Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 453 - 450: Soul Kill

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This might just be one of the methods to break through, but at least it’s a clear path.

This is already a huge gain.

"Who said this is external power?" Li Hongzhao said discontentedly: "This is the Phoenix Bloodline."

"Phoenix Bloodline..." Chu Zhiyuan chuckled: "Isn’t the power of the bloodline borrowed from the Phoenix? The power of the Phoenix is not your own power."

His insight into heaven and earth is clearer now, and his understanding is deeper.

Humans and the Void are connected, just like the White Jade Palace at the Bai Hui acupoint, which connects with the Void. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Ordinary people cannot touch the power within the Void, confined as they are within their own bodies.

They can only harness what’s within their bodies, at most absorbing external energy to strengthen themselves.

The more powerful forces contained within the Void, however, remain inaccessible.

The power of the bloodline may very well be a form of the powerful forces existing in the Void.

Bloodlines are the key and pathway to channel this power.

The Phoenix Cry Nine Heavens Technique progresses so rapidly, not because of how diligently she trains, but due to the push from this bloodline power.

This indeed makes things much easier and faster.

The bloodline is compatible, without side effects.

This could be considered top-tier talent; being born with it is truly important.

Being born well-off myself, I am still nowhere near as fortunate as her.

Fortunately, I have Super Sense, which initially bridged this gap.

Now that I’ve reached the Grandmaster Realm, the gap is widening again, requiring me to bridge it anew.

Li Hongzhao glanced at him from the corner of her eye: "Chu Zhiyuan, are you envious of me?"

Chu Zhiyuan snorted: "Everything has pros and cons. Your Phoenix Bloodline must have its drawbacks, right?"

Li Hongzhao narrowed her eyes: "No drawbacks."

The drawback of the Phoenix Bloodline is that it can only merge with dragon energy; ordinary men cannot get intimate.

Unconcerned with matters of romance, she doesn’t see it as a drawback.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head with a smile: "Stubborn... The Da Meng isn’t holding up now, is it?"

"Who says it’s not?"

"Lost several battles, unable to defeat the Tenth Uncle."

"From what I know, Prince Ying is seriously ill."

Chu Zhiyuan frowned, looking at her.

"This news is undoubtedly true."

"...Tenth Uncle is favored by destiny, he will be fine."

"Hmph, with such cultivation, can he really be fine if seriously ill?"

"...Was it you Da Meng?"

"We’re not so despicable. Anyway, he can’t get out of bed now... Hmph, that’s the consequence of killing too much."

"Ridiculous." Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.

If that’s the case, does that mean the generals who die peacefully never killed anyone?

Not being a Great Grandmaster, killing doesn’t affect the body that much.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "You Da Meng have no chance of winning; it’s better to withdraw the troops soon."

"If Prince Ying can’t make it, do you intend to lead the troops?"

"Da Jing has plenty of Generals. There’s no need for me."

"You can’t go; you’ve already missed the chance for military training to increase prestige, missed out on achieving great merit, and missed the chance to seize the imperial throne." Li Hongzhao said with a smile.

Chu Zhiyuan frowned looking at her.

Li Hongzhao said: "Great Grandmasters can’t be Generals. Didn’t you know?"

Chu Zhiyuan frowned: "There’s such a rule?"

"You really didn’t know," Li Hongzhao’s smile widened: "If a Great Grandmaster becomes a General, they will quickly lose their life."

Chu Zhiyuan remained skeptical.

Already rapidly deducing in his mind.

Do the yin energies of the dead then surround the nearby Great Grandmasters?

If so, wouldn’t Great Grandmasters not dare to remain in the military?

The reality is, there are Great Grandmasters stationed in the military.

Li Hongzhao sneered: "Great Grandmasters can’t open the killing ring, but if their soldiers kill, it’s equivalent to the Great Grandmaster killing."

Chu Zhiyuan frowned.

Is this the law of causality?

Has Tenth Uncle not advanced to Great Grandmaster also for this reason?

Li Hongzhao looked smug: "Without meritorious service in the military, not enough merit, the Emperor’s Sword can’t recognize its master."

