Cultivation: I Can Traverse Otherworlds

The Crown Prince’s rebellion, from start to finish, lasted less than a single day.

At first, Crown Prince Qii Xian led his troops, broke through the city gates, and charged into the Imperial Palace. All reinforcements from various factions were intercepted and held back.

Just when victory seemed within his grasp, twelve massive Golden Men, each comparable to a Vajra Martial Saint, erupted from the ground and crushed the rebel army with devastating force.

Qii Xian was captured and thrown into prison.

All of his subordinates were either killed or captured.

The furious Emperor Chong’an ordered a thorough investigation, implicating anyone and everyone connected to the Crown Prince.

For a time, the Celestial Prison was overflowing with inmates.

"Kill!"

"The Crown Prince has committed treason! His crime is punishable by death!"

"The Unscrupulous Marshal ’Hai Pig’ Jiao Ru colluded with the traitors, forced his way into the Imperial City, and intended to rebel! His crimes are unforgivable."

"Anyone who dares to resist will be killed without mercy!"

A dozen or so Imperial Palace Guards in dark cloaks stormed the Unscrupulous People’s station in Anle Workshop, shouting as they smashed the place to pieces.

The group of Unscrupulous People trembled, kneeling on the ground, not daring to fight back.

’What rotten luck!’

In a corner, a man lying prostrate on the ground whispered:

"Fatty Jiao has always been cautious. He never gets involved in the Court’s factional struggles. Why the sudden change of heart?"

"He just up and left, and now we’re the ones left to face the music."

His voice was tinged with resentment as he cursed under his breath.

"Shut up!"

His companion quietly glanced up at the Imperial Palace Guards searching the station and whispered back:

"Jiao Ru might seem like he doesn’t strive for anything, but he’s been holding a grudge. He had a promising future back in the day, but when his career as an official failed, he could only become one of the Unscrupulous People. He’s probably been dissatisfied with His Majesty for a long time."

"The Crown Prince has a reputation for benevolence. Many of the ’friends’ Fatty Jiao made have dealings with the Eastern Palace. It’s not surprising he got involved."

"Sigh!"

An elderly Unscrupulous Person sighed.

"I was just one month away from retiring. Of all the times for this to happen... couldn’t it have waited just one more month?"

In his view, whether the Emperor lived or died or who took the throne wasn’t nearly as important as his own peaceful retirement and collecting his pension’s Monthly Allowance.

Now, he could forget about the retirement allowance. It was an open question whether he’d even survive.

BANG!

A wooden crate was thrown out of a room, shattering on the ground. Everyone quickly pressed themselves to the floor, not daring to make a sound.

"Sir, nothing."

"Not surprising." Yin Tiger Wei Yuxuan walked in slowly from outside, a cold smile on his face.

"Fatty Jiao is a cautious man. He never leaves a trail. It’s impossible to find any trace of him here."

"Heh..."

"To Ruyi Workshop!"

...

BANG!

A figure smashed through a roof ridge and landed on the street below.

Covered in dust, Hai Pig Jiaoru’s face was grim, his eyes fixed on the figure at the far end of the long street.

"Wei Yuxuan!"

"That’s me." Yin Tiger Wei Yuxuan sat atop his horse, grinning.

"Jiao, you were the one who told me that as Unscrupulous People, we should just honestly be Inspectors of the Divine Capital and not think about other things."

"So what happened?"

"I haven’t done anything, yet you’re the one who secretly colluded with the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace, hoping to earn the merit of backing the new dragon?"

"Yin Tiger," Jiao Ru said in a low voice, glancing behind him.

"I’m the one you’re after. They’re innocent. I’ll go back with you. How about you spare their lives?"

"Jiao Ru, don’t be so naive." Yin Tiger Wei Yuxuan leaned forward, a cold smile spreading across his face.

"Today, all of you will die!"

BOOM!

Before he had even finished speaking, the figure in front of him charged forward. The very ground trembled before the burly silhouette.

Great Millet Fist!

The world is for the people; the state is paramount.

The Fist Technique Jiao Ru was most skilled in was called ’Great Millet Fist’, created by a Martial Saint who held the world in his heart.

And because he held the world in his heart, he could not accept seeing the current Emperor’s incompetence, corruption, and insatiable greed.

