Imperial Cultivation

"Who are you?" The young man said in a deep voice, "What are you doing here?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled slightly and said, "The scenery here is excellent, so I stopped to admire it."

"This is not a place for sightseeing. If you know what's good for you, leave immediately!" the young man said coldly.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at him with a smile: "Oh? Why isn't this a place for sightseeing? The scenery is clearly excellent, lush and vibrant, and it's filled with wisps of strange aura. It really is a wondrous place."

"What strange or unstrange, leave immediately!" the young man said coldly.

He glanced at Zou Fang, then looked at Chu Zhiyuan: "Otherwise, you won't be able to leave even if you want to!"

Chu Zhiyuan chuckled and shook his head: "The world is so big, is there any place I can't go?"

"Who are you?" the young man snorted coldly. "What big words!"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Before I announce who I am, shouldn't you first say who you are?"

"You really want to know who I am?" The young man sneered.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "Wouldn't you be a disciple of the True Hua Sect? - An Elder?"

The young man's expression changed slightly, and his gaze immediately turned cold.

A surging aura slowly gathered, like a mountain pressing down.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Looks like I guessed right? Then may I ask which Elder of the True Hua Sect you are?"

But Zou Fang beside him was a Grandmaster.

The reason the young man had been talking instead of acting directly was because he was wary of Zou Fang.

Someone served by a Grandmaster was definitely not an ordinary person. Even a prince wouldn't have a Grandmaster serving him.

Grandmasters were top-tier existences, whether in the imperial court or in martial arts sects, and their status was respected.

Within a sect, they were elders or grand elders. In the imperial court, they were guests of the Grandmaster's Mansion and would never do such a thing as serving someone.

Even a prince wouldn't be qualified.

Unless it was the emperor.

But the current emperor of Da Jing could never be this young.

So he was extremely curious and also somewhat apprehensive.

Seeing that he was only sizing up Zou Fang and not speaking, Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Are we going to fight? - Announcing your name isn't a big deal. This concealing and hiding lacks the bearing of a Grandmaster."

"How do you know I am a Grandmaster?" The young man frowned.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "It's easy to tell a Grandmaster, - the main base of the True Hua Sect is here, right?

"You are - Chu Zhiyuan?!" The young man's expression changed slightly.

He had felt that something was off all along, vaguely thinking of something, and now he finally understood.

The only person in the world who could have a Grandmaster serving him was the future emperor.

The one who fit the description of the future emperor was the Fourth Prince of Da Jing, Chu Zhiyuan!

Thinking of this, his expression changed slightly, and he had the intention to retreat.

This Chu Zhiyuan was too strange, stained with the blood of countless disciples of evil sects.

Not to mention the Innate experts who died at his hands, not to mention the Grandmaster experts, even the number of Grandmasters exceeded ten.

Although he was also a Grandmaster, he had only recently become one.

Moreover, there was also that Zou Fang, so he had no chance of winning. It was best to leave first.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Looks like you know my name, - nice to meet you."

"- Nice to meet you," he gritted his teeth.

He vaguely understood in his heart that he would probably not be able to escape today unless he used a secret technique.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "You're thinking about how to escape now, aren't you?"

"Does the Prince want to destroy the main base of my True Hua Sect?"

"Yes, now it's your True Hua Sect's turn," Chu Zhiyuan nodded. "It's too late for you to escape now. You are doomed."

The young man said in a deep voice, "How can the Prince let me go?"

He secretly activated his power.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "There's no way I can let you go."

After he spoke, the Sword Soul moved.

The young man's eyes flashed, then quickly dimmed until they went out.

Chu Zhiyuan watched him fall limply to the ground and also sat down cross-legged: "Keep watch for me."

A small flying knife flew out from his sleeve and stuck to the young man's brow.

Chu Zhiyuan formed a hand seal and moved his lips, silently chanting a mantra.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew around, and a strange feeling brushed across his face.

