Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 1210 - 1206: Toying

"Listen carefully now." Zhu Lingyun said in a deep voice, then his lips moved, yet no sound came out.

Sun Haoyang and Hu Chengxiang couldn’t hear any sound.

Zhao Ruilin looked serious, occasionally nodding, pondering deeply.

After a cup of tea’s time, Zhu Lingyun’s lips stopped moving, and he coldly said, "Did you remember?"

Zhao Ruilin appeared embarrassed.

Zhu Lingyun shook his head, "I’ll say it again. If you still can’t remember, then don’t practice it!"

"Yes, I apologize, Divine Venerable!" Zhao Ruilin said solemnly.

Zhu Lingyun’s lips moved again but produced no sound.

Chu Zhiyuan stood behind a tree, eyes slightly narrowed, lost in thought.

Super Sense captured Zhu Lingyun’s words, much like hearing them.

He meticulously pondered this secret technique.

It was a secret technique to stimulate potential and unleash power.

This technique was extremely intricate and involved the use of Power of Soul, reaching a very high level.

But it indeed caused tremendous damage, not just to the mind but also to the Power of Soul, which is the potential for the future.

But for someone who’s about to die, why bother with so much?

What use is a dead man’s potential no matter how high?

First, cross the life-and-death threshold and then talk about other things. Moreover, there should be another Secret Technique that can replenish the soul.

So how can this technique be interrupted?

He pondered the method to break it, eventually concluding: it must be interrupted just as it’s being deployed, otherwise it’s too difficult to stop.

Thinking of this, his gaze focused, and he smiled slightly.

He looked briefly to the west.

In that direction, Zhou Chongming and other masters from the Four Sects were hurrying over.

For them, a hundred miles is not far, one hour is more than enough.

In one hour, can he resolve the statues within the Giant Spirit Sect?

Thinking about this, his gaze swept toward the direction of the valley, looking at those statues.

The source of those statues came from the Evil Venerable that descended upon Zhu Lingyun.

Through these statues, the Evil Venerable could both bestow power upon the disciples of the Giant Spirit Sect and receive the power accumulated by the disciples.

If these statues were destroyed, could the heart and spirit condensed by the disciples be transmitted to the Evil Venerable?

If there’s a hope to sever this power transmission channel, it’s worth a try.

It’s worth trying.

...

Zhao Ruilin, alone, floated out of the valley, heading in the direction of the earlier Undying Evil Venerable Statue.

Zhu Lingyun followed closely, a mile away, hiding his figure, with no trace of breath.

Chu Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow.

Zhu Lingyun’s Concealing Breath Technique was extremely high, flickering between visibility and invisibility.

This secret technique was indeed formidable.

The Divine Venerable’s secret techniques were endless, each one remarkable.

If not for forcibly suppressing the Sword Spirit of the Giant Spirit Sword previously, he couldn’t have defended against this sudden assassination.

Attacks emerging from nowhere, hard to guard against.

This time’s secret technique was equally miraculous. Had it not been for the Super Sense constantly watching, it would have been concealed.

One could only say his luck was bad; he just happened to restrain these secret techniques.

When they completely left the valley, he flashed into the valley.

Upon appearing, the Golden Sword instantly struck out, destroying one statue.

The next moment he vanished, reappearing by another statue, and destroyed it again.

After several flickers, all Evil Venerable Statues within the valley were destroyed.

"Woo—!"

A black light shot up to the sky, emitting a piercing screech that resounded throughout the valley.

All night long, the valley suddenly erupted.

"Who?"

"What’s going on?!"

"The Divine Statue! The Divine Statue!"

"What’s wrong with the Divine Statue? What’s the problem?"

"The Divine Statue shattered!"

"Someone destroyed the Divine Statue, catch him quickly!"

The piercing screech and angry shouts echoed within the valley.

The disciples of the Giant Spirit Sect were like headless flies, aimlessly flying around, searching for Chu Zhiyuan.

On the roof of the Sect Master Hall, Sun Haoyang and Hu Chengxiang’s faces were grim.

Sun Haoyang gnashed his teeth, "Such a despicable fellow!... Could he see our side, and thus take advantage of it?"

This move was a surprise attack and infiltration, absolutely not coincidental.

There was only one possibility, he has been watching this side, secretly lurking nearby to observe, hence the precision.

"That should be the case." Hu Chengxiang said with a calm face, "Junior Brother, we shouldn’t be separated."

"Hmm—?" Sun Haoyang was puzzled.

Hu Chengxiang said, "If we separate, we might be ambushed and assassinated by him."

"...We can’t separate." Sun Haoyang said through gritted teeth, "It’s so despicable!... Shall we call our senior brother back?"

Hu Chengxiang sighed, "The Divine Venerable will go mad."

