Chapter 959: Chapter 376: Seventh-Generation Minister
Dugu Shou’s speculation is likely correct.
Zong Qianliu was both shocked and amazed by Chu Xisheng’s talent, worried about the re-ergence of another Blood Vengeance Blade Lord in the world; at the sa ti, he was furious about the Formless Divine Sect’s insidious scheming.
If not for the Grandmaster, the court would have faced yet another great humiliation, and certainly would have been severely damaged in terms of Primordial Qi.
Afterwards, Zong Qianliu would have no face to et the emperor.
Li Changsheng sighed for the third ti, then smiled freely: “As the Grandmaster said, Chu Xisheng does indeed possess the Vengeance True Blood, and the White Tiger Bloodline on him is rely a disguise.”
At this mont, they no longer had the chance to deceive the current Grandmaster.
Rather than speaking so useless deceptive words, it was better to frankly admit the truth.
At this mont, the last bit of Zong Qianliu’s wishful thinking was shattered.
He almost crushed the tea cup in his hand, and his hands inside his sleeves were bulging with blue veins.
How unjust is Heaven, to treat the Formless Divine Sect so favorably?
He wondered how the Formless Divine Sect could possess another Blood Vengeance Blade Lord.
If this child were allowed to grow, how would His Majesty let the Formless Divine Sect assu the ‘Divine Tribulation’?
Wouldn’t that be asking for fish in a tree, or adding fuel to the fire?
“It seems we were being sentintal.”
Dugu Shou shook his head with self-mockery, pointing at the Heaven and Earth Root: “Then I have one more condition. This Heaven and Earth Root can still be given to you, but you must teach one person the first layer of ‘Divine Intent Touch Death Blade.’ This person can join the Formless Divine Sect and abide by all its rules.”
Upon hearing this, Li Changsheng raised his tea cup instead of responding directly: “Please have so tea! This tea is ‘Taiping Immortal Leader,’ it would be a pity if it gets cold.”
To trade a re ‘Heaven and Earth Root’ for the invincible inheritance of the world? Even for just the first layer, it’s hopeless!
A layer of blue appeared on Dugu Shou’s face: “Then what about adding the senior brother of yours who is being pressed in Heavenly Prison?”
In an instant, everyone in the hall changed their complexion.
Wang Baii, the Scripture Pavilion Grand Elder seated alongside, was so lost that he almost crushed the tea cup in his hand.
Li Changsheng’s face also turned solemn.
Dugu Shou’s lips slightly curved.
Since he dared to propose this deal, he naturally had conditions that the Formless Divine Sect could not refuse.
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Twelve days later, within the Cloud Sea Immortal Palace, Chu Xisheng had already entered the seventh layer of the ‘Wind God Tower.’
The eight extre moves in Wind God Tower indeed beca increasingly difficult to master as he progressed.
Initially, Chu Xisheng could comprehend them within an hour, but later it took him two days and nights to fully understand the move ‘Wind’s Sound.’
The seventh extre move, ‘Wind Rhythm’ before his eyes, was even more profound.
Chu Xisheng glanced at it and felt a tingling sensation in his scalp.
He estimated he would need to stay on this level for so ti, perhaps three to five days before successfully researching it.
Fortunately, those First and Second Grade experts led by Ween Zhiyi couldn’t progress their speed either, currently all at the sa pace.
This has nothing to do with their comprehension or Martial Arts proficiency, but rather due to the mutual resistance and constraints they face.
Most of their energy is used to guard against and entangle with each other for attack and defense, leaving little energy for researching the extre moves.
Yan Guilai was just like this.
Half of his spirit was focused on others.
Zhou Liangchen, guessing they couldn’t continue upwards in a short period, took the opportunity to take secret dicine and began promoting his cultivation.
His Gui Lingshou entered a state of sleep, undergoing transformation.
This Little Xuanwu refined a full eight bottles of liquefied ‘Emperor’s Liquid,’ increasing dicinal power by four hundred years.
Chu Xisheng gave all his ‘Emperor’s Liquid’ to it.
The True Yuan of the Little Flat Head within him beca purer, growing synchronously with him, rendering this substance unnecessary.
Bai Xiaozhao couldn’t use it, as she was already a dicine jar, on the verge of bursting like a balloon.
So, the Emperor’s Liquid was spared for the Little Xuanwu.
Its large body, partly possessing the Ba Xia bloodline, was like a bottomless deep pool inside, able to bear any dicine.
Fang Bu Yuan was eagerly eyeing the Little Xuanwu’s shedding.
He offered Zhou Liangchen a price of 120,000 taels of Demon Silver.
This price was indeed a bit low. If the Little Xuanwu’s shell were divided and refined into a Magic Artifact, it could easily make ten Sixth Grade Shields.
However, Chu Xisheng and the others lacked space artifacts, so Fang Bu Yuan got a bargain.
The atmosphere on the entire floor remained tense as ever, suppressed and heavy, and the temperature was like the dead of winter, cold to the bone.
A thin layer of ice even covered everyone’s body.
While Chu Xisheng focused on researching, he occasionally glanced at Ween Zhiyi’s side.
He wasn’t the only one; even Lu Luanti was the sa.
Then, a day later, as Zhou Liangchen’s True Yuan gradually stabilized, Zong Sanping suddenly opened his eyes, looking suspiciously in Ween Zhiyi’s direction: “Sothing’s not right. Don’t you think the temperature seems to be getting colder and colder?”
Ren Xiaowo, focused on the spinning stone pillar, replied casually: “It is a bit colder, probably due to the enhancent of Ween Zhiyi’s Sword Intent. Isn’t that common sense? What’s the issue?”
The confrontation among those First Grade individuals was clearly becoming more intense.
The floor made of Secret Pattern Cloud Stone on this level had already shown more than ten fine cracks, which had never happened before.
“Senior Brother Zong is right, the situation is quite abnormal.”
Jian Cangfeng also turned his head, following Zong Sanping’s gaze, his eyes filled with suspicion: “The cold is ferocious, without any restraint.”
Recall that before the fifth layer, Ween Zhiyi’s cold was fierce yet controllable, never affecting unrelated people.
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