Imperial Cultivation Chapter 1492 - 1488: Missing

Everyone looked helplessly at Zhou Muyin.

"Minister Zhou, can we really not go in?"

A middle-aged man was very unwilling.

Zhou Muyin is now already the Minister of the Ministry of Justice.

Although they are top experts, Zhou Muyin’s cultivation is even stronger.

Whether it is cultivation or power, they are heavily suppressed, preventing them from acting recklessly.

Zhou Muyin said indifferently, "You are all physically and mentally exhausted now. Entering would only lead to trouble. For your own safety, restrain your greed!"

"Minister Zhou, we are not greedy..."

Zhou Muyin snorted, "If you’re not greedy, you should be content. You all came back unharmed, unlike those who fell inside!"

Everyone’s expression changed slightly.

Zhou Muyin said, "I originally thought that this time, some of you would still fall inside, but unexpectedly, you all returned safely. What’s there to be discontented about?!"

"...Yes."

Everyone smiled bitterly in resignation.

What Zhou Muyin said was empty talk but also the truth, irrefutable.

To continue to insist would indeed be driven by greed.

Helplessly, they could only watch Huang Zhengyang and the four walk away with regret.

They stood in the square, unwilling to return for a long time, refusing to accept this fact.

Entering the Grotto Heaven with great hope and excitement, only to end up with such a result.

Worked for nothing, rejoiced for nothing.

Missing this opportunity, they are afraid they will never have such a good chance again in this lifetime.

Zhou Muyin glanced at everyone, observing these expressions, his heart calm and unwavering.

However, his expression was heavy.

He was thinking about those six fierce beasts.

Strangely, he couldn’t recall them, obviously affecting their minds.

This kind of secret technique that involves the mind is always tricky, none of them easy to deal with.

Not to mention six, even just one Ghostly Demon would be enough to make the whole Biyuan Heaven shudder.

Hopefully, it’s not as he imagined.

He secretly sighed and turned to leave the grand hall, heading deeper into the Imperial Palace.

Chu Zhiyuan, through the Flying Knife placed at the Heavenly Sword Branch, saw the situation here.

His heart chilled secretly.

Just a little residue of power from those six fierce beasts had such might.

If not for the reduction by the Little Demon Suppression Divine Tree, the four would certainly have died, even their souls annihilated.

He continuously urged the Demon Suppressing Divine Tree, sprinkling stardust to make the Little Demon Suppression Divine Tree stronger and stronger.

His gaze swept over hundreds of miles, seeing the marks and objects left by Huang Zhengyang on the way from Snake Valley to here.

Huang Zhengyang deliberately paved the way for others, hence his actions.

The experience of the other three cannot be called lacking, but they did not have such thoughts or actions.

This is precisely what Zhou Muyin valued about Huang Zhengyang, public-mindedness over self-interest, which is very rare.

The more at such times, the more his true nature can be seen.

He Insighted these marks and items but had no intention of moving them, allowing their existence.

...

Early the next morning.

Huang Zhengyang entered the Imperial Palace, and upon reaching the original square, he saw two middle-aged men.

They appeared relaxed, smiling as they looked at Huang Zhengyang and the four.

Huang Zhengyang was startled, quickly cupping his fists and smiling, "Elder Cheng Yi, Elder Cheng Er."

Luo Yun, Zheng Zhenxing, and Meng Xianda all came forward to salute, cupping fists and smiling in greeting.

The two before them were of extreme seniority, and more importantly, they were Spirit Venerables.

The four had long heard of their great names and had once met them.

The two Spirit Venerables looked almost identical, clearly twin brothers at a glance.

Twin brothers, both advancing to Spirit Venerable.

Such a probability is exceedingly rare.

Their names are spread across the world, virtually all cultivators in Biyuan Heaven know them.

The front middle-aged man, Cheng Qian, nodded and stroked his beard with a smile, "Less talk, let’s go in."

The other middle-aged man, Cheng Kun, had a clean-shaven chin, neat and refreshing.

