Imperial Cultivation

Ji Qingyun frowned: "Is this going to be war?"

Zheng Pingzhang lowered his voice: "Does the Divine Venerable really dare to wage war against the Undying Divine Venerable? ... Can’t win, right?"

Ji Qingyun operated and stared into the distance: "You can’t win, but you have to fight."

"Just retreat, that’s all." Zheng Pingzhang was puzzled: "There’s no need to fight to the death, right? ... We won’t miss this No Heart Sect."

"The No Heart Sect is our stumbling block!" Ji Qingyun snorted.

Zheng Pingzhang said: "It doesn’t matter, right? Especially for the Divine Venerable, if the No Heart Sect doesn’t work, just switch to another sect, it’s all about establishing authority, it’s the same."

Ji Qingyun turned his head, his blazing gaze returning from the distance, falling onto him.

Zheng Pingzhang scratched his head: "Did I say something wrong?"

Ji Qingyun turned back and continued to gaze into the distance.

Zheng Pingzhang said: "We can’t lose this Divine Venerable again."

Ji Qingyun turned to glare at him.

Zheng Pingzhang shrank his neck and lightly slapped his mouth, embarrassedly smiled.

Ji Qingyun snorted: "Don’t impose our thoughts on the Divine Venerable, the Divine Venerable is not like us."

"Yes, yes, the Divine Venerable is indeed more powerful." Zheng Pingzhang agreed.

Ji Qingyun said: "In this world, life and death are just a dream for the Divine Venerable, how would you act in a dream?"

"... I’m always waking up from nightmares, finding myself chased by the Evil Extermination Department."

"Useless!" Ji Qingyun snorted.

"Then what does the Sect Master do in dreams?"

"I don’t dream." Ji Qingyun said.

"Hey, who doesn’t dream." Zheng Pingzhang shook his head disapprovingly.

Ji Qingyun said: "With treasures to protect the body, naturally one doesn’t dream."

"What treasure is it?... Forget it, don’t say it now." Zheng Pingzhang glanced at Zhu Lingyun in the distance.

"It’s just a small thing, nothing mystical, only makes sleeping better."

"That’s fine." Zheng Pingzhang let out a breath.

"You..." Ji Qingyun shook his head, took out the Jade Pendant from his chest, and then put it back: "Hmm--?!"

His eyes suddenly brightened, his gaze concentrated in the distance, noticing a phenomenon.

Zhu Lingyun’s body surged with Golden Light, vaguely revealing a Purple Bell within the light.

"Dong..."

"Dong..."

"Dong..."

Several dragons on the Purple Bell were roaming, as if coming alive, about to fly out of the Copper Bell.

"What is this...?" Zheng Pingzhang asked in surprise: "Already fighting?"

"It’s started."

"Can’t see anyone!"

Zheng Pingzhang strained his eyes, trying to spot another person, the Supreme Divine Venerable.

Ji Qingyun slowly said: "This is a divine fight, a spiritual struggle."

"Can the Divine Venerable win?" Zheng Pingzhang hurriedly asked.

Ji Qingyun shook his head: "Hard to say."

Whether it is the difference between Non-Venerable and Venerable, or the difference between Nine Transitions and Nine Transitions Perfection, both are huge gaps, likely the Divine Venerable will be defeated.

Zheng Pingzhang said: "Should we prepare to run?"

"Yes, make preparations." Ji Qingyun said deeply.

Zheng Pingzhang shook his head: "Our luck really is... lost one, now might lose the second."

Ji Qingyun turned to glare at him.

Zheng Pingzhang shrank his neck and slapped his mouth, laughed awkwardly.

Ji Qingyun shook his head, gazing intently at the distance, his brows furrowing tighter.

Zheng Pingzhang said: "When do we run?"

He saw the Purple Copper Bell shrinking, dragons on the bell moving faster.

"Retreat a mile first!" Ji Qingyun said.

"Go."

The two floated back, eyes constantly watching the distant mountain peak.

They stopped a mile away on the mountain peak, nestled between two large rocks.

Lying behind a large rock, only revealing their foreheads and eyes, their eyes never leaving Zhu Lingyun.

Zhu Lingyun slowly took out a palm-sized Golden Staff from his sleeve.

