Imperial Cultivation

True Yuan desperately suppresses this violent force, and in his mind, Miao Jing Spirit Water flickers incessantly.

He feels as if he is amidst a raging storm, as thin as a leaf, ready to be swept away at any moment.

The Dragon Soaring Bell slowly emerges.

From the ancestral acupoint between his brows, pure and vast spiritual power surges forth; some enters the Golden Sword, while some controls the Dragon Soaring Bell.

He and the Golden Sword both float in the air, both trembling and flickering.

His body flashes white, purple, and golden light in turn.

The Golden Sword shines with golden light ceaselessly.

Suddenly, he forms seals with his hands.

Above the Void, the Demon Suppressing Divine Tree appears, its transparent, pure branches gently swaying and scattering starlight.

The starlight falls upon his body, and into the sword body of the Golden Sword.

Golden light immediately flourishes.

Even so, the violent force has not been completely eradicated and continues its relentless attack.

It merely forms a stance of confrontation.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head subtly.

Underestimated this Golden Staff; truly a wondrous artifact of the same rank as Miao Jing Spirit Water.

Not so easy to deal with.

He has used all his means yet cannot entirely suppress it, only manage a deadlock.

He gritted his teeth, and with a thought.

Vast, pure spiritual power floods into the Golden Sword, which immediately emits a dazzling white light.

It slowly pushes the power transformed from Merit to the extreme.

"Hiss!"

It turns into a white light, shooting once again into the Nu River.

"Dang..." Golden light shines brightly.

The Golden Sword is once again bounced out of the river water, shooting towards him and stopping by his side, flickering intensely.

The violent force wanders within the sword body, crashing and attempting to destroy it.

Chu Zhiyuan forms seals with his hands, his expression grave.

A Light Gate appears in the Void, Chu Liezhao appears, he forms seals with his hands, pointing at the Nu River.

A section of the Nu River water suddenly rises to mid-air, with the Golden Staff within it.

Chu Zhiyuan looks up.

In the Void, a massive Golden Dragon roams among the clouds and mist.

Chu Liezhao forms seals with both hands, forming a small Golden Dragon the length of an arm in front of him.

Above the Void, the massive Golden Dragon suddenly breathes out a breath.

This breath turns into a golden light, landing on the small Golden Dragon.

The small Golden Dragon’s golden light surges instantly, then quickly gathers back within.

It suddenly becomes solid and hard, as if cast from purple gold.

Its purple-gold shine turns dark, steady and restrained.

Then it transforms into a purple-gold light, shooting towards the Golden Staff floating in mid-air.

The Golden Staff and a section of river water seem like a huge ice block suspended in mid-air.

The purple-gold small dragon collides with it, and the Golden Staff once again bursts with dazzling golden light.

Chu Zhiyuan has already suppressed the violent force within his body and the Golden Sword, seeing this, he drives the Golden Sword to shoot forth again.

"Bang!"

Golden light surges again.

The level of force from the Golden Staff is extremely high, exceedingly dominant and fierce.

His True Yuan can hardly suppress it.

But the spiritual energy in Chu Liezhao’s Outer Heaven is denser, and the True Yuan cultivated is purer and stronger.

Moreover, he uses not just True Yuan, but also bloodline power.

The essence of Heavenly Dragon Introduction is bloodline power, which is also extremely high level.

His True Yuan can’t suppress it, but the power of the Golden Sword transformed from Merit is different, plus the aid of Miao Jing Spirit Water.

Under the siege of both, the Golden Staff can no longer pose a threat, growing weaker.

...

A quarter of an hour later, the light from the Golden Staff dims to nearly invisible.

Chu Liezhao crosses the Light Gate and disappears.

Only the Golden Sword remains attacking the Golden Staff in mid-air.

Chu Zhiyuan’s spiritual power seems endless, and the Golden Sword evolves throughout the process.

Under extreme pressure, it grows rapidly, transforming quickly.

"Hiss!"

The next moment, the Golden Sword actually pierces the Golden Staff, directly penetrating it.

The Golden Sword instantly bursts with golden light.

Golden light envelops the Golden Staff.

