Imperial Cultivation

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.

Xiao Ruoling frowned as she looked at the three corpses on the ground.

Only then did the surrounding people react and scream in alarm.

Some, bolder, widened their eyes to watch, while the timid shrank back, keeping their distance.

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However, because it was already over, no one ran out of the building; instead, they all stared at this side to watch the excitement.

Chu Zhiyuan was handsome and compelling, Xiao Ruoling was stunningly beautiful, their elegance unmatched.

She had been wearing a white veil earlier, taking it off while eating, but she faced the window with her back to the crowd, so they hadn't seen her exquisite beauty.

Now that people saw her, they couldn't help but look over frequently.

Seeing such a beautiful woman, their tension and fear couldn't help but dissipate a little.

Xiao Ruoling, however, stared at the shrinking corpses, gently shaking her head.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "There will be a few more waves; these guys are crazy enough."

Xiao Ruoling furrowed her brow and said, "They should know they don't have much chance of winning, so why do they still seek death?"

Chu Zhiyuan said, "They believe the nonsense of their Venerable One that those who assassinate me and die will have their souls ascend to heaven."

"Then they will assassinate endlessly," Xiao Ruoling said, "Taking it as a method of liberation?"

Chu Zhiyuan said, "There won't be too many people being foolish like that."

What the future holds is unknown, and the unknown is what makes people fearful.

It's better to live well now.

"I'm just afraid they'll think they can't survive anyway, so they might as well fight you to the death."

"Yes, eventually it will come to that," Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

When the killing reaches a certain point, these heretical sect demons will despair and develop a will to fight to the death.

But now, in Da Meng, it's far from that point, so there won't be too many assassins.

As the two were talking, eight people suddenly flew out from the crowd and charged over together.

Four charged towards Guo Chi and the others, and four charged towards Chu Zhiyuan.

A cold, gleaming sword light cut through the air with incredible speed.

Shun 'There's more!'

The surrounding people screamed and retreated, causing chaos in the restaurant.

Four white lights flew out from Chu Zhiyuan's sleeve.

The four white lights were like four shadows, lightly skimming through the air, passing through the foreheads of the four youths without hindrance.

Four exquisite flying knives flew out from the back of their heads, bringing with them a mixture of red and white liquid.

They trembled lightly in the air, their bodies returning to a smooth state, suspended in the air as if four living creatures were looking down on the guests on the first floor.

Guo Chi and the other four also dealt with the four youths.

Adding these eight to the original three, there were already eleven corpses lying on the ground.

The previous three had already shrunk rapidly.

The shopkeeper had a bitter smile on his face, constantly wiping the sweat from his forehead.

With heretical sect demons carrying out assassinations, the restaurant's business would definitely be greatly affected.

This was simply an unexpected disaster.

The pair of celestial figures being assassinated were certainly rich and noble, and absolutely could not be offended.

He could only blame his bad luck for encountering this terrible event.

A young man in the crowd raised his voice and said, "Well done! Heretical sect demons deserve to die!"

Chu Zhiyuan looked over and saw a handsome young man with sword-like brows and starry eyes, his expression high-spirited, applauding in praise.

He wore a long saber at his waist, the handle exuding an antique charm, indicating that it was no ordinary blade.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "May I ask who you are?"

"Zhao Rongfei of the Golden Saber Sect!"

"So it's a talented disciple of the Golden Saber Sect," Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "However, the heretical sect demons are rampant; Young Master Zhao should avoid muddying these waters."

Zhao Rongfei placed his hand on the saber handle, "I always kill heretical sect demons whenever I see one; may I ask who you are…?"

"Chu Zhiyuan," Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile.

"The Fourth Prince of Da Jing?" Zhao Rongfei asked.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded, "It seems Young Master Zhao has also heard of my name."

"The Fourth Prince's name is like thunder in my ears!" Zhao Rongfei looked at the four flying knives hovering above Chu Zhiyuan's head, "Especially the Fourth Prince's name as the Flying Knife, with the title of Knife God."

Chu Zhiyuan chuckled, "I'm unworthy of the praise."

