Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 904 - 900: Ice Jade

She met Zhuang Juyue’s curious gaze, her expression bewildered, not knowing what she had comprehended.

Zhuang Juyue quickly asked, "Qingyuan, how is it?"

Lu Qingyuan frowned slightly, pondering, and said, "Dean, I don’t know either."

She turned to Chu Zhiyuan: "Prince Consort, what is that? ... Those curves are...?"

"They are the portals of heaven and earth," Chu Zhiyuan said. "By channeling True Yuan along those curves, you can open the portals of heaven and earth."

Lu Qingyuan suddenly had an epiphany and whispered, "Can I open it now?"

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

Lu Qingyuan closed her bright eyes, channeled True Yuan, lifted her delicate jade hands, and began to draw arcs.

Her pale palms traced arcs in the air, and then a black dot appeared.

The moment the black dot appeared, she was startled and stopped her hands.

The black dot vanished.

"What is this...?" Zhuang Juyue looked at Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

"This is the portal?" Lu Qingyuan asked.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Continue."

Lu Qingyuan’s delicate jade hands drew arcs again, one arc after another.

As the arcs in the air increased, a small black dot appeared once more.

Her hands did not stop, continuing to trace the arcs.

The black dot rapidly expanded, from a spot of ink to the size of a jujube seed, then the size of an apricot, a peach, an apple, and finally a watermelon.

Eventually, it became a door.

A Light Gate wide enough for one person to pass through.

The Light Gate was crystal clear, with a shimmering brilliance, surrounded by a black edge.

"This..."

Zhuang Juyue was astonished.

Her bright eyes fixed on the Light Gate, revealing an eager expression.

A strong urge arose within her to go in and take a look.

Fu Zheng exclaimed in amazement, "Is this the portal? The portal leading to the Demon Realm?"

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

"It’s truly marvelous, such a distant Demon Realm, separated only by a single door," Fu Zheng sighed. "I really want to go in and see."

Chu Zhiyuan said, "As long as you’re not afraid of losing your life, feel free to go in."

Fu Zheng replied, "It might not be that dangerous, right? Maybe it leads to a place in the Demon Realm without any Demon Clan experts."

Chu Zhiyuan said, "But it could also lead to a place where experts gather."

"...True," Fu Zheng conceded.

Lu Qingyuan stared blankly at the Light Gate two meters away.

The Light Gate shimmered, extraordinarily magnificent.

The flowing light cast ever-changing reflections on her beautiful face.

At that moment, the Light Gate suddenly brightened.

A tall, robust figure appeared, stepping out of the Light Gate, standing in front of the four of them.

He was as tall as an iron tower, with dark skin covered faintly by patterns.

These patterns were peculiar, twisting and changing with his movements, as if alive, with life force.

His thick eyebrows were like brooms, eyes like copper rings, lion nose, wide mouth, extraordinarily robust.

His gaze swept over them like a cold electric glare, then he frowned: "Human Race?!"

He waved his hands.

Two lion phantoms appeared out of thin air, one charging at Lu Qingyuan, the other at Chu Zhiyuan.

The roar of lions faintly echoed in the void, deafening, as if the world before them was shaking and twisting.

"Hmph." Chu Zhiyuan snorted lightly.

Like the sound of jade cymbals resounding, the shaking void immediately calmed.

Chu Zhiyuan’s voice echoed in Lu Qingyuan’s ear: "Withdraw the True Yuan."

Lu Qingyuan, involuntarily compliant, stopped channeling her True Yuan.

The Light Gate shook, then rapidly shrank, finally turning into a small black dot and vanishing into thin air.

Chu Zhiyuan stepped in front of Lu Qingyuan and thrust his palms out.

Two hand seals appeared in the void, ordinary hand seals, the size of one’s palm, with dragons playing with a pearl in their centers.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The two hand seals shattered the lion phantoms, then merged in the air, turned and struck the robust man’s back.

The man was sent flying, spraying a blood arrow in the air, mixed with bits of flesh.

The power of the Heavenly Dragon Divine Palm grew more astonishing.

The man flew three zhang in the air, finally crashing into the wall of the grand hall.

"Bang!"