The fist shot out.

A ferocious Fist Intent, wrapped in the Power of Heaven and Earth, enveloped all hundred or so people on the long street.

Power!

A supreme, immense power descended.

"A Divine Treasure Martial Saint?"

Yin Tiger Wei Yuxuan’s eyes went wide as he roared in fury.

"When did you become a Martial Saint?"

Just as the Giant Power was about to strike, a figure in white descended from the sky, swinging a staff to block the incoming fist.

CLANG...

An intense Qi Force erupted from the point of impact, causing the buildings on both sides to collapse. Countless people screamed in agony as they scrambled back.

’A staff?’

"Xuu Dog!"

The newcomer was also an Unscrupulous Marshal.

There were only two Unscrupulous Marshals who used staffs: Shenn Monkey and Xuu Dog. Of the two, only Xuu Dog was a Divine Treasure Martial Saint.

"You?"

Jiao Ru growled through clenched teeth, his face contorted with anger.

"You betrayed me!"

Among the Twelve Unscrupulous Marshals, Hai Pig and Xuu Dog were the closest. They had become Unscrupulous People in the same batch.

Only Xuu Dog could have found him here so quickly.

"Old Jiao, just surrender." Dressed in white, the handsome Xuu Dog sighed, his expression complicated.

"I will plead for you with Chenn Dragon."

He hadn’t wanted to show himself at first, unable to bear seeing this happen. But some things just had to be done.

"Heh..."

Jiao Ru let out a soft laugh.

"There is only death!"

His body flickered, his corpulent frame displaying incredible agility as he suddenly brought his hands together in front of him.

Unification of the Realm!

BOOM!

The clapping motion of his hands triggered a massive tremor in the air, startling Xuu Dog, who hastily raised his staff to defend.

Jiao Ru’s strength far exceeded his expectations.

But... it changed nothing!

Dog-Beating Stick!

A ridiculous-sounding name, yet it was once world-renowned. In Xuu Dog’s hands, it displayed a terrifying might.

"A good attack!"

Jiao Ru roared, and instead of retreating, he advanced.

The Great Millet Fist knows only advance, never retreat. Just like the empire, it either marches toward destruction or rises to glory.

Zhong’er returned to his state, raised an army to attack Cao, and destroyed it.

To die by another’s hand, the state reduced to ruins.

A strange sense of sorrow emerged.

BOOM!

A violent wave of Qi swept across the entire area, sending men and horses flying. Several figures took the opportunity to rush into the fray.

Before long, a figure covered in wounds rushed into an underground sewer and vanished.

"Someone helped him escape."

Xuu Dog’s figure appeared where Jiao Ru was last seen. He sniffed the air lightly, then his brow furrowed.

"The Divine Capital’s waterways are a labyrinth, and the scents are a mess. Go find Si Snake. Right now, she’s the only one who can find Jiao Ru."

"Yes, sir!"

The Unscrupulous Person accepted the order and left.

...

A gentle breeze rustled the leaves.

A Monk in a tattered Kasaya, reeking of alcohol, walked over, burping. He glanced at Jiao Ru on the ground and snapped:

"You awake?"

"Hongyi." Jiao Ru’s eyes were filled with confusion.

"Tell me, was I wrong? His Majesty may be a fatuous ruler, but the Crown Prince isn’t necessarily an enlightened one."

"Heh..." The monk Hongyi grinned.

"You’re asking a monk about matters of the Court. How would I have an answer?"

"But you were indeed reckless. Having just succeeded in Opening the Divine Treasure, the sudden surge in power always gives people some unrealistic fantasies."

"Amitabha Buddha..."

"One must not act on deluded thoughts!"

"I’ve doomed Xiaocui and the others." Jiao Ru closed his eyes, his face a mask of pain.

"Everything would have been fine otherwise."

"Amitabha Buddha." Hongyi pressed his palms together.

"Everything in this world, every sip and every peck, is preordained. The moment you saved them all those years ago, this day was destined to come."

"However..."

"You’ve been in the Divine Capital for so many years. Don’t you have a few trustworthy friends? Did you really have to trouble this poor monk to save you when you ran into difficulty?"

"If they are my friends, how could I implicate them?" Jiao Ru shook his head.

