Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 964 - 960: Countermeasures

"Hold on, hold on!" Leng Yuqing hurriedly waved her hand, interrupting his motion to take out the Soul Suppressing Seal: "Are you saying this was taken from the Meng Family disciple?"

Leng Tieya nodded: "It should be the Meng Family."

"It’s not the Meng Family I’m thinking of, right?"

"It’s probably the Meng Family you’re thinking of."

"..." Leng Yuqing was silent, then suddenly gave him a fierce slap on the back: "You bastard!"

Leng Tieya quickly caught her wrist, preventing her from striking him further: "Big sister, what’s wrong with the Meng Family!"

Leng Yuqing struggled a few times and found that Leng Tieya’s strength had greatly increased; she couldn’t break free.

She curiously scrutinized Leng Tieya.

Leng Tieya smiled smugly: "Big sister, did you notice my cultivation has improved significantly?"

"What grade are you?"

"Third Grade," Leng Tieya replied with a smile.

Leng Yuqing snorted: "You’ve caught up with me, not bad!"

Leng Tieya said: "I’ve also caught up with second brother."

"Only Third Grade, and you’re so proud!" Leng Yuqing snorted, freed her wrist, and sat back at the table: "You, you’ve caused big trouble!"

"When I snatched it, I didn’t know he was a Meng Family disciple. Now that I know, it’s too late. I can’t bind myself and go to apologize, right? They absolutely won’t spare my life."

"Meng Family..."

Leng Yuqing chewed on those two words and finally stood up with a "thud," crossing the pavilion in two long strides and hurriedly left.

"Big sister..." Leng Tieya called out.

"Just wait!"

Leng Yuqing waved her hand back without turning her head.

In the blink of an eye, she exited the corridor over the lake, her slender figure disappearing into the forest path.

Leng Tieya stood in the small pavilion with his hands behind his back, gazing at the vast lake.

The lake reflected the blue sky and white clouds.

A gentle breeze blew through.

The fresh scent of the lake carried with it, expanding his lungs.

Before entering the mansion, he had carefully weighed his options and decided to confess like this.

His goal was to climb higher, attain enough height to grasp the core secrets of the Demon World and find ways to suppress it.

Also to seize the opportunity to enhance his insights, increase his cultivation significantly, and step into Spirit Venerable.

If he wanted to climb higher, the Leng Family was a great support.

Without the Leng Family’s help, struggling alone would consume too much time and energy and might not succeed.

Leveraging every available resource, using any means necessary, to climb higher, enhance cultivation and power, elevate status and renown.

——

Chu Liezhao and the other two had just returned to the Phoenix Imperial City from the Outer Realm Battlefield and hadn’t even entered the Prince Consort Mansion when they saw Fan Yuxuan at the city gate.

"Oh, Miss Fan!" Fu Zheng exclaimed in surprise.

Fan Yuxuan, wearing a veil covering her face, was still recognized by Fu Zheng at a glance.

Fan Yuxuan stood at the city gate with two Qingwu Sword Sect disciples.

Upon seeing him appear, Fan Yuxuan’s eyes brightened, and she floated over gracefully, clasping her fists: "Prince Consort."

Chu Liezhao nodded: "Miss Fan, why are you...?"

"Order to await the Prince Consort."

"... Elder Xu is too hasty, I won’t run away."

Fan Yuxuan said: "Everyone in our sect eagerly awaits the Prince Consort."

Initially, some within the sect were reluctant, believing the Divine Clan Martial Arts, which had been passed down for so many years, constituted the root of Qingwu Sword Sect and should not be revealed to outsiders.

But over these days, everyone changed their minds, thinking it would be worthwhile for the Prince Consort to study them and perhaps comprehend even more powerful martial arts.

Chu Liezhao slowly nodded: "Tomorrow then."

"Alright." Fan Yuxuan readily agreed.

She wished Chu Liezhao would depart immediately but forcibly restrained that desire.

Fu Zheng said: "Your Highness, since we’re back, shouldn’t we just go directly and not make them wait anxiously?"

She was eager to see Qingwu Sword Sect and their expressions.

The urgency of Qingwu Sword Sect was visible to the naked eye.

Li Yuzhen said softly: "Prince Consort has traveled so long, it’s better to rest for a night, which will be more beneficial for insights."

Fu Zheng tilted her head, thought: "Hmm... Makes sense, Your Highness?"

