Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 1027 - 1023: Butchery

Chu Liezhao turned his head to look at Leng Tieya, then extended his palm.

Leng Tieya also extended his palm.

The two palms met, suddenly emitting a slight glow.

From the gaps between the palms shot out seven-colored light, radiant and colorful.

A moment later, the palms separated.

Chu Liezhao drew a Light Gate, stepped inside, and the next moment returned to the underground Scripture Hall.

Inside the Scripture Hall, rows of bookshelves were neatly and solemnly arranged.

Luminous Pearls illuminated the hall, making it as bright as daytime.

At the center of the hall was a ten-meter wide space, covered with a white carpet, with three golden meditation mats placed.

There were two old men seated cross-legged.

They opened their eyes, their gaze sharp, glanced towards Chu Liezhao’s direction, then closed them again.

Chu Liezhao paid no attention, continuing to browse the Martial Arts Notes he hadn’t finished earlier.

He himself would also leave his Martial Arts Notes here in the future, recording his cultivation insights from the Infinite Brightness Scripture to aid future generations.

These Martial Arts Notes were immensely beneficial; after reading them, he felt his horizons expanding.

This was indeed profound heritage.

After reading a dozen Martial Arts Enlightenments, he put them down, drew a Light Gate, and stepped inside.

The next moment, he returned to the Prince Consort Mansion.

Inside the Prince Consort Mansion, Li Miaotan was still there.

The two talked about the alliance through marriage between the two dynasties.

Li Miaotan agreed with his approach, retreating for cultivation, aiding neither side.

Matters of the Court should be resolved by the Court; they would not intervene in such matters.

Their task was solely continuous cultivation, persistent refinement.

At their level of Realm, they already held a status transcending materialism, unwilling to meddle, and none could force them.

If they further refined two transitions to the Ninth Transition, none could compel them at all.

But after reaching the Seventh Transition, the pace of refinement would significantly slow, requiring not only extensive accumulation but also sufficient enlightenment.

Such enlightenment requires transcending self-awareness, breaking the limits of imagination, extremely difficult to achieve.

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The grand river roared, and after a massive golden flower floated up, it moved downstream with the river.

Four youths couldn’t help but pounce forward.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

All four were blocked at the riverbank, unable to enter the river, their fists and palms meeting, entangled with each other, muffled sounds ceaseless.

Fist Shadows and Hand Seals occasionally fell into the river.

The roaring river sounded like a dragon swirling and churning in the water.

As the river carried the Golden Ghost Flower downstream, farther and farther, their moves became more fierce, and they couldn’t help but move their feet, pursuing relentlessly.

The riverbank was flat for a stretch, quickly becoming perilous and rugged with jagged rocks.

The four youths ignored the terrain, anxiously focusing on the golden Ghost Bone Flower, striving forward to follow closely.

But the four of them had similar cultivation, and each had mastered their fist technique and hand skills.

It was difficult to determine superiority immediately.

Leng Tieya watched from the side, finding it dull.

These four were still too gentle, needing a bit of fire.

The golden flower suddenly radiated bright light, with golden brilliance, ten times more dazzling than before.

With the sudden burst of light, a small round fruit appeared at the center of the petals.

The four youths immediately widened their eyes, exclaimed, "Ghost Fruit!"

If the Golden Ghost Flower was ten times more effective than ordinary Ghost Bone Flowers, it would make spiritual power ten times stronger, granting far surpassing potential and aptitude than ordinary disciples.

The Ghost Fruit could directly elevate one’s Realm, transforming a Heavenly Demon into a Great Heavenly Demon.

They were all successful cultivators with excellent aptitude and sharp senses, thus able to spot Leng Tieya.

They had achieved becoming Heavenly Demons at a young age, which in the Demon Clan would be Heavenly Demons.

But to become a Great Heavenly Demon or Great Sky Demon, mere arduous cultivation wouldn’t suffice.

Yet this Ghost Fruit could allow one to ascend instantly, stepping into the Great Heavenly Demon.

Additionally, the potential after becoming a Great Heavenly Demon was much stronger than a typical Great Heavenly Demon.

Missing the Ghost Fruit would be regretted for life.

"Boom boom boom boom..."

"Rumble rumble..."

Muted sounds like thunder, water splashed everywhere, the roaring river soared into the sky, covering a span of dozens of feet.

As if a flash flood had erupted.

"Boom!" One youth flew out, spitting blood in mid-air, heavily hitting a huge rock.

The rock was smooth, already polished of edges.

He sunk into the stone, struggled a few times but failed to break free, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, soaking his clothes.

He glared viciously at the three youths, turned his gaze towards the distant floating golden flower, his eyes shining with unwillingness and anger, also with a chilling killing intent.

His injury and ejection completely broke the balance.

Among the remaining three youths, the battle became fiercer, then another youth flew out.

He sprayed a blood arrow in mid-air, heavily crashing into the river surface.

Like a giant stone smashing down, water splashed, sinking straight down, disappearing from sight.

The two youths fiercely battling on the shore grew anxious, throwing several palms and fists, soon one more youth was sent flying, crashing far on rugged rocks.

His body went limp, hanging softly from the pointed rock, utterly devoid of strength.

At this moment, a young man suddenly emerged from the place where the mystical flower was.

