nyslfriends Chapter 403 Qing Su
Chapter 403 Qing Su
Chapter 404 Qing Su (Bonus Chapter, Please Subscribe)
Southern Wu.
The Imperial Palace.
Li Bi woke up and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Your Highness?"
Outside the bright yellow tent, a gentle voice, like that of a nightingale, rang out.
Li Bi sat up, and palace maids helped him dress, adorning him with a python robe, pearl ornaments, and a jade pendant with a dragon design.
As the sixth prince of Wu, such luxury and indulgence were only to be expected.
He then recalled the words of the "Xu Ming Xuan Sha Tu Bo" in the Xuanxu Heaven, and a flame seemed to burn in his heart: "The overall situation has deteriorated to this extent—no matter how hard we try to govern, once the higher-ups give the order, we will still become slaves of a conquered nation—"
Li Bi was filled with grief and indignation, but he didn't know where to vent it. He could only let the maids manipulate him like a puppet. He went to court in a daze and watched the three dukes and the ministers argue until their faces turned red. He watched coldly and felt that everything was just a farce.
"Sixth Prince, please wait!"
After the court session ended, an eunuch immediately followed, bowing and saying, "By His Majesty's decree, the Sixth Prince, Seventh Prince, and Ninth Princess are requested to accompany the Emperor to the 'White Gold Courtyard'—"
Li Bi naturally accepted the order respectfully, went to the inner palace, reunited with his younger siblings, and met his father, the Emperor.
Compared to previous years, the Emperor's temples have turned slightly gray, and his figure has become much more hunched.
"Greetings, Father Emperor."
The three of them quickly bowed.
"Fine, let's go see the Ancestor—"
Emperor Wu, accompanied by his children, entered the Baijin Garden.
This garden covers a vast area and is planted with many peonies and roses. At this time, the petals are all white with a golden-iron luster, exuding a sharp aura.
The ground was covered with white gold and iron objects, as if a rain of gold and iron had fallen.
When Li Bi saw this scene, his heart skipped a beat.
As they walked further inside, they suddenly heard the sound of a sword ringing out.
Streaks of sword light danced across the sky, transforming into the shape of dragons and sparrows, before suddenly converging towards the center and transforming into a flying sword.
"The dragon casts its shadow, the sparrow falls and forgets to return—"
"This—this is my family's Nine-Turn Flying Sword, the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow!"
The Ninth Princess couldn't help but speak up.
Emperor Wu flicked his sleeve, and the golden aura dissipated, revealing a pond in front of him. On the edge of the pond, there was a white stone with the "Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword" stuck in it!
An elderly man with white hair and beard, wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, sat cross-legged like a fisherman, holding a green fishing rod in his hand.
At this moment, he slightly raised his eyebrows, and his pair of sharp eyes swept over the three of them.
Li Bi felt a sudden emptiness in his heart and immediately knelt down.
"Greetings, Ancestor! Congratulations on achieving the Three Divine Powers and becoming a Great True Man!"
The Emperor of Wu bowed respectfully.
But these words caused Li Bi's eyes to widen: "Great True Man? My swordsman should be Ancestor Li Que, who has long since reached the Perfection of the Purple Mansion realm and has been in seclusion for many years. He should have reached the pinnacle of the Four Arts!"
If there is any hope left for the Wu Kingdom, it is that the swordsman Li Que will emerge from seclusion and, as he did last time, turn the tide.
But what Father Emperor said was that the swordsman in the family had been replaced. He was actually a mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivator who had only recently broken through to the late stage of Purple Mansion!
Could it be—
A thought flashed through Li Bi's mind, and he immediately trembled all over.
"So what if he's a Grand Master?"
The old patriarch of the Li family, who looked like a fisherman, put away his fishing rod and asked, "What brings you here?"
"I would like to ask the Ancestor to take a look at these young fellows and see if there is anyone who catches his eye?"
Emperor Wu bowed respectfully.
"No, that won't work—"
The old man refused outright: "Things are not what they used to be—a hundred years ago, with my status as a Great Master, even if Qiantang fell, I could still preserve the bloodline of my Li family—but now, even a Great Master, if he defies the will of Heaven, will still be reduced to dust!"
Although he spoke vaguely, and his younger siblings beside him looked completely bewildered, Li Bi already understood.
The Golden Core True Lord is Heaven itself!
"In that case, we shall take our leave."
Emperor Wu's expression darkened, and he bowed again.
