Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 473: Chapter 470 Influence

In fact, many people know that when it comes to hatred towards the Evil Sect and the massacres against them, no one surpasses him.

But because this matter is too bizarre, no one thought in that direction.

After all, a Grandmaster is not an immortal; they practice martial arts, not Immortal Laws.

Killing people without leaving a trace is impossible, let alone killing without showing oneself.

Only a divine weapon like the Emperor’s Sword has such unfathomable power.

Yet she vaguely felt that this person was Chu Zhiyuan.

It was a strange feeling deep within.

”These Evil Sect monsters are truly persistent, not considering whether the rumors are reliable or not. The Evil Emperor? Ha, they dare to imagine anything!”

”Big brother, you don’t understand the status of the Evil Emperor in the hearts of these Evil Sect monsters.”

”No matter how high the status, they can’t be muddle-headed, right?” Cheng Yifeng disapprovingly said, ”Do they really think the Da Jing Court are fools? If there were a Cave Mansion, would it have lasted until now?”

”Cave Mansions are different.” Cheng Miaozhen shook her head, ”It’s very difficult to predict when they’ll appear. Some Cave Mansions remain hidden underground for thousands or even tens of thousands of years before emerging.”

”....Alright then.” Cheng Yifeng realized he couldn’t argue with Cheng Miaozhen, so he changed the subject, ”Why do you insist on inviting the Fourth Prince? The Fourth Prince surely doesn’t want to meet you, isn’t this exposing his wounds?”

Cheng Miaozhen said, ”I need to thank him for saving my life.”

”Little sister, you’re only considering your own peace of mind, disregarding others. This Fourth Prince is truly remarkable, with an unusual magnanimity!”

Cheng Yifeng spoke while giving a thumbs-up, ”I definitely couldn’t do it; in such a situation, I’d be long angry, wouldn’t even bother with you.”

Cheng Miaozhen said displeased, ”Big brother, you’re becoming more and more annoying!”

Cheng Yifeng chuckled, ”Alright, alright, the truth can’t be spoken, what can you offer him in return? Besides your beauty, what else?”

Cheng Miaozhen glared at him fiercely, disliking his crude words.

The Consort Shun said, ”If he truly wants to become Emperor, there are things he needs to know.”

”Mother, what things?”

”About becoming Emperor.” The Consort Shun said indifferently, ”Not just anyone can be Emperor.”

”Then tell me, mother, see if I can become Emperor.”

”You—?” The Consort Shun said indifferently, ”Let’s talk about it in your next life.”

”Mother, am I so hopeless?” Cheng Yifeng grumbled, ”My qualifications aren’t bad. If I rack up some accomplishments in the army, I might have a chance, right?”

”Entering Wentian Cliff, yet still wanting to become Emperor?” The Consort Shun shook her head.

Cheng Yifeng said, ”Why can’t a disciple from Wentian Cliff become Emperor?”

”It’s the rule.” The Consort Shun spoke indifferently, ”Otherwise, why didn’t I let you enter Wentian Cliff in the first place? ...This rule is unspoken, but I know it.”

”There’s such a rule...” Cheng Yifeng was surprised, slowly nodding, ”Is it to prevent control by Wentian Cliff?”

”When one family monopolizes power, it leads to their demise.” The Consort Shun said plainly, ”That’s what Wentian Cliff is.”

”Mother, Wentian Cliff won’t fall,” Cheng Yifeng laughed, ”Wentian Secret Technique will keep Wentian Cliff invincible.”

”Hmph, invincible?” The Consort Shun scoffed.

Cheng Yifeng didn’t argue, smiling, ”Is there anything else to do if you want to become Emperor?”

”You don’t need to know.” The Consort Shun shook her head, ”It would be pointless to tell you.”

”Sigh...” Cheng Yifeng sighed helplessly, ”Mother, you’re too heartless.”

The Consort Shun glanced at him sideways, too lazy to waste words.

——

When Chu Zhiyuan arrived at the Princess Mansion of Jianing, Cheng Yifeng came out warmly to welcome him inside.

Guo Chi and the others were led to another courtyard while Zou Fang followed him to the main hall.

Cheng Yifeng, full of enthusiasm, led Chu Zhiyuan to sit down.

