Imperial Cultivation

He judged that this demonic spawn was the demonic expert who had injured Uncle Fifteen.

Uncle Fifteen was injured on the extraterritorial battlefield, most likely severely wounded by a demonic expert.

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Uncle Fifteen clearly hated him to the extreme.

Naturally, this grievance had to be avenged for Uncle Fifteen.

However, his cultivation was too weak now; it wouldn't be too late to talk about it later.

No one could say for sure what the future held; perhaps he could really enter the Spirit Guard.

From Chu Honglin's words, he already knew why he had to enter the Spirit Guard.

After cultivation reached the Transformation God Realm and one became a Venerable, to become a Spirit Venerable, one had to go to the extraterritorial battlefield.

Spirit Venerables could only be made on the extraterritorial battlefield, whether through the tempering of厮杀, or because of the different spiritual energy, or the stimulation of the demon and妖族.

The mystery of which had not been clarified to this day.

Venerables who entered the Transformation God Realm could hardly resist the temptation of the Spirit Venerable.

… …

Chu Zhiyuan returned to his small courtyard in the evening, carrying two boxes of books.

One box was about the records of the Demon Subduing Spirit Mountain, and the other was about the records of Divine Script and the God Race.

He saw Tianren Peak in it.

He thoroughly understood the beginning and end of the disappearance of the ancient God Race.

After the disappearance of the ancient God Race, for a time, the inheritance and writing of the God Race did not completely disappear.

A portion of people inherited the cultivation method of the God Race, calling themselves the Tianren Cultivation Art, with the goal of cultivating into Tianzun.

The Tianren Cultivation Art improved the cultivation realm, and martial skills used the power of Divine Script as a guide, creating various martial arts.

The Great Demon Subduing Seal was one of them.

Later, the Tianren internally split again, with some advocating focusing on the Tianren Cultivation Art to improve the realm.

Another part felt that the Tianren Cultivation Art had no hope of being cultivated, and instead, Divine Script martial arts were more practical, focusing on Divine Script martial arts.

Splitting and splitting again, most of them were annihilated in the long river of history.

The Demon Subduing Spirit Mountain obtained one inheritance of Divine Script martial arts, integrating it into its own martial arts system, becoming its fundamental martial art, which was the Great Demon Subduing Seal.

The original name of the Great Demon Subduing Seal was definitely not this; it was changed by the Demon Subduing Spirit Mountain.

So it was difficult to understand the meaning of that Divine Script.

The Great Demon Subduing Seal could be cultivated thanks to the compatible state of mind between the Six Paths Demon Subduing Sutra and the Great Demon Subduing Seal.

The Six Paths Demon Subduing Sutra had already been lost.

However, compared to the Six Paths Demon Subduing Sutra, the Great Demon Subduing Seal was of even higher value.

He saw these things and felt that it was not much different from seeing nothing.

He only understood the origin, but Divine Script and Tianren Cultivation Art were not mentioned at all.

He quickly calmed his mind and continued to cultivate; when he was exhausted, he did not fall asleep but laughed.

He had actually reached the Sixth Revolution.

The Yin-Yang fish became more agile, rotated faster, and the Yuan Qi became purer.

In the early morning, as he stepped into the Great Bright Peak, two Inner Court Guards greeted him and clasped their fists, saying, "Ninth Prince, the quota competition will be held in the Di Wu Courtyard today."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "Lead the way, thank you both."

In the last four days, the First Prince had not used any tricks outside the arena.

Clearly, he did not know the true realm of his Great Bright Fist.

He had already been attracted by his Great Demon Subduing Seal.

This meant that he would take this quota into his pocket.

These two Inner Court Guards deserve no small credit.

The two smiled and shook their heads.

They led the way ahead, ascended the ice-built steps, and slowly came to the outside of the ice-built palace halfway up the mountain.

Chu Honglin stood outside the gate; seeing him come, he beckoned.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, clasped his fist, and came closer: "Uncle Fifteen, has it started yet?"

Chu Honglin sized him up and down, nodding with satisfaction: "It seems you weren't so nervous and excited that you couldn't sleep."