This was toying with them within one’s grasp.

Not only were they being toyed with, but also the Giant Spirit Sect, including the Divine Venerable.

When the Divine Venerable had just descended, they felt the Divine Venerable was awe-inspiring and inviolable, powerful and mysterious, overlooking the mortals like a deity.

But now, this thought is unknowingly collapsing.

It turns out, the Divine Venerable is also being played with, manipulated, and helpless against that fellow.

Unknowingly, their admiration for the Divine Venerable dissipated and crumbled.

They knew they shouldn’t, but couldn’t control themselves.

Hu Chengxiang said solemnly, "Junior brother, never mention this to the disciples."

Sun Haoyang was helpless, "But with so many masters dead, how can the disciples remain unaware?"

The news of someone dying spreads the fastest, before the Divine Venerable descended, not so many had died.

After the Divine Venerable’s descent, so many masters were killed, and the culprit can’t be dealt with.

The disciples remain silent on the surface, but behind closed doors, how could they not have thoughts?

After all, they are human, not soulless puppets.

Hu Chengxiang frowned, looking at the Giant Spirit Sect disciples running around the valley, and shouted, "Why are you running around!?"

A middle-aged man floated to the front of the hall, clasped his fists, and bowed his head, "Elder Hu, the culprit who damaged the divine statue is missing, we are searching."

"Sneaky despicable person, if he’s missing, let him be." Hu Chengxiang shouted, "Stick to your duties!"

"But the divine statue..."

"Ignore the divine statue for now, act like nothing happened!" Hu Chengxiang shouted, "Everyone stick to their tasks, form teams, at least four to a group, no one is allowed to be alone!"

"...Yes."

The middle-aged man was puzzled and unwilling, but under Hu Chengxiang and Sun Haoyang’s cold stares, he grudgingly clasped his fists and agreed through gritted teeth.

He turned and left, scolding the Giant Spirit Sect disciples, soon restoring calm to the valley.

But beneath the calm, an even bigger undercurrent was surging.

Hu Chengxiang was heavy-hearted.

Sun Haoyang said, "Senior Brother Hu, it’s a bit troublesome."

They were ambushed right in their old lair, not only unable to fight back, but also worried about being ambushed and assassinated.

He felt his hair standing on end, the valley becoming extremely unsafe.

Hu Chengxiang’s face was serious.

He surely thought about the danger too, if the Divine Venerable destroyed not the divine statue, but the disciples within the valley, who knows how many would die.

Chu Zhiyuan frowned.

He saw Zhao Ruilin suddenly twist and change direction, heading towards Zhou Chongming and the others.

Chu Zhiyuan immediately knew that Zhao Ruilin’s senses were also sharp and detected Zhou Chongming ten miles away.

Chu Zhiyuan pondered, vanished in the blink of an eye, and appeared behind Zhou Chongming.

Zhou Chongming sensed him at the moment of his appearance, turned to glance, and drifted back to his side.

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists, "Elder."

"Any other news?"

"Ten miles ahead is the Giant Spirit Sect Master Zhao Ruilin and the descending Evil Venerable."

"Ten miles..." Zhou Chongming pondered.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Elder, I suggest changing direction to avoid them."

"...I’ll discuss with them." Zhou Chongming said.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

Up front, Qi Qingmei turned to glance, casting a sidelong glance at him.

Chu Zhiyuan apologetically clasped his fists and smiled.

He read Qi Qingmei’s annoyance.

Qi Qingmei snorted.

Zhou Chongming smiled as he approached, inviting Lu Gengshen and Li Xinhe, coming to Qi Qingmei to relay Chu Zhiyuan’s news.

They immediately discussed, after a few words, Qi Qingmei waved her jade-like hand.

Chu Zhiyuan stepped forward, clasped his fists, and smiled, "Senior sister, we need to act quickly."

"We won’t change direction; we’ll meet with Zhao Ruilin and the Divine Venerable."

Chu Zhiyuan frowned, "Senior sister, Zhao Ruilin is okay, but the Divine Venerable..."

"We must meet with the Divine Venerable too!" Qi Qingmei snorted.

Lu Gengshen said solemnly, "We will eventually face this Divine Venerable."

Li Xinhe said, "Let’s see if he really has three heads and six arms, whether he can withstand our combined attack!"

Zhou Chongming said, "Zhiyuan, do we have a chance of victory?"

He had great confidence in Chu Zhiyuan’s observations.

Chu Zhiyuan gently shook his head.

Even though they are Nine Transitions Venerables, facing Zhu Lingyun, the descending Evil Venerable, they truly are a tier below.

Like the difference between Nine Transitions and Eighth Transition, or even Nine Transitions and Third and Fourth Transitions.