Imperial Cultivation

Under the Super Sensing Illumination, Ji Qingyun was enveloped in a layer of mist.

As his spirit and soul continued to strengthen, the Super Sense also rose accordingly.

Unknowingly, its range reached 150 miles, and the degree of Insight became deeper and more refined, with strength far surpassing before.

What couldn’t be perceived before, can now be perceived.

Between heaven and earth, there are fewer things that can block the Super Sensing Illumination.

If it were a typical Sect Master of the Evil Sect, they couldn’t block my Insight now.

Ji Qingyun can block it.

The dense mist on his body was not produced by a Spiritual Artifact, so where is it from?

Could it be that his Cultivation is exceptional, blocking the Super Sense?

Moments later, Zheng Pingzhang’s voice sounded: "Divine Venerable, the Sect Master is here."

"Come in."

"Yes."

Zheng Pingzhang and Ji Qingyun entered the grand hall one after the other, approaching Zhu Lingyun and saluting with clasped fists: "Greetings, Divine Venerable."

Zhu Lingyun glanced at him indifferently: "Finally willing to come out of seclusion?"

"Forgive me, Divine Venerable. It was indeed a critical moment before, a moment of distraction would lead to the loss of all previous efforts." Ji Qingyun said frankly, clasping his fists: "I had to forcibly endure and continue in seclusion."

Zhu Lingyun said: "What did you cultivate while in seclusion? Did you achieve anything?"

"Disciple progressed further and stepped into the Perfect Realm."

"Oh—? Perfection?" Zhu Lingyun flipped his hands, forming a handprint, and pressed towards him.

A soft light suddenly appeared, transforming into a stream of light shooting towards Ji Qingyun.

Ji Qingyun hastily stretched out his palm to press out, Palm Force condensed into a white light to block the stream of light.

"Bang!"

Ji Qingyun flew straight backward.

He flew out from the entrance of the grand hall, landing over thirty meters away, then slid ten meters across the ground.

Two black marks were left on the ground, his boot soles almost worn through.

The soreness and weakness all over his body made him unable to operate his skills to protect his feet, forcing friction against the ground.

"Divine Venerable!" Zheng Pingzhang exclaimed in surprise.

Zhu Lingyun again formed handprints with both palms, flipping towards him.

"Bang!"

The stream of light flashed, knocking him away too, shooting towards the just steady-standing Ji Qingyun.

"Bang!... Bang!"

Ji Qingyun was knocked flying, heavily landing.

Both showed a painful expression, with blood continuously flowing from the corners of their mouths.

The disciples of Wanxiang Sect in the valley stared, not knowing what to do.

They didn’t know what to do.

They could only stare blankly at the pair.

One’s face was bad, the other’s was fine.

Ji Qingyun’s face sank.

He didn’t expect this Divine Venerable to show no ceremonial respect to him as a Sect Master.

Zheng Pingzhang’s face relaxed.

He instead let out a sigh of relief.

He thought if it were him, arriving here, and the Sect Master avoided seeing him all the time, he would be filled with anger too.

Anger needs to be vented quickly, lest it accumulates further.

The anger was finally vented, so there shouldn’t be much problem now.

Zhu Lingyun’s cold voice sounded: "Why are you lounging outside, aren’t you rolling back in?"

"Yes, Divine Venerable!"

The two wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths and returned to the grand hall.

Zhu Lingyun snorted lightly: "Is this your Perfect Realm?"

Ji Qingyun showed an embarrassed look.

He originally thought, after Nine Transitions Perfection, he could retreat unscathed against the Divine Venerable.

After all, even though the Divine Venerable brought power upon descending, he couldn’t break through the limits of this Realm.

Nine Transitions Perfection is the limit of this Realm, the highest it can be.

Even if he’s stronger than me, it’s strong within the same Realm, not to the extent of crushing.

Now I realize I overthought, the Divine Venerable is indeed the Divine Venerable.

Zhu Lingyun sneered: "Thought you could flip the heavens, didn’t you?"

Ji Qingyun clasped his fists: "Divine Venerable’s Cultivation is impressive, I’m in awe!"

Zhu Lingyun said flatly: "You should use the Treasure on you."

"What Treasure?"

"You still have several Treasures?" Zhu Lingyun snorted: "That small staff!"

Ji Qingyun was taken aback, hurriedly shaking his head: "Disciple wouldn’t dare to use this Treasure on Divine Venerable."

"Afraid of hurting me?" Zhu Lingyun snorted.

"This..."

"Take it out, let me have a look." Zhu Lingyun said.

"Yes." Ji Qingyun said helplessly.

He took out a small staff from his bosom, only palm-length, as thick as a little finger, entirely golden like cast gold.

Zheng Pingzhang watched curiously: "Sect Master, what is this?"

"I obtained it from a heritage relic." Ji Qingyun said: "I don’t know its name."

"What’s its power?"

"It can directly stun the opponent, no matter how strong their Cultivation, they can’t block it."

"So formidable?" Zheng Pingzhang exclaimed: "Can it stun the Divine Venerable?"

Then he immediately shrank his neck, chuckling: "Divine Venerable, don’t misunderstand, I have no such intention!"

Zhu Lingyun glanced at him askance, and took the Golden Staff.

A sudden daze before his eyes.

The autumn water in his mind trembled slightly, then surging violently.

