Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 947 - 943: Ambush
Chu Zhiyuan smiled but said nothing.
He was careful in his actions, but it seemed he was a bit less cautious than Xu Yuhuo.
After leaving the Prince Consort Mansion, the group headed straight out of the city.
Once out of the East City Gate, they drifted eastward.
The presence of these Qingwu Sword Sect elites added to their momentum but also slowed them down.
Chu Zhiyuan wasn’t in a hurry.
He was contemplating the Divine Treasure of the Qingwu Sword Sect and what their Divine Clan Martial Arts might be.
It should also be a set of swordsmanship.
His interest in swordsmanship wasn’t very strong.
Pure swordsmanship is not the ultimate method, although it does include mental methods that can advance the Martial Arts Realm.
But ultimately, it’s just auxiliary to swordsmanship, incidentally enhancing the Cultivation Realm, not a pure Inner Cultivation Method.
Yet he also pondered whether Divine Clan Martial Arts have no ultimate method, only used as needed.
If this were the case, then he wouldn’t need to pursue it continuously.
This was just a sudden thought and required validation.
He suddenly looked up and glanced around.
Three miles away, two forces of Demon Clan elites were lurking nearby, ready to stir.
He didn’t rush to point them out, wanting to see the quality of the Qingwu Sword Sect elites.
Xu Yuhuo noticed he was no longer lost in thought and chimed in with a smile, "Prince Consort, when will the Princess emerge?"
Chu Zhiyuan replied with a smile, "Her... she’s in a great state; it won’t be soon."
Xu Yuhuo said, "The Phoenix Bloodline of the Princess is indeed the hope of our Human Race."
Chu Zhiyuan replied, "The Demon Clan and Demon Clan are strong, but won’t pose a major threat anytime soon."
"It’s fine for now, but as the Demon Clan and Demon Clan grow stronger, it’s a concern, especially since the Demon Clan can easily enter our Grotto Heaven, and that’s very troublesome."
"Hmm, it is indeed a hassle."
"Fortunately, Prince Consort, you mastered the White Cloud Map, so we can also enter the Demon Realm."
"Entering the Demon Realm seems fascinating but is actually dangerous." Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.
He recounted his experience of entering the Demon Realm, making Xu Yuhuo frown deeply.
She sighed and said, "I thought the Phoenix Sword Sect gained a big advantage, but it turned out to be empty joy."
Chu Zhiyuan chuckled.
Xu Yuhuo furrowed her brows lightly and asked, "So, we shouldn’t go to the Demon Realm?"
Chu Zhiyuan said, "The premise is to be prepared to sacrifice, like those Demon Clan elites who ventured into the Grotto Heaven; how many survived?"
Initially caught off guard, the Demon Clan could easily succeed in their ambushes, but now all sects are prepared, and top Venerables patrol the Grotto Heaven.
Plus, with treasures like the Spiritual Rhinoceros Pearl and Heart Communication Pearl, Demon Clan elites are pursued and killed after attacking, many have died.
Xu Yuhuo shook her head, "It hasn’t come to that yet, not worth it."
Chu Zhiyuan nodded.
As they spoke, they continued walking forward, covering two miles.
Fu Zheng, who had been silent, suddenly turned to look at Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled.
Fu Zheng, after cultivating the Moon Soul Sword Scripture, had become increasingly keen in perception.
Someone in the crowd whispered, "There’s an ambush!"
Though the voice was low, everyone heard it clearly.
Chu Zhiyuan glanced at the middle-aged man.
His appearance was slender and unremarkable, standing in the crowd without attracting attention.
His eyes were slightly squinted, looking quasi-sleepy, yet the gaze from his narrowed eyes was clear and burning.
Xu Yuhuo said, "Prince Consort, someone is indeed up to mischief."
Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile, "Is it one of the Four Great Sects or demons?"
Xu Yuhuo looked at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man said softly, "It’s the Demon Clan elite."
Chu Zhiyuan nodded.
The Four Great Sects certainly do not lack remarkable individuals.
The two forces of Demon Clan elites excelled in hiding, but while in the Human World, their ability to obscure their aura was weakened, unlike on the Outer Realm Battlefield.
Xu Yuhuo snorted, "If it’s indeed little demon bastards, then let’s kill them."
She looked at the middle-aged man and several others, "Junior Brother Guan, finish it quickly."
"Yes."
Replying in unison, the middle-aged man led six elites rushing out.
Chu Zhiyuan and others flew sideways to the peak of the mountain on the right.