He slowly said, "This time going in will be more dangerous, you must be prepared."

"Elder Cheng Er, we understand!" Huang Zhengyang solemnly nodded.

Zheng Zhenxing hurriedly smiled, "With these two elders present, no danger is truly dangerous."

Cheng Kun’s face darkened, "Little Zheng, don’t flatter us. In front of that kind of Grotto Heaven, we are also very cautious."

Cheng Qian nodded, "Yes, we are also reverent, and may not withstand the tribulations of the Grotto Heaven!"

Zheng Zhenxing awkwardly smiled, "If Elder Cheng and Elder Cheng Er can’t do it, then we certainly can’t. Perhaps it’s just fate."

"Hmm, Little Zheng, that’s the right way to think," Cheng Qian stroked his beard with a smile, "To be reborn from death, without a desperate heart, there’s no point in entering this Grotto Heaven!"

"Yes." The four solemnly answered.

"Let’s go."

...

By dusk, they stood atop a mountain peak, overlooking the surrounding mountains.

The setting sun illuminated the edges of the sky, dyeing the entire sky red, cloaking them in rosy clouds.

Their faces were bleak.

Zheng Zhenxing frowned and shook his head, while Meng Xianda sighed repeatedly. Only Huang Zhengyang concentrated in thought, while Luo Yun kept glancing around.

Zheng Zhenxing said, "The path has completely changed, truly impossible to find!"

Meng Xianda sighed, "Not a spot is familiar, even though we entered the same place."

Cheng Qian said, "This is normal. To find it, you need to rely on your senses. Little Zheng, isn’t your sword still there?"

Zheng Zhenxing smiled bitterly, "Elder Cheng, my sword has lost contact with me, no longer belonging to me."

Cheng Kun snorted, "Severed connection with heart and spirit, but the aura won’t change, right? Are you not familiar?"

"...I’m familiar, but I can’t sense it." Zheng Zhenxing sighed.

"Why can’t you sense it?" Cheng Qian stroked his beard, "Maybe it’s been hidden, or isolated from its aura."

Meng Xianda said, "I’m afraid it’s not hidden, but destroyed."

Zheng Zhenxing glared at him, then sighed helplessly and silently nodded.

He also judged that the sword was already destroyed.

Completely destroyed, leaving no aura, naturally unable to be sensed.

Meng Xianda looked at Huang Zhengyang, "Brother Huang’s personal belongings are also completely unobservable, what’s the situation?"

Huang Zhengyang said, "I want to know too. I placed more than one item; I have my medicine bottle, my ornament, and a garment."

Luo Yun said, "Could it be that the distance is too far?"

Huang Zhengyang shook his head, "But we entered at the same location."

He is proficient in tracking techniques, far more powerful in sensing than ordinary people.

Under normal circumstances, as soon as they enter, he should be able to sense his belongings.

Now unable to sense a single item is indeed strange.

Huang Zhengyang slowly said, "No one could have taken them; some I exposed, hidden others very secretly, impossible to find."

Luo Yun sighed, "If no one took them, and the distance is not too far, then what could be the situation?"

He looked at the two Spirit Venerables, "Two elders, is there any way?"

Cheng Qian shook his head.

They already tried various methods, used tracking techniques to locate Huang Zhengyang’s items.

The tracking techniques of Spirit Venerables are naturally incomparable to those of Venerables, with astounding power.

Yet in such circumstances, they still couldn’t find those items, too bizarre.

Cheng Kun said, "In my opinion, perhaps we should temporarily retreat."

"Hmm?" Everyone looked at him.

Cheng Kun said, "Let’s each bury some personal belongings, scatter them around, and check again tomorrow."

"...Makes sense!" Huang Zhengyang nodded.

This is to test what exactly is going on.

No one around watching, impossible to evade Spirit Venerable detection if someone is lying in wait.

Thus burying items around will make it hard for them all to be exposed and destroyed.

So the six went their separate ways, dispersing.

A quarter of an hour later, the four returned to a square in the Imperial Palace, their faces heavy.