Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 1331 - 1327: Holy Technique

He took out the remnants and read through them again, each word clearly revealing its meaning.

This text is called the Donghuan Emperor’s Text.

This script directly connects to the Emperor of East Huan, and it is said that it can be sensed by the Emperor above the thirty-three heavens.

This fragment, however, is a Foundation Establishment Heart Method, cultivating not True Yuan, but Divine Power.

Enhancing spiritual power, thus sharpening perception, making the guidance from the Emperor of East Huan clearer.

Although incomplete, he reads it clearly and distinctly.

The first layer of the Heavenly Yuan Technique is complete, and he understands spirit and soul extremely clearly.

The goals and methods of this fragment, he sees through at a glance.

Indeed it is exquisite, but he no longer needs cultivation, as his vast spiritual power is already sufficient.

Standing before the Karma Stone Wall, he pondered for a moment, then took out that Strange Stone from his bosom.

Staring at this Strange Stone, Chu Zhiyuan had an uncanny intuition.

This Strange Stone might also be related to the East Huan Sacred Valley.

Yet the Strange Stone and the Iron Token showed no reaction when placed together, why is this so?

He took out the Iron Token again, and slowly approached the Karma Stone Wall.

As soon as he stepped within three meters of the Karma Stone Wall, the Iron Token began to glow with a soft golden light.

The golden light expanded, extending to the Karma Stone Wall and also the Strange Stone.

Upon being illuminated by the golden light, the Strange Stone transformed from a crystal-clear stone into jet black.

Like a piece of graphite.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at it with amazement.

After the Karma Stone Wall absorbed the golden light, it became as bright as a mirror, then shot out a beam of golden light.

The golden light fell upon the jet-black Strange Stone.

In the next moment, the Strange Stone emitted a dazzling multicolored radiance.

It was like a soul’s radiance.

A sense of enlightenment surged into his heart, as if he could see the existence of the river of destiny.

At the same time, he realized that his fortuitous finding of these things seemed as if there was a large hand in the unseen realm manipulating it.

He saw this large hand in the unseen realm, but the owner was a vaguely gigantic shadow.

The gigantic shadow blocked the sky and covered the sun, its form unclear, only a vast black silhouette eclipsed the azure void, revealing just outlines.

The outline was a person, only magnified a hundredfold compared to normal people.

It floated in the void, seemingly eternal and unchanging, everlasting and undying.

He instinctively knew: the Emperor of East Huan!

This was the Emperor of East Huan, the origin of all power in the East Huan Sacred Valley.

And this power is about understanding fate and knowing the secrets of heaven.

Is this using my hand to reconnect the inheritance of the East Huan Sacred Valley?

Is this manipulating fate?

If such abilities exist, why not ensure the continuous inheritance of the East Huan Sacred Valley?

It seemed as if layers upon layers of fog obscured the truth, making it hard to understand momentarily.

He was in a daze when the Strange Stone suddenly emitted a breath that drilled into his palm and instantly infused into his brow.

It immediately merged with his original Golden Pupil.

The golden vertical pupil instantly flickered, emitting a multicolored radiance.

The original ability to foresee danger suddenly surged, enhancing the clarity and depth of observing reality and illusion.

Simultaneously, the Super Sense evolved.

What Insight beheld was no longer the distinctly clear interior and exterior; under concentrated attention, a string of blurred shadows emerged.

Like Divine Language, what appeared was no longer static, but dynamic.

It was the changes and actions of a future period.

The duration visible depends on the amount of spiritual power infused, varying in length.

He looked down at the Strange Stone, its original radiance disappeared.

He frowned.

Could it be that the Strange Stone lost its original wonderful function? That would indeed be a crime.

Super Sensing Illumination, Concentrating.

Moments later, a smile appeared on his face.

Super Sense shows that it quickly regained its original strength and can still predict omens.

However, the predictive technique he acquired indeed consumed a great deal of spiritual power.

Without having mastered the first layer of the Heavenly Yuan Technique to open the secret acupoint on his brow, he wouldn’t have been able to perform it.

