Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 1217 - 1213: Found

"If this continues, the merit of your Four Sects will be higher; the achievement of exterminating a sect far exceeds that of defeating individual Evil Demons."

"Brother Huang, doesn’t your Evil Extermination Department have a grasp of the details of those Evil Sects?"

"Without infiltrating, how can we grasp it?"

"Is there no top-notch secret infiltration technique?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.

"There are some ways to conceal one’s presence, but they are not top-notch and can’t fool those Evil Demons."

"I do have a method." Chu Zhiyuan pondered.

Huang Zhengyang laughed, "Could it be stronger than our Evil Extermination Department’s secret techniques?"

"It might really be stronger." Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile.

He took out a thin booklet from his chest pocket and handed it over.

The booklet was brand new.

Huang Zhengyang took it and opened it; the characters inside were also new, and he looked up at him.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "I also acquired it from elsewhere, indeed extremely marvelous."

Huang Zhengyang smiled and put it away, "I won’t say thank you then."

The secret techniques within the sect shouldn’t be passed on, but if acquired from elsewhere, even if highly exquisite, they can be freely handled.

Chu Zhiyuan wouldn’t give away ordinary secret techniques; it must be exceptionally marvelous.

If it can enhance the ability to conceal one’s presence, the improvement for the entire Evil Extermination Department would be immense.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and waved his hand, "I also heard a piece of news; in the next few days, there will be a massive assault on the city gate."

Huang Zhengyang’s expression turned solemn.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "At least two Evil Sects, possibly even three, will forcibly break through, thereby creating an opportunity to rush into the Imperial City."

"Top experts from the Evil Sects want to enter the Imperial City?"

"Yes."

"Damn it!" Huang Zhengyang gritted his teeth.

If the Evil Demons truly break into the Imperial City, he, as the Deputy Director, shouldn’t even expect a promotion, and might not be able to keep his position as Deputy Director.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "This is also an opportunity for the Evil Extermination Department, and of course, I’ll notify the City Guards as well."

His relationship with Ding Huanchun was also excellent, so naturally, he couldn’t hide this information.

"Brother Chu, you are indeed resourceful and versatile."

"Haha..."

"...If the City Guards are prepared, combined with us, we can block these guys!"

Chu Zhiyuan said, "They will have insiders."

"Insiders... heh, truly some depraved individuals." Huang Zhengyang shook his head, "Sometimes I really can’t understand these people’s thoughts, choosing to be evil rather than good!"

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Greed or fear perhaps, some are coerced, others are willing to follow."

The memory of the Evil Venerable revealed some methods used by the Giant Spirit Sect.

Also commonly used by Evil Sects, these methods were enough to control ordinary people.

Threatening with the lives of loved ones, or with their own lives, supported by powerful intimidation to instill fear and dread, rarely missing their mark.

But not all insiders are coerced; many willingly become minions to seek quick results.

These people are often ambitious but of mediocre aptitude.

"Humans..." Huang Zhengyang shook his head, "That’s why it’s hard to eradicate Evil Sects."

The allure of Evil Techniques is too great, aligning with human nature and the human heart, making it difficult to sever.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

The two arrived at a grand gate.

The vermilion gate was embedded with copper nails, and four mystic-robed masters stood with hands on their sabers, ready to act at any moment.

The two White Jade Stone lions were so fierce they seemed alive, ready to pounce at any time.

The imposing aura of the stone lions and the four mystic-robed masters made people’s hair stand on end and goosebumps rise at a distance.

As if a ferocious beast was already near, and the knife was already at their throat.

The vermilion door slowly opened, and an elderly man in a cyan robe stepped over the high threshold.

His build was medium, clean and refreshing.

His eyebrows and hair were silvery white, without a trace of other colors, and he had no beard; his skin was crystal-clear like Mutton Fat Jade, holding a horsetail whisk.

He clasped his fists and smiled slightly, "Are you Lord Huang and Mr. Chu?"

"Indeed, sir, thank you for your efforts." Huang Zhengyang clasped his fists.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and clasped his fists.

"Mr. Chu, please follow me," the elderly man in a cyan robe smiled.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Thank you, sir."

The rank of the Imperial Ancestral Temple was very high, its leaders’ ranks even higher than Huang Zhengyang’s.