Standing atop the mountain, they overlooked the scene opposite, seeing seven Qingwu Sword Sect elites charging into the woods on the left side of the road.
Soon, the air was filled with dull noises and the clangor of swords and blades.
The dull noises and sounds of swords clashing were incessant, and the two sides in battle moved from the woods to the road.
The fight was extremely brutal.
All seven Qingwu Sword Sect elites were injured, while the twelve Demon Clan elites held the advantage.
Chu Zhiyuan turned to Fu Zheng, "Xiao Zheng, go help."
"Okay!" Fu Zheng replied crisply.
Her sword left its sheath, turning into a green mist, and she flashed into the fray, weaving through the crowd.
When she reappeared, she had crossed the battlefield, standing on the opposite side, gracefully returning her sword to its scabbard.
"Uh..."
"This..."
The twelve Demon Clan elites froze, glaring at Fu Zheng with faces full of unwillingness.
Fu Zheng’s figure flashed again and quickly appeared beside Chu Zhiyuan, saying with a smile, "Your Highness, mission accomplished."
Chu Zhiyuan gestured with his hand.
"Miss Fu, what remarkable swordsmanship!" Xu Yuhuo exclaimed in admiration at Fu Zheng.
Among them were Venerables, yet they couldn’t quickly subdue those Demon Clan elites.
This Prince Consort’s personal guard, Fu Zheng, unexpectedly dispatched them in one stroke.
Is the disparity in strength really so vast?
Although Fu Zheng only had cultivation of the Third Transition, she exerted such astonishing power.
Such swordsmanship is truly remarkable.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "She employed cunning techniques, the sect’s adept distraction allowed her to strike unexpectedly."
Xu Yuhuo said, "That’s already very impressive."
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head with a smile.
"Oh?" Xu Yuhuo noticed the injured seven elites dash toward the woods on the other side.
Xu Yuhuo furrowed her brow, "Hopefully it isn’t the Phoenix Sword Sect!"
Chu Zhiyuan remained silent.
He knew it wasn’t the Phoenix Sword Sect but didn’t point it out, fearing Xu Yuhuo might see it as favoritism.
Through engagement with the Three Sects, he realized clearly.
Among the Four Great Sects, there’s no need to choose sides, maintaining good relations with all four is best.
As Li Miaotan’s Prince Consort, his position is transcendental, giving him sufficient confidence not to meddle in their enmities.
Xu Yuhuo turned to look at Fan Yuxuan and the others.
Fan Yuxuan said, "Master Uncle, we should go help as well!"
"Hmm, go ahead," Xu Yuhuo said, "Be careful."
"Yes." Fan Yuxuan replied solemnly.
She led the remaining elites and charged toward the fight.
Chu Zhiyuan pondered quietly.
Fan Yuxuan seemed to have no posture of the Miss of the Marquis Mansion in front of Xu Yuhuo.
Apparently, in Fan Yuxuan’s eyes, Elder Xu held great authority.
Fu Zheng was eager to move.
Yet Chu Zhiyuan didn’t send her out again.
To strike repeatedly would be to underestimate the Qingwu Sword Sect, not only unappreciated, but blamed instead.
A quarter-hour later, the Demon Clan elites on the opposing side fled into the woods and vanished.
Fan Yuxuan and the others returned.
Xu Yuhuo uttered words of gratitude and looked at the middle-aged man, "Junior Brother Guan, how was their strength?"
"Far stronger than anticipated," the middle-aged man said solemnly, "they likely intended a dual ambush to annihilate us thoroughly."
Xu Yuhuo said, "Seems like they didn’t know Prince Consort was here."
The middle-aged man nodded slowly.
They targeted only the Qingwu Sword Sect elites.
If the Demon Clan knew the Twelfth Prince Consort was present, they would certainly dispatch more top-notch elites.
Might even cancel this operation.
The Prince Consort’s ability to kill far exceeds his realm, instilling terror in both Demon Clan and Demon Clan.
Chu Zhiyuan deciphered Xu Yuhuo’s thoughts, calmly saying, "Your four sects’ conflicts shouldn’t involve conspiring with Demon Clan or Demon Clan for assassination, right?"
Xu Yuhuo said, "Prince Consort, we wouldn’t, but can’t be sure the other three sects wouldn’t either."
Chu Zhiyuan smiled but said nothing, suggesting they continue their journey.
Another ten miles further, they encountered another group of Demon Clan elites again.
Chu Zhiyuan was quietly puzzled.
