Imperial Cultivation

Meng Canglan was shocked.

She didn't know that there were so many evil sect masters in the Eastern Territory.

The evil sect masters seemed endless, constantly涌ing over to kill the Prince, not worrying about the Emperor's revenge.

Seeing so many evil sect masters, she was shocked and didn't dare let Chu Zhiyuan stay here any longer.

Even with six Grand Masters secretly protecting him, who knew how many Grand Masters the evil sect had?

In the past few days, the evil sect masters were all Grandmasters, wanting to devour Chu Zhiyuan and step into the Grand Master realm in one fell swoop.

Instead, there were no Grand Masters, as if they disdained it, feeling that these Grandmasters could deal with the Prince.

But after so long, with so many Grandmasters falling at the hands of the Prince, could these Grand Masters still sit still?

When that time comes, the Grand Masters will restrain the Grand Masters, and there will be no protective power left.

The Prince would face so many evil sect Grandmasters alone. After all, two fists can't defeat four hands, and ants can kill an elephant.

It would be best to leave the Eastern Territory quickly.

She felt that the Eastern Territory didn't have that many evil sect masters. They must have heard the news from other places and ran over.

Once Chu Zhiyuan left, the evil sect demons in the Eastern Territory would quickly decrease.

With each additional evil sect demon, the Eastern Territory would become more dangerous.

More importantly, the Worry-Free Sect would also become more dangerous.

Originally, the evil sect masters in the Eastern Territory were still wary of the Worry-Free Sect, and they minded their own business.

But the evil sect masters from outside wouldn't care about that.

They had already received more than a dozen reports of conflicts with evil sect masters.

Four Worry-Free Sect disciples had been killed.

The Worry-Free Sect was somewhat dissatisfied.

"Don't worry," Chu Zhiyuan said, "I will leave the Eastern Territory in two days."

Two days would be enough to reach the Consummate Spirit Realm, and he would have initially completed his goal of coming to the Eastern Territory this time.

After this sweep, the evil sects in the Eastern Territory would at least weaken for a while.

When he stepped into the Grand Master realm, he would come back and sweep them again.

Meng Canglan said, "Your Highness, you already said two days ago that you would only stay for two days."

"Wasn't that because the Phoenix Camp hadn't yielded any results yet?" Chu Zhiyuan said, "Besides, I said two or three days, not two days, right?"

"Your Highness!"

"This time it really is two days," Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile, "Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after the day after tomorrow, I will set off."

Meng Canglan finally felt relieved and scolded, "This is playing with fire. It's too dangerous."

Those who play with fire will get burned.

She cooperated by releasing news, letting the Worry-Free Sect disciples spread the word that the Fourth Prince had cultivated body refining techniques, the Dragon Transformation Art, and his blood energy was far stronger than ordinary people.

She didn't expect this news to be such a huge temptation to the evil sects.

She knew that some evil sects relied on the power of the royal bloodline to achieve Grand Master status.

She originally thought that only the Jade Cauldron Sect could be lured, but she didn't expect that so many evil sects were like this, all eyeing the royal bloodline covetously.

It was no wonder that Chu Zhiyuan had always been so cautious, not leaving the inner city of Jade Capital unless necessary, and having a Grand Master protect him whenever he left the inner city.

Looking at it now, it wasn't an exaggeration at all. If he wasn't so cautious, he would have lost his life already.

She hesitated and said, "Do you really not want the sect's masters to help you?"

"If they are here, I won't be able to act freely," Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile.

If these masters were in danger, would he save them or not?

He clearly disliked the sect's masters for being a burden and not being able to help.

But the number of Grand Masters was limited, and they couldn't send more.

This made her quite disappointed.

Did he think that the Worry-Free Sect was dispensable in his eyes?

Was it of no value anymore?

Chu Zhiyuan saw her bright eyes flashing, her mind uneasy, and smiled, "Besides, with so many people, it's inevitable that news will leak out."

