Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 1378 - 1374: Yielding Leadership

Li Hongzhao laughed, "I knew you would want to learn, so I specially learned it for you."

Chu Zhiyuan said, "That’s wonderful, I really didn’t expect..."

He hadn’t expected to obtain the Great Wilderness Text so easily.

Originally thought he would have to inquire here and there, first here, then the Profound Yin Palace, next the Heavenly Sword Sect, and then the Guanghan Palace.

The three clones also started moving, searching for clues together.

He speculated it would be fraught with difficulties and might not yield any results.

After all, the Cloud Stepping Leopard was intelligent, though it couldn’t communicate with others, yet it knew to spy.

With its power, it might have already seen the collections of many top sects.

Never did he expect to obtain the Great Wilderness Text so easily.

Li Hongzhao said, "You keep helping me, I can finally help you once."

"Let’s begin."

"Come on!"

...

Li Hongzhao’s teaching was extremely simple, first writing the characters, then explaining the meanings.

The Great Wilderness Text comprised a total of 7,655 characters, a quick stroke would depict a character, followed by a brief explanation, and Chu Zhiyuan would indicate understanding.

Chu Zhiyuan easily understood the Great Wilderness Text upon hearing it, comprehending it quickly.

While listening and comprehending, he also cross-referenced it with the Divine Language.

The Great Wilderness Text had no relation to the Divine Language.

Two entirely different writing systems, the uniqueness of the Divine Language remained unmatched.

The Great Wilderness Text, unlike any other scripts he had seen, bore no resemblance.

It did not originate from pictograms or logograms, its pronunciation was strange, hard to articulate, and sounded odd.

He was very curious about how this extraordinary individual obtained the Great Wilderness Text.

Is there still a legacy of the Great Wilderness?

What kind of legacy is it, is it passed down by Divine Beasts?

Phoenix and Sky Dragon, believed to be from the Divine Race era, appeared to precede the Divine Race.

...

Zhu Lingyun wanted to open a Light Gate to return to that vast palace.

Found unable to pass through.

A layer of mist blocked the palace, preventing passage.

He didn’t force his way through.

Nor did he rush to find the Cloud Stepping Leopard, instead choosing to settle down and cultivate within Wanxiang Cliff.

Cultivating, transcribing the Great Wilderness Text from the booklet and stone tablet.

Contemplating its meanings.

This was the cultivation path of the Cloud Stepping Leopard’s lineage.

Understanding its meaning proved futile.

Without the bloodline, attempting this cultivation is suicidal.

However, through this Cultivation Secret Technique, he glimpsed ways of power accumulation.

Deepening his understanding of bloodlines.

Especially benefitting Chu Liezhao and crucial for comprehending the Heavenly Dragon Introduction.

After examining the Cloud Stepping Leopard’s cultivation path, he gained deeper insights into the Heavenly Dragon Introduction.

When activating it again, the Golden Dragon in the Void became more agile, the Golden Light began to concentrate.

This equated to bloodline evolution.

...

Chu Zhiyuan returned to Glazed Heaven, cultivating the Taihao Jade Void Scripture with the two women.

After cultivation, he first returned to the Heaven-Reaching Sect for a rest and took a Spirit Pill.

Meanwhile, Zhu Lingyun appeared in Dan Yang Heaven, standing beneath that ancient tree.

His palm pressed against the tree.

The other hand was ready at any moment to draw a Light Gate to escape, carrying the Dragon Soaring Bell.

Chu Liezhao had given him the Dragon Soaring Bell for protection, preparing to fend off attacks from the Crystal Rose.

After placing his left hand on the tree, through the perspective and memory of the tree, he saw what happened previously.

Also saw the current state of the Flower God Sect.

The valley had been tidied, no longer a mess, yet the desolation couldn’t be erased.

The valley felt empty.

The disciples of the Flower God Sect walked gently, speaking softly, fearing loud sounds might alarm others.

Zhu Lingyun was indifferent to their lifeless state, instead feeling satisfied.

