Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 54 - 52 Demanding Back
54: Chapter 52: Demanding Back
54 -52: Demanding Back
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The exit of Xinghua Lane is Phoenix Avenue, and on the other side of the avenue stands the majestic Baosheng Building.
Baosheng Building has triple eaves, about ten zhang high, with wine flags hanging higher than the tavern, fluttering in the wind.
On the third floor of Baosheng Building, three women are gathered at the window, overlooking the situation in Xinghua Lane.
“Someone is indeed tracking us!” Wen Qianqian’s pretty round face is full of wonder: “Senior Sister, is there really someone daring to harm the Princely Heir?”
Xu Mengyu lightly furrows her dark eyebrows, her expression heavy: “Such audacity, there aren’t many who dare to do this, is it one of the Great Evil Sects?”
“Senior Sister Xu, which Evil Sect?” Wen Qianqian says: “Quickly tell me which Evil Sect is so bold?”
“The ones I can think of are just those few,” Xu Mengyu furrows her brows: “Lingxu Sect, Secret Shadow Sect, Yuding Sect, Fearless Sect, among others, they have Great Grandmasters, quite troublesome.”
“No matter how powerful they are, entering Yujing is courting death!”
“But they are not afraid of death.” Xu Mengyu shakes her head: “Like Fearless Sect, they consider dying in battle as glory, the fundamental means for the soul to be eternal.” ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
Her pure face is covered with a layer of heaviness.
The mere mention of Fearless Sect sends a chill through her heart.
Many experts from the Military Suppression Department have fallen to the Fearless Sect, being dragged to perish together by the sect’s demons.
Fearless Sect’s demons believe that dying in battle ensures the eternal immortality of their souls, living eternally, but the experts from the Military Suppression Department do not have such luck.
“Senior Sister Xu, have you ever encountered demons from Fearless Sect?”
“…
Once.” Xu Mengyu’s alabaster-like face tightens, dark and gloomy.
The terrifying memories of the past hit her once again, making her breath quicken, her blood begin to boil, and her shell-like teeth unknowingly biting into her crimson lips, oozing blood.
“It’s starting.” Huang Shiron suddenly said.
The two women have been staring over there, their spirits lifting, as they see Chu Zhiyuan stop, allowing the Grandmasters from the Military Suppression Department to leap forward.
Behind Chu Zhiyuan are Feng Xi, Zou Fang, and Guo Chi, three Grandmasters.
Three Grandmasters in front, two Grandmasters behind, trapping the three dark-skinned middle-aged Grandmasters in the center.
Chu Zhiyuan has already left fifty meters away, surrounded by four house guards, looking this way from a corner in the small alley.
The three dark-skinned middle-aged men exchange glances, their eyes passing over Feng Xi, Guo Chi, and Zou Fang, looking at Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan said: “Who are you three, esteemed ones?”
There is still no intense killing intent.
These three, being Grandmasters, cannot hide their intent even if they try to conceal it from the Super Sense.
They originally weren’t intending to kill him, were they attempting to capture him?
“How did the Princely Heir discover us?” one of the dark-skinned middle-aged men asked grimly.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled: “Five against three, the three of you don’t have much of a chance, do you?”
“They are not our opponents.” The dark-skinned middle-aged man said.
“Experts from the Military Suppression Department are on their way, even Grandmasters from the Grandmaster Mansion will come over.
If you leave now, there is still hope.”
“Why bluster, Princely Heir, is that all you’ve got?” the dark-skinned middle-aged man laughed: “Originally, we wanted to see the Princely Heir’s skills, but alas, we bid you farewell.”
They exchange another glance, their gray robes suddenly billowing, then they swiftly flip over the wall, sweeping away into the distance.
“Princely Heir?” Feng Xi looks at him.
Chu Zhiyuan nods: “Better safe than sorry, it’s okay if they get away.”
“Yes.” Feng Xi responds.
His figure suddenly becomes blurry, as if submerged in water, real yet illusionary, disappearing down the alley in the blink of an eye, catching up with the three men in the distance.
“That’s it?” Wen Qianqian turns to Huang Shiron and Xu Mengyu, dissatisfied: “What an anticlimactic ending, they didn’t even fight!”
She had expected a fierce battle, a clash of Grandmasters.
Then to see how Chu Zhiyuan would defend himself against the Grandmasters’ attack, it must have been quite thrilling.
But it turned out to be nothing like she imagined, they didn’t fight, merely exchanged some probing words and it ended hastily.
Now both sides have separated, and there’s no exciting show to watch at all.
This left her extremely disappointed.
Xu Mengyu said: “The Fourth Prince handles matters very prudently.”
Wen Qianqian disagreed: “Not eliminating the danger completely, just scaring them off, is that called prudence?”
“If a fight really broke out, who knows if it would harm him?” Xu Mengyu said: “What if those three are from Fearless Sect?
They would definitely take the Princely Heir down with them.”
Wen Qianqian opened her red lips, sighed unwillingly.
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Chu Zhiyuan clasped his hands in thanks to the two Grandmasters from the Military Suppression Department, then looked up toward Baosheng Building, smiling and clasping his hands again.