"Rest for a night."

"Alright," Fu Zheng agreed.

Chu Liezhao gave her a sideways glance.

This Fu Zheng, now she plays mind games as well, employing such small tactics seamlessly.

——

Leng Tieya stood with his hands behind his back, his sword-like brows gradually furrowed.

He beckoned.

Yu Chengde, standing at the lakeside in the distance, quickly leapt onto the lake surface, gliding like walking on flat ground, and floated into the pavilion, clasping his fists: "Young Master."

"Bring wine and dishes."

"Yes."

Yu Chengde agreed, leapt out of the pavilion, landed back on the lake, and sped away across the water.

Leng Tieya’s brows tightly knitted.

It had been an hour; why hadn’t Leng Yuqing returned?

He knew Leng Yuqing had gone to report to his father, Leng Dongge.

Leng Dongge was a Heavenly Demon First Grade, about to break through to the Great Sky Demon.

For the past two years, he had been in seclusion, and most matters in the mansion were managed by Leng Yuqing.

But when faced with significant matters, Leng Yuqing still goes to consult respectfully.

Leng Dongge’s seclusion chamber wasn’t far from here; it shouldn’t take an hour.

He refrained from activating Super Sense to avoid being detected for anomalies.

Now was the most important moment, the easiest time to be scrutinized, so he couldn’t be careless.

Yu Chengde’s actions were swift; soon, a group of beautiful maids appeared at the lakeside.

Each wore colorful clothing, holding black wooden trays in their left hands, gracing the corridor over the lake and entered the pavilion one after the other.

They slightly bowed, presented the dishes and fine wine, and then gracefully left.

Leng Tieya sat down to eat, drinking and eating heartily, his manner bold and exuberant, like a whirlwind.

While he was enjoying his meal, he suddenly heard footsteps and turned his head.

Leng Yuqing was coming lightly with a beautiful woman in dark green palace attire.

This beautiful woman had the appearance of a lotus, eyes like autumn water, gentle and graceful.

She was Tong Qiaoqiao, the mistress of Leng Mansion and the legitimate wife of Leng Dongge.

No matter his dislike for this mistress and cold feelings in his heart, Leng Tieya had to put down his glass and chopsticks at this moment, stand up and salute: "Madam."

Tong Qiaoqiao’s expressionless face slightly turned, her autumn water-like gaze swirling around him.

Her delicate brows gently furrowed, increasingly tightening.

Leng Yuqing said: "Madam, is there something amiss?"

Tong Qiaoqiao said lightly: "His original destiny of a violent death has been altered; it seems to be due to the Demon Artifact... As for the future, it’s rather obscure, likely also caused by the Breaking Space Demon Device."

Leng Yuqing asked: "Madam, is the Breaking Space Demon Device that powerful?"

"One of the strongest Demon Artifacts in the world," Tong Qiaoqiao said: "It can change the world, defy fate and destiny."

"Good lad!" Leng Yuqing praised as she looked at Leng Tieya.

Leng Tieya felt a chill in his heart.

This Tong Qiaoqiao was indeed peculiar, able to see through his defiance of destiny.

This defiance was clearly due to the Heavenly Transmigration Technique, which Tong Qiaoqiao mistook for the Breaking Space Demon Device.

Had it not been the Breaking Space Demon Device, would she have seen through the flaw?

What exactly was Tong Qiaoqiao practicing?

This mistress of Leng Mansion always led a secluded life, almost invisible, acting cool and detached, seemingly indifferent to everything.

Since Leng Tieya had entered the mansion, he had only seen her during family feasts annually, not at any other time.

Leng Yuqing said: "Madam, how should we handle the Meng Family?"

Tong Qiaoqiao shook her head: "He no longer has the destiny of a violent death; he can withstand this disaster."

"He can’t withstand it, right?" Leng Yuqing said: "If the Meng Family sends someone of First Grade, how could he resist?"

Tong Qiaoqiao said: "Let him go to Nine Marvels Pavilion once more, and contemplate the Leng Family’s secret teachings."

"Alright." Leng Yuqing nodded: "Nothing else?"

Tong Qiaoqiao said: "That’s enough."

She turned and left gracefully.

Leng Tieya saluted, feeling excited, with a smile on his face.

Nine Marvels Pavilion, the Leng Family’s secret treasure.

Nine Solutions of Heavenly Demon and Leng Family Nine Swords were both hidden there.