Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 260: Chapter 257 Storage

Chu Zhiyuan didn’t sense any danger, so he put it away.

Looking around, Chu Zhiyuan felt rather sentimental: ”A promising Grandmaster, ended just like that; living is hard, but dying is too easy.”

”Senior Brother Zhou is pitiable too.”

”Pitiable people often have something detestable about them,” Chu Zhiyuan laughed, ”He is pitiable, his master is probably more pitiable.”

”Uncle Master Kong...” Huang Shiron had a look of regret on her face, gently shaking her head, ”It’s probably hopeless for him to enter the Great Grandmaster realm now.”

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

With the shock of this event, how could he possibly step into the Great Grandmaster realm?

If one’s mental state has a flaw, avoiding inner demons is already good, wanting to become a Great Grandmaster requires exceptional wisdom and great fortune.

”Having such a disciple, it’s quite unlucky for him, there will always be those who aren’t loyal,” Chu Zhiyuan said.

”Sigh...” Huang Shiron sighed deeply.

She thought of Kong Xuefang’s relationship with Zhou Tianqi.

Raised within the sect since childhood, cherished and taught as if he was his own son, with countless efforts and care.

Training a Grandmaster is astonishingly effortful, yet this disciple practiced Yuding Sect’s evil skill and wanted to kill his master.

The pain and desolation of this thought make one’s scalp tingle, unbearable to withstand.

——

On the way back, they maintained silence.

She sat in Chu Zhiyuan’s embrace, feeling an inexplicable sense of serenity enveloping her.

Yet, she was constantly alert, reminding herself she was the future Palace Master of White Cloud Sword Palace, not an ordinary woman, so she couldn’t indulge in romantic feelings.

This thought was like a basin of cold water, constantly pouring over her, keeping her sober.

Chu Zhiyuan, meanwhile, was warming his Sword Gang while pondering the mysteries of the Crystal Tripod.

This Crystal Tripod appeared transparent, but under Insight, it was covered with strange patterns.

He had never seen such patterns, but they were wonderfully intricate.

Infusing Gang Qi resulted in nothing, but infusing spiritual power revealed a peculiar space.

This greatly astonished him.

He couldn’t help but think of something: Spatial Bag, Storage Bag.

Could it be that this Crystal Tripod was actually a spatial bag?

He was itching with curiosity, wanting to try it out immediately.

Sadly, with Huang Shiron watching on the side, it was truly inconvenient.

Huang Shiron’s slender waist, delicate jade shoulders, graceful and fair neck, small ears like glass or amber, and jet-black hair were all beautiful, quite enchanting.

But at this moment, his mind was fully occupied by the Crystal Tripod, with no room for romantic thoughts.

The speed of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Horse was faster than when they arrived; just as dusk was beginning to fall, they had already reached Yujing.

The two parted ways outside the Prince Qing Mansion.

As Chu Zhiyuan was about to enter the mansion, he said with a smile, ”Tell Elder Gu not to forget his promise this time; I know you’re in a hurry, so I won’t invite you in for a rest.”

”I will tell Elder Gu,” Huang Shiron replied with a smile.

She could imagine the worried look on Gu Qingshan’s face.

”Then I’m off,” Chu Zhiyuan waved, striding through the mansion gates with the two Heavenly Dragon Divine Horses following.

Watching him enter, Huang Shiron turned and walked away.

Walking on the pristine avenue of the Prince Qing Mansion, her emotions suddenly became complex.

Chu Zhiyuan had sat with her yet didn’t act improperly or take advantage of her in any way.

She was quite surprised by this, feeling conflicted.

In her impression, Chu Zhiyuan was cautious, but that was due to a prudence in face of danger; he certainly wasn’t timid in his actions, instead, he was a strong and domineering person.

Sitting in his lap, she was inevitably expecting him to take some liberties and had already decided to ignore it.

Yet, Chu Zhiyuan behaved so properly, which surprised her greatly.