"Enough—Xia Yuanqi has already captured sixteen cities and will soon cross the Yangtze River to the south—we have chosen 'White Water Mountain' to block him, deploying an army of 100,000, conscripting many lords and ministers, and calling upon swordsmen and wandering knights to do our best to resist—"
The fisherman continued.
Baishui Mountain?
Li Bi was not a fool; he had his own insights into military affairs and felt that this place was not suitable for a large army to deploy.
But the Emperor Wu readily agreed, which made him even more uneasy.
As the group was leaving, they heard the fisherman say, "White Water Mountain is destined to be a river of blood—my family will always have some cultivators shed blood—if you still have any intentions, send them to the Wu-Yue Sword Pavilion and see if they will accept them—"
Sword Pavilion—
Emperor Wu clenched his fists so tightly that his nails seemed to dig deep into his flesh.
He sneered, "If that's the case, it's better to surrender to the secret treasury—I'd rather have Bi'er and the others become servants of the secret monks than go to the Sword Pavilion!"
"It's over!
Li Bi felt a void in his heart, guessing that the sword-wielding ancestor, Li Que, had already met with misfortune and was related to the Wu-Yue Sword Pavilion!
Even now, they are being forced to contribute manpower and resources to fill in Baishui Mountain!
"Destroy the country, slaughter the city, and enslave the conquered nation!"
"Slaves of a conquered nation!"
In his agitation, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
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Ancient Shu.
Xituo County, the secret site of Wusheng Temple.
Although he had promised Bai Ze that he would lend Chi a hand, Fang Qing was still quite relaxed at the moment.
After all, it will be some time before the Xuanxu Heaven is shaken. When the Great Void trembles, I will order Sangji and other Secret Dharma Kings to go and reap the benefits, and then enter the Xuanxu Heaven—
They remain calm and composed, undaunted by any storms or waves.
"Hmm—and that White Obsidian Grotto-Heaven, the True Lord's head entered it; I wonder if it absorbed the golden essence?"
According to Fang Qing's estimation, that strange True Monarch, who is suspected to be in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm, has not yet been fully resurrected, or rather, is at a critical point of chaos.
This was also a scheme by the Yin Corpse Sect and the two Earth Virtue Demon Lords of Moyun Cliff, since they probably weren't confident they could control the resurrected Gold Virtue True Lord.
Therefore, holding back is considered a backup plan and a trump card.
If the Kitchen God pushes you too far, you'll definitely explode in anger—
If the Kitchen God is sensible, then that Golden Virtue True Lord may never truly be resurrected.
Of course, this is just my guess.
Perhaps, this Jin De Zhen Jun has nothing to do with the Kitchen God?
There's also the attitude of Luofeng Mountain and Mizang Domain.
"Huh?"
Fang Qing suddenly realized a blind spot: the so-called Yin Corpse, Hehuan, and Moyun were regarded as "demonic paths," so where did this "demonic" word come from?
Clearly, there should be a true patriarch-level figure in the origins of demonic cultivation.
"There are still many ancient mysteries, and many things have been intentionally or unintentionally overlooked—"
If such a Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation truly existed, he would at least be on par with the Grandmaster Taiyi.
Enough, enough. Cultivation is the most important thing right now!
Fang Qing took out a jade slip and inscribed all the "Moon in the Well" supernatural powers he had acquired onto it.
"With this supernatural power, I possess all four methods of the [Ji Shui] technique—as for whether I can seek gold? Well, supernatural powers are pieced together from various sources, and it's difficult to determine the master and servant, but if the intention is lacking, then there are some things to consider—"
"Among the metal positions, the principal position is the most important, requiring perfect spiritual power to align with the imagery of the metal position; the secondary positions are next in importance."
"As for the 'missing' position, the lowest requirement—even incompleteness—might fit the imagery better. Perhaps the Three Supernatural Powers would have a better chance of finding a missing position than the Four Supernatural Powers?"
Fang Qing's current cultivation in the Water Virtue Dao is extremely high, already faintly surpassing the Purple Mansion level. He has also received a divine power personally taught by the True Lord of the [Ji Water] position, and after comprehending it, he has gained even more.
"That doesn't seem quite right either. Three supernatural powers are ultimately insufficient to obtain gold. Perhaps we should use three identical but different powers? Using three [Ji Water] supernatural powers in combination with another water virtue supernatural power to fill the gap in [Ji Water]? In any case, let's first perfect the four methods."
Through the "Dao Sheng Pearl," he had already instructed the cultivators on the Qi Refining path to begin constructing a jade well and gathering Qi according to the requirements of the "Well in the Moon" supernatural power.
