Cultivation: I Can Traverse Otherworlds

Even with the aftershocks of the Crown Prince’s rebellion still lingering, the Seventh Princess Qii Wanyan’s decision to become a nun at the obscure Baiyun Temple still caused quite a stir in the Divine Capital.

In an instant, Baiyun Temple’s fame skyrocketed.

The Temple Master, Daoist Ziju, also became the focus of much attention.

Information about him, his origins—people dug up everything they could, but they couldn’t find any real roots.

This Daoist Ziju was like he’d sprung from a stone, suddenly appearing in Quguan County several years ago.

No one knew what he did before, and his Cultivation, strength, and so on were all a complete mystery.

「Princess’s Mansion.」

Li Ningxue, the Saintess of the Celestial Intent Sect disguised as a mansion maid, removed the Seventh Princess Qii Wanyan’s cloak and hung it up.

Because she had become a nun, most of the servants and maids in the Princess’s Mansion had been dismissed, leaving the vast residence cold and deserted.

Soon, the Princess would no longer even be able to return here.

Qii Wanyan would be addressed as ’Yuzhen,’ completely losing her status to contend for the throne.

Li Ningxue said as she busied herself:

"Mingyu Tower sent last month’s earnings. They’re down thirty percent from the same month last year, and twenty percent from the month before."

"Liang Sui said it’s because business has been difficult lately."

"Heh..." Qii Wanyan let out a soft laugh, her expression indifferent.

"It’s true what they say: people leave once the tea gets cold. As a Female Crown who has renounced the world, I’m probably beneath the notice of certain people now."

"Is there anything else?"

"Young Master Cao of the Great River Alliance has invited you to a banquet," Li Ningxue said.

"The attendees are all top-tier experts of the Martial World’s younger generation, including several who have succeeded in Opening the Divine Treasure."

"Oh?" Qii Wanyan raised an eyebrow, a flicker of interest on her face, but she still shook her head.

"Father Emperor sent me to become a nun so I could cultivate my character. How can I continue to associate with figures from the Martial World?"

"Refuse on my behalf."

"Yes," Li Ningxue replied.

"There are also gatherings for painting workshops and scholars. Should I refuse those as well?"

"Mm," Qii Wanyan nodded.

"If I continue to associate with outsiders during this time, I’m afraid it will displease Father Emperor."

"Hmm..."

"What are outsiders saying about me becoming a nun at Baiyun Temple?"

"Well..." Li Ningxue hesitated.

"Speak!" Qii Wanyan sat down.

"I know it won’t be anything good. The rumors about me haven’t stopped for years."

"Yes." Li Ningxue nodded and said in a low voice,

"Someone started a rumor, I don’t know who, saying that Your Highness chose to become a nun at Baiyun Temple because the Temple Master, Daoist Ziju, is handsome enough to be a male consort."

"And even..."

"Some are saying that Daoist Ziju was your kept lover all along, and this is just an excuse to be together day and night."

?

Qii Wanyan was so stunned she laughed.

"Now that you mention it, I’d forgotten the Daoist isn’t bad-looking. A pity he’s so aloof. It’s hard to get interested."

Li Ningxue secretly pursed her lips.

’You just haven’t witnessed his Demon Skill. If you had, you’d know just how devastating it is.’

’Back then, a single glance from Zhu Ju had made her Tendons and Bones go limp, leaving her completely at his mercy.’

"The Five Animals Qigong..."

Flexing her wrist, Qii Wanyan seemed lost in thought.

"This technique is extraordinary!"

"I can actually see traces of the ancestral True Martial Scripture in this Cultivation Technique, as well as several other top-tier legacies."

"And that Heart Concentration and Spirit Observation Technique is especially marvelous!"

As an Imperial Princess, Qii Wanyan had seen countless Mysterious Skills and Wonderful Dharmas, yet she was still amazed, which spoke volumes about its quality.

’The legacy of Baiyun Temple...’

’Why have I never heard of it before?’

Although she had only tried it briefly, following her ’senior brother’ and ’senior sister,’ Qingfeng and Mingyue, in her initial Cultivation, Qii Wanyan had already sensed the profundity of this technique.

Even for a Divine Treasure Martial Saint like her, cultivating its Visualization Technique offered immense benefits.

"You may leave."

Collecting her thoughts, Qii Wanyan waved her hand dismissively.

"Take the painting with you."

"Yes."

Li Ningxue acknowledged the order, carried the scroll to her own quarters, and hung the unrolled painting on the wall.

The painting was of a Daoist.

He bore some resemblance to Zhu Ju.

