Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 379 - 376: Variables

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Chu Zhiyuan’s footsteps suddenly stopped, and he turned his head to look over.

Li Hongzhao’s smile was as radiant as a blooming flower.

Chu Zhiyuan snorted, "Spreading empty rumors, why bother to pay attention?"

"Is it really just a rumor?" Li Hongzhao said with a teasing smile, "It might not just be a rumor, right?"

Chu Zhiyuan frowned and stared at her.

Li Hongzhao said, "That night, I was just on the rooftop drinking and admiring the moon."

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, "Such a cold night, and you were admiring the moon, you must have really been in the mood."

Li Hongzhao said, "Life is boring, you always have to find some fun for yourself."

Chu Zhiyuan said lightly, "You’re too idle, look at those busy people in the city, you should learn from them."

"Aren’t you the same?" Li Hongzhao retorted resentfully, "They’re just unlucky to be born under a bad star, so they have to toil endlessly."

Chu Zhiyuan said, "I’m different from you, I’ve been practicing hard all along, while you’re too leisure, why don’t you practice your swordsmanship more, it’s too poor."

He knew that the Phoenix Cry Nine Heavens Technique’s progress relied on setbacks and hardships, hard cultivation was useless.

He himself was her grinding stone, constantly helping her to improve.

If he wanted to stop her from succeeding, actually it would be easy, just speak nicely to her, coax her, don’t oppose her, don’t discourage her.

But he really couldn’t do it.

If he really did so, it would disrupt his own mindset and affect his own cultivation.

The Phoenix Cry Nine Heavens Technique was not unbeatable either.

Continuously accumulating blows until eventually, she would collapse, forming a psychological shadow of him.

That was his perfect plan.

So whenever he had the chance, he would strike her fiercely, make her feel frustrated and angry.

This kind of frustration and anger accumulated over time, one day the quantity would transform into quality.

By then, Li Hongzhao would no longer be so complacent, she won’t even be able to cry.

"My swordsmanship is poor?" Li Hongzhao snorted discontentedly, "My Phoenix Sword Technique is already well-mastered!"

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, "Then why not practice other sword techniques, absorb all that’s good."

"I’m not like you," Li Hongzhao said proudly as she looked at him, "Anyway, I did see some things that night."

Chu Zhiyuan walked back to the small pavilion, sat down opposite her again, and leisurely said, "Tell me, what exactly did you see?"

Li Hongzhao snorted, "The so-called Great Grandmaster assassination is nothing but baseless talk."

"Without a Great Grandmaster, who was Mr. Zhu chasing then?"

"Just putting on a show."

"... I see." Chu Zhiyuan couldn’t help but shake his head.

Their actions were decisive, but the method was too crude.

At least find a Great Grandmaster to play a role, even have Great Grandmaster Mo pretend to be an assassin.

With Great Grandmaster’s Qinggong, Great Grandmaster Mo could be drinking elsewhere and then come back any time, play an assassin, and then go back, without leaving any flaw.

Li Hongzhao snorted, "Saying there’s an assassin at the Four Directions Pavilion, isn’t it saying your Da Jing is incompetent?"

Chu Zhiyuan glanced at her sideways.

Li Hongzhao laughed, "They’re definitely going to blame you for it, are you going to just take it and obediently marry the Eighteenth Princess?"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled faintly, "Then what should I do?"

"Naturally, you should break their perfect plan, isn’t it infuriating?"

"Then how to sabotage it?"

"Do I need to teach you this?" Li Hongzhao glanced at him sideways, "Reveal their deceitful acts, that’s all."

"Can you testify?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.

Li Hongzhao smiled sweetly, "I just might."

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, "But her face is indeed destroyed, that’s not fake."

Li Hongzhao snorted, "Seeing her injured and face like that, you feel soft-hearted? Hehe, Chu Zhiyuan, you can still pity the flowers?"

She giggled twice, full of sarcasm.

Chu Zhiyuan grumbled, "Regardless of whether it’s true or false, as long as her injury is real, everyone knows you don’t want our Da Jing to marry Da Zhen, hoping to sabotage it, ... was the Great Grandmaster sent by you, where’s Mr. Su?"

Li Hongzhao suddenly widened her bright eyes, pointing at Chu Zhiyuan, "You..."

