Imperial Cultivation

Behind them, people handed each of the twelve individuals a silk册(cè - book/volume).

Chu Zhiyuan also took a silk book and opened it to find pages of colored illustrations.

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Each kind of exotic flower and strange fruit was painted vividly, full of life.

Chu Zhiyuan was impressed, knowing it must be the work of a famous artist.

However, he was also curious. Could this famous artist have seen all the exotic flowers and strange fruits?

This time's Blessed Land was like this, and so was the Jade Scene Blessed Land last time.

Could it be that all the Blessed Lands have been explored and all the exotic flowers and strange fruits identified?

How much time and effort would that take?

If these Blessed Lands all have cultivation realm restrictions, and everyone is scattered after entering, how can the entire Blessed Land be explored?

For a moment, his thoughts drifted far away, wondering where these illustrations of exotic flowers and strange fruits came from.

At the same time, he flipped through the silk book, imprinting each exotic flower and strange fruit into his mind, while comparing them to the exotic flowers and strange fruits of the Jade Scene Blessed Land.

He discovered that there were many similarities between the two, with many strange fruits found in both Blessed Lands.

After flipping through the silk book, he realized that half of the exotic flowers and strange fruits overlapped.

Last time the restriction was only for the Transformation Qi Realm, and this time the restriction is for the Transformation Intent Realm.

Does this mean that the exotic flowers and strange fruits in this Blessed Land are inferior to those in the Jade Scene Blessed Land?

Chu Hongfeng's eyes were like lightning, scanning back and forth.

His gaze finally landed on Chu Zhiyuan, and he said in a deep voice, "Has Ninth Highness memorized them?"

Chu Zhiyuan tossed the silk book back to the young official who had handed it to him, and smiled, "Sixth Uncle, I've already memorized them."

"Then go in," Chu Hongfeng said in a deep voice. "Remember, you have ten days."

Chu Zhiyuan said, "So long?"

"You'll find out after you go in that ten days is too short," Chu Hongfeng said.

Chu Zhiyuan immediately understood.

This Azure Spring Blessed Land is likely much larger than the Jade Scene Blessed Land.

So ten days is too short, not enough time.

Chu Zhiyuan didn't dare to underestimate her. A Transformation Intent Realm cultivator, at least at the seventh level, was a rare genius.

He was quite curious. Her age was similar to his, perhaps even younger.

Yet her cultivation had surpassed his own.

In terms of cultivation assistance and resources, almost no one could compare to him.

Of course, he was also a late bloomer, having just started raising troops.

But looking at the First Prince, Second Prince, and Third Prince, one could tell how formidable this young woman was.

It was impossible for her to have better cultivation resources and assistance, so there were two possibilities: either her aptitude was extraordinary, or she had a stroke of luck.

Regardless of which, she could not be underestimated.

"I'm done too," the Prince's heir who had bowed first said in a deep voice.

Everyone lowered their heads, ignoring him.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded inwardly.

As expected of geniuses, their temperament alone was extraordinary.

Chu Honglin said, "Those who are ready, follow me."

"I'm done too."

"I'm done."

In the end, only two young women remained, burying their heads in the silk books.

They showed no impatience or shame, slowly flipping through the silk books, unhurried.

Chu Zhiyuan noticed that their eyes were clear and unaffected.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Sixth Uncle, it wouldn't hurt to wait a little longer, a moment won't make a difference."

Chu Hongfeng looked at the others.

The other nine nodded, without refuting.

If Chu Zhiyuan hadn't spoken, they would have been racing against time, possibly missing an exotic flower or a strange fruit with a slight delay.

Since Chu Zhiyuan had spoken, they still had to give the Ninth Prince some face.

Seeing this, Chu Hongfeng didn't say anything more, standing with his hands behind his back, closing his eyes.

The two women glanced at the crowd, helplessly shaking their heads, and sped up.

They quickly finished reading the remaining silk books and handed them to the two officials.

All the officials collected the silk books, solemnly sealing them in the black boxes in their hands, and then left with the black boxes.

Chu Hongfeng said, "Then follow me, into the Blessed Land!"