The grand hall shuddered with the impact.

The man slumped limply at the base of the wall, his body soft as mud.

Chu Zhiyuan formed seals with his hands, chanting a spell, a golden net appeared, sinking into the man’s skin.

His eyes widened in anger, disbelief.

Unable to accept that the Human Race had become so strong.

Chu Zhiyuan turned to look at Zhuang Juyue.

Zhuang Juyue had already reacted, her green robe billowing, already channeling True Yuan.

Fu Zheng looked eagerly at the robust man.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Master Zhuang, shall we inquire about the situation over there?"

"That would be best," Zhuang Juyue quickly said.

Fu Zheng quickly said, "Your Highness, let me do it."

Chu Zhiyuan looked at her.

Fu Zheng quickly said, "I learned the Interrogation Technique, it’s no problem, leave it to me."

Chu Zhiyuan looked at Lu Qingyuan: "You go with Qingyuan."

"Alright." Fu Zheng quickly nodded repeatedly, "I’ll find a place, so as not to offend Your Highness’ eyes."

Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand.

Fu Zheng grabbed the man’s belt, as if lifting a piece of wood, and carried him out.

Zhuang Juyue quickly said, "Prince Consort, I’ll go have a look."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

Zhuang Juyue lightly followed out.

Chu Zhiyuan didn’t use Super Sensing Illumination, recalling the situation when the robust man appeared.

This portal, as expected, could be reversed as he had speculated.

Could this become a trap?

If the portal could be kept open, would it lure more experts from the Demon Realm to come through?

If it weren’t for the instinctive sense of danger this time, not daring to venture over, and having a Flying Knife explore first, it might have been regarded as a fortunate encounter, as a Grotto Heaven.

Experts in the Demon Realm would probably think the same, seeing a suddenly appearing portal as a fortunate encounter, as a Grotto Heaven.

The result is, upon entering, they find themselves in the Human World.

He pondered for a moment, moving his hands in circular motions.

Moments later, a black dot appeared, rapidly expanding into a Light Gate.

A phantom suddenly emerged from the Light Gate; it was a faintly visible small knife.

The small knife, after emerging from the Light Gate, swiftly shot towards Chu Zhiyuan, directly darting into his sleeve.

Another small knife flew up, transforming into a shadow, darting into the Light Gate, disappearing unseen.

The first Flying Knife, Chu Zhiyuan regarded merely as a brick for drawing out jade, a sacrificial piece.

The outcome was no sacrifice; it was still intact, its risk far less than he had imagined.

Thus he replaced it with another Flying Knife, one infused with more Sword Spirit.

After the Flying Knife went in, the Light Gate again became a small black dot, then vanished into the void.

Even though the portal disappeared, the mental connection between the Flying Knife and him remained unbroken.

Judging by the results transmitted from the Flying Knife, the portal’s location was atop a snowy peak.

At the summit of the large snowy mountain, a group of robust men were digging ice blocks.

With pitch-black hoes, they fiercely chipped away at the crystal-clear ice blocks.

The previously restrained robust man was among them.

Each of them possessed Martial Arts of the Venerable Realm, yet the ice blocks they excavated were extraordinarily hard, so much that, despite their profound cultivation, extracting them remained extremely challenging.

The pitch-black hoe made just a shallow mark.

The power of a Venerable was of no use before this stalwart ice.

The Flying Knife hid in the void, observing the ice, observing these robust Demon Clan experts.

The patterns painted on them differed, some dense, some sparse.

It was clear that the more densely embroidered the patterns, the stronger the cultivation.

"Your Highness." Fu Zheng and Lu Qingyuan ran over excitedly, "We’re about to have a fortuitous encounter!"

Chu Zhiyuan cast a curious gaze.

Fu Zheng couldn’t help but beam, "Our portal leads to Guanghan Peak, and the ice jade on top is an excellent aid for cultivation."

Chu Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow, "Ice jade?"

Lu Qingyuan said, "It’s said to be a combination of Ice Marrow and Jade Marrow, formed after transformations of heaven and earth, which can accelerate True Yuan rotation and improve cultivation efficiency."

Chu Zhiyuan slowly nodded.