Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 1352 - 1348: Seventh Transition

"Alright."

"Emperor Zhiyuan nodded.

"Prince, won’t you check again?" Shen Hanyue said, "just to see if there’s any danger."

Emperor Zhiyuan smiled, "With such tight protection, if another accident happens, it truly is the will of heaven and cannot be forced."

"It’s heaven’s will to have your help," Shen Hanyue said, "otherwise, the Sixth Prince would have been doomed this time."

Xiao Ruoling said, "This time was indeed extremely perilous."

Emperor Zhiyuan smiled, "Very well, let’s take another look."

He floated onto the ridge, stood on the owl beast, and looked down at the direction of the Imperial Palace.

He perceived changes within the Imperial Palace.

Super Sense, previously unable to glimpse inside the palace, could now see in. Only two or three grand halls were obscured by mist; all other palaces and courtyards were clearly visible.

This obvious change wasn’t from the palace, but from himself.

This resulted from practicing the Second Layer of the Heavenly Yuan Technique after the Second Layer of the Human Element Skill.

Though Super Sense underwent no qualitative change, it had subtly improved significantly.

Its power had greatly increased.

He didn’t look much at the Imperial Palace, remaining focused on the Imperial Guard.

Moments later, his vacant gaze cleared, and he nodded, "This time, it’s the Sixth Prince who became Emperor."

Shen Hanyue seemed disappointed, "Did the Sixth Prince really take the throne smoothly?"

Emperor Zhiyuan said, "It’s hard to say whether smoothly or not, but ultimately, it was the Sixth Prince who took the throne."

"That’s the best outcome," Xiao Ruoling said.

She glared at Shen Hanyue, "Junior Sister, don’t let Senior Sister Guo hear you say such things!"

Shen Hanyue laughed mischievously, "In front of Senior Sister Guo, I certainly wouldn’t say so."

Emperor Zhiyuan said, "We still need to cultivate, let’s raise our cultivation as soon as possible."

"Yes, cultivation!" Shen Hanyue agreed.

...

The next evening, Emperor Zhiyuan opened his eyes.

He looked up at the sky, watching the crimson clouds like brocade, majestic and stunning, couldn’t help but smile.

Originally, he could only cultivate until morning, his spiritual power would not sustain, forcing a halt.

This time, he managed to persist for an additional day.

He knew it was not merely due to stronger spiritual power but also the subtle use of Moonlight Butterfly.

Manipulating spiritual power was more refined and economical.

Of course, Moonlight Butterfly also accelerated his operation of the Taihao Jade Void Scripture, making it more efficient.

These two days and nights of continuous cultivation are worth four to five previous sessions.

He clearly sensed the Spirit Venerable’s Gate getting closer, now distinctly visible.

No longer like before, seeing it but not truly discerning it, like seeing a light in the distance at night, not knowing how far it truly is.

He now had a clear judgment: at this cultivation speed, within a year he could reach that gate.

Reaching that gate and finding a way to open it would make him a Spirit Venerable.

If he truly becomes a Spirit Venerable in a year, he might be the youngest Spirit Venerable ever.

Suddenly, he turned to look.

Xiao Ruoling and Shen Hanyue sat cross-legged on the bed, white clothes like snow, their hair loose, like two White Jade statues.

At that moment, their white clothes suddenly fluttered, black hair waving, as if in a fierce wind.

Their aura surged, filling the entire room, even spilling into the courtyard.

The air in the small courtyard grew heavy, robust, and turbulent, like a tide floodling inside.

Emperor Zhiyuan smiled.

It was a breakthrough.

Xiao Ruoling and Shen Hanyue simultaneously opened their bright eyes, their sharp gaze piercing, causing the room to suddenly brighten.

They exchanged glances.

"Senior Sister, I broke through."

"Mm."

"And you, Senior Sister?"

"I also just broke through."

"Ha... This cultivation speed is unbelievable!" Shen Hanyue giggled, "Now I see why the palace doesn’t oppose your contact with the Prince."

"Don’t assume the palace is too sinister," Xiao Ruoling said.

Shen Hanyue curled her red lips, "Only Master is the best, the others..."

"Enough."

Xiao Ruoling interrupted her rambling.

Too many truths should not be spoken.

They floated to Emperor Zhiyuan’s side.