His gaze seemed to pierce through a hundred meters, meeting Huang Shiron at the window.
Huang Shiron pursed her lips in a radiant smile, nodding with clasped hands.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled, turned, and left.
“Did he see us?” Wen Qianqian exclaimed: “So keen.”
“This Fourth Prince is indeed remarkable.” Xu Mengyu said softly.
Huang Shiron smiled.
Is that considered keen?
If they knew just how keen his perception really was, they would understand the true extent of sharpness.
She made a gesture at the window.
Two tracking experts from the Military Suppression Department, hidden in the bustling crowd, clasped their hands and vanished into the crowd.
Her gaze went into the distance; the three dark-skinned middle-aged Grandmasters were already out of sight.
Her bright eyes glimmered, looking even farther.
She trusted they wouldn’t escape the department’s tracking experts.
But who exactly are they?
If it’s the Yuding Sect, it would be troublesome, but it doesn’t seem like them, their eyes lack that icy, grim sensation.
It’s a troubled time!
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Chu Zhiyuan was also curious about this question.
Who exactly were these three guys?
As he was walking back, he pondered this question.
Originally, he planned to cultivate at the residence beside Thick Earth Hall, but after this incident, he felt unsafe, cultivating in the new residence was not as good as in the Prince Mansion.
Ultimately, he decided to return to the Prince Mansion, to deal with the assassins first.
Not long after his return to the Prince Mansion, Feng Xi came back.
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In the study, Chu Zhiyuan sat behind the desk, his body originally leaning against the back of the chair, now leaning forward, staring at Feng Xi asking: “Really?”
Feng Xi solemnly nodded.
“Interesting…” Chu Zhiyuan stroked his chin’s stubbly beard, showing a smile: “Very interesting!”
He looked up at Feng Xi: “Chief Feng, what do you think it is?”
Feng Xi hesitated.
“Just speak freely.”
“…
Then this servant shall speak.”
“Go ahead.”
“They should be Forbidden Palace Guards.”
“Nonsense, without being Forbidden Palace Guards, they couldn’t enter the Imperial Palace!” Chu Zhiyuan said irritably: “Get to the point!”
“Yes!” Feng Xi gritted his teeth: “It should be the Emperor’s dispatch!”
Chu Zhiyuan smiled: “Imperial Grandfather…”
He also thought of this answer.
It’s not that heroes see things the same way, but there’s no other answer.
The Forbidden Palace Guards are loyal only to the Emperor, no one else can command the Forbidden Palace Guards, so they must be acting on the Emperor’s orders.
“So…” Chu Zhiyuan smiled: “It’s a test from my Imperial Grandfather…”
“Exactly.” Feng Xi said.
Chu Zhiyuan stood up, hands behind his back, pacing while pondering the Emperor’s intention.
There’s no need to probe his cultivation depth, since Chu Qingfeng knows, naturally the Emperor knows, so why send Forbidden Palace Guards to follow?
Is it to train Zou Fang and Guo Chi’s guard abilities?
Or is it to provide him with combat experience?
He then waved his hand: “Forget it, my Imperial Grandfather must have his reasons, let’s pretend I don’t know.”
“Yes, Princely Heir, this servant takes leave.”
“Thank you for your hard work.”
“This servant does not dare.”
As Feng Xi exited, inside the study were only Chu Zhiyuan and Zou Fang.
Zou Fang held the White Jade Dust Brush, standing in the shadows.
Chu Zhiyuan paced with hands behind his back, his handsome face under the lamp light was solemn.
Two Grandmasters are not enough!
If there were four Grandmasters guarding his side, he could handle any amount of assassins.
Four Grandmasters can form an array, compared to two Grandmasters, their defense not just doubles, but increases several times.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, can he request two more Grandmaster guards from the Emperor?
Thinking of this, he went to the rear garden, and at the lakeside Water Pavilion, he made this request to Bai Ningshuang who was playing the zither.
Bai Ningshuang looked at him in amazement.
The lighting inside the Water Pavilion was bright yet soft.
Illuminating Chu Zhiyuan’s eyes, bright as cold stars, exceptionally brilliant: “Mother, perhaps you could mention it to Grandmother, whether she agrees or not.”
“Yuan’er, you…” Bai Ningshuang laughed: “You really do have wild dreams, what a wishful thought!”
She was already extremely clever, and now she finally figured it out.
Requesting master experts from Consort Rou, the matter is too freakish.
Chu Zhiyuan wouldn’t do something so unreliable, then why mention it to Consort Rou?
Who has the authority to grant master experts to the Prince Mansion?
The answer was obvious.
Thinking of this, her bright eyes burned with excitement: “You’ve kept this from your mother so well!”
Chu Zhiyuan laughed: “Mother just pretends not to know.”
“…
Alright, I’ll feign ignorance and mention it to Her Majesty.”
If the Emperor truly grants two Grandmaster guards to the Prince Mansion, that would indeed be great news, not only enhancing the power of the Prince Mansion but also elevating its status.
The Emperor personally granting two Prince Mansion guards, this is a great honor.
By then, everyone would know that Prince Qing Mansion is not what it used to be, no longer despised by the Emperor, but once again favored by the imperial grace.