"I have always wanted to see the Prince's flying knives, and today I finally have the honor of witnessing them," Zhao Rongfei stared at the four flying knives and said with emotion, "They are indeed magical."

Flying knives have always been hidden weapons, but now, they seem to have gained spirituality, hovering in mid-air before being launched again.

This has already departed from the category of hidden weapons.

Such flying knives have never been seen before; they are indeed magical, and I really don't know how it's done.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Actually, there's nothing surprising about it; it's just the sword control technique from ancient times."

"No wonder," Zhao Rongfei nodded in realization.

The Golden Saber Sect also has some ancient inheritances, which are indeed incredibly powerful.

But the cultivation environment at that time was different from now; the spiritual energy was abundant, and the power of the same techniques was several times stronger.

More importantly, in the current environment, some powerful techniques cannot be practiced at all and can only be used to practice some low-level martial arts.

Chu Zhiyuan has mastered the ancient sword control technique, coupled with the strange material of the flying knives, thus achieving the power of the ancient sword control technique.

In any case, it is indeed miraculous.

Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand.

Guo Chi and the other four hurriedly moved the corpses away, clearing the space.

Chu Zhiyuan extended his hand and smiled, "Young Master Zhao, come and sit with us."

"This…"

"Young Master Zhao doesn't dare?" Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile.

"What's there to dare?" Zhao Rongfei chuckled, approached, and clasped his fist towards Xiao Ruoling, "Is this the Holy Maiden Xiao?"

"Indeed," Xiao Ruoling nodded lightly, her beautiful face indifferent.

Zhao Rongfei didn't mind.

The Holy Maiden of Inviting Moon Palace is like a fairy, untouched by the mundane world; it's normal for her to be aloof.

"Let's sit down and talk," Chu Zhiyuan stretched out his hand, sat down, and smiled, "Young Master Zhao is a direct disciple of the Golden Saber Sect, right?"

Zhao Rongfei should be around thirty years old, already a Grandmaster Realm Third Heaven, so he should not be an ordinary disciple.

He is likely a direct disciple.

"Yes," Zhao Rongfei sat down to his left, "How did the Prince master these flying knives?"

Chu Zhiyuan said, "That's a long story, and it needs to be told from the beginning."

Zhao Rongfei's spirit lifted, "Feel free to start from the beginning."

"If Young Master Zhao doesn't mind me being long-winded, then I'll tell you slowly; come, let's drink," Chu Zhiyuan smiled as he poured him a cup of wine, and the two drank a cup together.

Chu Zhiyuan put down his wine cup and smiled, "It's been so long, and the city guards still haven't come."

Zhao Rongfei curled his lips, "The city guards are only good at cleaning up messes; you can't count on them for anything else."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "If they're so useless, why is the security in Tianjing still so good?"

"Although the city guards are rotten, the Flying Sky Divine Enforcers are powerful; even martial arts experts who commit crimes can't escape the Flying Sky Divine Enforcers' pursuit."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "The Flying Sky Divine Enforcers aren't enough, are they?"

"They can issue wanted orders; everyone can pursue wanted criminals; those sect disciples who mess around are directly caught by their sects, and lone ghosts are even worse off; there are too many people eager to claim the reward."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded slowly.

Four white lights flew out from his sleeve again, hovering in the air, another four flying knives.

A total of eight flying knives hovered in the air, looking down at the surroundings.

They suddenly shot out.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Young Master Zhao, come, let's have another drink."

He raised his cup and drank with Zhao Rongfei, while the eight flying knives had already shot out.

Eight men not far away suddenly stood up, flying and pouncing towards this side, meeting the flying knives in mid-air.

The flying knives lightly pierced through their foreheads, causing the light in their eyes to quickly dim, and they fell straight to the ground.

"Kill!"

In the roar, another eight middle-aged men flew out, pouncing towards Chu Zhiyuan's side.

The eight flying knives lightly pierced through their foreheads.

Chu Zhiyuan continued to drink with Zhao Rongfei.

The eight flying knives seemed not to need Chu Zhiyuan's control, killing the assassins on their own.

This made Zhao Rongfei extremely surprised.

A small group of guests remained in the restaurant, staring at this side with a mixture of fear and excitement.