The elderly man in a cyan robe turned and walked inside.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded to Huang Zhengyang and followed the elderly man in cyan robe into the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

He first restrained his Super Sense, avoiding probing his surroundings directly to prevent trouble.

As he stepped over the high copper threshold, the atmosphere before him suddenly changed.

Solemnity, thickness, clarity, vastness.

He felt his heart and spirit were mysteriously cleansed, suddenly becoming tranquil.

Countless distractions seemed to be washed away, his mind becoming clean and pure.

Only the heavens and earth before him remained, everything else in the world became insignificant and unrelated to him.

Heart calm and spirit peaceful, solemn and austere.

Without needing to adjust himself, stepping over the threshold automatically brought him into this state.

Chu Zhiyuan resisted the temptation to unleash his Super Sense.

He was eager to understand what was arranged around here to achieve this.

After entering, he turned past the screen wall, and a spacious square was before his eyes.

Chu Zhiyuan was not surprised by the square’s spaciousness; it was about the size of a sports stadium from his previous life, followed by a grand hall.

Above nine layers of steps, the grand hall seemed like a giant beast crouching, surveying the heavens and earth.

The elderly man in a cyan robe walked lightly, as though walking on water, silent and swift, his speed deceptively slow yet extremely fast.

Chu Zhiyuan followed him across a square paved with White Jade, ascended the steps, and entered the grand hall.

Outside the hall’s entrance was a water trough paved with green stone.

He wisely stepped forward to wash his hands.

The elderly man in a cyan robe smiled, "It seems Mr. Chu knows the etiquette."

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Brother Huang told me."

The elderly man in a cyan robe smiled, "That’s excellent, please follow me."

He led Chu Zhiyuan into the grand hall, where there was a row of screens.

Paintings of mountains and rivers, majestic and steep in style, adorned the screens.

The elderly man in a cyan robe slightly bowed.

Chu Zhiyuan entered behind one of the screens.

Behind the screen was a clothes rack, holding garments, a Mystic Robe.

Chu Zhiyuan took off his outer garment and donned the Mystic Robe.

Returning from behind the screen, he followed the elderly man in a cyan robe through the grand hall.

The north gate of the grand hall led to another spacious square.

Even more expansive, the central area featured a circular altar, surrounded by four grand halls facing east, south, west, and north, all with heavy-eaved mammiform roofs.

Upon seeing these heavy-eaved mammiform roofs, he knew it was the main body of the Imperial Ancestral Temple where the Imperial Family resided.

Through the different colored roofs, he could discern their different statuses.

Jade green, red, blue, black.

The Prince Zhuang Mansion’s roof was red.

The other three branches: Prince Su should be jade green, Prince Cheng black, Prince Ying blue.

He felt powerful auras circulating within these four grand halls, all flowing towards him.

The elderly man in a cyan robe said, "Mr. Chu, which former emperor’s sacred ancestor would you like to pay homage to?"

"Let’s start from there." Chu Zhiyuan pointed towards the red-mammiform-roofed hall.

"Mr. Chu, please." the elderly man in a cyan robe said solemnly.

Chu Zhiyuan adopted a serious demeanor, slowly descending the steps, then proceeded through the square to the altar.

Four elderly men sat motionlessly on the altar like statues.

They seemed completely unaware of Chu Zhiyuan’s arrival.

Yet Chu Zhiyuan knew they were sweeping over him with their power repeatedly.

These four elders, perfected in Nine Transitions, were always ready to charge at him.

He performed a courteous gesture, then turned towards the southern grand hall.

Standing before the hall, he closed his eyes, unmoving.

Super Sense slowly opened, covering a hundred-meter radius around him.

Standing at the mountain peak, Zhu Lingyun suddenly closed his eyes, his mind shedding from his body and entering Chu Zhiyuan’s brain.

The next moment, he opened his eyes, his mind already returned to his body.

In the blink of an eye, he had completed sensing the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

Thereby perceiving the Strange Treasure.

Sure enough, there was the Strange Treasure!

This Strange Treasure was at the center of the altar, among the four elders.

Chu Zhiyuan opened his eyes.

At this moment, the four elders also opened their eyes, their expressions solemn and grave, their burning gaze resting on him.

Chu Zhiyuan turned calmly, meeting their scrutiny with tranquility.