He cared about the Sect Hierarch of the Flower God Sect and the life and death of those few Elders.

And the scene when the Sect Hierarch activated the Crystal Rose.

After the white light, the void rippled, then turned calm.

The entire valley had become utterly silent, everything halted abruptly.

The nine high platforms had collapsed, Zhou Tianji and others never appeared again, having truly perished.

Even the Sect Hierarch wielding Strange Flowers, when the flowers shone brightly, was suddenly frozen, then his body slowly etherealized, gradually emitting light.

Finally transforming into scattered starlight, slowly fading into the air.

Seeing this, Zhu Lingyun shook his head.

Chu Zhiyuan also shook his head.

This was not surprising.

Considering the power of the Crystal Rose, one could foresee the Sect Hierarch’s fate.

Comparable to a Spirit Venerable’s strike, and the Flower God Sect’s Sect Hierarch was not a Spirit Venerable, naturally unable to withstand the spread of power.

Clearly, the Strange Flowers did not spare him because of the Riding Messenger, killing the messenger along with him.

Zhu Lingyun speculated that the Flower God Sect’s Sect Hierarch likely thought a Spirit Venerable was attacking.

Despite his strong desire to kill the Sect Hierarch, he admired the Sect Hierarch for sacrificing himself to protect the Flower God Sect under such circumstances.

Such selfless sacrifice is indeed rare, as everyone fears death, and the more profound the cultivation, the more one desires to avoid death.

The more one wishes to take their final step to achieve Spirit Venerable status, enjoying a prolonged lifespan.

Zhu Lingyun continued rifling through the ancient tree’s memories.

Amidst the white light, people gradually awakened, cries of suffering erupted one after another.

Several elders stepped forward, directing disciples to either rescue or clean up.

They were confident that after the Strange Flowers activated and the Sect Hierarch’s sacrifice, no enemies could survive.

Four elders appeared in the central hall.

They came to the center of the hall and saw the Purple Lacquer Box, their expressions grave.

No trace of the Sect Hierarch was visible in the hall, as if he had never existed.

Only the Purple Lacquer Box, the vessel for storing the treasured Divine Flower.

Only the Sect Hierarch could open it.

But the opening of the Divine Flower also meant the Sect Hierarch’s demise.

"Alas... the Sect Hierarch, he..." a purple-faced old elder sighed slowly.

The other three elders nodded.

The Sect Hierarch was gone with no return.

Perhaps returning to the Flower God Domain, or perhaps truly disappearing from existence.

They surrounded the Purple Lacquer Box in silence until an hour passed.

Within the Purple Lacquer Box, suddenly appeared a white light, then the light concentrated, forming a White Jade Rose.

The White Jade Rose flickered slightly, gradually returning to calm, the blossom was white jade, the stem jade, the leaves yellow jade, appearing normal.

Yet they watched with terrified hearts.

This was the entity that destroyed the Sect Hierarch.

Despite its ordinary appearance, its power was too astounding for them to treat it normally.

"Senior Brother, you take it." one round-faced elder said solemnly.

The purple-faced old elder shook his head, "I’m not suitable, I can’t bear this burden!"

"Senior Brother, you are the leader!"

"Fifth Junior Brother, among us, you are the cleverest, you should become the Sect Hierarch."

"I’m not up for it either." The round-faced elder shook his head, "Leaving aside my insufficient cultivation, my prestige is also lacking."

He turned to look at the other two elders.

They were silent.

The round-faced elder said, "Third Senior Brother, Fourth Senior Brother, what do you say?"

"Senior Brother, you should take it." the two exchanged glances, then looked at the purple-faced elder.

The purple-faced elder shook his head, simply staring at the White Jade Rose.

The other three exchanged glances.

They knew their senior brother’s thoughts, but at this point, there was no choice.

The second generation’s elite had nearly perished, leaving only these old fellows standing.

Among the four, only the senior brother had enough prestige, during this unsettling period, only he could assume the role of Sect Hierarch.