Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 579: Chapter 575: Door Visit

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Four Directions Pavilion of Da Meng

Da Jing Court

In Chu Zhiyuan’s small courtyard, rows of venerable statues were neatly arranged, forming four circles.

Chu Zhiyuan stood quietly within the circle, observing the red lines on these venerable statues.

Through these red lines, he could discover in which direction each Evil Sect had more disciples.

The direction with the most disciples often marked the location of the Main Altar.

They would never expect someone to use this method to determine the location of their Main Altar.

Hence there was no defense.

Staying close to one’s lair is a subconscious human instinct, beyond control.

Zou Fang stood beside him holding a giant scroll, one person tall and the width of three arm spans.

It depicted the map of Da Meng.

Chu Zhiyuan occasionally leapt out of the circle of venerable statues, landing in front of the scroll to make a few marks on the map.

He marked the directions of the various Evil Sects.

As he was doing this, Zou Fang suddenly sensed something and turned his head to glance.

He then looked back at Chu Zhiyuan.

”Hmm, go ahead.” Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand.

Zou Fang gently put down the scroll and floated out.

A moment later he returned, holding a letter.

He opened the letter and presented it to Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan took it, glanced over the letter, furrowed his brows, and shook his head.

It was a goodbye letter from Xu Yingying to him.

At the same time Xiao Ruoling and the others received the news, Xu Yingying also got the message.

Upon returning to the Jiuli Divine Sect, she learned that the Jiuli Divine Mountain within the Secret Land of the Jiuli Divine Sect suddenly shone brightly, indicating the opening of the Ascension Gate.

Among the disciples of the Jiuli Divine Sect, a group, including her, would enter the Divine Mountain.

This matter was too sudden, and she could no longer make it in time to say goodbye in person.

But fortunately, he would also ascend to Outer Heaven, so they could still meet.

Upon reaching Outer Heaven, she could still have fun with Xiao Ruoling and Shen Hanyue.

With the seniors of the Sect and Xu Suying there, she had no worries or fears about the future, only full of anticipation, like someone from a small town heading to a big city.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at the letter, shook his head helplessly.

Xu Yingying was truly a carefree person, never worrying about negative matters, only thinking positively.

By luck, misfortune never befalls her, and good fortune continually comes her way.

After reading Xu Yingying’s letter, Chu Zhiyuan’s mood unexpectedly brightened.

It seemed this instance was not alone; the Jiuli Divine Sect evidently had more experience.

This was the depth of a Great Sect.

Even the four sects like White Cloud Sword Palace knew nothing, having not encountered such secrets.

Among the four Demon Sects, both Yao Yue Palace and Jiuli Divine Sect could ascend; what about the other two sects?

Unfortunately, there hadn’t been any communication with Meng Canglan recently, so he didn’t know her situation.

If Meng Canglan were also to leave, he wondered if she would write him a letter.

He pondered for a moment and said, ”Zou Fang, have Ma Tianhe find out where Meng Canglan is now.”

”Yes.” Zou Fang softly replied.

Chu Zhiyuan glanced eastward.

The support from Wuyou Sect for him was substantial; if he were indeed to ascend the throne, certain reciprocation would be needed.

If Meng Canglan also ascended and left, the connection with Wuyou Sect wouldn’t be as strong.

But at this juncture, Meng Canglan’s involvement was no longer necessary.

Chu Zhiyuan quickly set aside these thoughts, continuing to sense the red lines on the venerable statues.

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An hour later, he said, ”Zou Fang, please invite Mr. Su over.”

”Yes.” Zou Fang agreed.

There is a sense among Great Grandmasters.

Before long, Su Qiuyan appeared, smiling, ”What can I do for you, Princely Heir?”

Chu Zhiyuan said, ”Mr. Su, I need to cast a net to gather intelligence.”

”Gather intelligence?” Su Qiuyan looked at the scroll hanging inside the small pavilion.

