Imperial Cultivation

A hundred miles south of Yujing City, the continuous mountains began.

In the early morning, golden light illuminated the peaks.

Mist lingered between the peaks, resembling a fairyland.

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At the foot of one of these peaks, in the woods, more than twenty people were gathered.

Because they were in a shady spot and the woods were dense, the sunlight couldn't reach them.

They sat around a crackling bonfire, using its warmth to ward off the cold.

The twenty-four people looked solemn, their eyes mostly fixed on the fire, not saying a word.

Finally, the young man sitting at the easternmost end glanced at everyone and said softly, "My Tianxin Sect's main altar has been destroyed, and the Huaisu Sect and Yuding Sect have also been destroyed. Who will be next?"

The other twenty-three people remained solemn and silent.

"Everyone says we're evil, but he's even more evil than us!" a middle-aged man snorted.

The handsome young man shook his head and said, "In his eyes, we deserve to die a hundred or a thousand times. He'll never show mercy, he's determined to wipe us out completely. Can you feel his determination?"

The others slowly nodded.

The Fourth Prince, Chu Zhiyuan, was clearly playing for real, acting seriously, not just trying to gain fame or accumulate merit.

Chu Zhiyuan was determined to wipe out these people, leaving them no way out or retreat.

"If you still have wishful thinking, thinking that he can't do anything to you, can't do anything to your sect, then that's a real joke," the handsome young man said. "He can find the location of the sect's main altar and break through the sect's grand formation."

He said coldly, "No matter where the main altar is, whether it's in Dajing, or in Dameng, or in Dazhen!"

"Mr. Chen, isn't that too pessimistic?" a young man shook his head and said, "He only destroyed three sects in Nanjiang. There are many sects in Nanjiang, and he didn't destroy the others. Is he showing mercy?"

The middle-aged man opposite him said, "Probably because he couldn't find them."

Another middle-aged man said, "It may also be because there wasn't enough time. The imperial court is still waiting for him to take people to Dameng for negotiations."

Another young man said, "There's no need for him to take people to Dameng for negotiations, is there?"

"He has an old relationship with Emperor Li Hongzhao of Dameng, which gives him an advantage over others."

"It seems like he has a grudge against Li Hongzhao. Going there would be even more troublesome, wouldn't it?"

"It is said that the two have been fighting openly and secretly, ever since Li Hongzhao came to Yujing."

"Hehe, it's also possible that they fought and fought, and then developed a secret love affair."

"Hehe."

The handsome young man at the easternmost end had a gloomy face and coldly swept across everyone's faces.

He felt angry and sad.

What time was it? They were still in the mood to talk about these boring things.

They were indifferent to the life and death of the sect. He was simply wasting his breath, wasting his efforts!

"Mr. Chen," a handsome young man sitting at the westernmost end cupped his fist and said, "Since this guy is so difficult to deal with, then let's just destroy him."

The handsome young man said coldly, "What I want to talk about today is how to destroy him. If he were so easy to destroy, he wouldn't have lived until now."

"Then Mr. Chen, give us a plan, let's take a look."

"Set up an ambush on the road between Dajing and Dameng, gather and annihilate him!"

"In my opinion, we should focus on Qing Wangfu. Isn't he destroying our main altars? Then we'll destroy his Wangfu!"

"Ridiculous!" The handsome young man glared coldly at the middle-aged man who spoke: "What's the use of destroying Qing Wangfu? To vent anger and seek revenge? It will only cause the entire Dajing court to mobilize!"

"If we destroy Qing Wangfu, we can gather more support, and many sects are also dissatisfied with the imperial court. Maybe we can recruit one or two."

"Don't create unnecessary complications!" The handsome young man said coldly, "Kill him first, and then destroy Qing Wangfu. Otherwise, who knows what a madman like him will do!"

"What Mr. Chen said makes sense. After destroying Chu Zhiyuan, then we'll talk about Qing Wangfu!"

"That's right, once Chu Zhiyuan is dead, Qing Wangfu can be destroyed at any time!"

The crowd echoed in agreement.

The handsome young man's face was still gloomy: "But everyone, you should know that Chu Zhiyuan is extremely difficult to destroy."

The crowd slowly fell silent and couldn't help but nod.

Assassinating Chu Zhiyuan has been constantly done by evil sect experts,

Whether many people together, or alone.

But none of them succeeded, not even hurting him.

Chu Zhiyuan seemed to have no flaws. As long as someone approached him, he would be discovered and would surely die.

And look at how many white bone towers have already been built outside the Ziyang Mountain Villa.

"Why is it difficult to destroy?" The handsome young man said in a deep voice: "Our Tianxin Sect has been tirelessly collecting information about him."

The crowd's spirits lifted and they looked at him intently.

The handsome young man said in a deep voice: "His most unique feature is his superhuman intuition, which is extremely sharp."

The crowd nodded.

The handsome young man said: "We have been looking for a way to crack it."

"Mr. Chen, has your Tianxin Sect found it?"

"The previous method of concealment can be considered one, and now we have found another method that can crack his superhuman intuition."

The crowd's spirits were greatly lifted, their eyes shining.

The reason why they could respond to the call and come here to discuss how to deal with Chu Zhiyuan.

It was because the Tianxin Sect had enough influence.

And the reason why the Tianxin Sect had such a great influence was because it taught the method of concealment to the various sects without reservation, which was rare.

Through this technique of concealment, the various sects have gained great benefits.

Now, the Tianxin Sect was about to spread a new secret technique, a secret technique to deal with Chu Zhiyuan, which made them suddenly excited and difficult to suppress.

"This is not a secret technique, but a treasure," the handsome young man said in a deep voice.

As he spoke, he took out a string of beads from his sleeve.

The round beads, each the size of a dragon's eye, shimmered with a dark luster under the light of the bonfire.

The handsome young man raised the string of beads and said in a deep voice: "This is a divine object bestowed by the sect's venerable, to shield intuition and heavenly secrets!"

He held up the string of beads, his eyes sharp, and swept across everyone's faces one by one: "Holding this bead, you will not be discovered even if you approach Chu Zhiyuan!"

The crowd was quite disappointed when they heard that it was not a secret technique, but at this time their spirits were lifted again.

The handsome young man said coldly: "Only one is needed, each person only needs to hold one of these beads, and they can approach Chu Zhiyuan and assassinate him!"

They immediately stared at the beads and quickly counted their number: twelve.

Twelve beads, one for each person, so twelve people can be gathered.

The handsome young man slowly said: "We only have this one chance!"

Someone said: "If there are twelve people, it is best if they are all Grandmasters."

Someone showed a look of embarrassment.

"Our Grandmasters have already been destroyed."

"Ours have also been destroyed."

"That's right."

Hearing these words, the handsome young man's face became even more gloomy.

The situation was so bad, it was really difficult.

The entire evil sect had been severely damaged, and there were very few Grandmasters who still survived in the sect.

The evil sects in the world couldn't even gather twelve Grandmasters, it was really sad!