The young man who had previously fallen into the water was as pale as paper, yet he reached out his hand from the water, reaching for the mystical flower.

Seeing that he was about to touch the mystical flower, he was overjoyed, his eyes burning with excitement.

"Bang!" A fist seal hit him on the top of his head.

He was immediately thrown out of the water, landing on the shore three zhang away, hanging onto a jagged reef.

After being injured a second time, he went limp like mud upon hitting the reef, hanging feebly without moving, only able to pant and unable to move.

The last young man leaped into the air, his toes tapping on the river surface like an eagle, gracefully gliding towards the mystical flower.

Just as he was about to reach out and pick the mystical flower, a cold light shot towards his waist.

He turned his body to dodge, but the mystical flower was swept away by the river, avoiding his fingers.

His toes tapped the river surface again, soaring into the air, and he turned his head to glare angrily at the young man struggling out of the reef.

Among the three injured youths, the one trapped within the reef was the least injured.

The further it went, the more ruthless the attacks became.

The first young man lay within the reef, holding a small flying knife, glaring coldly at the young man above the water.

"Junior Brother Zheng, you can’t stop me!"

"Senior Brother Feng, I can give it a try!"

As the young man above the water descended, he once again darted towards the mystical flower, dodging the incoming flying knife while simultaneously attempting to scoop up the mystical flower.

Unexpectedly, another cold light silently and stealthily shot out.

This flying knife was covered by the previous one, slower yet silent and stealthy.

As it approached, it accelerated a second time, suddenly speeding up.

Leng Tieya clicked his tongue in admiration, what a marvelous sword technique, with a unique subtlety.

The young man above the water, Feng Chang, barely tilted his body, yet couldn’t completely dodge it, his shoulder was pierced.

The flying knife penetrated his left shoulder, bringing forth a spray of blood, falling into the river.

"Heh, let’s see how many knives you’ve got!"

Feng Chang rose into the air, his left shoulder tapping several points to stop the bleeding, grinning indifferently.

Leng Tieya raised an eyebrow.

Even when beheaded, he hadn’t seen them bleed, yet these four young men were all bleeding.

Moreover, their blood contained immense power.

It seemed their path of cultivation was different from the disciples of the Ghost Bone Sect in the Demon World.

He then shook his head.

Still, they didn’t deal a fatal blow, still holding back, injuring but not killing.

Are the disciples of the Ghost Bone Sect still so kind?

Lying inside the reef, the young man Zheng Lingzhi once again gripped a flying knife, glaring coldly at Feng Chang.

Feng Chang floated down to the river surface, his toes tapping, not picking the mystical flower, letting it drift downstream, instead darting towards the other two injured youths.

The other two youths were heavily injured, out of strength, their acupoints sealed by him, unable to move, only able to stare with wide eyes.

The mystical flower slowly drifted away.

After sealing the acupoints of the other two youths, Feng Chang did not continue to attack Zheng Lingzhi, instead smiling at him, "Junior Brother Zheng, I’ll go ahead first."

He slowly retreated, and after gaining sufficient distance, he once again darted towards the river, chasing after the mystical flower.

Leng Tieya shook his head.

Still didn’t use a killer move.

It seemed the infighting among them ended at this point.

Is it because of the Ghost Bone Flower, that even if they die, they will be resurrected, so there’s no need to kill?

Not far away, three young demon clan members flew in, all with expressions of watching a spectacle.

They approached, mockingly scrutinizing Zheng Lingzhi trapped inside the reef.

One young man reached out towards Zheng Lingzhi’s chest, only to be grabbed by Zheng Lingzhi.

The playful expression on this young man’s face immediately turned to horror, his lips moved to scream but no sound came out.

"What are you doing!" Another young man drew his sword from his waist, thrusting it towards Zheng Lingzhi.

Zheng Lingzhi caught the tip of the sword with his other hand.

The young man holding the sword also showed a look of horror, his face pale.

Leng Tieya frowned. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

The essence blood of the two young men was rapidly flowing towards Zheng Lingzhi, rapidly restoring Zheng Lingzhi’s vitality.

In the blink of an eye, his injuries healed more than half, he lightly shook and floated out of the reef.

The two young men were thrown into the river by him.

They drifted with the river, bobbing up and down, quickly disappearing from sight.

"You—!"

The third young man glared angrily at Zheng Lingzhi, turning to run, only to be caught up and pressed on the back by Zheng Lingzhi.

In a flash, this young man went limp, his face pale, most of his essence blood drained, then he was thrown into the river, quickly drifting away with the current.

Leng Tieya shook his head.

The mental method of the Ghost Bone Sect was truly formidable.

He took a stride, landing in the trees by the shore.

On one tree, a flying knife was embedded, precisely Zheng Lingzhi’s flying knife.

He gestured for the knife to fly into his palm.

The flying knife flickered in his palm, then shot back to its original place.

Moments later, Zheng Lingzhi unlocked the acupoints of the other two youths, flew across the river, and entered the forest to find his flying knife, cherishingly placing it into his pouch.

Then the three youths followed the river downstream, searching for Feng Chang.

They quickly decided to join forces, to snatch it before Feng Chang consumed the Ghost Fruit, and share it among the three.