Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 1428 - 1424: Persuasion

He immediately shook his head.

This young girl should become a disciple of the Heaven-Reaching Sect, not a disciple of the Profound Yin Palace.

The reason she could become a disciple of the Heaven-Reaching Sect was because Xiao Ruoling and Shen Hanyue encountered this girl, Zhou Qingyu.

As a result, Master Lu heard the news, personally met Zhou Qingyu, and recruited her into the Profound Yin Palace.

Thinking of this, he shook his head again.

This Master Lu is truly unscrupulous, actually digging the corner of the Heaven-Reaching Sect.

Is this a desperation for talent?

Or does he have other motives?

These Palace Masters and Sect Masters, their thoughts are often not that simple.

Often aiming for two or even multiple goals, they absolutely cannot be underestimated.

At first glance, it seems like a desperation for talent, but is it really that simple?

Has he no intention of obstructing the opening of the Heaven-Reaching Sect’s Inheritance Hall?

Others might not know of this secret of the Heaven-Reaching Sect, does Master Lu know it?

Her relationship with Sect Master Lu Tiancheng is deeper than outsiders imagine.

His thoughts surged, deciding not to let Profound Yin Palace know about the existence of Zhou Qingyu.

Then he activated the Donghuan Saint Technique once more.

A moment later, his eyes returned to normal, and his expression grew more solemn.

With a flash, he disappeared, appearing in a small courtyard, looking toward the southern room.

Inside the southern room, Zhou Qingyu was cross-legged practicing cultivation; her pale and frail face had already turned rosy.

The Heavenly Five Mysterious Techniques had a progression akin to a Demon Technique, extraordinarily rapid.

Moreover, Zhou Qingyu perfectly matched this cultivation method, progressing a thousand miles in a day.

Within merely a few days of cultivation, she already saw initial results, reversing her frail constitution.

She had already regained a healthy physique, even stronger than ordinary people.

This made her obsessed and frenzied, seizing every moment to cultivate, cultivating every waking moment.

She also possessed powerful spiritual power, allowing her to maintain the state of cultivation over time.

This resulted in the Heavenly Five Mysterious Techniques being remarkably effective on her.

Chu Zhiyuan showed a smile.

He hadn’t expected Zhou Qingyu’s progress with the Heavenly Five Mysterious Techniques to be so swift.

The Donghuan Saint Technique is not omniscient; it merely glimpses some scenes of the future, not all scenes.

The smile on his face quickly faded, and he shook his head, sighing.

"Who?" Zhou Qingyu suddenly opened her almond eyes, pushed open the window, and looked out.

Basking in the moonlight, Chu Zhiyuan stood with his hands behind his back in the small courtyard, smiling as he looked at her.

The moonlight was like water, his blue shirt fluttering, his eyes sparkling like stars.

"You..." Zhou Qingyu’s eyes widened vigilantly, looking towards the main room.

The main room resonated with the sound of deep sleep.

Her parents were deeply asleep.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "The Heavenly Five Mysterious Techniques are practiced well."

This statement immediately stopped Zhou Qingyu’s impulse to scream loudly.

She curiously looked at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "I am Chu Zhiyuan, a disciple of the Heaven-Reaching Sect."

Zhou Qingyu hesitated: "Heaven-Reaching Sect?... Is that the mental method of the Heaven-Reaching Sect?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Smart."

Zhou Qingyu glanced once more at the main room.

She was very puzzled, wondering why her parents hadn’t awakened, even though she had spoken loudly.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Are you willing to become my disciple?"

Zhou Qingyu hurriedly shook her head.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Become my disciple, achieve Spirit Venerable, enjoy a lifespan over ten thousand years."

Zhou Qingyu shook her head again.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "You don’t believe?"

"It’s getting late, mister, please leave." Zhou Qingyu clasped her fists.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "You seem not to believe, you might as well inquire, I am Spirit Venerable... Let’s just leave it for today."

With a flash, he vanished.

Zhou Qingyu quickly opened the door and went to the small courtyard.

Under the cold moonlight, the small courtyard was empty, while the sound of slumber in the main room persisted.

"Dad! Mom!" she called.

The sound of snoring ceased abruptly.

Then the light came on.

Soon, the middle-aged couple opened the door and came out, clad in their inner clothes, looking at her in confusion.

The middle-aged woman said: "Yuer, what’s the matter?"

