Imperial Cultivation
Chapter 494 - 491: Gaining Trust
CHAPTER 494: CHAPTER 491: GAINING TRUST
"What kind of guests?" Shen Hanyue asked curiously.
Xiao Ruoling looked at Chu Zhiyuan and followed his gaze towards the southern night sky.
She lightly stepped onto the rooftop and looked south once more, her eyes sharp and bright.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled as he watched her.
Shen Hanyue, equally curious, floated up and gently landed beside Xiao Ruoling.
The two women stood shoulder to shoulder under the moonlight.
Both were dressed in white combat uniforms, allowing the moon’s frosty glow to fall upon them.
"They’re coming," Xiao Ruoling murmured.
The two women saw four blue-clad figures stepping across the moonlit scene.
They wore blue robes, their toes sweeping over the dense treetops, seeming not to touch the ground as they swiftly approached the manor.
Shen Hanyue sneered, "They’re coming straight at us, not considering us at all."
"Four Grandmasters," Chu Zhiyuan said, standing with hands behind his back in the courtyard. "Two are Sixth Layer Heaven, one is Seventh Layer Heaven, and one is at Grandmaster Perfection. It seems they truly don’t need to consider anyone."
Shen Hanyue snorted, "How can there be so many Grandmasters? There aren’t that many Grandmasters in the world, are there?"
On their journey so far, they’d encountered several groups, each with Grandmasters.
There aren’t that many Grandmasters in the world; how could so many appear at once? It’s too absurd.
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head in silence.
He did not wish to discuss this topic, as it was too heavy and too oppressive.
For the Evil Sect’s demons, each Grandmaster represented hundreds of lives.
Behind every Evil Sect Grandmaster were at least over a hundred lives.
Some Grandmasters had even devoured hundreds or thousands of lives.
The innocent’s bones built their cultivation.
The thought made one’s heart turn cold.
Back when dealing with the Yuding Sect, he perceived the Evil Sect as merely small-time trouble, like rats hiding in corners.
The last time in the Eastern Territory, he discovered the Evil Sect’s strength was unimaginably deep.
Unbeknownst to anyone, they had grown strong, hidden in shadows, unnoticed.
Or perhaps someone noticed but pretended not to see, allowing their development.
This time, he realized he’d underestimated the Evil Sect’s strength.
They were more numerous, stronger, more terrifying, and more loathsome than he ever imagined.
Seeing them so powerful, with so many Grandmasters and even Great Grandmasters, heightened his desire to kill them all, to annihilate them completely.
Without exterminating them, his heart would find no peace, and the world would find no justice.
Xiao Ruoling shook her head, "Our Yao Yue Palace’s efforts over the years haven’t hindered their rise."
Yao Yue Palace had relentlessly been slaying the Evil Sect’s demons.
Yet now, it appeared that it hadn’t truly stopped their rampant growth and power.
In fact, the more they slew, the more they emerged, stronger than ever.
"These vile creatures!" Shen Hanyue said bitterly, "Since they’re here, let’s make sure they stay!"
She was about to call on the Yao Yue Palace disciples to act.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "Let me handle it."
These four were somewhat unusual, not suitable for them to confront now.
After being guided, they’d awakened the peak state of the Spirit Butterfly Sword Formation, triggering insights.
They needed to deepen these insights, and facing these four powerful foes now would interrupt their progress, rather than help.
"Then let me!" Shen Hanyue huffed.
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, "No, let me take care of it, you should rest."
"Alright then." Shen Hanyue turned to Xiao Ruoling, "Sister, let’s just watch."
Xiao Ruoling nodded gently.
The four blue-robed middle-aged men floated down to the small square before the manor gates.
"Yao Yue Manor," a handsome middle-aged man remarked, examining the plaque of the manor under the clear moonlight, and chuckled, "This name, it sounds a bit like Yao Yue Palace, could it be part of Yao Yue Palace?"
"If it’s part of Yao Yue Palace, even better!"
"I wonder if they have any top experts?"
