Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 1250 - 1246: Effortless

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and clasped his hands: "Brother Huang, I’ll take my leave."

"I will go find the Director." Huang Zhengyang said solemnly: "I’ll strive my best, let’s see if it can be done."

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his hands again.

Huang Zhengyang escorted him to the entrance of the Evil Extermination Department.

Just as Chu Zhiyuan was about to leave, he saw two middle-aged men in mysterious cloaks speeding from afar, like two black cranes gracefully arriving nearby.

"Director Huang." The two stopped abruptly, clasped their hands in salute, their faces pale.

Chu Zhiyuan frowned.

He could tell that the two were already injured, surrounded by a faint scent of blood.

Huang Zhengyang frowned: "Old Zheng, Old Sun, what’s going on with you two...?"

The round-faced middle-aged man clasped his hands and said: "Director, an Undying Evil Venerable’s divine statue appeared outside Ben City. After Old Sun and I discovered it, we intended to report it but were pursued by mysterious masters and barely escaped."

"Another Undying Evil Venerable!" Huang Zhengyang’s face darkened: "Are the injuries serious?"

The square-faced middle-aged man shook his head: "It’s not a big deal, but the Undying Evil Venerable’s divine statue needs to be destroyed immediately, otherwise the people of Ben City might..."

The round-faced middle-aged man said: "The Undying Evil Venerable won’t spare those civilians, Director, it’s urgent!"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Brother Huang, I’ll go take a look."

Huang Zhengyang did not hesitate: "Brother Chu, I’m counting on you! ...Old Zheng, Old Sun, take Brother Chu over, he can handle the Undying Evil Venerable!"

He took out a jade bottle from his bosom and tossed it to the two: "Take this."

The round-faced middle-aged man caught the jade bottle, opened it, and poured out two red pills.

He handed one to the square-faced middle-aged man and pressed the other into his own mouth to consume.

Chu Zhiyuan could see the red pill melting instantly in the mouth, transforming into a surge of hot energy, immediately speeding up the flow of blood throughout the body.

The blood flow accelerated, the original injuries quickly healing, and the True Yuan surging as well.

The two exchanged a glance, looking at Chu Zhiyuan, and clasped their hands: "You’re Mr. Chu Zhiyuan?"

Within the Evil Extermination Department, the remarkable achievements and formidable combat power of Mr. Chu were long well-known.

If it were someone else, they would hesitate, but hearing it was Chu Zhiyuan, they did not doubt.

"Indeed, it is Chu." Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "Since it’s urgent, let’s go now, how about it, gentlemen?"

"Mr. Chu, please follow us!"

The two clasped their hands to Huang Zhengyang and turned, resembling two black cranes, swiftly heading into the distance.

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his hands to Huang Zhengyang and floated away.

The Golden Sword at his waist leaped once more.

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Chu Zhiyuan walked side by side with the two middle-aged men, each placing a hand on their shoulders.

The three transformed into a streak of flowing light, gently moving forward.

The scenery before them swept by, the speed causing the two to gasp in awe.

"Mr. Chu, how great it would be if we had such Qinggong!" The round-faced middle-aged man marveled.

Chu Zhiyuan chuckled: "Mr. Zheng is too kind, I happen to have some talent for Qinggong,... how many were pursuing you?"

"Eight!" The round-faced middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Fortunately their cultivation wasn’t that high, otherwise, we wouldn’t have escaped."

"Four are already dead." The square-faced middle-aged man snorted: "They fought desperately, using self-destructive moves when they saw they couldn’t stop us!"

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "This is complete control over the heart and spirit,... this is the terror of the Undying Evil Venerable."

The round-faced middle-aged man said: "This is only controlling eight masters, if left unchecked, the entire population of Ben City could be controlled, and then..."

He shook his head with a somber expression.

The square-faced middle-aged man said: "Controlling the population of one city and using them to attack other towns, it’s unthinkable, how terrifying!"

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "Indeed, terrifying!"

He felt the Undying Evil Venerable didn’t yet have the ability to control the entire population of a city.

It would require too much spiritual power.

The most economical approach would be to control a small number of masters, using the least spiritual power to achieve the greatest result.

But there was no need to say this.

Who knows how many people the Undying Evil Venerable could actually control?

What if he truly decided to use a tremendous amount of spiritual power to control the population of a city?

These Undying Evil Venerables each practiced their own methods, as unpredictable in their means and actions.

"They’re here." Chu Zhiyuan gestured with his mouth.

In the distance, appeared six middle-aged men in red robes, the robes billowing like six red clouds gently coming closer.

As soon as they were several meters away, they launched their palms, forming six red hand seals.