Chu Zhiyuan said, "If there are rumors in the city that they are deceiving people, then there will be rumors that your Da Meng sent a Great Grandmaster to assassinate the princess."

"...Chu Zhiyuan, you’re really despicable."

"Not as despicable as you."

"I saw it with my own eyes."

"Eyes can deceive too, maybe you were drunk and your eyes were blurry."

"...Get lost!"

"Alright, then farewell."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled, clasped his hands in respect, and walked away briskly.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Inside the Da Meng Pavilion came a series of dull thuds.

Chu Zhiyuan Insighted Li Hongzhao kicking the stone stool where he had just sat.

The stone stool flew into the air, kicked again and again by her.

Chu Zhiyuan chuckled.

She was venting her anger on the stone stool, kicking it as if it was him.

——

He returned to the Listening Wave Courtyard and personally wrote a letter of apology, but did not rush to send it up.

When news came from the Four Directions Pavilion that the Eighteenth Princess had committed suicide.

Then he asked Bai Ningshuang to help pass the letter up.

He felt that the remaining matters should be able to settle down.

...

That evening, he took two Phoenix Blood Pills and practiced the Dragon Transformation Technique for a while.

Then he turned to the Glazed Blade Scripture.

The long blade in the silver sheath could already be drawn out halfway, and the Sword Intent he could withstand was getting stronger.

The Sword Intent emitted from this blade grew stronger, and his own Sword Intent also rapidly strengthened.

Alongside this change, the two small Sword Gangs within the Heavenly Pond Acupoint were undergoing a qualitative change.

The Sword Gang was already coated in a layer of silver light.

This layer of silver light made the small sword more and more solid, increasingly resembling a real sword.

The faint silver Sword Gang’s damage to the copper building grew stronger.

But the copper building was too thick and too big, it still took a long time to completely destroy it.

He was sitting on the couch when he suddenly turned his head to look out the window.

Zhu Caifu’s beautiful face appeared outside the window.

She stood prettily by a peach tree.

The peach blossoms all over the tree complemented her beautiful face.

Chu Zhiyuan frowned, cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Zhu, please come in."

Zhu Caifu flashed, appeared inside the room, looking around curiously.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Did something happen?"

"There’s trouble!" Zhu Caifu said, "The Emperor of Da Jing sent a Spirit Pill."

Chu Zhiyuan’s face slightly changed, "Can it erase scars?"

"Yes." Zhu Caifu nodded solemnly.

Chu Zhiyuan was indeed extremely clever.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "The scar has already been erased?"

"Your Huang Steward personally brought the Spirit Pill, watched Miaozhen take it." Zhu Caifu said helplessly, "Said it was a life-saving Spirit Pill, after all, Miaozhen was injured from attempting suicide."

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Didn’t find an excuse to delay?"

"What excuse to delay?" Zhu Caifu said, "Originally didn’t even think the scars could be erased."

She had great confidence in her strange poison, which was gained through a fortuitous encounter, impossible to have an antidote.

Yet it was solved by this Spirit Pill, truly unexpected.

"...Who else saw this?"

"Aside from Huang Cheng, no one else."

"...That’s good."

Zhu Caifu blinked, looked at him puzzled, "Is Huang Cheng your man?"

Chu Zhiyuan chuckled, "He’s a Great Grandmaster, how could he be mine? If the Imperial Grandfather knows, then let him know, it’s fine." fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Zhu Caifu was even more puzzled.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Absolutely don’t let others know, including the people around Your Highness, even those you trust most can’t know."

"Miaozhen’s close maid doesn’t know."

"That’s good." Chu Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief, "The scar must continue to exist."

"Naturally." Zhu Caifu hurriedly said.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Just pretend nothing happened."

"But the Da Jing Emperor must know."

"It’s alright." Chu Zhiyuan said, "I’ve already submitted the letter of apology, there will be a result in a few days."

"Really not a problem?"

"If there’s a variable then deal with it, it’s not too late." Chu Zhiyuan laughed, "As long as the two of us work together, we can break this marriage."

"I hope so." Zhu Caifu shook her head, "Really not a problem?"

She was very uneasy.

This time nearly scared her to death, her heart almost jumped out.

Too thrilling and exciting, more stimulating than a life and death struggle.

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