Chu Zhiyuan laughed: "This little thing, what's there to be nervous about!"

Chu Honglin chuckled: "Go in."

The Seventh Prince came out in a hurry, seeing Chu Zhiyuan, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Ninth Brother, you're finally here, hurry up!"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Is it about to start? Starting without waiting for me?"

The Seventh Prince said angrily: "They all think they shouldn't wait for you, thinking that whether you come or not doesn't affect anything."

Chu Zhiyuan snorted.

Chu Honglin did not speak.

These little fellows were just clamoring themselves; if the Ninth Prince really didn't come, they really couldn't start.

This was the rule; missing one person would not work, it would represent unfairness.

They entered the gate, turned past the screen wall, and came to the main courtyard.

A square courtyard, except for the cloisters on both sides, the center was about ten feet long.

Under the steps in front of the main hall were two exotic beast incense burners.

The dark green brick-paved ground formed a unique and elegant style with the surrounding white jade walls.

A group of princes and princesses gathered in the courtyard, chatting and laughing in twos and threes.

Four middle-aged men in purple robes were standing in the center of the courtyard, motionless like four statues.

They closed their eyes, bathed in the golden light of the sun, their aura like mountains.

As soon as Chu Zhiyuan came in, he saw Chu Zhen and Chu Qiao looking around in the pile of young girls; seeing him come in, they waved vigorously.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and waved his hand, following the Seventh Prince and Chu Honglin to the center.

He came to the four middle-aged men in purple robes.

Chu Honglin said: "Fifth Brother, the Ninth Prince has arrived, we can start."

A middle-aged man opened his eyes; it was Chu Hongming, whom he had seen in the palace before.

Chu Hongming solemnly looked at Chu Zhiyuan: "Ninth Prince, what time is it now!"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Fifth Uncle, let's not delay everyone's time; since everyone is here, let's start."

"You're presumptuous!" Chu Hongming snorted.

Chu Zhiyuan had an indifferent look: "Fifth Uncle, everyone is not here to listen to Fifth Uncle scolding me; they are here to compete for the quota… Eldest Brother, how about we have a match?"

He turned his gaze to the First Prince, Chu Liechu, in the crowd and raised his voice.

Chu Lie revealed a smile: “Ninth brother, aren’t you being too hasty?”

Chu Zhiyuan said: “These brothers have all been bought off by you, and they are too embarrassed to compete with you, so I have to compete for them.”

“Fifth brother, what are you saying!” The Fourth Prince hummed in a deep voice.

The princesses curiously looked at him, watching him anger all his brothers with just one sentence.

Chu Zhen and Chu Qiao were helpless.

Their eldest brother was different in private than he used to be, but in front of people, he was still the same.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: “Fourth brother, do you dare to fight with eldest brother? …Knowing you are no match, you don’t want to make a move to avoid humiliating yourself?”

“……” The Fourth Prince's face was gloomy.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head and said: “A martial artist is still afraid of failure, really… Fourth brother, you should just stay put!”

He looked at the First Prince: “Eldest brother, do you dare to fight me?”

The First Prince looked around.

The princes were all silent, their gazes turning elsewhere.

The First Prince's gaze shifted between the Second Prince and the Third Prince.

Both princes also turned their gazes away.

Among the princes, only the First Prince, Second Prince, and Third Prince could defeat the Fourth Prince.

Their cultivation realm matched their age.

Those weaker than the Fourth Prince naturally didn't need to make a move, nor could they test his strength.

Neither the Second Prince nor the Third Prince had any intention of testing Chu Zhiyuan for the First Prince.

In this way, the First Prince would have to directly confront Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan said with a chuckle: “Eldest brother, after all is said and done, all kinds of thoughts and means ultimately have to be put into action.”

“Ninth brother, then I will learn your brilliant moves, and see if your Great Bright Fist is as powerful as your mouth.”

“Eldest brother, please—!” Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fist.

The princes made way for him, and the First Prince slowly walked to the center.

Chu Hongming said with a cold face: “You two want to compete?”

“Please, Fifth Uncle, supervise.”

