Imperial Cultivation

This carriage resembled a prison wagon, but was six or seven times larger than a normal one.

Thumb-thick iron bars stood upright, spaced widely apart, reflecting a dark luster in the setting sun.

These iron bars were somewhat deformed, as if damaged by brute force.

Inside the prison carriage, two golden-yellow steeds stood quietly, motionless, only their bright eyes curiously observing the outside world, with an almost human gaze.

Chu Zhiyuan's extrasensory perception was immediately drawn to them.

Their golden satin-like skin faintly revealed golden scales, as if they were clad in golden armor, shimmering with a dazzling light.

Each scale had strange patterns, glittering with gold, extremely magnificent.

His extrasensory perception told him that these golden scales were not external armor, but grew naturally on their bodies.

Therefore, these two horses should be descendants of demon beasts. Since they were outside, they were exotic species rather than true demon beasts, likely a hybrid of demon beasts and wild beasts.

His mind rapidly searched for information about them, and he quickly found it: Heavenly Dragon Divine Horses.

Heavenly Dragon Divine Horses were a hybrid of Flying Dragons and Cloud Spirit Treasure Horses. Ordinary horses could not withstand the Heavenly Dragon bloodline, only Cloud Spirit Treasure Horses could produce Heavenly Dragon Divine Horses.

They possessed immense strength, lightning-fast speed, inexhaustible stamina, and were also untamed and impossible to subdue.

But in reality, even Great Grandmasters couldn't tame them. There were no records of successful taming to date.

Sending such two horses over, were they a gift for the Emperor?

Compared to these two Heavenly Dragon Divine Horses, the remaining gifts seemed ordinary. He glanced over them, still focusing on Cheng Tianfeng.

There were actually two Great Grandmasters within the Great Zhen delegation.

One was the Junfeng Starry Sky Diagram, and the other was the Lightning Strike Knife Diagram, a knife enduring lightning strikes in a rainstorm, becoming brighter and brighter in the lightning.

With two Great Grandmasters present, it could be said to be foolproof.

Even if they couldn't win, one Great Grandmaster could easily take someone away.

Great Grandmasters almost never perished.

The treasures on Cheng Tianfeng's body could shield his true nature, preventing extrasensory perception from penetrating, only allowing it to circle around him.

He didn't have a Dharma Idol, so he shouldn't be a Grandmaster yet.

Unless he had a secret method to conceal his Dharma Idol.

So he still had to be cautious.

He would treat him as a Grandmaster for now.

He could cultivate Gang Qi through the Sword Washing Art, and Cheng Tianfeng might very well be able to do the same.

As their footsteps approached, Prince Zhuang went forward to greet them, and Chu Zhiyuan and the others followed, joining up with Cheng Tianfeng and his group.

Amidst hearty laughter, the two groups converged.

Then followed a round of polite greetings.

Prince Zhuang possessed an imposing presence, but when he spoke with a smile, he made people feel as if bathed in a spring breeze, his every word and action perfectly appropriate.

This made Chu Zhiyuan sigh in admiration.

This was talent.

Even if he were to do it, he wouldn't be able to do it so well.

After all, thinking and acting were not the same. Some reactions were subconscious, leaving no time for careful consideration before speaking and acting, no time to choose the optimal option from countless choices.

Chu Zhiyuan stood at the front of the crowd, but had no opportunity to speak, only observing the two Great Grandmasters and Cheng Tianfeng, Cheng Yilong, at close range.

Cheng Yilong spoke with humor and wit, and it was clear that he had a gentle nature, even a bit of naivete, which Chu Zhiyuan found secretly strange.

He wondered if this was an act, or his true nature.

Cheng Tianfeng, on the other hand, remained silent throughout, simply standing quietly beside Cheng Yilong. If Prince Zhuang hadn't greeted him and he had responded with a sentence, one might have thought he was mute.

Chu Zhiyuan simply greeted them with clasped hands and a smiling face, without even having the opportunity to speak.

Following the Eagle Prince Cheng Yilong was a Great Grandmaster, and at the rear of the group was also a Great Grandmaster.

The two Great Grandmasters corresponded to each other from head to tail.

Chu Zhiyuan also saw the full appearance of the Frostscale Iron Cavalry.

The one hundred and eighty Frostscale Iron Cavalry wore white cloaks, white armor, and rode white horses, without a single trace of other colors on their bodies. Even the scabbards at their waists were jade-colored.

Their auras were connected, as if they were one person.

One hundred and eighty iron cavalry might not seem like many people just looking at the number, but if one truly faced one hundred and eighty people directly, one would feel their immense power.

That so many people were actually integrated into one, as if one person, was indeed magical.