Was her appearance really so inferior to Xiao Ruoling, that he had no interest whatsoever?

Walking amidst the bustling crowd, she quickly dismissed these thoughts, meeting the hurriedly approaching Wen Qianqian and Xu Mengyu.

”Sister, how did it go, did you catch up?”

”Hmm.” Huang Shiron nodded lightly.

”Truly caught up? So quickly?”

The two women were astonished.

Xu Mengyu asked, ”Sister, what about Senior Brother Zhou?”

Huang Shiron sighed, ”Senior Brother Zhou is already dead, his body will be sent back to the sect by the Military Suppression Department, ...I have to return to the sect, you guys watch over things here for now.”

”This...” The two women were extremely surprised.

Huang Shiron said, ”I’ll tell you later, I’m leaving now.”

With that, she drifted away, disappearing in no time among the bustling crowd.

——

Chu Zhiyuan sat on the couch in the Listening-to-Waves Hall, with a small black bead in front of his left knee and the Crystal Tripod before his right knee.

He gazed left, then right, feeling satisfied, unable to suppress a smile from spreading wide.

This time’s gain could be described as enormous.

An opportunity to visit the White Cloud Sword House, and these two odd treasures.

Both treasures were extremely important, especially to himself.

The former could avoid the tracking of a Great Grandmaster, and the latter could store items.

He never imagined he could find a storage bag, a spatial bag, in this world.

Although it’s not a bag, it has a similar function.

Could this world be a Cultivation World?

He shook his head.

There wasn’t enough nature’s spiritual energy to convert it into something akin to Gang Qi.

To form Gang Qi, it still has to be absorbed into the body and processed through the meridians.

Directly using the breath of the Void has no power, even the role of spiritual power is limited to sensing and tracking, needing to rely on Gang Qi to exert its strength.

Therefore, this world is impossible for Immortal Cultivation.

Yet there was Spiritual Objects like the Space Tripod.

Does this mean that beyond the Void, there is a Cultivation World?

The power of the Fearless Realm that he borrowed, that so-called Fearless Realm, is it the power of the Cultivation World?

Is that how it can defend against Gang Qi?

Because this power level is higher than that of this world?

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

If this world cannot achieve Immortality, then what about the Cultivation World?

After Tribulation, the demon beasts of Dragon Mountain Secret Land ascend—could this lead to the Cultivation World?

Of course, if he could achieve Immortality in this world, there’d be no need to go to the Cultivation World.

Moreover, forces from beyond have always come in, but this world cannot reach outside.

Even the Dragon Mountain Secret Land cannot.

His thoughts drifted momentarily.

The Qingying Sword flashed suddenly and disappeared without a trace.

Moments later, the Qingying Sword suddenly appeared again.

Chu Zhiyuan’s smile grew wider, unable to suppress his urge to laugh out loud.

This Crystal Tripod is truly wonderful.

Inside, there’s enough length and breadth of a sword, though it doesn’t look large, it can hold quite a lot of things.

At least it can store plenty of flying knives.

Next time, Wen Qianqian and Xu Mengyu won’t have to carry flying knives while trailing behind him.

Then he shook his head.

It would still be better for them to carry the flying knives.

This Crystal Tripod, as a secret within a secret, must not be shown to outsiders.

——

Early the next morning, just as he was about to head to Mingwu Hall, Feng Xi suddenly arrived, handing him a letter.

”Your Highness, someone just delivered a letter outside, claiming to be an old acquaintance of Your Highness, you’ll know once you see.”

”Oh—?” Chu Zhiyuan’s smile broadened, ”An old acquaintance?”

He glanced at it, and already saw the content inside the envelope—it was indeed an old acquaintance. He nodded slightly, ”Hmm, understood.”

Zou Fang accepted the letter.

Chu Zhiyuan gestured with his hand, ”No need to open it, let’s go.”

Feng Xi was puzzled but didn’t ask further.

As he walked, Chu Zhiyuan thought, Xu Yingying had finally arrived.