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Well, you also can’t gain honor in the military, can you?"

Li Hongzhao said: "Hmph, I don’t have to enter the military, all I need is to suppress you, that’s a great merit in itself."

"Suppress me?" Chu Zhiyuan laughed heartily.

Li Hongzhao coldly laughed: "Laugh, laugh, you won’t have many chances to laugh!"

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head with a wide smile, gradually restraining his laughter: "Alright, then let’s see if you can suppress me, farewell."

Chu Zhiyuan got up, cupped his fist, turned around, and left.

Li Hongzhao glared at his back in anger, biting her lips.

If he truly gets something good in the Yun Meng Secret Land, it would be her fault.

She hopes his luck isn’t that good.

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Chu Zhiyuan left Lingyun Tower, encountering Huang Shiron, Xu Mengyu, and Wen Qianqian as he walked west along Phoenix Avenue.

They expressed admiration and awe, exchanging a few words with Chu Zhiyuan, filled with emotion.

No one imagined he could achieve Great Grandmaster so quickly; they thought he would stabilize at Grandmaster Perfection, pause and grind for a year or two.

Yet he achieved it so swiftly.

After bidding farewell to them, Chu Zhiyuan continued strolling in the city.

He walked to Xuanwu Street, passing a small alley without stopping his stride.

In his mind’s void, the morning sun suddenly shot a beam of light toward the Bright Moon Saber.

This was investing spiritual power into the Sword Soul.

The Bright Moon Saber radiated brightly, suddenly flying out of his mind.

In the alley, there were a few small yards, in the middle of one, a middle-aged couple busied themselves.

One in the kitchen cooking, the other chopping wood in the yard.

A seemingly ordinary couple, common and unsuspected.

The duo suddenly widened their eyes, a saber appeared before them out of nowhere.

The saber shone bright like a full moon overhead, chopping directly downward, too swift to evade.

The light in their eyes quickly dimmed.

Chu Zhiyuan continued walking, applying the Yin Yang Du E Secret Scripture.

In his eyes, the bodies of the couple released dark yin energies, drifting higher into the void.

Faintly floating toward a Jade Giant Cauldron enveloped in clouds and mists in the void.

The very Jade Cauldron of Yuding Sect.

Chu Zhiyuan snorted inwardly.

Yuding Sect’s stubbornness rivals the Fearless Sect, daring to enter the Inner City despite his thorough scrutiny.

Now he can prove his hypothesis, with the help of spiritual power, the Sword Soul of the Bright Moon Saber indeed has the power to kill.

The effect surpasses that of a Flying Knife or Flying Sword.

Sudden and astonishingly swift, its power is terrifying, directly extinguishing the spiritual source—the soul.

That soft glow, under the combined power of spiritual strength and Sword Soul within the Bright Moon Saber, was broken instantly with one slash.

He then thought of the Great Grandmaster.

This trick might not be as easy against a Great Grandmaster.

Great Grandmasters have visualization maps, like his sunrise, or other Great Grandmasters’ visualization objects.

Visualization objects can resist the Bright Moon Saber.

But what if the Sword Soul of the Bright Moon Saber continues to advance?

If one slash could also shatter the visualization object, wouldn’t the next slash break the soul?

If the Sword Soul’s spiritual power and spiritual energy fuse, what would its power be?

Could it slay a Great Grandmaster in one strike?

He was eager to try.

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Morning time, Prince Qing Mansion

Chu Zhiyuan sat on the bed in Tingtao Courtyard, eyes slightly closed.

Above his residence, a sunrise rose up, absorbing spiritual power and Purple Light, becoming clearer, as if a real sunrise.

"Your Highness, it’s snowing!" Zou Fang said softly from outside.

His voice lightly trembled, barely withstanding the vast and overwhelming pressure.

Chu Zhiyuan’s thoughts moved slightly.

Zou Fang’s pressure suddenly vanished, he exhaled a long breath.

Chu Zhiyuan had already practiced his spiritual power skillfully and at will, able to withdraw and release it freely.

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