Is that why the Emperor of East Huan chose him as the inheritor?

He was inexplicably filled with reverence.

Reverence for the manipulator of fate.

And at the same time, a strong desire surged within him.

He too wanted to possess such power, to harness destiny, to transcend destiny, to manipulate destiny!

...

Chu Liezhao stood atop a mountain peak.

Within sight were plains stretching for a hundred miles, flat and lush.

As the wind blew, it revealed small animals among the grass, chasing each other or stalking their prey.

Warmth and brutality coexisted within.

A breeze carrying the scent of grass made his blue robe flutter.

Li Miaotan stood gracefully by his side, her white robe fluttering, her skin as white as snow, cold and beautiful.

She looked around, her eyes sparkling: "Husband, is this the site of the East Huan Sacred Valley?"

Chu Liezhao said, "According to what my brother says, this is the place."

Li Miaotan lightly furrowed her brows: "There’s nothing here, is there?"

This place was indeed easy to find, with plains for miles around and only this solitary peak standing aloof and towering, looking down on heaven and earth.

Chu Liezhao gently shook his head: "There’s indeed nothing left here."

Hearing him say this, Li Miaotan was not willing to give up: "Not going to search?"

Chu Liezhao laughed: "With things like this, what is left to find?"

"Perhaps there are omissions," Li Miaotan said, "Let’s take a look."

"Fine, let’s take a look," Chu Liezhao smiled.

He flickered, drew his sword, and floated downwards.

This peak was over six hundred meters high, which didn’t sound tall, but because it was so steep, it was extremely majestic, its presence overwhelming.

His sword glowed, a stream of white light emerged, and as he descended, the Sword Aura carved a shallow mark on the ground.

The mark was not deep, but whether on soft grass or hard stone, the same shallow mark was left, with almost no difference.

After reaching the ground, he floated again upwards, and the Sword Aura continued to leave shallow marks on the ground.

Repeating nine times, he inscribed eighteen shallow lines on the entire mountain, cutting it like a watermelon into nineteen slices.

"Husband, this method is great!" Li Miaotan clapped her hands in praise, smiling like a flower.

Chu Liezhao sheathed his sword and clapped his hands, "Let’s take our time to search."

"Let’s go," Li Miaotan said excitedly.

She felt the thrill and excitement of treasure hunting, finding it amusing and thrilling.

The two then began to search from top to bottom following the shallow marks, looking for clues, carefully feeling with their senses.

From morning until evening, they found nothing, so Chu Liezhao took her across the Light Gate back to the Prince Consort Mansion to eat and rest.

The next day, they stepped out of the Light Gate again, appearing at this peak, continuing the search.

Eventually, they searched everywhere but found nothing.

By evening, they crossed the Light Gate back to the Prince Consort Mansion and decided to give up.

As night fell, a bright moon hung in the sky.

Chu Zhiyuan appeared at the top of the peak.

He looked up at the bright moon, feeling the clear chill of moonlight.

The Spiritual Energy of the Outer Heaven was indeed far superior to that of Biyuan Heaven and the Moon, and moonlight especially so.

He closed his eyes and began Illumination.

The peak before him began to undergo subtle changes under his Insight.

Spiritual power continuously flowed into the Golden Pupil, and time rapidly reversed.

One year, two years, ten years, twenty years... a hundred years.

He opened his eyes, showing helplessness.

This Donghuan Saint Technique consumed too much spirit, his vast and boundless nearly infinite spiritual power could only trace back a hundred years, no further.

For the first time, the bottomless spiritual power was exhausted, unable to continue.

Though he could let the three clones assist, he didn’t disturb them.

Chu Liezhao was with Li Miaotan at Wushan, while Leng Tieya and Zhu Lingyun were cultivating.

He sighed.

It seems that the second layer of the Heavenly Yuan Technique needs to be mastered quickly to be sufficient.

The Human Element Skill, which has been progressing slowly, needs to be diligently cultivated quickly too.