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Chapter 132: Chapter 130 Letting Go
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He gently pushed his palm forward.
"Woo!"
The palm wind condensed and did not dissipate, striking the green bamboo ten meters away.
The bamboo forest rustled, bamboo leaves fluttered down.
This is Gang Qi.
Different from the Sword Gang he condensed, this Gang Qi was pure and natural, both hard and soft, lacking the sharpness and relentless force.
If True Qi is air, then Gang Qi is water, undergoing a fundamental change.
And it can exist completely detached from the body, unlike True Qi which needs to be attached to external objects, like through clothing or weapons to exert power.
If attached to external objects, the power is entirely different. True Qi on clothing can only push someone away, while Gang Qi on clothing can knock someone away.
The power cannot be compared.
The protective Gang Qi mental method of the Purple Sun Scripture circulated in his mind.
With a thought, Gang Qi began to surge within the meridians, after passing through thirty-six acupoints, the Gang Qi underwent subtle changes, becoming more refined.
Finally, it drilled out from a few acupoints.
The Gang Qi, after drilling through these acupoints, did not dissipate, but gathered together to form a thin film, enveloping him like a bubble.
His limbs and torso were within its coverage.
While his head was outside of it.
Only then did Chu Zhiyuan realize that a Grandmaster’s protective Gang Qi could not cover the head, just like a soldier’s armor, but without a helmet.
He then thought of his own path to Grandmaster.
Why did he skip directly over the process of seeking the Grandmaster path and step right into Grandmaster?
Was it because of the Divine Dragon’s Thought, or because the Great Purple Sun Technique had been modified by him to near perfection, completely aligning with him?
If he could find the reason, he would truly comprehend the secret of Grandmasters.
If he could comprehend the secret of Grandmasters, could it make Da Jing produce many Grandmasters, thus changing Da Jing’s strength?
With more Grandmasters and stronger power, neither Da Zhen nor Da Meng would be a threat.
What a great achievement that would be!
At this thought, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"Gurgle..." His stomach suddenly growled.
He immediately felt a sharp hunger pang.
A Grandmaster still gets hungry and needs to eat.
So he called Mo Yi to serve a meal.
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While Chu Zhiyuan was eating, he was still sensing the changes in himself.
His Super Sense had already expanded to two hundred meters.
This made him click his tongue.
Two hundred meters was already a massive range.
The feeling like a Divine was stronger, and his insight ability was more powerful, seeing things in more detail and depth.
After eating, he left the Listening Pavilion.
Zou Fang was waiting at the courtyard gate, stepped forward upon hearing movement, cupped his fists with a beaming smile: "Congratulations, Princely Heir."
The cultivation speed of the Princely Heir was truly astonishing.
They all said that twenty-three-year-old Huang Shiron was a marvel in history, but now it seems that the Princely Heir is the true marvel in history.
Chu Zhiyuan asked, "Have there been any events these past few days?"
"The Ninth Princess of Da Meng, Li Hongzhao, has entered Yujing, she just attended the Imperial Palace banquet the night before yesterday."
"Oh, so soon."
"Yesterday the young lord came to the mansion and took Vice Commander Guo and the others, and the Heir’s Wife is going out today to attend Li Hongzhao’s invitation."
Chu Zhiyuan raised a sword-like eyebrow: "Li Hongzhao invited her? What’s she up to..."
He really couldn’t figure out why Li Hongzhao invited Xiao Ruoling.
Their connection was as far as eight poles apart.
Li Hongzhao, as the Ninth Princess of Da Meng, must have a significant mission in coming to Da Jing, with the first task likely being to disrupt the alliance between Da Jing and Da Zhen.
With such an important mission, every step she takes should have a very clear and definite purpose.
Xiao Ruoling should have nothing to do with these purposes.
Duke An in the Ministry of Rites is just the Left Vice Minister, the one in charge is Prince Zhuang, the Chief of Staff, if inviting anyone, it should be Prince Zhuang.
Moreover, in such state affairs, even Prince Zhuang cannot call the shots entirely.
That’s why, if he were in that position, the first approach should not be the Da Jing Court, the real decision-maker is the Emperor, and the Emperor is hard to approach, dealing with the courtiers is useless.
So the first step should be the Da Zhen Mission, focusing on the Da Zhen Mission’s actions.
