Imperial Cultivation

Chu Zhiyuan couldn’t help but laugh.

What seemed like a useless commodity, so unwanted, became a hot item when someone attempted to seize it.

Or perhaps, it was always a diamond in the rough, unknown to him, but known to the people of Yuanzhen.

He already knew that the Jade Dynasty had the Observatory, the Phoenix Dynasty had the Heavenly Palace, and the Yuanzhen Dynasty had the Wentian Pavilion, all mystical places that foresaw the future.

Yet, as time passes, these mystical places are gradually losing their brilliance.

The descendants are unworthy, and their learning is increasingly inadequate, unable to pierce through the future.

Only the Wentian Pavilion remains somewhat effective, still able to glimpse fragments of the future.

However, seeing fragments of the future isn’t that miraculous; in the face of absolute power, they can’t stir a storm.

If one could see the complete future, even for a year, it would be immensely beneficial.

But merely seeing bits and pieces of the future isn’t that helpful.

This aid can’t reverse the gap in power, but for the Jade Dynasty, it’s extremely cautionary.

The Yuanzhen Dynasty seeking to seize something means it must be valuable, and must not be allowed to be taken.

This is the consensus within the Jade Dynasty.

"This Spiritual Treasure Pearl has another function," Chu Honglin said solemnly.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at him in confusion.

Chu Honglin said, "It also has a defensive capability, able to fend off spiritual attacks, especially from the Demon Clan."

Chu Zhiyuan’s spirits lifted.

Chu Honglin continued, "For many in the Divinity Transformation Realm, this is actually the most important."

"Fending off spiritual attacks..." Chu Zhiyuan pondered.

"Right, think about it. Stop opposing your elder brother; it brings no benefit."

"Uncle, I understand," Chu Zhiyuan acknowledged his kind intention.

He was contemplating the Spiritual Treasure Pearl’s ability to fend off spiritual attacks.

He couldn’t help thinking about the imitation of the Light Ode.

The reason the Light Ode couldn’t be imitated, constantly obstructing him, was essentially a form of spiritual attack.

Could this Spiritual Treasure Pearl block the spiritual attack of the Light Ode?

He thought of this and wished he could return to the True Martial Institute immediately to attempt another imitation.

However, this matter needed to be kept secret.

He didn’t want to reveal the mysteries of the Light Ode to others, so he had to act when they weren’t around.

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In the evening, Chu Zhiyuan returned to his small courtyard.

You Lan was in high spirits.

Chu Zhiyuan glanced at her: "Aunt, do you have good news?"

"Your Highness, word of you defeating the Fifth and Sixth Princes of Yuanzhen and rescuing the Twelfth Prince has spread; everyone praises you highly!"

"This matter..." Chu Zhiyuan immediately understood, shaking his head, "That’s nothing worthy of excitement."

You Lan laughed merrily, "The morale in our mansion has surged."

Following a prince already was a rare opportunity, but if it was a prince with a brighter future, that would be even better.

The guards and guards of the Prince Mansion shared the same sentiment.

Chu Zhiyuan’s decisive victory over the Fifth and Sixth Princes of Yuanzhen showcased his astonishing aptitude.

This glimpse of a bright future imbued everyone with hope.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Then let’s take this opportunity to rectify the interior and exterior of the mansion."

"Your Highness is wise," You Lan smiled, "It’s the right time to rectify the Prince Mansion."

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Don’t make it too harsh, otherwise, it might really fall apart."

At this point, he had just started rising, not enough to unite everyone.

It was merely a glimpse of hope.

"Yes," You Lan agreed.

After dinner, Chu Zhiyuan suddenly appeared at the Spiritual Abyss First Peak.

Standing beside the statue of the middle-aged man, he examined the round bead in his hand.

The Spiritual Treasure Pearl appeared ordinary, without any fluctuations, unable to sense stored spiritual power.

He was curious whether the spiritual power needed to be injected regularly.

If so, its effect would be somewhat limited.

If it could restore itself, increase by itself, that would be truly wondrous.