Chu Zhiyuan said, ”I have already sensed the positions of these Evil Sects, but to pinpoint their exact locations, people need to be dispatched to scout, which requires a large number of personnel.”

”As expected of the Princely Heir.” Su Qiuyan observed the markings of each Evil Sect on the scroll.

Chu Zhiyuan said, ”Having too few people won’t do.”

If he were to travel on horseback to all these directions and places, who knows how long it would take.

At this time, the Court’s strength is required, which is why he always pursued the three-court agreement.

”In that case...” Su Qiuyan calculated the number of people while examining the scroll.

The markings indicated directions, showing most were concentrated in the west.

In the west, troops were sparse, much like Da Jing Dynasty’s Eastern Territory, posing no threat, hence requiring fewer stationed troops.

Without military strength, thoroughly covering the entire west cannot be accomplished by a small number of people.

She thought for a moment: ”Perhaps both the Wind Listening Platform and Rain Listening Platform need to be mobilized.”

Chu Zhiyuan said, ”I wish to meet with the leaders in charge of this area to personally give some instructions.”

”Alright, I’ll report to the Emperor.” Su Qiuyan readily agreed and disappeared.

Chu Zhiyuan withdrew his gaze from the giant scroll and fixed it on the venerable statues.

Each venerable statue was covered in intricate red lines, varying in thickness and length.

Remembering all these red lines was nearly impossible; it was too complex.

Using a mnemonic imprinting method, Chu Zhiyuan imprinted it in his mind altogether.

Then he continuously compared their changes.

Through these changes, the positional shifts of the Evil Sect disciples could be discerned.

He discovered the Evil Sect disciples were continuously heading towards Tianjing.

According to this trend, in about three days, these Evil Sect experts would converge at Tianjing.

By then, the influx of Evil Sect experts in Tianjing would increase explosively, a hundredfold the previous amount.

Thousands or even tens of thousands of Evil Sect experts will arrive at Tianjing, presenting a massive challenge.

All these people would need to be eliminated by him.

Suddenly, a clear voice came from outside: ”Fourth Prince, I, Meng Gengbai, have come to visit the Princely Heir.”

Chu Zhiyuan already saw a courteous and elegant young man standing outside the Da Jing Court.

Chu Zhiyuan gestured, ”Let him in.”

”Yes.” Zou Fang responded, floating out.

Soon, Meng Gengbai appeared inside the small courtyard, astonished at the scene.

Chu Zhiyuan, standing in the center of the venerable statues, smiled and clasped his hands towards Meng Gengbai, saying, ”What brings you here, Mr. Meng?”

”I heard that the White Rainbow Form was taught by the Princely Heir?”

”Yes.” Chu Zhiyuan nodded: ”It’s a Sword Technique I devised myself.”

Meng Gengbai took out a small booklet from his pocket, its yellowish hue exuding a glow, its material peculiar, and handed it over with both hands: ”Three years ago, I obtained this Sword Manual in a Cave Mansion.”

Chu Zhiyuan was puzzled: ”This is...?”

”I heard that the Princely Heir’s swordsmanship is also exceptional and perceptive, so I especially invite you to view this Sword Manual.”

Chu Zhiyuan pursed his lips.

Zou Fang stepped forward to accept it, flipped through it briefly, and gave it a gentle push.

The yellowish glowing booklet slowly floated towards Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan took it, flipping through it page by page, a total of ten pages, finishing in the blink of an eye.

Chu Zhiyuan looked towards Meng Gengbai with a contemplative expression, ”Good swordsmanship.”

Meng Gengbai smiled bitterly, ”Unfortunately, I cannot comprehend this Sword Technique.”

”Flowing Wind Sword Technique is a fusion of the essence of flowing water and the breeze.” Chu Zhiyuan said: ”It shouldn’t be difficult to comprehend, should it?”

This set of sword techniques is extremely exquisite, drawing from the essence of water and wind.

A sufficient understanding and perception of water and wind are required to exhibit the mystique of the Sword Moves.

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