She had acquired it from Baiyun Temple under the pretext of having a ’Heart-Admired Daoist Skill,’ bringing it back to her room right under the Seventh Princess’s nose.

It looked like an ordinary scroll, but in reality...

"Senior."

After confirming no one was watching, Li Ningxue lit Burning Incense and bowed respectfully to the figure in the painting.

"I have an urgent message to report."

"..." The eyes of the Daoist in the painting flickered. As if coming to life, his head tilted down to look at her.

"What is it?"

"Emperor Chong’an is gravely ill," Li Ningxue said.

"The Crown Prince’s rebellion worsened his injuries. He has already taken a Returning Essence Life-Taking Pill. This elixir can suppress his injuries, but he will undoubtedly die within half a year."

"Right now, the Crown Prince has been thrown into the Celestial Prison for treason and demoted to a commoner. The Third Prince is away suppressing rebels and cannot return anytime soon. The Seventh Princess Qii Wanyan has been ordered to become a nun, and as a woman, it was already difficult for her to inherit the throne. The remaining Princes are either incompetent or still too young—none of them can handle the situation."

"The Imperial Palace..."

"I fear a major upheaval is coming!"

"The reason Qii Wanyan has delayed moving out of the Princess’s Mansion completely is likely because she is also waiting—waiting for Emperor Chong’an’s health to fail, waiting for the right opportunity."

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’Half a year?’

Given the ability of this world’s Martial Artists to manipulate flesh and blood, extending the life of a gravely injured, dying person for half a year wasn’t difficult.

Still, the thought that Emperor Chong’an had half a year left to live was rather displeasing.

Shaking his head, Zhu Ju activated the concealing ability of his Magical Robe, transforming into a mysterious figure shrouded in black smoke.

"SWOOSH!"

With a flick of a Spell, his figure vanished from the spot.

「Wenyi Workshop.」

「Pang Mansion.」

Old Master Pang knelt on a prayer cushion, kowtowing repeatedly toward a strange jade stone on the table before him.

"Show yourself, Great Immortal!"

"Please, Great Immortal, show yourself!"

"..."

At some unknown time, a rumor had appeared in certain circles of the Divine Capital. It spoke of a Wishing Immortal who could help people become a Divine Treasure Martial Saint. Those chosen by him would suddenly find a Wishing Stone in their possession.

The rumor sounded quite convincing, yet it was too absurd to be believed.

Old Master Pang had initially dismissed it as just a rumor, until one day, a strange jade stone suddenly appeared beside him.

This jade stone could even communicate with him.

"Have you thought it over?" Zhu Ju’s figure appeared without a sound, like a wisp of black smoke floating three feet off the ground.

"Hand over your family’s Divine Skill and eight thousand taels of gold, and I will give you one chance to break through to become a Divine Treasure Martial Saint."

"Don’t worry!"

"With me here, even if you fail, I can guarantee you will not die!"

Old Master Pang froze. He subconsciously glanced back at the tightly sealed door, a cold chill running through his heart.

’It’s real!’

’The omnipresent Wishing Immortal, who can slip through any crack, actually exists?’

’Although this place wasn’t the Imperial Forbidden Palace, it was still heavily guarded. Not even a Martial Saint could hope to sneak in without a sound.’

’This being...’

’Is it a person or a ghost?’

’Or an immortal?’

After the fear in his heart came a wave of fanaticism.

Since the Wishing Immortal was real, the related rumors must also be true. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

When a First-Grade Grandmaster attempts to break through to become a Divine Treasure Martial Saint, the odds are nine to one against them. Very few who fail survive.

Because of this, many who were qualified to break through to a higher Realm still held back. If their survival could be guaranteed, most would choose to make the attempt.

"Great Immortal, I have made my decision."

He gritted his teeth and nodded heavily.

"I beg you, Great Immortal, to grant me this opportunity and help me become a Divine Treasure Martial Saint. If the Pang Family can overcome this crisis, we will certainly reward you handsomely in the future."

"I will only give you one chance. Whether you can seize it is up to you," Zhu Ju’s voice was ethereal, as if coming from beyond the heavens.

"The items?"

"Here." Old Master Pang fumbled for a booklet on his person, then gritted his teeth again and took out a string of pearls.

"Great Immortal, this is the South Sea Glaze Pearl. It has the power to repel water and dust; it’s a rare divine object in this world."

"It is absolutely worth eight thousand taels of gold."

"Mm." Zhu Ju nodded. With a sudden wave of his large hand, the booklet and the string of pearls vanished.

This scene made Old Master Pang’s breathing quicken, and he felt more certain than ever that he had made the right choice.