"Mom, I had a nightmare, going back to sleep." Zhou Qingyu said hurriedly, turning and returning to the room.

In the mumbling voices of her parents, she sat on the bed, frowning, her almond eyes sparkling in the dark room.

She pictured Chu Zhiyuan under the moonlight, his blue shirt fluttering, his gaze radiant.

With sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, his face like crown jade, extremely handsome.

She had never seen such grace before, and it was a strong impact.

Previously, her nerves were tense, not caring about these things; now relaxing, she couldn’t help but reminisce.

"Heaven-Reaching Sect..." she murmured, from under the pillow, taking out that booklet again.

She lit up a lamp and perused the secret manual once more, noticing the three tiny words in the bottom left corner of the cover: Chu Zhiyuan.

She touched those three small words, and then she flipped through the secret manual again.

Thus, she extinguished the lamp, sat cross-legged once more, closed her eyes, and began practicing.

Soon, she was in a blissful state as if intoxicated, and when she awoke, the window paper had already turned white.

Her parents were busy outside.

She quickly freed herself from sitting on the bed but suddenly stopped, turned to look around.

Then she searched the bed once again and again, then got up and pushed the door open: "Mom, Dad, have you entered my room?"

The middle-aged woman in the kitchen raised her voice: "Nobody went in."

The middle-aged man who was overturning soil and weeding in the herb garden also shook his head: "Your brother is not up yet, and we haven’t entered either. What’s the matter, Yuer?"

"...Nothing." Zhou Qingyu shook her head.

Her brows knitted tightly.

That secret manual had disappeared.

It seemed to have appeared and disappeared without a trace.

Obviously, Chu Zhiyuan came to take it away.

So this secret manual must have been stealthily placed by him too.

Why did he give her this secret manual?

What exactly did he see in her?

Was it her aptitude, considering her aptitude is good, he would take her as his disciple?

Others wish to learn martial arts, enduring hardship and paying a high price, only then can they acquire Internal Cultivation Methods.

Yet, for her, someone came directly with it.

Is this martial arts possibly an Evil Skill?

Thinking of this, her expression changed, realizing she was still unwittingly channeling Inner Qi.

She had already become accustomed to the circulation of Inner Qi, no longer needing to focus on special cultivation.

Is this truly an Evil Skill?

But she felt no hint of evilness; rather, it was balanced, harmonious, mellow, and gentle.

For a moment, her thoughts surged, uncertain of what to do.

Ultimately, she gritted her teeth, deciding not to bother with it anymore, since this Heavenly Five Mysterious Techniques could cure her body, she would continue to practice.

...

A bright moon shone brilliantly.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Zhou Qingyu suddenly opened her almond eyes.

She directly pushed open the window inside the bed, looking toward the courtyard.

Under the bright moonlight, Chu Zhiyuan’s blue shirt fluttered, his appearance radiant.

"Qingyu, how have you considered?"

"Mr. Chu, I haven’t heard of the Heaven-Reaching Sect." Zhou Qingyu said.

She had already guessed that Chu Zhiyuan used some peculiar method, making their conversation unheard by her parents.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Then do you know about the Flower God Sect?"

"I do." Zhou Qingyu hurriedly nodded.

The Flower God Sect is the most top-notch sect in the world, mysterious and immeasurably strong.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Compared to my Heaven-Reaching Sect, the Flower God Sect is insignificant."

"Impossible?" Zhou Qingyu was incredulous.

Chu Zhiyuan chuckled: "You’ve seen too little; you only think the Flower God Sect is the highest, unaware there’s always a greater world beyond."

"A world beyond?"

"Yes, a world beyond," Chu Zhiyuan said: "My Heaven-Reaching Sect can freely enter and exit any layer of heaven; currently, this layer of heaven is Dan Yang Heaven."

Zhou Qingyu was half-convinced and half-doubtful.

Chu Zhiyuan, in a daze, felt like he returned to the past, with a similar scene.

Only the people in the scene had changed; Zhang Ji Yuan had become him, and he had become Zhou Qingyu.

How true life’s affairs are...

Thinking of this, he shook his head, laughing: "Come on, follow me and see."

Zhou Qingyu suddenly felt a blur in front of her eyes as if a stream of light flashed by, then the scene in front of her changed drastically.

She was already standing on the summit of a mountain.

A bright moon hung overhead, and not far from the foot of the mountain was a small town.