Imperial Cultivation Chapter 1443 - 1439: Origins

Chu Zhiyuan once again picked up the clothes from the box, gently caressing them.

At this moment, the clothes radiated a red flame, as if they were a phoenix ready to soar to the heavens at any moment.

He could feel the burning sensation, even that which touched the soul.

As if nothing had happened, he stroked it once, then again.

Super Sensing Illumination inside and out.

Carefully observing, not missing a single detail.

He felt a lingering breath on it.

It was the breath from the cut, containing an indescribable sharpness and overwhelming destructive aura.

His eyes suddenly became hollow.

Seeing this peculiar expression, Huang Zhengyang was quite curious.

Is Brother Chu using some Miracle Technique on this piece of the Divine Race’s damaged clothes?

What is the purpose?

Does he want to foresee the future fate of this damaged garment?

What’s worth seeing?

Chu Zhiyuan’s gaze returned to clarity.

Within that clarity remained a sense of vicissitudes, as if he had suddenly aged by twenty years.

Chu Zhiyuan used Super Sensing Illumination on himself, discovering anomalies, so he closed his eyes to conceal the change in his gaze.

He looked at the garment, sighed, and shook his head saying, "What a pity."

Huang Zhengyang said, "If it hadn’t been damaged, it probably wouldn’t have remained here either, very strange, the Divine Race vanished all of a sudden, did they take all their belongings with them? That’s too hard."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

Huang Zhengyang said, "The Court is so powerful, it seems the only thing left from the Divine Race is just this."

"The National Guardian Divine Artifact should be one too, right?" Chu Zhiyuan said.

Huang Zhengyang said, "That’s hard to say."

Chu Zhiyuan looked at him.

At this moment, Chu Zhiyuan’s eyes had returned to normal, no longer showing any signs of vicissitudes.

Huang Zhengyang said, "Currently, there is a saying that both Spiritual Artifacts and Divine Artifacts are made by the Heavenly People, and in ancient times, after the Divine Race disappeared, those Heavenly People imitated their artifacts to create them."

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Is it possible that Spiritual Artifacts were made by Heavenly People, and Divine Artifacts are from the Divine Race?"

"...Very possible!" Huang Zhengyang slowly replied.

Chu Zhiyuan appeared contemplative.

Seeing him lost in thought, Huang Zhengyang didn’t disturb him and stood quietly aside, not speaking.

He was also pondering.

If the new Grotto Heaven is really that dangerous, how should he address it?

Should he speak up to warn, or pretend to know nothing?

Sometimes, good intentions may not yield good results, and might even lead to trouble.

Therefore, one should be cautious and prudent in speech, not speaking recklessly.

After a while, Chu Zhiyuan snapped out of his daze, shook his head and sighed, "The Divine Race... Brother Huang, be extremely careful, if anything happens to you, my relationship with the Court might..."

He shook his head.

"I’m afraid of dying too," Huang Zhengyang laughed, "I’m still thinking of becoming Spirit Venerable... rest assured, the Court sees you differently."

Chu Zhiyuan laughed.

Huang Zhengyang was a bit embarrassed, "I see you often not returning home, Brother Chu?"

"This time I felt that Brother Huang wanted to see me, so I returned... My Realm is still shallow, I need to bury myself in cultivation."

"Becoming Spirit Venerable isn’t that easy, right?"

As far as he knew, every transition to becoming Spirit Venerable required a vast accumulation, taking a long time, often thousands of years.

If Chu Zhiyuan truly buried himself in cultivation, a single retreat might last a hundred years.

Chu Zhiyuan laughed, "I’m alright, progressing quite swiftly, I need at least the Fourth Transition to feel at ease."

"Fourth Transition... how long will it take?"

"I estimate around ten years." Chu Zhiyuan replied.

"Ten years?"

"Ten years is quite fast."

"Ah... Spirit Venerable truly is different." Huang Zhengyang sighed.

Spirit Venerable’s lifespan is long; ten years seems just a blink.

But to the Court, and to himself, ten years is a long time.

Chu Zhiyuan laughed, "But no matter how busy with cultivation, if Brother Huang needs me, I’ll still return, being able to do some things for the Court is good too."

"Brother Chu..."

"I’m not that noble and selfless, it’s also for cultivation," Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, "The Heavenly Sword Sect’s cultivation method, the Court is aware of."

"Understand, maintaining the righteous spirit of the world." Huang Zhengyang slowly nodded.