He led Chu Zhiyuan and the twelve to the main hall, and took out a silver token from his sleeve.

The silver token was engraved with strange patterns and two divine characters.

Chu Zhiyuan recognized these two divine characters: Azure Spring.

Four middle-aged men were already waiting in the hall, and they came behind Chu Hongfeng.

After Chu Hongfeng took out the silver token, they stepped forward and extended their palms, each pressing their palm against the back of the person in front of them, eventually pressing against his back.

A soft light shone from their palms, concentrating on Chu Hongfeng, making Chu Hongfeng's body brighter and brighter.

Finally, all the light suddenly entered the silver token in his hand.

The two divine characters on the silver token suddenly lit up, and then a gate of light appeared in front of everyone.

A gate filled with white light was suspended brightly in the hall.

It was as tall as a person, and two people could enter side by side.

"Go in."

"Yes."

Chu Zhiyuan took the lead and stepped into it.

His vision suddenly went black, followed by an uncomfortable feeling of weightlessness, and his heart felt agitated and nauseous.

Soon his vision brightened, and he found himself standing on the edge of a cliff.

One step forward and he would fall off the cliff.

Chu Zhiyuan closed his eyes, using his extrasensory perception to survey the surroundings, while taking out a snow-white pearl from his sleeve.

It was a round pill made of snow.

This was the famous Spiritual Rhinoceros Pearl.

He then took out another seven-colored pearl, which was a Soul Pearl.

A unique pearl of the Demon race, through which one could sense each other's presence.

These two pearls were originally placed in the storage silver ring, which would isolate the senses.

Now that they were taken out, they could be sensed.

He concentrated and sensed, using the Spiritual Rhinoceros Pearl to sense six people.

These six people were descendants of the Spirit Guards.

In order to capture the Demon race, the Spirit Guards had also made up their minds, directly taking out seven Spiritual Rhinoceros Pearls.

The Spiritual Rhinoceros Pearl was not an ordinary treasure, each one was very precious.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, not rushing to summon them, and put the Spiritual Rhinoceros Pearl into his sleeve.

He held the Soul Pearl and carefully sensed.

But he gained nothing.

He thought for a moment, closed his eyes, and sensed again with the Soul Pearl.

In the dark, he captured a sense of danger, so he quickly darted down, as if riding the wind.

He didn't need to use his lightness skill, the Moon Silk Frost Garment carried him across the air, passing over mountain peaks.

Under the extrasensory perception, everything within a ten-mile radius was clearly presented in his eyes.

His figure suddenly turned, rushing towards the ground, and several white lights shot out from his right hand.

Nine Great Bright Fist energies arrived almost simultaneously at a stone crevice on a mountain peak.

The fist energy of the Great Bright Fist seemed to be all-pervasive, directly killing a small snake in the stone crevice.

He was carried by the Moon Silk Frost Garment past the mountain peak, past the boulder.

His palm gently touched, and he collected a small orchid in the stone crevice into the silver ring.

He continued forward without stopping, his speed faster and faster, like a white light passing over mountain peaks.

Chu Zhiyuan discovered that, being in this Blessed Land, the aura of the Moon Silk Frost Garment was particularly lively.

It was actually absorbing the surrounding aura and converting it into its own power.

In this way, the power consumed by it carrying him to fly was replenished.

Chu Zhiyuan increasingly felt the mystery of this Moon Silk Frost Garment.

He had been flying, without stopping, always conserving his energy.

At dusk, he stopped in a cave halfway up a mountain peak.

The Blessed Land at night was too dangerous, even he didn't dare to rush around.

So he simply hid in this cave to count the exotic flowers and strange fruits he had obtained in the silver ring.

At the fourth level of the Transformation Intent Realm, it was difficult to directly push to the fifth level with exotic flowers and spiritual fruits.

Moreover, the exotic flowers and strange fruits in this Blessed Land were different from those in the Jade Scene Blessed Land.

Even if they were the same species that had appeared in the Jade Scene Blessed Land, the same species was not the same.

Only then did he understand the wonders of the Jade Scene Blessed Land.