After moving his extrasensory perception away from Cheng Tianfeng and the two Heavenly Dragon Divine Horses, he focused on these one hundred and eighty Frostscale Iron Cavalry.

Prince Zhuang and Eagle Prince Cheng Yilong were clearly acquainted, and the two of them chatted about their sights and experiences along the way in front of everyone.

Grand Eunuch Zhou Fu also said a few words on the side, and the three of them got along harmoniously, as if they were old friends who had reunited after a long separation.

Under the extrasensory perception's observation, Chu Zhiyuan found the secret of their formation.

It was a brand on their left arms.

Similar to a tattoo, it was a strange character.

He recalled it for a moment, then opened his eyes again, moved his fingers, but his mind was blank. He couldn't even remember this strange character.

So he observed it while focusing his mind on the phoenix pendant in his sleeve, and after comparing them, he found that they were not the same.

Then it was not Phoenix Script.

After that, the third level of the Dragon Transformation Art was activated.

After comparison, they were also not the same.

This was the third strange character he had seen.

Such a strange character, with amazing power, unfortunately could not be remembered or copied, only observed and not transformed into his own use.

But it could be considered that he had found the weakness of the Frostscale Iron Cavalry.

If he wanted to deal with the Frostscale Iron Cavalry, then he had to find a way to chop off their left arms.

This was not suitable to be done on the battlefield, but outside the battlefield. The Frostscale Iron Cavalry were also mortals, not war machines, and had their own lives. It was impossible for them to stay in the military camp all day long.

As long as they came out, accidents could happen.

These thoughts flashed through his mind, and he immediately dismissed them.

At this time, Prince Zhuang and Eagle Prince had finished their greetings and began to walk towards the city.

Chu Zhiyuan's extrasensory perception instantly left the Frostscale Iron Cavalry and turned to the surroundings.

The Imperial Guards formed a human wall, separating the onlookers on both sides of the street. Experts from the Town Guard Office were spaced every three steps, mixed in the crowd.

There were also City Guard soldiers patrolling in the crowd, eliminating dangers at any time.

In addition, soldiers from the Infantry Office also guarded the entrances of various alleys and street intersections, preventing the influx of carriages, horses, and people.

Azure Dragon Avenue formed an impregnable defense.

Chu Zhiyuan was in it, and still felt like he was sitting on a volcano that was about to erupt, ready to be swallowed at any time.

Many experts were mixed in among the onlookers, some were Innate experts, some were Grandmasters, but so far no Great Grandmasters.

These Grandmasters and Innate experts were mixed in the crowd, and no one knew when they would suddenly strike.

Although striking meant being caught or even killed, there were too many fearless people in the martial world, making it impossible to guard against.

Chu Zhiyuan walked beside the Left Vice Minister, Duke Anguo.

Duke Anguo, Xiao Youping, was a Grandmaster expert, a perfected Grandmaster. Above his head was a cyan dragon churning in the sea, and when he observed it, he actually felt vastness and majesty.

Xiao Youping glanced at him, smiled, but said nothing.

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fist as a greeting, and didn't say much either.

They remained silent, while Prince Zhuang and Eagle Prince seemed to have endless things to say, laughing heartily from time to time.

In the eyes of everyone, the Frostscale Iron Cavalry guarded both sides, their auras connected, and the tips of the spears in their hands shone in the setting sun.

For a moment, the martial arts experts lurking among the people were intimidated, missed the opportunity to strike, and watched them go away.

They walked most of Azure Dragon Avenue in one breath, then turned right and finally arrived at the Sifang Hall.

It was a refined residence and villa specially set up for foreign delegations, with unique architectural styles that were all different.

There was a special Great Zhen Pavilion in the Sifang Hall, and the architectural style was the style of Great Zhen. Walking here was like walking in Great Zhen.

Chu Zhiyuan ended this welcoming mission, first following Prince Zhuang and the others back to the Ministry of Rites, and then returned to his own courtyard.

Gao Lingfeng followed him back to his room and breathed a sigh of relief: "My lord, finally nothing went wrong."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded with a smile.

He also thought there would be an assassination, but there wasn't.

The experts in the crowd were restless, but in the end, seeing the tight security, they didn't lose their composure and endured.

But this was only the state before the volcano erupted, and it would eventually erupt.

"Hopefully the people from the Great Zhen delegation can be more peaceful and don't go wandering around."

"Hopefully," Chu Zhiyuan smiled.

He thought this was wishful thinking.

How could the Great Zhen delegation not take the opportunity to observe Yujing and understand the reality of the Great Jing Dynasty?

As for the competition with Cheng Tianfeng, it was likely to be at the palace banquet tomorrow night.