"Hey, Sect Master, your treasure." Zheng Pingzhang said quietly.

Ji Qingyun corrected: "Now it’s not my treasure, it’s the Divine Venerable’s treasure."

"This treasure is really useful?" Zheng Pingzhang asked in astonishment: "Can it be used now?"

Ji Qingyun’s eyes widened, wishing to rush forward and observe.

The relic was extraordinary, always felt it wasn’t ordinary.

Yet it had never reacted, slowly becoming a white elephant.

Unexpectedly, this Golden Staff was so important, used at this moment.

The Golden Staff suddenly shone.

Golden light burst forth, like a blazing sun.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound, a figure appeared in the Void, short and thin.

This figure manifested in the air, yet wasn’t real, it was just a shadow.

The shadow swayed, as if drunk.

The Golden Staff shone brighter.

This time the light surpassed before, like two blazing suns falling.

The shadow floating in the air became blurry.

Next moment, the Golden Staff shone again.

Brighter than before, as if adding another blazing sun.

"Boom boom!"

Zheng Pingzhang and Ji Qingyun were both thrown out, slammed into the rocks behind them.

Blood trickled from the corners of their mouths, faces pale, pained expressions.

"This..."

Zheng Pingzhang held his head, muscles twisting, eyes bloodshot, the whites dyed crimson.

Ji Qingyun’s face looked powdered, lips marked with teeth impressions, barely keeping calm.

He quickly bowed, returning to lie on the front rock, eyes fixed on Zhu Lingyun’s side.

His voice suddenly rose: "Victory!"

Zheng Pingzhang gritted his teeth: "Defeated the Undying Divine Venerable?"

"Yes, the Undying Divine Venerable has dispersed! The Divine Venerable won!" Ji Qingyun said excitedly.

Zheng Pingzhang exhaled: "Almost killed us too, ... no wonder made us retreat so far."

Ji Qingyun’s eyes burned: "Defeated the Undying Divine Venerable!"

"Still relying on your treasure, Sect Master." Zheng Pingzhang said.

"Shut up!... Your mouth!" Ji Qingyun turned to glare at him: "Talk nonsense again, beware of suffering!"

"Okay, okay, I won’t say anything." Zheng Pingzhang rubbed the back of his head, still scared.

He felt his head was about to split, ready to explode the next moment.

This was clearly the limit.

"Lucky the Divine Venerable wasn’t more intense, or my head would’ve exploded!"

"... Hmm." Ji Qingyun slowly nodded.

Head seemed to crack into several pieces, agony intense, if not for the Jade Pendant on his chest slowly emitting coolness, soothing his head, he’d have fainted.

Zheng Pingzhang marveled: "This treasure, in the Divine Venerable’s hands, its power increased over tenfold."

"Divine Venerable indeed..." Ji Qingyun marveled: "Immeasurable, worthy of being the Divine Venerable!"

He knew best how formidable the Golden Staff’s mental devouring was.

Like a whale swallowing, instantly ingesting all thoughts, even trying to swallow his soul.

One use left him nearly fainting, impossible for a second use.

And the Divine Venerable could use it thrice, each stronger than the last.

Could not imagine the Divine Venerable’s mental strength.

Inaccessible, like a chasm between heaven and earth, couldn’t think of reaching such a level.

Zheng Pingzhang couldn’t suppress excitement: "Didn’t expect the Divine Venerable so strong, even with treasure, defeating the Undying Divine Venerable!"

"Indeed."

"That small thing, didn’t think it’d be so powerful." Zheng Pingzhang marveled.

"In the Divine Venerable’s hands, it’s powerful." Ji Qingyun said: "Lucky it’s in the Divine Venerable’s hands."

Zheng Pingzhang laughed: "Sect Master, the Divine Venerable isn’t here."

"You... Let’s go, meet the Divine Venerable!"

Ji Qingyun glared at him, leaped out from the rock, flew along treetops.

"Really cautious." Zheng Pingzhang shook his head and laughed, followed.

With such a treasure taken by the Divine Venerable, there was bound to be resentment, the Sect Master wasn’t so generous.

But circumstances forced, who could change the Divine Venerable, that’s the rule.

In the Wanxiang Sect, one must follow this rule.