Yet she ran off to invite Xiao Ruoling for tea, which is indeed peculiar.
"Let’s go and have a look," said Chu Zhiyuan.
Before his retreat, he would have only avoided the Ninth Princess of Da Meng, for it is hard to contend with a Grandmaster even with strong Innate talents.
But now it was different.
He was eager instead.
Very much wanting to know how big the gap was now between him and the Ninth Princess.
"Then..." Zou Fang hesitated: "Shall we let Steward Feng and two Grandmasters escort?"
"Mm." Chu Zhiyuan slowly nodded.
Although he’s now a Grandmaster, with an enlarged Super Sense scope, making assassination attempts more difficult.
If there’s truly an assassination, escaping isn’t a problem, moreover, revealing his identity, experts from the Military Suppression Department will naturally intervene.
But having guards is still necessary.
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When Chu Zhiyuan appeared in the Bilin Pavilion, Li Hongzhao, Xiao Ruoling, and Huang Shiron were drinking the second cup of tea, casually chatting about their journey experiences.
Chu Zhiyuan observed the situation here from a distance, focusing on Li Hongzhao.
Her Dharma Form was a Phoenix.
Faintly visible.
Within the Third Layer Heaven.
He sat at a nearby tea stall, ordered a pot of tea, and leisurely tasted it.
Unexpectedly, he saw Cheng Tianfeng.
Cheng Tianfeng was at a teahouse diagonally opposite Bilin Pavilion—Baihua House, sitting by a window on the third floor.
His eyes were peeking towards the three women.
His eyes blazing, filled with intense greed and desire.
Chu Zhiyuan frowned.
He felt very uncomfortable seeing Xiao Ruoling being stared at by a man.
So he got up and left the teahouse, heading towards Baihua House diagonally opposite Bilin Pavilion.
Under the Military Suppression Department’s interference, the Lingshuang Iron Cavalry outside Baihua House did not block the road completely, only parked at the side.
Chu Zhiyuan entered the building, ascended to the third floor unhurriedly, and came to a private room outside.
Two guards stood in the way, glaring coldly.
Feng Xi stepped forward, an invisible force surged out, pushing the two guards back.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "Brother Cheng, long time no see."
Cheng Tianfeng was staring intently at the three women opposite.
Looking through the window at the opposite window, although far apart, his sight was exceptionally keen.
Especially for viewing beauties.
Upon hearing Chu Zhiyuan’s voice suddenly, he thought it was an illusion and didn’t pay much attention.
Chu Zhiyuan hummed softly: "Brother Cheng, what are you looking at?"
"Chu Zhiyuan?!" Cheng Tianfeng’s face changed slightly, turned to look, and saw Chu Zhiyuan standing at the door.
His face darkened as he glared: "It really is you!"
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and stepped into the room, leisurely sat opposite him: "Brother Cheng, so elegant, drinking and observing beauties, isn’t it wonderful."
Cheng Tianfeng took a deep breath and slowly said: "Weren’t you in retreat?"
"Just came out, happened to bump into you, Brother Cheng," Chu Zhiyuan said: "It seems I have quite the fate with you, Brother Cheng."
Cheng Tianfeng snorted: "Which realm are you at now?" 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘱𝘶𝑏.𝑐𝘰𝑚
"Just stepped into the Grandmaster, the First Layer Heaven."
Cheng Tianfeng froze, frowning at him slowly said: "Im! Pos! Sible!"
Even if Chu Zhiyuan were a genius, it would be impossible to suddenly break through to Grandmaster.
No matter his talent, he could only break through to Innate Perfection, then seek the Grandmaster path, then step into the Grandmaster realm.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and pushed his palm forward.
"Bang!" Cheng Tianfeng crashed towards the window, almost flipping out.
His face was dark as he glared at Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Brother Cheng, how was it?"
"How could it be!" Cheng Tianfeng gritted his teeth and said: "The last time we competed, you were only at the Eighth Layer, right?"
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Ninth Layer or Tenth Layer, I forgot."
Cheng Tianfeng snorted: "You’re impressive!"
At this moment, he unexpectedly felt a strange sense of relief and clarity: The one who defeated him was indeed a genius among geniuses, losing to him wasn’t an injustice.
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