This is also the foundation of the Court’s trust in Chu Zhiyuan.

Of course, no matter how much trust there is, precaution is still needed; it’s not simply because of his origin, but this is how the Court treats everyone.

Chu Zhiyuan placed the damaged clothes back into the box, closed the Jade Box, which quickly returned to its original bright yellow, and handed it to Huang Zhengyang.

Huang Zhengyang received it and was escorted out of the small courtyard by Chu Zhiyuan.

As Huang Zhengyang left, Chu Zhiyuan also departed, appearing at the Heavenly Sword Sect.

...

As soon as he appeared at Heavenly Sword Peak, he looked up at the sky.

In the Void, a hundred-meter Longsword was stirring, ready to strike down at any moment.

Crystal-clear light began to flow, gently trembling.

Chu Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow.

His hairs stood on end, cold air rapidly climbing up his spine, warning him to flee.

Chu Zhiyuan chuckled.

The Heavenly Sword truly is extraordinary.

Even now, he couldn’t withstand a strike from the Heavenly Sword.

The Golden Sword’s potential is immense; aiding the Court is still necessary effort.

Sufficient Merit and Power of Faith can enhance the Golden Sword, thus reaching the level of the Heavenly Sword.

Lu Wanshan called out, "Zhiyuan, come in!"

The Heavenly Sword above the Void gradually returned to calm, its crystal light retracted back into the sword.

The Sword merged with the Void once more.

"Coming." Chu Zhiyuan entered the Hall, offering a salute, "Sect Leader."

Lu Wanshan stared at him in awe.

Chu Zhiyuan laughed, "I have become Spirit Venerable."

Lu Wanshan shook his head in astonishment, "Unbelievable, unbelievable!"

Chu Zhiyuan said, "I didn’t expect it to be this fast either."

It all boiled down to understanding the connection between Spirit Venerable and Great Grandmaster.

Then everything clicked, faster than he had imagined.

Lu Wanshan exclaimed, "It’s the good fortune of our Heavenly Sword Sect to gain another Spirit Venerable!"

Chu Zhiyuan laughed, "Then we can become the number one of the Four Sects?"

Lu Wanshan shook his head, "It’s still Guanghan Palace."

Chu Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow.

Lu Wanshan said, "In terms of strength, our Heavenly Sword Sect indeed doesn’t match Guanghan Palace’s, plus their foundation is deeper."

He left the platform, descended the steps, and sat on the Taishi Chair, pointing to the chair opposite him.

Chu Zhiyuan sat on the Taishi Chair opposite him, curious, "Sect Leader, what exactly is the origin of Guanghan Palace?"

"Guanghan Palace’s background is huge." Lu Wanshan said, "We are considered a Heavenly Person Sect, whereas Guanghan Palace is a sect succeeding the Divine Race."

Chu Zhiyuan’s spirit lifted, "Divine Race?"

Lu Wanshan nodded slowly, "Their Martial Arts are inherited from the Divine Race, and it’s of a completely different caliber from ours."

"But Guanghan Palace’s strength..."

"Guanghan Palace also has some forces not revealed to the outside."

"Spirit Venerable?"

"Yes, Guanghan Palace has the most Spirit Venerables and possesses its own Grotto Heaven, similar to Heaven-Reaching Sect."

Chu Zhiyuan seemed thoughtful, "So does Guanghan Palace possess Divine Clan Martial Arts?"

"They should have some." Lu Wanshan laughed, "Why, are you looking for Divine Clan Martial Arts? Our Heavenly Sword Secret Scripture is actually not weak."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and shook his head.

The Heavenly Sword Secret Scripture is indeed not weak, especially when it comes to converting Merit and Power of Faith.

But the trouble with this cultivation method is immense, it’s not quite suitable right now, and can only be approached gradually.

He pondered, "Looks like I need to visit Guanghan Palace."

"Don’t think about Divine Clan Martial Arts," Lu Wanshan said, "No matter how good your relationship with Guanghan Palace is, they won’t give you Divine Clan Martial Arts."

Chu Zhiyuan laughed, "How will I know unless I try."

"Alright, then give it a try." Lu Wanshan laughed.

Chu Zhiyuan immediately suggested going to the sect’s Secret Vault to see if there were any good things.

Maybe a Secret Manual, or a Treasure.

Lu Wanshan readily agreed.

...

An hour later, Chu Zhiyuan appeared disappointed in Tongtian Hall, sitting on a meditation mat, reflecting on what he had seen from that damaged garment.