"... That's true," Meng Canglan forced a smile.

Chu Zhiyuan suddenly raised an eyebrow, "They're here again. You should retreat first."

"Your Highness, be careful," Meng Canglan nodded lightly.

She was indeed a burden here and definitely couldn't stop the evil sect masters.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Go east."

Meng Canglan floated east without hesitation and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Chu Zhiyuan used his insight.

After she went a hundred meters east, Grand Masters Tan and Song appeared and escorted her further east.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled.

He understood the Worry-Free Sect's thoughts. They didn't want him to stir up trouble here anymore.

Now that these evil sect masters had come, how could they change their old habits? They would definitely cause trouble.

And these evil sect Grandmasters were no longer interested in devouring the blood essence of ordinary people.

Martial arts masters were their target.

They were strong dragons crossing the river and wouldn't care which sect these martial arts masters belonged to.

In their eyes, they were all like pigs and sheep, ready to be devoured at will.

The evil sect masters in the Eastern Territory were wary of the Worry-Free Sect, but these strong dragons crossing the river didn't care. No matter how strong the Worry-Free Sect was, they couldn't possibly chase them down all over the world.

Chu Zhiyuan would express his apology for this, but he was secretly happy.

The Worry-Free Sect had always been appeasing, but now that the evil sects were attacking them, they didn't think about cleaning up these evil sects. Instead, they blamed him for attracting trouble.

Where had the prestige of the Worry-Free Sect gone?

Wasn't it supposed to make people tremble with fear?

But now it was so weak. Trembling with fear shouldn't only be directed at ordinary martial artists, right?

Fourteen gray-robed middle-aged men floated over. Seeing Chu Zhiyuan standing on the treetop with his hands behind his back, they immediately rushed over.

Chu Zhiyuan's current appearance and clothing were well-known to all evil sect masters.

Almost every evil sect master had a portrait of him.

Wearing a verdant green robe, a long saber hanging from his waist, his handsome appearance was like a jade tree facing the wind.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled at them and slowly drew out the Bright Moon Saber.

The Bright Moon Saber trembled slightly, and its excitement was transmitted to Chu Zhiyuan's heart through the hilt.

This drove him to become excited as well.

This was the excitement of seeing delicious food when extremely hungry, the excitement of seeing clear and sweet spring water when extremely thirsty.

"Chu Zhiyuan?!" a Huaisu Sect master shouted.

"Precisely!" Chu Zhiyuan said slowly.

His figure slowly blurred, and the next moment, he had already appeared behind them, slashing out with his saber.

Through fighting, he had not only integrated the Dao of Fast and Slow and the Dao of Illusion and Reality into his saber, but also integrated them into his movement technique and all his moves, even into his every move and action.

His words just now seemed slow, but he had already started moving.

His figure seemed to be slowly blurring, but he had already appeared behind them.

The combination of fast and slow and illusion and reality was a double deception of vision and sensation, and he already had some of the skills of a Grand Master.

When the fourteen gray-robed middle-aged men suddenly realized that someone was behind them, the Bright Moon Saber had already arrived.

Six heads flew up, and pillars of blood shot into the sky, the high-pressure spray emitting a light whistling sound.

When the remaining eight people reacted, eight flying knives had already arrived.

They either dodged or blocked them head-on.

Those who blocked them head-on staggered.

The Bright Moon Saber once again swept across their necks, and four more heads flew up, spraying four streams of blood.

Anyone who blocked the flying knives head-on would be attacked by the saber souls of the flying knives, and their movements would become sluggish.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining four people turned around and ran.

Four flying knives shot out.

They could only dodge, but they couldn't dodge the other four flying knives.

They were either hit or forced to block head-on.

Four more heads flew up again, and four more streams of blood rose again.

Chu Zhiyuan stood with his saber, shook it gently, and the Bright Moon Saber was spotless, as bright as new.

He revealed a smile, and the smile grew bigger and bigger, eventually bursting into laughter.

The saber soul was already complete!