Imperial Cultivation

Meng Gengbai shook his head and said, "The wonders of flowing water and gentle breeze that I know seem unable to fully unleash the exquisite nature of the swordplay."

Chu Zhiyuan raised his sword-like eyebrows: "Then practice it and let me see."

As a true disciple of the Qi Ling Sect, Meng Gengbai's comprehension would certainly not be lacking.

Chu Zhiyuan was proficient and valued both swordplay and saber techniques, believing that skill approached the Dao.

However, the rule of this world was that realm was everything, and one could not neglect cultivation realm for the sake of swordplay and saber techniques.

Therefore, when he saw someone deeply studying saber techniques and swordplay, he felt it was rare.

If there were no conflicts of interest, he would lend a hand if he could.

For example, this Meng Gengbai was clearly a martial arts fanatic, extremely obsessed with swordplay.

This Flowing Wind Swordplay was extremely exquisite, ranking second among his own sword techniques.

Although mastering this swordplay could not compare with the White Rainbow Style, it was still rare to find a match in the world.

Such an exquisite swordplay indeed required sufficient comprehension.

"Please guide me, Your Highness," Meng Gengbai said solemnly, drawing his sword and slowly initiating the swordplay.

Chu Zhiyuan stared at his sword movements, feeling the artistic conception within his sword.

Light, gentle, incorporating the essence of flowing water and gentle breeze.

But indeed, the power was insufficient.

An overemphasis on lightness and gentleness, instead losing the killing intent, only having clarity without heaviness.

Meng Gengbai finished practicing the nine stances, stopped his sword, and looked at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Let me demonstrate it once."

Meng Gengbai's eyes immediately lit up, staring intently at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan drew the Clear Shadow Sword and began to demonstrate the Flowing Wind Swordplay.

Lightness and steadiness merged into one, like a gentle breeze caressing a secluded pool.

Combining lightness and relaxation, it possessed a particularly unrestrained and vigorous feeling.

Meng Gengbai watched with burning eyes, extremely excited, the hand holding his sword occasionally bulging with veins, wishing he could practice it immediately.

When Chu Zhiyuan finished the nine stances, he looked at Meng Gengbai.

Meng Gengbai hurriedly said, "Let me try again."

He once again wielded his sword, displaying the Flowing Wind Swordplay, and the sword's momentum and charm immediately changed greatly.

It already possessed six or seven tenths of the spirit of Chu Zhiyuan's demonstration.

This was the final layer of the window paper.

Meng Gengbai's comprehension was high enough, understanding the essence of gentle breeze and flowing water.

However, the direction of combining them was incorrect, blending them towards clarity.

Chu Zhiyuan pointed out the different direction of blending, and he immediately understood.

He immediately grasped the essence, leaving only the process of slowly familiarizing himself with it.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded in satisfaction.

Meng Gengbai's strength would greatly increase after mastering this set of swordplay.

Meng Gengbai sheathed his sword, praising gratefully: "As expected of Your Highness."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Young Master Meng, you were only a little bit away."

Meng Gengbai shook his head: "For the past few years, I have been pondering hard, but I have never been able to grasp the key."

What he felt most was the difference in aptitude.

He knew that Great Jing's Fourth Prince, Chu Zhiyuan, had the most outstanding aptitude in the world, rare to find.

In fact, he had always been somewhat unconvinced, feeling that if he were also a prince, he might be able to do it.

The White Rainbow Style saber technique amazed him, making him realize his narrow-mindedness.

He was very clear that this was definitely not luck.

Chu Zhiyuan directly performed this swordplay as if he had painstakingly cultivated it for decades.

This was not something that luck could achieve.

Even if he comprehended it, it would take years of effort to practice it to this level.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and shook his head, no longer being modest.

Zou Fang suddenly turned her head to look, then looked at Chu Zhiyuan again.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

Zou Fang got up and went to open the door, Su Qiuyan, a young man, and a middle-aged man entered.

Meng Gengbai tactfully bid farewell and left.

Chu Zhiyuan personally escorted him to the door, smiling and saying, "Young Master Meng, your Qi Ling Sect has been researching methods to crack the hidden aura of the evil sect's demons, right?"

