Imperial Cultivation

Chu Zhiyuan felt as if he had obtained a new toy, experiencing the wonders of his Transformation Realm.

The benefits of integrating the Wonderful Spirit Pearl were now evident, as the feeling of being divided into two didn't make him uncomfortable.

Instead, he adapted to it immediately.

The range that the flying knife could sense was ten miles in radius, far less than his own.

This was, after all, just a knife soul, not his own soul and extrasensory perception.

But ten miles was already plenty.

The mountain where the flying knife was located was next to the official road, and all the passing pedestrians were reflected in his mind.

The setting sun was like remnant blood, dyeing the sky and earth red, dyeing the pedestrians coming and going on the official road red.

Some of them were in groups, riding horses, or surrounding a carriage.

Others carried baggage and walked instead of riding, striding forward.

These pedestrians were either in a hurry, worried, exhausted, or full of energy.

The vast world, the myriad living beings.

In his mind, the dim bright moon became bright again.

He closed his eyes and carefully observed this bright moon.

It was already completely different from before.

After a wisp of subtle light connected it to the hazy radiance at the end of the void, it began to slowly change.

This change was like a new life, like another self gradually growing.

It was a very strange feeling.

He vaguely felt that this was the real Transformation, not simply dividing the mind into two.

The current Transformation was only the initial stage, simply dividing the mind into two, requiring multitasking.

The true Transformation was another self, both the current self and the other self were himself.

Possessing the same soul power as himself, and possessing the same abilities as himself.

It was just that this growth was very slow, like the growth rate of an infant.

If this bright moon knife soul continued to grow, eventually becoming another self.

Then, who could kill him?

It would be equivalent to having an external avatar, even if one body died, the other body would still exist, and the soul would exist.

And if the soul existed, the body could be resurrected through secret methods.

This was the true wonder of Transformation.

The final step of the Glazed Blade Sutra, immortality, was to integrate a soul into an indestructible blade, so that the soul would be present as long as the blade was, obtaining a long lifespan?

If all things were immortal, then the soul would be immortal?

Chu Zhiyuan couldn't help but sigh.

But could it really be done like this?

He vaguely felt that it was probably not so easy to do, otherwise the founder of this Glazed Blade Sutra should be immortal.

Night surged, and Tianjing City was brightly lit, more prosperous than in the daytime.

One restaurant after another rose from the ground, brightly lit like palaces in the sky, and the sound of silk and bamboo and singing seemed to float from beyond the sky.

At this time, a small and exquisite flying knife lightly left the Sifang Inn, traveling in the night sky, silently, tracelessly.

It quickly swept across the sky above Tianjing City, merging with the night.

In a small courtyard in the southeast of the city, a couple was practicing in the center of the courtyard.

They had ordinary appearances, both with the appearance of being honest and loyal, but their moves were ruthless, like enemies, with cold eyes.

Suddenly, a bright moon appeared in their minds, hanging in the night sky, and then turned into a blade of light that slashed straight down.

They wanted to avoid it but it was too late, and their eyes went dark.

A delicate little flying knife lightly swept past two zhang above their heads.

"Bang, bang!"

The two fell to the ground, already dead.

Then their bodies quickly began to shrink.

The flying knife continued to fly forward, like a shadow flashing in the night sky, with incredible speed.

It swept over courtyards, flew over restaurants, and flew over streets.

When it finally flew back into Chu Zhiyuan's sleeve, it was already an hour later.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at the bright moon in his mind with satisfaction. Killing these thousand people had made the bright moon grow a little, comparable to a month's work.

This cleanup should have cleared out almost all of the heretical sect demons in Tianjing City.

But the heretical sect demons were constantly bringing people in, so it was impossible to completely eliminate them.

This was already enough.

The next morning, Chu Zhiyuan and the three women left the Sifang Inn together.

After leaving the Sifang Inn, Shen Hanyue turned her head to look around, and didn't find any city guards or imperial guards following them.

"Strange," Shen Hanyue said in surprise, "Why aren't they following us?"

She originally thought that another group of tails would be following them, but there was no one there.

This change was too fast.

Xu Yingying looked at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "They probably know that no one will assassinate me anymore, so there's no need to waste manpower."

"How do they know that no one will assassinate you?"

"I killed a batch yesterday, and almost cleared out the heretical sect experts."

Shen Hanyue said, "They're all wiped out?"

Chu Zhiyuan nodded, "Almost."

"If they're all wiped out, will they agree to the Three Dynasties Agreement?" Shen Hanyue said in confusion, "They'll definitely drag it out, right?"

Without experiencing the pain of having their skin cut, it was estimated that they would not agree.

Chu Zhiyuan had cleared out these demons in advance, not allowing them to cause trouble, so the people and officials of Da Meng could not strongly feel the hatred and deserving death of the heretical sect demons.

This was actually not conducive to the signing of the Three Dynasties Collaboration.

Xu Yingying smiled and said, "You've softened your heart, Young Master?"

Chu Zhiyuan nodded and said, "I really can't bear to see the heretical sect doing evil and harming the innocent."

Shen Hanyue hummed, "I'm just afraid that they won't be grateful, but will be dissatisfied."

Xu Yingying said, "Who cares if they're satisfied or not? It's good to have a clear conscience."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled.

Xu Yingying still knew him.

However, she also thought too highly of him. If it wasn't for the cultivation of the Glazed Blade Sutra, he wouldn't be so anxious.

Of course, being so anxious also had its benefits, at least establishing a good impression.

After all, everyone else was not stupid, and they all knew these basic means.

He discarded the means and showed sincerity, and the effect may not be bad.

The four came to a restaurant, not the previous Flying Snow Restaurant, but the Tianxiang Restaurant.

The style of Tianxiang Restaurant was different from Flying Snow Restaurant, not so lively.

The seats were quite spacious, making it much quieter, and the guests didn't speak so loudly.

After the four sat down, they ordered wine and dishes, and then chatted while listening to the discussions around them.

"Have you heard? A cave mansion has appeared in the west, said to be an ancient cave mansion."

"An ancient cave mansion, there's nothing to see there."

"The things in the ancient cave mansion are not valuable, and even if there is inheritance, you can't practice it."

"I heard that the owner of this cave mansion is not an ordinary person, but a person known as the Sword God."

"Sword God? Hehe, throughout the ages, there have been many who call themselves Sword Gods."

"I guess, no one is interested. Who found the cave mansion?"

"The Guo family. The Guo family's herbalist dug up this cave mansion. It's really bad luck. This cave mansion is very evil. Whoever goes in dies. So far, more than a dozen people have died, and no one dares to go in anymore."

"Poisoned, right?"

"The Guo family is best at detoxification, but it's still useless."