"Though I’m afraid I’ve already caused them some trouble. I’ll have to ask you, Master, to help me deliver a few letters."

"I’m afraid time is short." Hongyi looked up, his eyes flickering.

"Something is already on our tail. The Divine Capital is full of experts; even a Martial Saint is nothing special here."

"Let’s go!"

"We’ll talk after we leave the Divine Capital!"

He grabbed the barely breathing Jiao Ru and vanished in a flash.

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「Hexia Workshop.」

A man and a woman stood facing each other.

The man had a deep scar across his face, marring his otherwise handsome features. He held a sharp sword pointed forward.

The woman was dressed in white that outshone the snow, her aura cold and otherworldly. She held a short sword in each hand, locked in a standoff.

The atmosphere was tense and stagnant.

Just then, another person walked out from behind the courtyard wall, also dressed in white, with the exact same facial features.

Only their aura was different.

"Sister."

Li Ningxue looked at the scene and sighed helplessly.

"The feud between the Gong Family and the Celestial Intent Sect has been entangled for centuries. The heir of this generation is right in front of you. Why don’t you strike?"

"With my help, you have at least a seventy percent chance of killing him!"

The Celestial Intent Sect’s Saintess, Li Ningzhen, remained expressionless, but a ripple of emotion appeared in her beautiful eyes, as if there was something she wanted to say but couldn’t.

"Sword Monarch Gong Liancheng."

Li Ningxue turned to the man.

"Your Gong Family was nearly wiped out by the Celestial Intent Sect back then, and your legacy was stolen. Now the Saintess of the Celestial Intent Sect is right in front of you. Why don’t you strike?"

"Although your Cultivation levels are similar, my sister is fond of you and definitely wouldn’t strike a killing blow. If you just harden your heart, you have a ninety percent chance of killing her. You won’t get another opportunity like this if you let it pass."

"Silence!" Li Ningzhen said sharply.

"Sister, whose side are you on?"

"I’m on your side, of course." Li Ningxue spread her hands, a rare, gentle smile on her face.

"We were born as twins. Even if we can’t read each other’s minds, we’ve spent all these years together, day and night."

"Ningzhen."

"Your big sister hopes you find a good home. Since fate has brought you two together, why not put aside your grudges, find some deserted place, and live a happy, carefree life?"

"A home?" Li Ningzhen gave a bitter smile, her beautiful eyes looking straight at Gong Liancheng as she shook her head.

"From the day we joined the Celestial Intent Sect, wasn’t our fate already decided?"

"Ningzhen..." Gong Liancheng took a step forward.

"Stay back!" Li Ningzhen raised her twin swords and shouted.

"Take one more step, and don’t blame me for being merciless."

"It was already decided, but you, little sister, are different," Li Ningxue said, looking straight at Li Ningzhen, her voice serious.

"You have me, which means you have another choice."

"What?" Li Ningzhen was taken aback.

"I want to be the Saintess." Li Ningxue lifted her chin, her expression grave.

"Not just the Saintess. If I have the chance, I also want to be the Sect Leader. And you happen to be the one who doesn’t want the role."

"So..."

She extended a slender hand.

"Sister, give the identity of the Saintess to me. You can run away with Gong Liancheng. Wouldn’t that be the best of both worlds?"

Huh?

Li Ningzhen froze.

"Really?"

Gong Liancheng, however, was overjoyed. He quickly sheathed his sword, stepped forward, and said to Li Ningxue:

"You can take Ningzhen’s place?"

"We were born from the same womb. Our auras are similar. With a few tricks, even the Vice Sect Leader would find it difficult to tell us apart. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to act as her double," Li Ningxue said with a smile.

"This way, we each get what we want. Isn’t it the perfect solution?"

"But..." Li Ningzhen frowned.

"Your Cultivation?"

BOOM!

Li Ningxue gave a captivating smile as the aura around her suddenly exploded, revealing the Realm of a First-Grade Grandmaster.

"Sister."

"After you and Gong Liancheng leave, you must live in anonymity. You must never reveal your true identities to anyone."

"And don’t come looking for me."

She said slowly:

"If..."

"If, one day, I can become the Sect Leader of the Celestial Intent Sect, it won’t be too late for us sisters to reunite then."

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