Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 1032 - 1028: Dragon’s Roar

"Mr. Sun, the remains should be near Wanjiang City, but we need to search slowly."

Leng Tieya poured two cups of tea, handed one over, and sat opposite him: "Then where in Wanjiang City, is it to the east, west, south, or north?"

"I don’t know." Miao Qingjie took the tea cup and sighed: "And I don’t know how far either."

Leng Tieya frowned: "Then how do we find it?"

"By luck, by intuition." Miao Qingjie said helplessly: "If it were really that easy, it wouldn’t be our turn to find it. The legend has been around for tens of thousands of years."

Leng Tieya chuckled: "Young Master Miao, you’re here to relax, right? Maybe try your luck, catch a net whether there are fish or not?"

Miao Qingjie laughed: "Actually, there is a bit of a basis for it."

Leng Tieya laughed: "Then I wish Young Master Miao good luck in finding it."

"Mr. Sun, are you not interested in these remains?"

Leng Tieya smiled: "I can’t join the Star-picking Cliff; even if I have an interest, it’s of no use."

This unique treasure of the world, how could it be allowed for outsiders to observe and comprehend?

Even if he helped Star-picking Cliff, he couldn’t expect them to be so generous.

Miao Qingjie laughed: "If we find the remains together, we’ll comprehend them together."

Leng Tieya laughed: "Young Master Miao, I can’t really be of any help, can I?"

He could have Insight into his surroundings, but couldn’t see into people’s hearts.

He was very curious why Miao Qingjie was seeking his help, was it because of his Swordsmanship?

Inside, he was quite vigilant.

Like roses often have thorns, treasures often come with danger. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

The remains of the Supreme Heavenly Demon likely contain powerful strength; touching them might backfire and turn to dust.

In short, he was extremely cautious of Miao Qingjie and wouldn’t trust him just because he’s a disciple of the Star-picking Cliff.

"To find the remains of the Supreme Heavenly Demon, there is one key, and it’s the most important one."

"Which one?"

"Luck." Miao Qingjie said solemnly: "Those not endowed with luck cannot obtain the remains."

Leng Tieya laughed, looking skeptical.

Miao Qingjie said: "Mr. Sun, you think I’m absurd, right?"

"Luck..." Leng Tieya shook his head and laughed: "I really don’t understand."

"That’s because luck is invisible; the world often believes only in what can be seen and touched."

Leng Tieya nodded in agreement: "Then this luck..."

He knew about luck; he had always had good luck by his side, otherwise, he wouldn’t have made it this far.

"I met an extraordinary man who had mastered a Miracle Technique that allowed him to see the existence of luck."

"Is luck real?"

"It surely is real, just invisible to us. And Mr. Sun, you are indeed someone endowed with luck."

Miao Qingjie said solemnly.

Leng Tieya touched his own face, embarrassedly smiled: "I didn’t expect... maybe I am indeed lucky, but just a little luckier than others, nothing extraordinary."

"Luck is like a flood; when accumulated to a certain degree, it erupts. The first eruption was when you received the Swordsmanship legacy, and this second time is now."

"..." Leng Tieya looked half believing, half skeptical.

"Think about it, why did I come to Wanjiang City and not meet anyone else but ran into you, Mr. Sun? ...Likewise, why did you, Mr. Sun, happen to bump into us so coincidentally?"

Leng Tieya slowly nodded: "Meeting Young Master Miao is indeed a great honor."

Meeting a disciple of the Star-picking Cliff wasn’t easy; encountering him indeed involved a touch of luck.

"Therefore, Mr. Sun, your luck is at its peak now, a great time to act."

"Then how do we start?"

Miao Qingjie took out a small box from his pocket, only palm-sized, jet black, and emanating a sense of ancient times.

He placed it on the table and carefully opened it.

Inside was a bright fragment.

Leng Tieya immediately sensed it was a fragment of a broken sword, moreover, a Treasure Sword.

Otherwise, the broken fragment would have long faded or even degraded.

"Whose sword is this?... Could it be that of the Supreme Heavenly Demon?"

"Indeed, it’s a fragment of his sword."

Leng Tieya hesitated, gently shook his head: "Young Master Miao, there’s no aura on this."