Zou Fang's expression was solemn, and he turned his head to look around.

He felt that this gust of wind was strange.

Then he saw Chu Zhiyuan stop his movements, motionless in meditation.

Zou Fang became even more vigilant, looking around, ready to strike at any moment.

After a cup of tea's time, the young man who had fallen motionless suddenly trembled and slowly opened his eyes.

Zou Fang's expression changed slightly.

What he saw was the young man slowly sitting up, his movements stiff,

his expression flashing with confusion and defocus from time to time, and clarity from time to time.

Zou Fang took a step closer to Chu Zhiyuan, staring nervously at the young man, his palms already gathering spiritual energy.

The young man looked around, looking at his surroundings, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter.

Zou Fang looked at Chu Zhiyuan and found that Chu Zhiyuan was motionless as if in meditation, still without any movement.

He stared nervously at the young man.

The young man finally withdrew his gaze from surveying the surroundings and turned to look at Zou Fang, suddenly smiling: "Zou Fang."

Zou Fang was surprised, looking at the young man, seeing a hint of familiarity in his smile.

The young man suddenly wiped his face, and when he looked up again, he had already turned into Chu Zhiyuan's appearance.

"You -" Zou Fang was surprised: "Your Highness?"

He turned his head to look at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan opened his eyes at this time, revealing a smile.

Zou Fang looked at Chu Zhiyuan and then at the young man who had turned into Chu Zhiyuan's appearance.

Chu Zhiyuan laughed: "Confused, aren't you?"

"Your Highness, this is -?"

"An External Avatar," Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "The method of seizing a body really works."

He was just trying to use the method of seizing a body, but he didn't use his own soul, but used the Sword Soul.

This also gave him a chance for error.

He didn't expect it to be so easy. As soon as he used it, he succeeded in transferring the Sword Soul from the flying knife into this body.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "If I don't speak, can you tell the difference?"

"- The aura is still different," Zou Fang nodded: "This servant can tell immediately."

Chu Zhiyuan said, "I haven't been able to cultivate my mental cultivation method yet. It will be better after practicing for a while."

"Your Highness -" Zou Fang was very surprised: "What kind of amazing skill is this?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "It's a secret skill in the Eternal Spirit Secret Canon. Only you and I know about this matter, and you are not allowed to tell a third person."

"This servant understands," Zou Fang said quickly.

Chu Zhiyuan sighed: "I will ascend in the future, and he will stay to accompany my royal father and royal mother,

so as not to leave any flaws."

"But -" Zou Fang hesitated.

Two Chu Zhiyuans spoke at the same time, in unison: "The External Avatar and I are one. He is me, and I am him."

Zou Fang stared wide-eyed in surprise, looking at Chu Zhiyuan and then at the other Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at himself opposite him and shook his head: "It's like looking in a mirror, but it's not like looking in a mirror. It's really strange to be together."

This feeling was very strange, like looking in a mirror, and like the state of multitasking.

But both sides were himself, like his left hand and right hand.

The young man's appearance quickly changed, turning into an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.

Zou Fang breathed a sigh of relief.

That awkward feeling finally disappeared.

Looking at two identical Chu Zhiyuans was too shocking for him.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "The avatar is still a little lacking. I need to find a place to retreat and cultivate, completely change the mental cultivation method, and improve my cultivation."

"Your Highness is wise," Zou Fang nodded quickly.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "When he comes to find you again, it will only count as passing if you can't see any flaws."

Zou Fang nodded quickly.

Watching the avatar drift away, Chu Zhiyuan simultaneously possessed two perspectives.

He withdrew his mind.

The Sword Soul now had the intelligence and ability of a twenty-year-old, which could maintain the normal operation of his thinking, and his thinking was no longer limited by intelligence and operating slowly.

Between him and the clone, they could synchronize with a thought, and when the thought was withdrawn, they could each do their own thing.