Imperial Cultivation Chapter 1441 - 1437: Mystery

Chu Zhiyuan appeared deep in thought.

Now, the Imperial Palace cannot block his Super Sense.

He clearly sees the conversations of the four Princes and witnesses how Prince Ying enters the Imperial Treasury.

Unfortunately, there are mysteries within the Imperial Treasury that can actually block his Super Sense.

Otherwise, he could personally see what treasures the Imperial Treasury holds.

Even if he doesn’t take anything, he could study them carefully for some potential gain.

He tried to use Super Sensing Illumination on the Bright Yellow Jade Box that Prince Ying held, but was blocked.

He shook his head.

There are indeed many forces in the world that can block the Super Sense.

The Spirit Venerable Level Super Sense is far superior to before, yet it’s not unobstructed.

He walked with hands behind his back, gazed up at the sky, and pondered.

Why doesn’t the Court want him to enter that newly discovered Cave Mansion?

Are they worried that he is too powerful and taking too many benefits?

The Court should have also entered the Spirit Realm, with two Spirit Venerables, one Spirit Venerable like him shouldn’t stir trouble.

Why then don’t they want him to enter the Cave Mansion?

Could it be that these two Spirit Venerables won’t enter the new Cave Mansion?

What mysteries does the newly discovered Cave Mansion hold?

At first, he didn’t want to agree, not willing to take this risk, but the more the Court wanted him to enter, the more interested he became.

Then, his attention was drawn to the Bright Yellow Jade Box taken by Huang Zhengyang.

Watching Huang Zhengyang receive the Bright Yellow Jade Box with both hands, wrapping a gray bundle onto his back, he bowed and withdrew from the grand hall, turned, and left the Imperial Palace, heading directly to the Heavenly Sword Branch, to the outside of his little courtyard.

Chu Zhiyuan stepped forward to open the courtyard gate.

Huang Zhengyang smiled while bowing: "Mission accomplished."

"Brother Huang, you’ve worked hard, come in quickly to talk." Chu Zhiyuan smiled, gesturing to lead him inside.

The two sat down by the stone table in the small pavilion.

Huang Zhengyang untied the bundle, opened it, and pushed the Bright Yellow Jade Box in front of Chu Zhiyuan: "Brother Chu, have you become a Spirit Venerable?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Just became Spirit Venerable, but Spirit Venerables have nine transitions. I’ve just stepped into it, still far from it, not worth boasting about."

"Spirit Venerable..." Huang Zhengyang sighed: "The realm every cultivator longs for, but I doubt I stand any chance."

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head with a smile: "I believe Brother Huang has a chance."

"Oh—?" Huang Zhengyang’s spirits lifted, his eyes shining brightly.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "There are some secrets to achieving Spirit Venerable, I will tell you more about it later."

Huang Zhengyang was half convinced.

If other Spirit Venerables said this to him, he wouldn’t believe it.

Spirit Venerable must be achieved by oneself, no shortcuts or methods, this has been a consensus since ancient times.

If there really were secrets, more sects that produce Spirit Venerables should emerge, Spirit Venerables shouldn’t be so few.

The emergence of Spirit Venerables has a large luck component.

Without good fortune, no strong sect can produce Spirit Venerables.

Yet now, Chu Zhiyuan claims there are secrets.

Thinking of how young Chu Zhiyuan is yet able to achieve Spirit Venerable, the first of his kind throughout history.

His words can’t be entirely dismissed.

But his words also break the consensus of hundreds of thousands of years.

For a moment, Huang Zhengyang couldn’t judge.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, said no more, and began to inspect the Bright Yellow Jade Box.

Huang Zhengyang’s expression was uncertain, he quickly made up his mind.

Perhaps there really are secrets, maybe they really work, at least better than fumbling blindly!

A unique pattern flowed on the Bright Yellow Jade Box, and upon concentrating for a moment, he discerned its workings.

Huang Zhengyang said: "There’s a unique way to open this."