Shen Hanyue curiously asked, "Prince, have you cultivated another Miracle Technique, your cultivation speed increased so rapidly!"

Emperor Zhiyuan smiled, "I comprehended a Miracle Technique, future cultivation time will be longer, speed faster."

"Perfect!" Shen Hanyue exclaimed excitedly, "At this rate, we’ll achieve Perfection soon."

"Junior Sister, not so fast," Xiao Ruoling laughed, "the further we go, the slower progress becomes."

She had now reached the Eighth Transition, Shen Hanyue the Seventh.

After the Seventh, she felt a significant gap to the next transition.

The gap between the Sixth and the Seventh Transition is not half as large as the gap between the Seventh to the Eighth.

Based on this phenomenon, it’s reasonable to infer that the Eighth to the Ninth Transition will be even more challenging.

Achieving Perfection is not that simple.

Shen Hanyue said, "No matter how difficult, it won’t be slow, the Prince’s Miracle Technique is incredible, much faster than our individual cultivation."

Emperor Zhiyuan smiled, "If we continue cultivating this way, we’ll breakthrough to the next transition next month, two more months for another transition."

He was already fully aware of the two women’s cultivation and inner state.

Their Taoye Marrow Cleansing Technique was indeed formidable, an extremely rare Miracle Technique.

After practicing, the foundation becomes extremely solid, like a snowball.

Starting cultivation is difficult, as time progresses, cultivation speeds up.

Earlier stages rely on comprehension, on endurance, surpass the earlier stage, and after that, progress becomes swift and unstoppable.

They had now entered the stage where the snowball enlarged, the downhill speed increasingly fast.

...

In the early morning, Emperor Zhiyuan just awoke on the bed, discovering a young man standing outside.

Promptly leaving the bed, stepping out of the house, opening the courtyard gate.

The young man outside cupped his fists, "Mr. Chu, the Director is eagerly awaiting your presence."

Emperor Zhiyuan responded, "Leaving so early?"

"The Director said the earlier the better, lest we delay important matters."

"Mm, that’s right," Emperor Zhiyuan said, "You go on ahead, I’ll change my clothes and come right away."

"Understood."

...

By the woods outside the East Gate of the Imperial City, there was a small pavilion, a place for travelers to bid farewell.

In this pavilion now, Huang Zhengyang sat with six elders at the stone table.

These six elders all had white beards and brows, crane-like hair yet youthful faces, vigorous spirit.

They all wore expressions of joy, full of benevolence and amiability.

Four middle-aged men in black robes stood at the pavilion corners, expressions stern, blocking approaching pedestrians.

Seeing their mystic robes, pedestrians recognized them as experts from the Evil Extermination Department and departed tactfully.

"Hehe... Xiaohuang, is Mr. Chu still sleeping in?" a short, plump elder asked with a smile.

Huang Zhengyang replied, "Perhaps he’s cultivating."

"Reached Perfect Realm yet still working so hard?"

"Without hard work, he wouldn’t have reached the Perfect Realm so young."

"He’s young, now in Perfection because he worked hard? Laughable!"

"Even with great comprehension, without diligence, he wouldn’t be this young in Perfection."

"Bah, I think comprehension is crucial."

"Without hard work, comprehension is useless..."

Six elders instantly engaged in debate.

Huang Zhengyang rubbed his temple, troubled.

These six indeed were ancient ancestors, too talkative, endlessly debating, even over trivial matters, could argue for a day or several.

Despite feeling overwhelmed, dared not to silence them, only had to listen.

His head buzzed, hurriedly said, "Respectable Elders, Brother Chu will soon arrive."

"Soon? How long?"

"Xiaohuang, an hour? Half an hour, or a quarter?"

"Within a quarter-hour!" Huang Zhengyang replied quickly.

"Oh, that’s pretty fast."

"Once here, no reprimands, give Xiaohuang some face."

"Indeed, must give Xiaohuang face."

Just then, Emperor Zhiyuan suddenly appeared inside the pavilion.

Six elders were startled, quickly stepping back, glaring at him cautiously.

Huang Zhengyang laughed, "Brother Chu, didn’t disturb your sleep, did I? We must hurry to Black Tree Village, lest we delay important affairs."

Emperor Zhiyuan smiled, "There’s time."