Imperial Cultivation

The sun was setting, and the evening glow filled the sky.

Outside the South Gate of Yujing, hundreds of Imperial Guards stood solemnly, long spears in hand, the tips of the spears and their bright armor shimmering in the sunset.

The area within a two-mile radius had been placed under martial law.

The common people who came to watch the spectacle were all blocked on both sides of Qinglong Avenue, which led from the South Gate to the Imperial Palace.

The people of Yujing City had seen many grand occasions and big events, and were already familiar with this kind of martial law scene. Not only were they not frightened away, but they even crowded forward, wanting to see the excitement, so that they would at least have something to boast about after dinner.

Beneath the majestic and wide South Gate, a group of court officials, some in scarlet robes and some in purple robes, had almost no green robes below the sixth rank.

Chu Zhiyuan, wearing a scarlet robe, stood at the front of the crowd, mixed among the middle-aged men in scarlet robes and the old men in purple robes, namely the Minister of Rites, the Left Vice Minister, the Right Vice Minister, and the Department Heads.

His position as Vice Director was the lowest among this group, and as for the errand runners like Gao Lingfeng, they were not counted.

Chu Zhiyuan stood motionless in the crowd.

Beside him was the Left Vice Minister, Duke Anguo, Xiao Youping.

This made him very uncomfortable, and in his discomfort, he focused on his extrasensory perception while pondering.

Can an eunuch become a Grandmaster?

It seemed that many Grandmaster martial arts notes mentioned that one needed perfect essence, energy, and spirit to advance to Grandmaster.

Eunuchs were incomplete, so how could they become Grandmasters?

It seemed that there were exceptions.

It was a pity that he didn't see Zhou Fu's martial arts notes. He wondered what kind of supreme truth of heaven and earth was contained in the unique method of an eunuch becoming a Grandmaster.

His thoughts turned to other things.

This time, the Great Zhen envoy consisted of 246 people, of which 180 were the Great Zhen's Frostscale Iron Cavalry, and the rest were officials.

The Frostscale Iron Cavalry was a world-renowned cavalry, originating from the personal guard battalion of the Great Zhen's founding emperor, and had established a great reputation with the founding of the country.

Subsequently, in the battles with the Great Jing border, they almost never suffered losses, maintaining their invincibility.

The Frostscale Iron Cavalry had always maintained a quota of 1,800, and were the elite of the Great Zhen army. It was said that each of them had Innate cultivation.

The foundation of the Frostscale Iron Cavalry's invincibility was the Frostscale Battle Formation.

This was a military formation that the Great Zhen's founding emperor had encountered by chance. After the formation was formed, all the Iron Cavalry had the same mind, were fearless, had no distractions, and acted as one.

Eighteen people formed a small formation, one hundred and eighty formed a large formation, and one thousand eight formed a super large formation.

Ordinary armies would almost collapse at the first battle when they encountered the Frostscale Iron Cavalry, without any resistance.

If Great Jing didn't have the Windchaser Iron Cavalry, it would have been defeated long ago.

The Windchaser Iron Cavalry was brought to prominence by the Prince of Ying, thus being able to block the Frostscale Iron Cavalry and end the decline in the battles with Great Zhen.

Chu Zhiyuan had always been very curious about this Frostscale Iron Cavalry, wanting to see what the battle formation was like, and whether it was really that evil.

He knew about formations, and was also having Gao Jiong and the three of them practice formations together with Guo Chi, striving to form a formation to further protect themselves.

The leader of the Great Zhen envoy was the Third Prince of Great Zhen, Prince Ying, Cheng Yilong, and the Heir of Prince Ying, Cheng Tianfeng, and the rest were officials from the Ministry of War.

Chu Zhiyuan was very curious about what Cheng Tianfeng's cultivation was, and whether he had the certainty of victory in fighting him.

It would be best if he had the opportunity to see him take action.

Time slowly passed, and the twilight of the four fields began to spread, and the sunset was about to completely fall behind the mountains.

Chu Zhiyuan glanced at the distance.

A rider rushed over, and in the blink of an eye, he was close. The rider was a handsome young man, wearing cloth armor. He jumped down directly, and the warhorse was stopped by the Imperial Guards, allowing him to run to the front.

“Your Excellency, Minister, the Great Zhen envoy has arrived one mile away.”

“Okay, scout again.”