He wisely didn’t reach out, only sensed its aura.

He didn’t feel anything unusual, no strange aura.

"Mr. Sun, don’t you think it’s odd?" Miao Qingjie smiled: "Such a top-tier Treasure Sword, why doesn’t it have any aura?"

"Because the Supreme Heavenly Demon erased its aura, or condensed it completely?"

"I believe so, what do you think, Mr. Sun?"

"Hmm..." Leng Tieya pondered.

He thought of the letters of the Supreme Heavenly Demon and examined the shiny fragment, shaking his head.

Still hard to determine if it’s real or fake.

"Mr. Sun, my sect went to great lengths to obtain this."

"Your sect?" Leng Tieya asked curiously: "Not secured by Young Master Miao?"

"How could I have such skills!" Miao Qingjie waved and laughed: "If I had such skills, I wouldn’t be seeking these remains."

Leng Tieya chuckled and looked at him.

Miao Qingjie, a bit embarrassed, said: "I misspoke... I’m just trying my luck. Maybe it will work out."

"...So, give it a shot?" Leng Tieya acted as if he was sincerely moved by his words.

But inside, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He vaguely touched the outline of the matter.

Miao Qingjie was here to try his luck, not because he truly had confidence.

Perhaps these remains had been searched for many years, Star-picking Cliff had exhausted immense efforts with no results, and by now, was completely disillusioned.

No one paid attention to it anymore.

Because Miao Qingjie met someone who could see luck, he thought he found a wonderful method and decided to give it a shot.

"With Mr. Sun’s help, we will definitely find it!" Miao Qingjie was invigorated.

Leng Tieya then asked: "Young Master Miao, how did you determine it’s in Wanjiang City?"

Miao Qingjie smiled triumphantly: "That extraordinary man peered into destiny and saw it."

"This extraordinary man..." Leng Tieya wanted to ask if this extraordinary man was reliable or fooling him.

Miao Qingjie said solemnly: "This extraordinary man would never be wrong,... alas, pity, he has already passed away."

Leng Tieya feigned regret: "Pity, can’t meet such an extraordinary person."

Miao Qingjie showed sadness: "Mr. Chu taught me a lot, alas, heaven is jealous of geniuses..."

Leng Tieya nodded.

Miao Qingjie was in a daze for a moment, then slowly collected his emotions, and revived his spirit: "If we can find the remains, his efforts wouldn’t be in vain."

"Can I touch it?"

"Go ahead and touch!"

"Alright then."

Leng Tieya reached out and gently touched the fragment, intending to concentrate and sense its aura.

If this fragment were truly the Supreme Heavenly Demon’s, he didn’t believe it had no aura.

It’s just that because he hadn’t gotten close enough, he couldn’t sense it. By getting closer, he might be able to sense it.

In the next moment, he suddenly heard a dragon’s roar in his ears.

The roar seemed to come from a distant sky, instantly moving close.

Overwhelming, resounding through the heavens and earth.

His vision went dark; he almost passed out instantly.

Within the Demon Suppression Divine Palace, Chu Zhiyuan and at the Great Bright Peak, Chu Liezhao both transmitted their spiritual power over.

Two white lights appeared in the darkness before his eyes, restoring his clarity instantly.

The dragon’s roar still reverberated in his mind, making him dizzy.

At any moment, this dragon’s roar could destroy him, knocking him out, possibly never to wake again.

Chu Zhiyuan and Chu Liezhao continuously poured their spiritual power over.

Chu Zhiyuan and Chu Liezhao even began urging the Nine Solutions of Heavenly Demon to enhance their spiritual power.

When their spiritual powers were almost exhausted, the dragon’s roar finally subsided, eventually disappearing.

Leng Tieya’s face had turned pale as paper.

"Mr. Sun, are you okay?" Miao Qingjie looked at him in confusion.

He then reached out and touched the shiny sword fragment, looking at Leng Tieya with puzzlement.

Leng Tieya, seeing him do so, vaguely felt that it could be because he practiced the Heavenly Dragon Introduction, or practiced the Dragon Subduing Scripture, that triggered the dragon’s roar?