His lips moved motionlessly.

Yet there was no sound.

Chu Zhiyuan slowly nodded, heard his Sound Transmission into Secret, clapped his palms lightly at various spots.

The Bright Yellow Jade Box emitted a crisp "snap", and an unusual light burst through the jade box.

The Bright Yellow Jade Box instantly transformed into a Red Jade Box, as if flames were burning fiercely inside.

Intense heat followed, the jade box seemed scorching, too hot to touch.

This heat overwhelmed Huang Zhengyang, who retreated, his face flushed.

He appeared to be seared by flames, enduring pain while retreating continuously until he was out of the pavilion, retreated ten meters, twenty meters, all the way to the courtyard door.

Chu Zhiyuan flicked his sleeve.

The heat instantly eased.

Huang Zhengyang breathed a sigh of relief, as if receiving rain, alleviating the burning sensation.

Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

As if roasted over flames, not only his skin was scorching, his internal organs were aflame.

If not for Chu Zhiyuan’s sleeve flick, offering relief, he felt he would faint.

It was only an instant, but he felt it lasted long.

Chu Zhiyuan pressed his right palm on the fiery Red Jade Box, Seven-Colored Light already enveloped the jade box.

Spiritual Essence continuously injected, isolating the jade box within, preventing harm.

He turned: "Brother Huang, is this really the damaged garment inside?"

"Did Prince Ying take the wrong one?" Huang Zhengyang said: "It’s said to be just a damaged garment."

He had heard of the damaged garment, but hadn’t heard of its unusual nature and power.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "Strange."

"Is it mistaken?" Huang Zhengyang said.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "It seems not."

He pressed the left palm on the jade box, gently opened it, a ball of red light burned fiercely like fire.

In the center of the flame was half a garment.

This half garment was a half inner garment, worn during sleep.

The inner garment was split in half from the back, the cut smooth, the front had a row of buttonholes.

The inner garment was milky white, but emitted blazing red light, like flames burning.

The source of the red light was the intricate pattern inside the garment.

These patterns flowed, releasing brilliance.

Suddenly, Chu Zhiyuan grabbed this half garment and tossed it.

Huang Zhengyang exclaimed, as the garment was thrown before him.

He couldn’t help but reach out to catch it.

After all, it was too precious to let it fall or have any accident.

He thought he might suffer misery, even if not dying, he’d be badly hurt.

Already closing his eyes, yet suddenly he opened wide, gazing at the soft, weightless garment in his hands.

Material like cotton, soft yet not slippery, light as if weightless.

Moreover, it lay quietly in his palm, not emitting the expected astonishing heat, not roasting him.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Just as expected."

"Brother Chu, what’s happening?"

Huang Zhengyang examined this half inner garment carefully, pulling it open and folding it, weighing it, before unfolding it again.

Ordinary, just a regular white inner garment.

Yet in the jade box, it emitted such astonishing heat.

It’s due to the jade box.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Brother Huang, throw it back."

Huang Zhengyang opened it, then operating energy pushed it, smoothly floating to Chu Zhiyuan.

As it approached Chu Zhiyuan, before reaching his palm, it emitted red light.

Astonishing heat shot out again, as if falling into flames.

Huang Zhengyang’s face shifted, instantly realizing the garment’s change was due to Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan reached out to catch it, shaking his head: "Here lies its mystery."

Huang Zhengyang quickly asked: "What’s going on?"

"It’s due to Spiritual Essence." Chu Zhiyuan said: "It reacts to Spiritual Essence."

Furthermore, he saw the pattern inside the garment, which was a Divine Language.

Divine Language transformed into patterns, hard to discern for those unfamiliar with Divine Language.

Importantly, this Divine Language was only half, incomplete.

More impossible to recognize.

"What use does it have?" Huang Zhengyang asked.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "From current observations, it seems to lack utility."

The Court has Spirit Venerables, they should have noticed this anomaly.

Yet it remains just an anomaly, with no special use.