Chu Zhiyuan found that this Prince, not only didn’t have any personal eunuch attendants but had not an ounce of princely arrogance, being proactive and warm.

After Chu Zhiyuan sat down, Cheng Yifeng sighed, ”Princely Heir, I have truly admired you for a long time, even at Wentian Cliff, your name was well known.”

Chu Zhiyuan chuckled, ”Just a few days ago, I just saw High Brother off.”

”High Senior Brother...” Cheng Yifeng spread his hands, ”A True Disciple, the next Cliff Master, I can’t possibly reach that high.”

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, ”Your Highness is a Prince.”

Cheng Yifeng said helplessly, ”In High Senior Brother’s eyes, a Prince is no different from a commoner.”

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, ”Indeed, in High Brother’s eyes, everyone is equal.”

Gao Jiuqu is not arrogant; rather, he is straightforward, not seeing any difference between a Prince and a commoner.

Before fate, there is no difference between Princes and ordinary people; both are pitiful beings manipulated by it.

After chatting a bit about Gao Jiuqu, Cheng Miaozhen and Consort Shun soon came out.

Chu Zhiyuan stood up and saluted with clasped fists to Consort Shun.

Of course, this was not his first encounter with Consort Shun.

He felt that the current Consort Shun was less approachable than back then.

Back then, even though Consort Shun was unconscious, she didn’t have the current distant aura.

After Cheng Miaozhen sat down, she went straight to the point, ”Those Evil Sect monsters were killed by you, weren’t they?”

Chu Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow and smiled, ”What makes you say that?”

Of course, he knew the current rumors, the divine might of the Emperor’s Sword.

This information was spread out by him.

It’s not that he was noble and disliked fame, but to calm people’s hearts.

Enhancing the prestige of the Emperor’s Sword would help soothe the public, preventing the Evil Sect monsters from causing more panic.

Of course, he also knew the Emperor wouldn’t shortchange him; doing so would only bring benefits.

Cheng Miaozhen said, ”It’s just a hunch.”

”Was it really you, Princely Heir?” Cheng Yifeng exclaimed, ”How did you do it?”

Chu Zhiyuan chuckled, ”A Secret Technique, nothing extraordinary.”

”That’s not extraordinary?” Cheng Yifeng marveled, ”In front of your Secret Technique, we Grandmasters don’t stand a chance; it’s terrifying!”

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, ”In front of a Great Grandmaster, Grandmasters never stood a chance.”

”Ah... Great Grandmaster.” Cheng Yifeng shook his head, ”Seeing you, Princely Heir, makes me feel like a waste.”

”Good that you know.” The Consort Shun spoke indifferently.

Cheng Yifeng looked towards the Consort Shun, helplessly saying, ”Mother, in front of the Princely Heir, give me some face, okay?”

The Consort Shun said indifferently, ”The Princely Heir is not an outsider, what face do you need?”

She looked at Chu Zhiyuan, ”Killing so many Evil Sect members, they will surely retaliate, especially the powers behind them.”

Chu Zhiyuan solemnly nodded, ”I understand.”

”Do you really understand?” The Consort Shun stared at him with her bright eyes.

Chu Zhiyuan pointed his finger upwards.

”You truly understand.” The Consort Shun nodded, ”They won’t leave you alone for such slaughter.”

”Now they have a newly passed-down Secret Technique to conceal their aura.” Chu Zhiyuan said, ”That’s how they easily sneaked into the city, but it’s fine, they can’t hide from me.”

The Consort Shun said, ”You want to become Emperor, right?”

Chu Zhiyuan raised his sword-like eyebrow and chuckled, ”What do you mean by that, Your Highness?”

The Consort Shun said, ”Do you know the price of becoming Emperor?”

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.

The Consort Shun said, ”You will lose joy, life will become dull and tedious, and you will undergo a drastic change in temperament.”

Chu Zhiyuan said, ”A drastic change in temperament?”

The Consort Shun said, ”It’s best not to assume the role of Emperor too early; the later, the better.”

Chu Zhiyuan pondered, ”Is it the influence of the Emperor’s Sword?”

”Just think a little about how powerful it is,” The Consort Shun slowly nodded, ”How could it not influence you?”