The hand seals were somewhat light and unsteady.

They continued to launch their palms, another six hand seals formed, merging with the previous six, and fused together.

The red hand seal solidified by one degree.

Then another six hand seals fused with them.

Each time the hand seal overlapped, it became more solid, and after several overlaps, all six seals appeared as if carved from red jade.

Six flying knives shot out from Chu Zhiyuan’s sleeve, drawing different arcs in the air, bypassing the six hand seals, and precisely piercing the hearts of six red-robed middle-aged men.

Faced with the flying knives, the expressions of the red-robed men changed drastically; some retreated, some moved sideways, some jumped up, and some sank down.

Yet their movements seemed to deliver themselves right in front of the flying knives, which pierced their hearts with precision and emerged from their backs.

Then the knives trembled in the air, shook off the blood on the blades, and nimbly returned to Chu Zhiyuan’s sleeve.

Zheng Sun and his companion were dumbfounded.

They watched all this, momentarily dazed, as if the six flying knives were living beings with intelligence, even highly intelligent.

The knives accurately predicted the actions of the six men, waiting for them to collide with them a step ahead.

Once they pierced their hearts, they disdainfully shook off the blood, and then returned.

The six knives seemed like six Martial Arts masters, surpassing the red-robed middle-aged men, easily dealing with them.

They had heard of Chu Zhiyuan’s Demon Suppressing Sword Skill being unparalleled and rare in the world.

It was their first time witnessing it.

"Let’s go."

Chu Zhiyuan floated onward, his steps uninterrupted, completely ignoring the red-robed middle-aged men.

"Mr. Chu, splendid sword technique!"

"Is this the Demon Suppressing Saber?"

"Yes, it is the Demon Suppressing Saber."

"Its reputation is truly deserved! Remarkable!"

"Don’t flatter me." Chu Zhiyuan smiled, suddenly accelerating: "The Undying Evil Venerable already knows we’re here, the distance isn’t far, right?"

Otherwise, these red-robed middle-aged men wouldn’t have blocked the path so accurately.

"It’s about ten miles away now," the round-faced middle-aged man said. "How will you handle it, sir?"

"Simply fight our way through," Chu Zhiyuan said. "Destroy the statue first, and then we’ll discuss other matters."

Suddenly, he stopped.

By now they were standing atop a mountain, able to see a gleam of golden light from afar.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Gentlemen, stay here and watch, support me if needed."

"This..." The two hesitated.

They concentrated and gazed into the distance, able to see the shining golden statue.

A slight focus brought on a sense of disarray, precisely from the statue of the Undying Evil Venerable.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "If I’m overpowered, you two turn back and seek help from Director Huang. If we all go and fall, then we’ll be in big trouble!"

The round-faced middle-aged man replied with a serious tone: "Mr. Chu, alright, we’ll watch from here... and be careful!"

Chu Zhiyuan nodded with a smile.

His figure slowly moved, swiftly approaching the golden statue.

The square-faced middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Old Zheng, will Mr. Chu be alright?"

"Just watch," the round-faced middle-aged man replied. "And witness Mr. Chu’s magnificence!"

"So confident?"

"I believe there’s no problem!"

As they spoke, six red-robed middle-aged men emerged again from the forest at the foot of the mountain, rushing toward Chu Zhiyuan.

Six flying knives shot out from Chu Zhiyuan’s sleeve, easily resolving them.

Afterwards, the longsword at his waist transformed into a clear light, flickering in the air, shooting towards the statue.

The golden statue released a burst of light, forming a golden light shield.

But the golden light shield couldn’t block the clear light at all; it silently pierced through the shield, striking the statue, revealing the clear sword.

The translucent sword moved gracefully across various points in the swelling golden light.

"Bang!"

The golden statue exploded into a cloud of dust, which enveloped the translucent sword.

"This..."

The two exchanged glances, seeing bewilderment in each other’s eyes.

They couldn’t believe the statue of the Undying Evil Venerable had been destroyed so easily.

They couldn’t help but doubt whether the statue was fake, and if they were on the wrong path.

"This..." The square-faced middle-aged man was speechless: "This..."

"What an extraordinary Mr. Chu!" The round-faced middle-aged man marveled, "Remarkable!"

"Could it be true?" The square-faced middle-aged man asked, "Is this really the statue of the Undying Evil Venerable?"

"Let’s go, let’s take a look," the round-faced middle-aged man floated up.

The square-faced middle-aged man hurriedly followed.

They soon arrived at the site, finding Chu Zhiyuan standing solemnly where the statue once stood.

The statue’s original position had turned to dust, which had since been scattered by the wind.