Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 1912: 1425: Anchoring
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“With the secret technique now perfected, I ought to head back to the palace and inform Father about it, then learn his intentions for the next steps.” While uttering this, an easygoing grin surfaced on the Third Prince’s features without him realizing.
“Wait a moment, Your Highness!”
Right when he was set to depart in high spirits, the Confucian Saint interjected: “His Majesty has commanded that upon the secret technique’s completion, Your Highness needs to put it into action right away, without any postponement.”
The grin on the Third Prince’s countenance froze in an instant, yet considering his knowledge of his father, such a directive was precisely in line with what he would expect.
“In that case, I’ll adhere to Father’s instructions.”
What choice did he have? Resistance wasn’t an option for him, and defying the Emperor’s decree was out of the question.
“This way, please!” The Confucian Saint offered a faint smile and gestured toward a different spot.
The test space-time rift received little focus from the group, since confirming its stability demanded considerable time. Mobilizing and positioning forces would require a few hours more.
As a result, the space-time rift, sustainable for a full day and night, ended up squandering half that duration.
“Teacher, might we venture to observe this Outer World?” One disciple from the Hundred Schools inquired with anticipation.
The teacher gave a nod of approval, “This serves as your trial. If you’re prepared, proceed.”
The beginner secret technique for traversing space-time didn’t demand abundant spiritual items, yet they had to supplement with spiritual objects to prolong the rift’s duration.
Although these items weren’t overly rare, wasting them wasn’t feasible. Therefore, they permitted the top disciples of the Hundred Schools to investigate and potentially gather resources from the other side to offset the expenditure.
Additionally, this presented a chance to test a certain concept. Success here would immensely aid their forthcoming ventures into the Outer World!
It might even transform basic world scouting and swift resource gathering into full-scale world domination, claiming a whole realm as their own!
And that concept involved creating a space-time rift targeted at a precise world.
Still, at present, it remained just an idea, not yet initiated, because they continued to refine the core techniques and had no prior experience crossing worlds, thus missing practical data.
The Hundred Schools’ disciples swiftly stepped into the space-time rift, leaving the once-packed valley far emptier.
“I’m curious if they’ll run into any perils…”
“Venturing into a new world always carries risks. Given their abilities, they ought to manage it without issue.”
“Only hope they keep track of the time and avoid any holdups.”
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Teachers couldn’t help but feel some worry over these ordeals for the rising stars among the disciples, yet raw jade must endure polishing to form a gem—they required such challenges to mature.
In the meantime, the Third Prince, using his Token, had gathered a force of ten thousand bearing the Black Flag of Xuanwu and brought them over.
Abruptly, the nearby surroundings shifted profoundly, and the intense battle aura of the field induced an unexpected hush among the onlookers.
“Could this be the Xuanshan Army?”
Among Daqian’s four premier forces, this one excelled in defense, capable of withstanding a hundred thousand foes for three days without falling!
A person voiced astonishment but whispered it; the rest kept neutral faces, as if they’d anticipated this.
“It looks like His Majesty values this secret technique highly…”
“Naturally! The Southern Domain’s borders are mostly set now. Without upheavals, pushing further would cost the court dearly.”
However, this breakthrough in crossover secret techniques allowed the Emperor to envision a fresh path for territorial growth and population increase—through world conquest!
“Yet the secret technique has only just achieved initial success. Isn’t dispatching such a force rather premature?”
“True, even if the rift’s other end holds dangers, calling upon the Xuanshan Army feels excessive.”
An elite force proves itself through deeds, shining in various fields.
This doubt lingered in the minds of the numerous Hundred Schools cultivators on site. The space-time rift endured only a day and night, and despite the Xuanshan Army’s prowess, conquering a world in so brief a span was impossible.
Deploying a ten-thousand-man elite unit appeared overly grandiose.
Still, none suspected an error from the reigning Emperor; they assumed some hidden profound purpose, perhaps a secret scheme!
After nearly a hundred casts, the Third Prince had etched the spell into his very instincts, turning it into second nature; a mere gesture, and he executed it flawlessly.
Before long, a squarely shaped space-time rift materialized in front of all.
“Xuanshan Army! Forward!”
At the commander’s directive, the troops moved with astonishing swiftness, vanishing entirely in a blink.
“Truly, it lives up to being one of Daqian’s four elite legions, the Xuanshan Army!” Another voice rang out in praise.
“Where did the Third Prince go?”
All at once, a question arose from the gathering.
The assembly jolted and scanned urgently, failing to find him, which sparked inner turmoil over how to account for it.
“Stay calm, the Third Prince hasn’t vanished; he entered the space-time rift as well and is likely in the other world presently.” A steady voice reassured them.