"Yes, my uncles and elders are currently studying this set of hidden aura techniques."

"Any progress?"

"…It seems not," Meng Gengbai shook his head gently: "This mental technique seems ordinary, the key is that it incorporates extraterrestrial alien power, making it so difficult to break."

"Can the Demon Subduing Divine Palm not break this extraterrestrial alien power?"

"Not yet," Meng Gengbai shook his head: "The Demon Subduing Divine Palm cannot break this extraterrestrial alien power, it's a very strange power."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded solemnly: "It must be done as soon as possible, more and more demons are infiltrating the city."

"…I will do my best," Meng Gengbai said.

He could not respond to this matter, it was of great importance, and his own level and authority were not enough.

He couldn't help but look at the young man who came in with Su Qiuyan, cupping his fist in a salute: "Brother Yang."

The young man had an ordinary appearance, not attracting attention in a crowd.

He cupped his fist and nodded with a smile: "Junior Brother Meng, what a coincidence."

Meng Gengbai said: "Brother Yang, I will take my leave first."

"Okay, let's get together again in a few days," the young man smiled and cupped his fist.

Meng Gengbai once again cupped his fist to Chu Zhiyuan, and then left the small courtyard.

Su Qiuyan smiled and said, "Your Highness, let me introduce you, this is the Deputy Director of the Listening Rain Pavilion."

She pointed to the ordinary-looking young man, smiling and saying, "Yang Tianluo, a true disciple of the Formless Sect."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "A true disciple of the Formless Sect, my respects, I don't seem to have heard of the Deputy Director of the Listening Rain Pavilion before."

He felt that this Yang Tianluo was likely the powerful figure newly joined that Xu Jingwen mentioned.

"A newly added position in the Listening Rain Pavilion," Su Qiuyan smiled: "Young Master Yang is extremely powerful, especially skilled in tracking, his tracking skills are unparalleled in the world."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and cupped his fist: "Lord Yang, thank you for your hard work."

Yang Tianluo smiled, cupping his fist in return: "Your Highness is too polite, please feel free to give any instructions."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded, looking at the other middle-aged man.

Su Qiuyan smiled and said, "The Deputy Director of the Listening Wind Pavilion, Lei Zhengyang, Lord Lei."

Lei Zhengyang cupped his fist and smiled: "We are here by the Emperor's order to cooperate with Your Highness, Your Highness only needs to give instructions, and we will do our best."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded approvingly: "Lord Lei is forthright, please look this way."

He came to the small pavilion, pointing to the map hanging there, his finger sliding back and forth on several red lines: "These are the locations of those evil sect's headquarters, I can only sense their direction, but I can't determine exactly where they are, so I need the help of the two of you."

The two looked at the map, immediately understanding Chu Zhiyuan's meaning.

The two pondered.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Can the Listening Wind Pavilion and Listening Rain Pavilion find out these evil sect headquarters?"

"We can give it a try!" The two looked at each other, their expressions solemn.

This was indeed not easy.

It seemed that there were already clear directions on the map, but what about the range?

For example, the headquarters of a Demon Heart Sect on this map is in the southwest direction, there are mountains and rivers along the way, but the range of the southwest direction cannot be determined.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Just search within a one-mile radius, the error should not exceed one mile."

"That's good," the two immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Searching within a one-mile radius was indeed not that difficult for the two pavilions.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "The sooner the better, the headquarters of the Heavenly Heart Sect and Jade Cauldron Sect are estimated to be destroyed within ten days."

Lei Zhengyang said solemnly: "I will have my subordinates start today!"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled.

He looked at Yang Tianluo.

Yang Tianluo said in a deep voice: "Start today."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "With the help of the two of you, I believe these evil sect headquarters will be cleared out soon."

Yang Tianluo asked with a smile: "Does Your Highness know Meng Gengbai of the Qi Ling Sect?"

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "We just exchanged some swordplay techniques."

Yang Tianluo said: "Your Highness condescends to associate with him, admirable and praiseworthy!"

Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand: "It's not about condescending, I just like to make friends through martial arts, is this a taboo?"

"Your Highness is overthinking it," Yang Tianluo hurriedly said.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "The young talents of Great Meng are all extraordinary, truly enviable."