Little did he know that Zhu Ju couldn’t care less about these material possessions; he just needed a First-Grade Grandmaster for an experiment.

The reason he took the items was to gain trust.

Helping someone advance to the Divine Treasure Realm for nothing in return—any normal person would be suspicious of such a thing.

"PAK!"

An object landed in front of him.

"Swallow it. Hold your breath, concentrate your spirit, and break through to become a Divine Treasure Martial Saint."

"Yes."

Old Master Pang took a deep breath, picked up the Elixir, and swallowed it. He felt a surging wave of Primordial Energy erupt from his Dantian and rush through his limbs and bones.

’A Spiritual Medicine!’

’Such potent medicinal power!’

’It’s probably on par with the Royal Family’s Divine Return Pill, isn’t it?’

His eyes lit up. He hurriedly held his breath, concentrated his spirit, and sat cross-legged on the prayer cushion to attempt his breakthrough to the Divine Treasure Realm.

Zhu Ju, hidden in the darkness, watched his every move with a divine light in his eyes, even peering into his Primordial Spirit.

「Not long after.」

"BOOM!"

Following a violent eruption of Qi, Old Master Pang coughed up blood and collapsed, his face full of unwillingness.

"If it were ten years ago... if I had hardened my heart and tried to break through ten years ago, I definitely would have succeeded."

"I hate this!"

"I hate it!"

Zhu Ju shook his head gently, then vanished, taking the strange jade stone from the table with him.

Although he had saved the man’s life, a severe illness was unavoidable, and he had even lost some of his lifespan.

’But it doesn’t matter.’

"Six people, and only one success."

"It seems that once a person is over fifty, even with a profound foundation, the chances of Opening the Divine Treasure drop sharply."

"Is the Primordial Spirit also related to age?"

Muttering to himself, he disguised himself as a passerby and secretly placed the ’strange jade stone’ on someone.

That person was also a First-Grade Grandmaster.

He was always searching for suitable targets, luring them with the rumor of the ’Wishing Immortal’ and making one First-Grade Peak Grandmaster after another willingly become his test subject.

......

「Main World.」

「East Sea.」

Zhu Ju’s figure appeared on a deserted island in the East Sea. With a light wave of his long sleeve, The Investiture of the Gods unfurled in the air.

Spiritual Light surged.

The Array was formed!

Legend has it that a Tier Three Array Master can form an Array with a single thought or a point of a finger.

Now, with the help of The Investiture of the Gods, Zhu Ju was on par with, if not superior to, a Tier Three Array Master. After all, the Arrays a Tier Three Array Master could form with a single thought were ordinary, unlike the technique he was currently employing.

"WENG..."

The Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi trembled slightly.

In an instant, all the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi within a radius of over ten li was enveloped by the Array, captured and gathered for its use.

"Arise!"

Zhu Ju barked a low command.

Instantly, a boundless Fierce Flame appeared out of thin air. A fire cloud several acres in size burned in the sky, radiating intense heat.

The mere aftershock of the flame’s high temperature was enough to melt the rocks below into boiling magma.

"Emerge!"

He guided it with a Spell.

One by one, Golden Sabers glinting with a sharp, cold light materialized within the fire cloud. Thousands of Golden Sabers stood inverted, their edges exposed and menacing.

Golden Saber Fierce Flame Illusion Array!

A Tier One High Grade Array.

After being improved by Yann Nanshuang, this Array was just a hair’s breadth away from being a Tier Two Array.

"Fall!"

"SWOOSH!"

Thousands of Golden Sabers rained down from the sky, engulfing the entire island in an instant. Amidst the leaping flashes of blades and fire, the island’s rock shattered and melted away.

When everything had dissipated, the island that once stood on the sea’s surface had vanished completely, leaving only some tumbling rubble behind.

"Good!"

Zhu Ju’s eyes shone.

"With such power, a single casual strike could severely injure an Early Stage Dao Foundation Cultivator. With my other techniques, it wouldn’t be difficult to trap and kill someone at Mid-Stage Dao Foundation."

"Besides..."

"I still have the Fire Separation Array!"

The Fire Separation Array had not yet reached Perfection and couldn’t perfectly merge with the Golden Saber Fierce Flame Illusion Array, but if both were activated together, they could barely be considered a Tier Two Array.

Thus, even when facing a Late-Stage Dao Foundation Cultivator, Zhu Ju would have some ability to protect himself.

Composing himself, he did not put away The Investiture of the Gods. Instead, he took out some Elixirs from his person and placed them before him, his expression turning grave.

The second ’Po’ soul!

’I can give it a try now.’

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