These two True Nothingnesses are quite rare and were not in his previous list of True Nothingnesses, but they will only cause him a little more trouble.
In the world of Qi Refining, even the Great Sun Purple Qi and the Taiyin Azure Qi are readily available, let alone others.
Oh, now it seems that sealing off "Great Sun Purple Nothingness," this ninth-grade superior True Nothingness—could it be one of the means to prevent that Great Sun [Yearly] from returning?
"Now that there is nothing left to be done, why not go to the Qi Refining Path, continue taking pills and cultivating, and strive to reach the Nascent Soul stage as soon as possible? Hmm?"
Just then, Fang Qing had a sudden inspiration and quickly calculated with his fingers, deducing some cause and effect: "That Fang Wuchen—made a move?"
"Although this person is a Golden Core disciple, he entered the Cave Heaven after achieving the Foundation Establishment stage. It takes a hundred years for him to emerge, and his fellow disciples are the same. He is somewhat naive. Or rather, he doesn't understand the rules of the Purple Mansion Divine Powers."
"If we act rashly now, we'll likely suffer the consequences."
Although that's what he said, Fang Qing had no intention of making a move; he was just waiting to see how Fang Wuchen would end up with a bloody head.
The vast emptiness is hazy and indistinct.
Fang Wuchen's body was filled with the wondrous gathering of [Stomach Earth], and he calmly moved through it, then glanced at the "Jun Tian Pot" hanging at his waist.
This Dao Foundation Spiritual Artifact was something he had asked Fang Daoling for. He said it was for temporary safekeeping, but in reality, it was to take over any possible secret plots and schemes.
After all, the second branch of the family had helped the first branch a great deal over the past century, and he couldn't just stand by and watch his younger brother's most outstanding descendant get involved and end up with nothing.
"Traveling through the void is indeed extremely convenient—even going to the Eastern Taiyi Xuanmen is a matter of moments."
"After visiting my fellow disciples, perhaps I can travel the world? Now that my Purple Mansion is complete, I should definitely travel around. I missed it when I was in my grotto-heaven, but I can make up for it today—"
A surge of heroic ambition suddenly welled up in Fang Wuchen's heart.
Just then, a silvery white expanse appeared ahead, which transformed into a raging storm.
Fang Wuchen realized he had encountered a storm in the void and it was not advisable to withstand it head-on. Upon returning to the mortal world, he saw a green grassland with only a few low hills in the distance.
After a quick calculation, he couldn't help but laugh: "So we've arrived in the north of ancient Shu—"
This place has been repeatedly ravaged by wars between the demon race and Moyun Cliff, and is now in ruins with hardly any living people left.
Fang Wuchen frowned. After traveling another hundred miles or so, he finally saw a village with a few signs of human habitation.
"Huh? There are cultivators here too!"
He descended into the threshing ground and saw an elderly man, his body radiating a faint green glow. He seemed to be in good spirits, but his cultivation level was quite low, only around the third or fourth level of Qi Conquest.
"Old Xiu 'Song Changyu'—pays respects to the True Man."
The old man was practicing magic when he saw Fang Wuchen. He immediately bowed deeply and respectfully.
"You do know etiquette—how did you know I was a real person?"
Fang Wuchen was somewhat curious. Generally speaking, cultivators who had mastered Qi would boast for a long time about meeting a Foundation Establishment ancestor.
"What you may not know, sir, is that this place was originally occupied by the demon general 'Kunwu,' who demanded that we offer up young boys and girls every year, causing immense suffering to the people. But then a strange thing happened: a family in this village gave birth to a daughter who could walk right after birth, grew rapidly in the wind, and could speak. Hearing that we were being exploited by that demon general, she drew a talisman and gave it to this old man to take away, which killed the demon general. Later, she went to Kunwu's cave to cultivate, and it has been more than twenty years since then."
The old man bowed deeply and said, "We secretly set up a temple to worship her, but she was very displeased and demolished the temple of Lady Suqing. Seeing how miserable we were, she selected a few qualified people to teach them Taoist cultivation. Gradually, they were able to settle down and make a living in the vicinity, understand etiquette, and have the demeanor of a true lady, just like Lady Suqing. That's why I knew that a distinguished person had come."
Upon hearing this, Fang Wuchen was greatly surprised: "This sounds like the reincarnation of a fellow Daoist, but I wonder why no one is protecting him—I should go and pay him a visit."
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