"Couldn’t possibly be the Holy Daughter there, could it? If the Holy Daughter is present, that would be ideal!"
"Come on, let’s go in and take a look!"
"If it’s the Holy Daughter, we’ll capture her and savor her well. Yao Yue Palace’s Holy Daughter is said to have skin like white jade, an unparalleled delight!"
"We should still be cautious, wouldn’t want to encounter a Great Grandmaster."
"Rest assured, Brother Hu is most sensitive to Great Grandmasters. There aren’t any inside, right, Brother Hu?"
A chubby, round-faced middle-aged man nodded quickly and smiled, "No Great Grandmasters nearby, don’t worry."
With a Grandmaster Perfection among them, they lost respect for anyone who wasn’t a Great Grandmaster, carrying a frivolous, easy-going demeanor.
"Then let’s go in and take a look."
"Let’s head in."
They were about to step up the stairs, when suddenly, their movements came to an abrupt halt, as if frozen in place.
The light in their eyes quickly dimmed and eventually extinguished.
Chu Zhiyuan stood with hands behind his back, and said calmly, "It’s resolved."
Shen Hanyue exclaimed excitedly, "That’s how you dealt with them... without even using your eyes, you can kill them with a mere thought?"
Chu Zhiyuan chuckled, "More or less, at such a close distance, I don’t even need to look, sensing them is enough."
Shen Hanyue praised, "Your martial arts, they are the legendary divine skills indeed."
Chu Zhiyuan chuckled, "Divine skills... I do aspire to have divine skills."
Xiao Ruoling asked, "Their words..."
"Let’s go."
The three floated over the wall and gently landed outside the main gate, seeing the four middle-aged men about to ascend the steps.
They stood motionless as statues.
And they were rapidly decaying, their flesh visibly disintegrating.
Chu Zhiyuan floated in front of the round-faced middle-aged man and flicked a sleeve.
The blue robes of the four middle-aged men instantly shredded by the furious force, baring their bodies.
In that motion, these four men’s flesh completely vanished.
Chu Zhiyuan walked to the pile of blue robes and gently gestured.
A letter flew up like a falling leaf from a tree toward Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan sliced through the air with his fingers in the void.
The envelope split open, revealing the letter inside.
The invisible finger force precisely cut the envelope, not touching the letter inside by a hair.
With not a whit off, Xiao Ruoling and Shen Hanyue couldn’t help but want to applaud.
This required extremely profound finger skill, not something casually performed.
He took the letter that slipped down, took a quick glance, and his face turned somber.
Xiao Ruoling and Shen Hanyue looked at him.
Chu Zhiyuan handed the letter to Xiao Ruoling, who passed it to Shen Hanyue after reading.
"These guys intend to form an alliance!" Shen Hanyue exclaimed after reading, "Is this even the Evil Sect?"
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, "Thus, I say we must change old perceptions, as they do unite, and are uniting."
The letter was an invitation to cooperate, to form an alliance.
The author of the letter was the Sect Master of the Demon Heart Sect.
The messenger was that round-faced middle-aged man, a Seventh Layer Heaven Grandmaster.
The Grandmaster Perfection and the two other Sixth Layer Heaven Grandmasters were escorts.
The four from the Demon Heart Sect were seeking out the Fearless Sect to form an alliance.
"Demon Heart Sect... Fearless Sect..." Xiao Ruoling pondered, "What other sects might be involved?... If they truly ally, it’ll be tougher to deal with."
Chu Zhiyuan said calmly, "The very dilemma I’ve been facing, too scattered to manage efficiently, so it’s fortuitous."
"Indeed, killing one or two doesn’t make a difference anyway!" Shen Hanyue agreed, "Killing them all together would be more thrilling and easier."
Chu Zhiyuan gazed westward, his eyes shining like cold stars.
Although he couldn’t precisely sense the author of the letter through it, he could vaguely sense its general direction.
The Sect Master of the Demon Heart Sect had a power that obscured his form, interfering with Chu Zhiyuan’s sensing.
But it wasn’t entirely impervious to his perception.