“Only spar, no killing.” Chu Hongming said in a deep voice: “You are brothers, don’t hurt the harmony!”

“Yes.” Chu Lie nodded.

Chu Zhiyuan snorted: “Fifth Uncle, you are always so long-winded, quickly make way!”

Chu Hongming snorted coldly: “You brat, alright, begin!”

The five of them stepped back, making way.

Chu Zhiyuan chuckled and said: “Eldest brother, I’ll give you a little surprise, take this fist!”

A light punch.

A ball of soft light lit up in the void above his head, then disappeared with a whoosh.

The next moment, a fist of light appeared in front of Chu Lie's chest.

Chu Lie didn't have time to react and was already knocked flying, spurting out a mouthful of blood in the air.

“Ah—?!”

“Impossible!”

“Spirit Transformation!”

……

Everyone blurted out.

This scene left them dumbfounded.

Only Chu Honglin had a smile on his lips as he watched Chu Lie land like a stone with a “bang,” staggering and about to fall.

In the astonished gazes of the crowd, Chu Lie's face flushed red as if he were drunk, and he looked at Chu Zhiyuan in astonishment.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: “Eldest brother, do you want to try again?”

Chu Lie took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort in his chest, and swallowed the mouthful of blood.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: “Eldest brother, don’t force yourself, there’s no need.”

Chu Lie took another deep breath and slowly said: “A Great Bright Fist at the Spirit Entry level?”

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: “Eldest brother has good eyes.”

“How is it possible…”

“Dying once gave me a deep understanding of the Great Bright Fist. This can be considered a blessing in disguise,… A great disaster is bound to be followed by good fortune. This saying is absolutely correct!”

“So that’s how it is!” Chu Lie showed a bitter expression and shook his head with a sigh: “A Great Bright Fist at the Spirit Entry level, I am no match.”

“Eldest brother, do you still want to compete?”

“…… Forget it.” Chu Lie shook his head and clasped his fist: “Congratulations, Ninth brother.”

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fist triumphantly and turned his gaze to the other princes: “Second brother, Third brother, do you want to try my Great Bright Fist?”

The Second Prince and Third Prince were both extraordinarily handsome, but at this time, their faces were solemn as they stared at him intently.

They were speculating whether Chu Zhiyuan still had the ability to throw a second or third punch.

Chu Zhiyuan said: “Second brother, come on!”

The Second Prince ultimately shook his head: “Forget it, I am not your opponent.”

“What about Third brother?” Chu Zhiyuan said.

The Third Prince said helplessly: “I can’t either.”

Chu Zhiyuan suddenly burst into laughter, unable to contain himself, causing everyone to look at each other, not knowing what he was going crazy about.

Chu Hongming shouted: “Ninth Prince, what are you laughing at?”

“Fifth Uncle, don’t you find it funny?” Chu Zhiyuan pointed at the Second Prince and Third Prince: “Second brother and Third brother both want to pick up a bargain, letting the other one fight me first to see if I can still throw another punch, but in the end, neither of them wants to go first, which ultimately benefits me.”

“Ninth Prince, shut your mouth!” Chu Hongming shouted.

He looked at the Second Prince and Third Prince, whose faces were flushed red and glaring at him angrily, and felt helpless.

There was really no way to deal with this Ninth Prince. A troublemaker, a scoundrel, saying whatever came to mind, yet always hitting the nail on the head, stabbing people in their hearts.

These words could be seen through but not spoken, otherwise, it would offend people.

The Ninth Prince was fine, just not afraid of offending people.

If he hadn’t been born into the royal family, a child from an ordinary family would have been beaten to death long ago.

Chu Zhiyuan stopped laughing: “Fifth Uncle, can the results be announced now? This spot is mine, right?”

Chu Hongming looked around, his gaze shifting across the faces of the princes, and finally looked at the First Prince.

The First Prince's face had already returned to normal, but it was three parts paler, indicating he was seriously injured.

The power of a Spirit Entry level Great Bright Fist was astonishing.

If Chu Honglin hadn't extended his palm and pressed it against his back, helping him dissolve the force of the punch, he would have already spat out blood again.