This autumn water had always been light and quiet since entering his mind, like the water in an ancient pool.

Such intense movement was unprecedented, making him rather curious.

Could this staff be another magical artifact?

He glanced up at Ji Qingyun.

Could it be that what Ji Qingyun obtained from the ruins was a magical artifact, could Ji Qingyun have such luck?

The magical artifacts that the Evil Venerables had been desperately seeking were casually obtained by Ji Qingyun?

Ji Qingyun said: "Divine Venerable, how about this Golden Staff?"

"Do you know the name of this item?"

"I do not." Ji Qingyun shook his head: "Since obtaining it from the ruins, it had been silent, resembling an ordinary toy. I often took it out to play, only in the past year did it show power."

Zhu Lingyun tossed it to Ji Qingyun: "Attack me once."

"This..." Ji Qingyun caught the Golden Staff, showing hesitation.

Zheng Pingzhang laughed: "Sect Master, could it really harm the Divine Venerable?"

Ji Qingyun laughed and nodded: "Alright Divine Venerable, I’m making a move then!"

As he spoke, the Golden Staff in his right hand suddenly lit up.

Like a setting sun.

"Bang!"

Zheng Pingzhang flew straight up, crashing into the vermilion pillar of the main hall, embedding into it, unable to fall.

Zhu Lingyun’s brow brightened, appearing as if a Luminous Pearl was under his skin.

Then he defended against this soul-shaking strike.

The Golden Staff dimmed.

Ji Qingyun’s face turned pale: "Divine Venerable, I can only activate it once."

Speaking weakly, listless.

"Puff!"

A blood arrow shot out from Zheng Pingzhang’s mouth, spraying a yard into the air.

He slid limply down the vermilion pillar, landing with a "bang".

He smiled bitterly: "Is this item’s power too strong? I had prepared, but it was useless!"

True Yuan surged, Gang Qi protected him, ready for battle.

Yet his mind felt like it had been hit by a blunt stick, body flying out fiercely.

Ji Qingyun weakly laughed: "The power is undeniable, but it’s too mentally draining."

"Was that just one strike? If faced like Divine Venerable, wouldn’t it backfire?... But only Divine Venerable can withstand this strike."

"Divine Venerable lives up to the name Divine Venerable." Ji Qingyun smiled bitterly.

Zhu Lingyun gestured.

Ji Qingyun handed over the Golden Staff.

Zhu Lingyun concentrated again with Insight.

Simultaneously, Miao Jing Spirit Water surged again, nearly boiling.

Zhu Lingyun was very curious about what exactly was happening.

Why was Miao Jing Spirit Water like this?

"Divine Venerable, this staff is of little use when kept with me..."

Ji Qingyun gritted his teeth, speaking slowly.

Zhu Lingyun glanced sideways at him: "Are you really willing to part with it?"

Ji Qingyun said: "Divine Venerable finds it worthy, it’s a blessing for a subordinate!"

Zhu Lingyun stored the Golden Staff in his sleeve: "Alright, I’ll study it then, truly don’t know what this is."

"That would be best."

Ji Qingyun forced a smile.

Zhu Lingyun straightened his face, said solemnly: "Then let’s move, to No Heart Sect!"

He strode out of the hall, glanced at the disciples beyond the valley, transforming into a white light shooting out.

Ji Qingyun and Zheng Pingzhang hurried to catch up, several experts followed swiftly.

Zhu Lingyun’s speed was extremely fast, in the end, only Ji Qingyun and Zheng Pingzhang could keep pace, other Wanxiang Sect experts fell behind, vanished from sight.

The three sped a thousand miles, suddenly halting on a mountaintop.

They gazed at the golden statue on a mountaintop in the distance, still glimmering with golden light amidst the twilight.

Zhu Lingyun stood with hands behind on a green stone, gazing at the golden statue, expression gloomy.

Ji Qingyun and Zheng Pingzhang’s expressions were also extremely unpleasant.

"Divine Venerable, this is..." Ji Qingyun hesitated.

Zheng Pingzhang said solemnly: "Undying Divine Venerable!"

Zhu Lingyun turned to glance at them: "You both back ten miles!"

Ji Qingyun hurriedly said: "Divine Venerable, better to consider thoroughly."

Zheng Pingzhang hastily agreed: "Yes, yes, let’s find other sects first, no need to confront Undying Divine Venerable!"

They already knew there was a layer’s difference between Divine Venerable and Undying Divine Venerable.

Confronting Undying Divine Venerable, Divine Venerable had no chance of victory, even possibly facing a disastrous defeat.

Zhu Lingyun snorted: "Retreat!"

"...Alright." The two exchanged a glance, gritted their teeth agreeing.

They turned to drift back.

Watching Zhu Lingyun on the mountaintop closely.

Yet they saw Zhu Lingyun actually sat down directly, sitting cross-legged on the green stone, forming handprints, motionless.

Ten miles away on the mountaintop, the two’s eyes shot keenly, piercing through twilight towards the distance.

They gazed at Zhu Lingyun.

After a while, Zhu Lingyun remained motionless, they grew impatient.

"What is Divine Venerable doing...?"

"Waiting perhaps? Waiting for Undying Divine Venerable to appear?"

"Eh?" Zheng Pingzhang hurriedly said: "Quick look, quick look!"

Golden light began to slowly float from Zhu Lingyun’s body.