The statue-like Prince Zhuang suddenly moved, turning his head to look at the other officials, and said in a deep voice: “The people are coming, cheer up, don’t be muddle-headed!”

Everyone's spirits were lifted.

When Prince Zhuang's gaze swept over Chu Zhiyuan, he paused.

Chu Zhiyuan knew that it was not his illusion, Prince Zhuang did look at him deeply.

Obviously, he also knew something.

After the knight jumped back onto his horse and rode away again, the ground began to vibrate violently, like an earthquake.

“They’re here!”

“They’re here!”

Voices came from the mouths of the ministers, who widened their eyes and looked into the distance.

Chu Zhiyuan frowned.

Such a long distance, and the ground is shaking so much?

As far as his extrasensory perception could see, the armors of those white-robed knights were light armor, and the white horses also had no armor. Compared with the Windchaser Iron Cavalry, these Frostscale Iron Cavalry's armor was lighter.

The Frostscale Iron Cavalry was best at sneak attacks and surprise attacks. If they were like this usually, then they would not be able to carry out surprise attacks. They would be able to hear the movement from a mile away, and they would have the opportunity to escape and dodge.

The reason why they could feel the vibration from such a long distance was because their steps were consistent, reaching resonance, thus strengthening the ground vibration. Obviously, it was a kind of battle tactic.

Is this a show of force?

Chu Zhiyuan's sword-like eyebrows twitched, with a smile that was not a smile.

At the same time, he saw the officials in the Great Zhen envoy, saw the middle-aged man in the lead, and the handsome young man beside him.

The middle-aged man had a handsome appearance, with a smiling face, as if everything was not worth worrying about, and there was a solution to everything. He was an optimist.

The handsome young man beside him had a solemn expression and a calm demeanor, shrouded in a cloud of mist.

This mist was light black, covering him, and for a while, he couldn't see through him.

Chu Zhiyuan was slightly surprised.

Is this a mental technique or a treasure?

Beside him was a thin old man. When he concentrated, a towering mountain peak appeared in front of him, reaching straight into the clouds, and above the clouds was a dark sky, and above the sky were countless stars.

The stars formed various complex patterns.

The patterns flickered and formed one picture after another, and these patterns were constantly changing, revealing endless mysteries.

Chu Zhiyuan was in a trance and woke up, finding that his hand was on the hilt of the Qingying Sword, and the aura of the Qingying Sword was smoothing his spirit.

This thin old man is a Grandmaster.

He is likely to be the Grandmaster of Wentian Cliff.

Does Wentian Cliff really specialize in the way of observing the stars?

He frowned and pondered.

“They’re really here this time!”

Chu Zhiyuan looked up.

At the end of the official road in the distance, a group of knights in white clothes and white horses had already appeared, followed by a group of officials in red robes on horseback, and at the very front were several middle-aged and young men in purple robes.

The middle-aged man in purple robes at the very front was Prince Ying, Cheng Yilong.

The young man in purple robes beside him was his heir, Cheng Tianfeng.

Chu Zhiyuan suddenly felt a chill all over his body.

He immediately urged the Tianyuan Technique.

Suddenly, a continuous stream of aura descended from the sky, like drinking sweet dew.

Under such circumstances, he was shrouded in the power of heaven and earth, as if he was in a state of harmony between man and nature, and was integrated with heaven and earth, so he could isolate the prying eyes of others.

This was a clumsy method, but it was an effective one.

Others thought that he had a treasure to protect him.

Cheng Tianfeng's gaze quickly looked over.

His gaze was calm and powerful, as if he could see through everything, making Chu Zhiyuan even more vigilant.

Could it be that Cheng Tianfeng had a similar ability to his own extrasensory perception, and could also see through the cultivation of others?

He had it, so why couldn't others have it? Maybe his encounters were even more outrageous, more bizarre, and more powerful than his own.

Did Cheng Tianfeng have a secret method, or did he have a treasure?

As Cheng Tianfeng approached, Chu Zhiyuan finally saw clearly that the badge on his chest was strange, and the power came from it.

It was a ring-shaped jade piece, emitting wisps of light smoke, covering his body.

The effect of this light smoke was similar to a smoke bomb from his previous life. Although the smoke was thin and light, it could block prying eyes, making it impossible to see him clearly. As they approached, Chu Zhiyuan's extrasensory perception was suddenly attracted by a carriage.