The Golden Staff follows with bursting golden light, merging with the golden light of the Golden Sword.

The golden light grows increasingly intense.

The Golden Staff continuously bursts with stronger golden light, becoming brighter, now blindingly bright.

Under Super Sensing Illumination, alongside the bursting golden light, the Golden Staff rapidly shrinks.

It seems to transform into golden light, merging into the golden light of the Golden Sword.

After the golden light reaches an extreme, it slowly recedes, dimming.

After a cup of tea’s time, the golden light completely converges within the Golden Sword.

Chu Zhiyuan senses the jubilation and cheers from the Golden Sword, his lips curling.

What he feels is power, far exceeding past strength.

After devouring the Golden Staff, the Golden Sword made a tremendous leap, undergoing a qualitative change.

Especially in Spirituality.

It feels like a three-year-old suddenly growing to a ten-year-old child.

It rejoices in its own growth, swiftly flying up and dancing in the air.

Chu Zhiyuan’s heart and spirit moved, it swiftly shoots out, further and further, stopping at the mountain peak three miles away.

Under the Super Sense, it weaves through the branches on the mountain peak several times without damaging a single leaf.

Moments later, it flies back before Chu Zhiyuan, floating in mid-air, the jubilation still present.

Chu Zhiyuan laughed and shook his head.

The Golden Sword’s spirituality is becoming richer and richer, making it easier and less of an effort to control.

At this rate, killing in the future may not even require a personal touch, just a thought will suffice to claim a head miles away.

This is what the ancient texts called the methods of immortals.

He reached out to touch the Golden Sword, Miao Jing Spirit Water remained calm.

He let out a sigh of relief.

The most worrying was this point; the origin and roots of the Golden Staff were unclear, very sinister, even possessing its own spirituality.

The promotion it gave the Golden Sword’s growth far surpassed the combined statues of all Undying Evil Venerables.

The joint attack earlier shattered its spirituality, ultimately using the Golden Sword to devour its material—the Undying Golden Essence.

This Undying Golden Essence is different from the statues of the Undying Evil Venerable.

It seems that now there are no after-effects.

...

When he returned to his small courtyard, Dong Muyu and Li Hongzhao were still talking incessantly.

The two of them seemed to have endless topics, still lively and spirits high.

"Junior brother, where did you go?" Dong Muyu asked casually.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, "Nothing major, Senior sister, are you going down the mountain?"

"Just wait a bit longer." Dong Muyu’s eyes sparkled, smiling, "Make sure of things a bit more before going down, to avoid trouble."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

Li Hongzhao laughed, "After this evil demon incident, the world should be peaceful for a while, Senior sister really should not rush to go down."

Dong Muyu smiled, "I was anxious before, but seeing you two made me no longer anxious."

Li Hongzhao was puzzled.

Dong Muyu said, "I originally had a competitive and aggressive heart, but after seeing you two, I suddenly feel settled, no longer impulsive."

Li Hongzhao chuckles, "Senior sister isn’t discouraged?"

"I always thought I had outstanding aptitude, a child of heaven, so I have been cultivating tirelessly, thinking that not cultivating diligently would be a shame to my aptitude... Now I think, cultivation doesn’t need to be too strained, a bit more relaxed is better."

"Senior sister has high comprehension!" Li Hongzhao said with a smile like a flower.

Dong Muyu glared at her, "My comprehension has to be high, otherwise life would be unbearable, especially with junior brother!"

Li Hongzhao has Phoenix Bloodline, nothing to say about that, there’s no envy.

Yet Chu Zhiyuan has no bloodline, but his advancement is higher, he’s purely an extreme genius.

Turns out this is what a peerless genius looks like; my genius is just ordinary.

With this realization, her pressure dissipated, she suddenly became carefree, unhurried, and discovered the joy of cultivation.

"By the way, junior brother, Brother Chonglou was severely injured and escaped back to the sect two days ago." Dong Muyu returned with a frown, "He was gravely injured, his cultivation ruined."

Chu Zhiyuan asked, "Brother Chonglou?"

"Also a talent within our sect, went down the mountain before you arrived."

Chu Zhiyuan frowned, "Who did it?"