are the drawbacks of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden Skill?"

Xiao Ruoling said softly: "The Empress Dowager said that practitioners of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maiden Skill cannot have children and cannot engage in matters between men and women." Chu Zhiyuan was surprised.

Xiao Ruoling lowered her head and said: "The Empress Dowager said that although she has been in the palace for many years, she is still a virgin, and even if her cultivation is as strong as the emperor, it is useless." Chu Zhiyuan was immediately solemn.

If the emperor couldn't do it either, then he probably couldn't do it either.

No matter how confident he was, he wouldn't think that he was stronger than the emperor now.

Except for his extrasensory perception, the emperor had probably practiced everything he had practiced, and he was still a Grandmaster. During the palace banquet, the emperor smiled, amiable like a wealthy old man, not showing the emperor's majesty. But what he saw with his extrasensory perception was completely different.

The Grandmasters he had seen so far, Chu Qingfeng, Song Feiqiong, Mo Chunyu, and Xu Suying, added together, were not as terrifying as the emperor. What's more, there was also the Son of Heaven Sword.

The vast and boundless Son of Heaven Sword hanging above the void!

"Unless... one cultivates the Qionghua Nine Chapters Record." Xiao Ruoling said softly.

Chu Zhiyuan was stunned, then laughed, putting her jade hand to his mouth and biting it: "Then we are a match made in heaven!"

Xiao Ruoling only felt her body go numb, hurriedly struggling her hand, smiling: "The Empress Dowager said that the Qionghua Nine Chapters Record is secretly passed down, only the Yaoyue Palace has the inheritance, why not take her as a teacher and enter the Yaoyue Palace to obtain this Qionghua Nine Chapters Record." "Hmm..."

"She didn't expect that you would have learned this by chance." Xiao Ruoling smiled, pursing her lips. She was overjoyed.

This was truly fate!

She and the heir apparent were truly a match made in heaven.

Not only were their temperaments compatible, their personalities matched, and they had a telepathic connection, but they also had such a fate, and what others thought was an obstacle was not an obstacle. "The Empress Dowager actually wants to accept you as a disciple?" Chu Zhiyuan smiled.

"I politely refused," Xiao Ruoling gently shook her head: "The matters in the palace are complex and unpredictable, it's better not to get involved." Chu Zhiyuan nodded in agreement.

Xiao Ruoling was extremely clever; as the daughter of a duke family, she was still very sensitive to these matters.