Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 433: Chapter 430: Bait

He laughed and shook his head.

His own reputation hadn’t spread far enough to instill fear in the evil sects.

This meant not enough evil sect members had been killed.

He knew some evil sects were fearless of death, like the Fearless Sect, who longed for battle and welcomed a swift death in the Fearless Realm.

Most evil sects, however, feared death.

A good death is still not as valuable as a bad life. Once dead, one loses everything. Living allows for continued cultivation, growing stronger, and gaining the power to control one’s destiny.

The fact that the Wanhua Sect dared to approach and spy on him showed that his reputation wasn’t intimidating enough.

Meng Canglan lightly knitted her brows, ”They actually got this close?”

Chu Zhiyuan said, ”They’re watching me from downstairs.”

”Should we just kill him directly?”

”No rush,” Chu Zhiyuan said coolly, ”He’s likely not acting alone.”

Just killing this one would be a waste, wouldn’t it?

From his insight, a peddler was setting down his load and began shouting from the roadside.

Soon, several children gathered around, asking for candies, rattles, and cricket cages.

In no time, a bustling little stall formed with many patrons.

Chu Zhiyuan observed the peddler, having to admire the authenticity of his disguise.

There was no flaw to be seen.

This doctor had a dark energy flowing within him, hard to detect as a Grandmaster.

Yet he could immediately discern him as an evil sect Grandmaster.

The Dharma Form of evil sect Grandmaster experts was unlike the animal forms of other Grandmasters; it was mostly statues.

However, there were countless evil sects, innumerable, and the Wanhua Sect was just one of them.

Without Meng Canglan’s intelligence, it was hard to determine it was the Wanhua Sect.

Chu Zhiyuan glanced at Meng Canglan, ”You’d better leave first, so as not to raise his suspicion.”

”...Alright.” Meng Canglan nodded lightly.

This concerned the safety of the Wuyou Sect, and it was unwise for someone from the Wanhua Sect to know of her existence.

She left nimbly and silently.

Chu Zhiyuan continued to observe the peddler, who expertly took out various small toys, saying nice things to please the surrounding children,

until the goods in the two boxes on his carrying pole were quickly sold out, leaving them empty.

He appeared exhausted and sat down next to the pole to rest, occasionally glancing towards the Tianshui Pavilion.

Meng Canglan, wearing a white veil, walked gracefully, not drawing his attention.

Only after Chu Zhiyuan left did he truly start to move, standing up and leisurely shouldering the pole.

Following Chu Zhiyuan from afar, he suddenly turned into a small alleyway, wiped his face, and changed into another handsome face.

Simultaneously, he removed his robe, unveiling a brocade robe underneath.

From the empty box, he pulled out a folding fan, affectedly fanning himself while exiting the alley, continuing to follow Chu Zhiyuan.

In the dead of winter, his fan-waving demeanor was quite eye-catching.

Yet he didn’t care, walking casually, occasionally surveying the street-stalls on both sides, stopping to take a look, and then shaking his head disdainfully before moving on.

He followed Chu Zhiyuan from a distance, doing so secretly without being detected.

Upon seeing Chu Zhiyuan enter an inn, he continued walking without pausing.

Once he was a hundred meters away, out of sight of the inn, he suddenly accelerated, ducked into a narrow alley, and transformed again, turning into a middle-aged man, even changing from a lean figure to a stout one.

He could not only change his appearance but also his bone structure.

Walking through the alley, he took a few turns, finally arriving at a small courtyard.

Leaping lightly over the courtyard wall, he wiped his face again, transforming back into an ordinary looking young man.

Inside the courtyard, three young men were practicing hand skills.

Their hand skills were sometimes graceful, sometimes fierce, with exquisite moves and agile, swift movements.

Upon seeing him enter, the three stopped and looked over.

One young man quickly asked, ”Brother Lu, did you find out where that guy is staying?”

”Yes, I did.”

”And his guards?”

”He didn’t even bring any guards.” The ordinary-looking young man shook his head, ”He’s got quite the nerve!”

”Impossible, I heard he’s afraid of death and never leaves his guards’ side.”

”This time, he didn’t bring any guards; maybe he’s dealing with some secret matter?”

”What secret matter?”

”Who cares, as long as we know where he is, we’ll wipe him out, guards or not!”

”Yes.”

”...We must be cautious; this guy won’t be easy to kill.”

”If we manage to kill him, perhaps the four of us can step into the realm of the Great Grandmaster.”

”Yes, his vitality is truly as potent as a dragon, no wonder he’s practiced the Dragon Transformation Technique.”

”...And his cultivation?”

”No matter how strong his cultivation is, can he surpass us?”

”He should have a Great Grandmaster guard.”

”...Indeed, not seeing his Great Grandmaster guard is a reason to be cautious.”

”Then we strike while he’s without his Great Grandmaster guard.”

”We need to act before the others arrive.”

”They should be here by tomorrow, or quickly, by evening.”

”A Great Grandmaster, huh...”

”Other than those in our sect, it’s said people from the Yuding Sect, the Lingyun Sect, and even the Fusion Sect are coming to join the fun.”

”Ha... Who would have thought that this Princely Heir’s Essence Blood would be so exceptionally rare in this world? With his Essence Blood, stepping into the realm of the Great Grandmaster is possible!”

”Stepping into the Great Grandmaster!”

All four were becoming frenzied, their eyes glowing as if they envisioned themselves becoming Great Grandmasters.

Becoming a Grandmaster Perfection wasn’t difficult for them; they just needed to kill enough people.

Killing in the Eastern Territory was incredibly easy; it was chaotic, and no one cared if someone died.

But stepping over the threshold of becoming a Great Grandmaster was not easy.

It required consuming Imperial Blood.

Imperial Blood wasn’t the Emperor’s blood; they were not capable of getting close to the Emperor.

It only required the Emperor’s bloodline, and the closer to the Emperor, the better the effect.

The Prince was the best, and the Princely Heir was next.

And among these Princes and Princely Heirs, the stronger the cultivation, the better the aptitude, the better the effect.

In the entire Da Jing Royal Family, the one with the best effect was Fourth Prince Chu Zhiyuan.

Next would be the Tenth Prince Chu Mingrui.

But Chu Mingrui resided in the barracks, making it nearly impossible to approach him.

Chu Zhiyuan was usually in the Inner City of Yujing, making him difficult to get close to.

Now there was finally an opportunity.

He unexpectedly went to Wanghai City alone; it was a death wish.

It was said that Chu Zhiyuan had unparalleled aptitude, rarely seen in the world; his cultivation was formidable, and his Flying Knives were unmatched.

But no matter how formidable he was, he was just a Grandmaster. As long as enough people attacked him, they’d surely take him down.

This mindset drove them to rush here, eager to be the first to devour him, using his Imperial Blood to step into the Great Grandmaster.

They didn’t know who leaked this information, but they were sure it was true.

After tracking, they confirmed this was indeed true; Chu Zhiyuan was really alone in Wanghai City.

Indeed, it was the best opportunity to kill Chu Zhiyuan and achieve Great Grandmaster status.

They did not have many other thoughts, only wanting to kill Chu Zhiyuan immediately and then achieve the status of a Great Grandmaster.

As for the potential collateral damage within the city, they never considered it.

Or the presence of City Guards in Wanghai City.

The City Guards in Wanghai City would see the fighting and turn a blind eye.

The decay within the Eastern Territory was deeply entrenched in everyone’s hearts.

”Then let’s go, strike immediately!”

”Yes, let’s strike!”

Chu Zhiyuan stood calmly in the nearby alley, listening to their conversation and shaking his head.

Using himself as bait was indeed effective.