He thought and then tucked it into his sleeve, starting the First Form of the Spiritual Abyss Body Cleansing Record.

Violent energy surged from the ground, drilling into his feet.

The violent energy seemed to shatter his feet, like an explosion.

Chu Zhiyuan struggled to control the incoming surge of energy, while urging the Moon Silkworm Frost Robe to resist.

The Moon Silkworm Frost Robe seemed to integrate with his skin, and likewise could defend at his feet.

The violent energy surged into the Moon Silkworm Frost Robe, making it glow faintly.

The original energy was immediately weakened by nine-tenths, leaving only one-tenth of the energy to fill his feet.

The remaining nine-tenths of energy was absorbed into the Moon Silkworm Frost Robe.

He simultaneously maintained Insight.

The Moon Silkworm Frost Robe began to absorb this violent energy, transforming it into its own strength.

This surprised him greatly.

If it were other external energy, the Moon Silkworm Frost Robe would merely dispel it, rather than absorb it.

But thinking back to when the Moon Silkworm Frost Robe was activated at the Spiritual Abyss First Peak, he somewhat understood.

The strength of Spiritual Abyss was immensely nourishing for it.

After all, it was a wondrous artifact from the time of the Divine Race, and the energy of Spiritual Abyss was likely from that era.

He was preoccupied with many things.

One was initiating the Spiritual Abyss Body Cleansing Record, two was observing the Spiritual Treasure Pearl, and three was inspecting the Moon Silkworm Frost Robe.

The Spiritual Treasure Pearl began to glow faintly.

This astonished him.

The Spiritual Treasure Pearl didn’t provide him with spiritual power supplementation, but perhaps it was resisting a spiritual attack.

Yet, it didn’t seem like it was resisting an attack; rather, it appeared to be absorbing energy, much like the Moon Silkworm Frost Robe.

He was incredibly amazed.

The forces of the Spiritual Abyss were truly mystical, containing spiritual power?

His feet were undergoing a gradual transformation, both physically, with changes in structure, and intangibly, seeming to grow larger, inflating several times their size.

An indescribable feeling arose; he was connecting with the earth.

Upon reaching the ultimate mastery, the earth’s power would be his to wield.

His current ghostly movement technique and ability to easily defeat Cheng Yunzheng and Cheng Yunqi stemmed from both the Moon Silkworm Frost Robe and the transformation of his feet.

Without the transformation of his feet, even with the assistance of the Moon Silkworm Frost Robe, he couldn’t have defeated Cheng Yunzheng and Cheng Yunqi so effortlessly.

Time passed slowly.

He felt increasingly strained, increasingly unable to bear it.

His feet seemed to have grown five times larger.

Meanwhile, the Spiritual Treasure Pearl had turned a bright green, resembling the Demon Crystal he absorbed earlier.

Chu Zhiyuan felt a twinge of apprehension.

Could this Spiritual Treasure Pearl be a dried Demon Crystal?

What was its connection to the Demon Crystal?

He suddenly shifted, dispersing the First Form of the Spiritual Abyss Body Cleansing Record.

The violent energy halted abruptly, no longer pouring in.

He exhaled in relief; another moment and his feet might have exploded.

At this time, his feet felt as though they had been scorched, unbearably painful, with tingles of numbness.

With feet five times their original size, the connection with the earth was tighter, the speed was faster.

He observed the Moon Silkworm Frost Robe with Insight.

It had become softer, but also more tenacious, more concealed.

Moreover, its strength had grown by a fraction.

He began to employ the secrets of the Moon Silkworm Frost Robe, attempting to refine the Spiritual Treasure Pearl.

Moments later, he paused.

The Spiritual Treasure Pearl was indeed what it was, not a Demon Crystal.

He couldn’t refine it like a Demon Crystal, merging it with the Moon Silkworm Frost Robe.

This instead brought him a sense of relief.

The next morning, he arrived early at the True Martial Institute.

The institute was deserted, invigorating his spirit as he sat down before the face of the Karma Stone.