Chapter 280 - Emperor Path Emperor Wind
Chapter 280 Emperor Path Emperor Wind
With a thought, he summoned that one origin sword and let it float in front of his body.
Zong Shou once again looked back into his memory at all the secret books that recorded things about the emperor martial path.
That 4 move fist technique that seemed to be created by Zong Weiran wasn’t complete, its strength wasn’t that strong. The last time, he used it because it was related to the indefinite spiritual emperor art which meant that it could be used right away. Only then did he modify the fist technique into a sword technique.
There were many lacking points. Xue Moyan and Wuye weren’t able to utilize it even if they saw the weaknesses as they hadn’t achieved the peak realm which was why he killed them in such a suppressive manner.
Zong Zhen lost because he was taken by the element of surprise. If he was to fight him again, this person would be able to see through him and at least could retreat unharmed.
Even if he used the king path techniques, he could crush him in terms of strength.
“That’s the book, emperor wind…”
Many blocks of words flowed in his head The emperor path cultivation method he chose had just 2 simple words-emperor wind!
There weren’t many emperor path secret techniques in the cloud world. There were tens of emperor dynasties in the central continent along with the scale of the 5 continents and 12 islands, only around a hundred people had the ability to make use of such techniques. As for the number of them that were preserved, it was even lesser.
However, the amount that flowed over from other worlds were ocean-like.
The book that Zong Shou chose wasn’t that strong. Its cultivation speed could be considered moderate and the only strength would be that it was peaceful and neutral and corrupted the true qi and soul to the smallest extent.
After making the decision, Zong Shou didn’t hesitate at all, borrowing the strength of the tune to enter that mysterious state.
The thoughts in his head ran at close to 10 times to speed of usual. The one energy sword in front of his body was also changing bit by bit.
He used the sword to replace the body to cultivate the emperor martial technique. This technique had many areas that needed to be reconsidered and redesigned.
However, Zong Shou wasn’t chasing for perfection now, a technique with no mistakes and flaws. He only needed to see some effect in these short breaths.
This full set of emperor wind had a total of 13 layers. It should be an emperor family martial technique that came from an empire from another world. Just the 1st layer to 9th layer alone was relative to the 9 grades below the celestial realm.
Zong Shou himself had some basics in the one energy sword, similar to the night wandering realm which was why he completed the 1st and 2nd layers almost instantly.
It wasn’t until the 4th and 5th layers did there seem to be some slight obstacles. 2 hours later, he also completed it.
At this moment, on the body of the sword, there seemed to be a word that was forming. After looking carefully, he could see that it was roughly a king word.
The moment that word was formed there was a huge pressure that covered this cultivation room that spread thousands of feet around.
At the start, he was unable to control it, like an explosive dragon pressing down all about. The stone floor was smashed into pieces. Even the tens of the pillars were broken into pieces, dust scattering down from the ceiling.
Only after he reached the 6th layer did Zong Shou decisively stop.
This emperor path cultivation method was different from normal techniques, the cultivation didn’t look at talent but the strength of the country.
If the cultivator was excellent in the aura of the martial path and the country’s aura was strong, then within 2-3 months, it would be even possible to cultivate to the 13th layer.
A teen who inherited the throne would become an emperor who had the ability to kill other peak cultivators in an instant. In some large countries, 3-5-year-old kids, after inheriting the throne and with the effects of bloodline could also hold shocking power, not needing to cultivate at all.
With the king energy that was gathered up by Gantian Mountain city, Zong Shou had the confidence to directly step into the 7th layer within a month, even within several months to charge into the 8th layer wasn’t impossible! Which meant that in just a month he would have the strength to fight against day wandering and ascended ancestors.
Of course, he would only be able to utilize this strength in Gantian Mountain City. The aura of the country, the energy of the king would only be in the capital city or some areas where the spiritual veins were densely located. The further away from the distance from the capital city, the thinner this energy would get.
Which was why the capital of a country was chosen at a place where the dragon veins gathered. Any son of heaven couldn’t easily leave the capital and wouldn’t go out of his country. The moment he left, no matter how skilled he was, he would suffer a loss in strength, like a dragon unable to use all its strength.
If he managed to cultivate the 7th layer of this emperor wind, Zong Shou had the confidence to avoid this calamity. However, he wasn’t in a rush now and only needed to complete it before that ascended ancestor or grandmaster comes over to find trouble with him.
The most important matter now was to build a very stable dam to block this energy of the king path from corroding his body.
Her brows tightly locked. Zong Shou thought about it for a moment and started to form runes on the sword body of the one energy sword.
1st was lightning, he was anticipating using lightning power to lock it down. 2nd was that incomplete purify. When those few true spiritual charms were just placed on the sword, Zong Shou felt an extremely strong power smash it apart. It was the aura of the country, the power of the king! Normal talismans didn’t have the right to restrict it.
“It seems like the few government decrees from yesterday caused this energy to boil. It didn’t grow but instead became stronger. Is it said that I am being locked in my trap? How annoying, I really can’t afford to be a wise ruler…”
Frowning as he opened his eyes, Zong Shou looked around. He looked outside of the window and it was already deep into the night. Then he exclaimed as he looked forward at the sword in front of him who had gone through an intense change.
The king energy within it suddenly started to contract and retract. The suppression caused by this one energy sword in this hall suddenly dissipated, making Zong Shou feel surprised.
Another name of the energy of the king path was known as dragon energy. The dragon was arrogant and majestic, representing the emperor. To be able to make it retract its claws and willingly yield, either the country was failing or an expert recognized by heaven and earth had descended. At the very least, he was at the spiritual grandmaster level or even celestial realm. Moreover, they must have nefarious intentions towards Gantian Mountain and not try to hide it.
Those experts, they only needed just one thought to cause the dragon energy that was just formed within Gantian Mountain City to be smashed to shreds.
Thinking about it for a moment, Zong Shou’s expression started to become weird.
“Did my future support arrive? That common people path and sword sect finally showed a winner? F*** couldn’t they have come earlier? It wouldn’t be easy to turn back on practicing this emperor wind…”
All of a sudden, he wanted to smash his chest and stamp his feet. To wipe out the 5 layers of infiltration of emperor wind towards the one energy sword would take a ten times more effort than before!
The zither sound was continuing, however, Zong Shou had no mind to take advantage of it anymore. He pushed open the door in a dejected manner only to see Xuan Yunlan was still in a trance, her 2 jade hands were covered in blood.
A jade beauty like her playing the instrument should be extremely beautiful and a great sight. However at this moment, her fingertips were covered in wounds, one could see the white chilling bones. Instead of looking beautiful, it was terrifying instead.
Zong Shou curled his lips and used a spell to gather spiritual energy to make a bunch of cold water to pour on her head.
As expected she came to her senses, staring angrily at Zong Shou. Only to see a few large words from beside him, “That’s enough! Stop at the right moment and don’t overdo it!”
Xuan Yunlan was originally filled with unwillingness and regret. A day of playing and her soul power in her body close to doubled. Maybe tomorrow her cultivation could break through to the peak of the Return to Sun realm. Now she was slightly shocked. After thinking about it, she felt that the energy within her body had some fluctuation. She couldn’t help but look towards Zong Shou with a respectful gaze as she bowed deeply.
“Xuan Yunlan thanks the ruler for your help! I am grateful for your pointers today. If you didn’t wake me up soon, I would have nearly gone into the wrong path…”
Zong Shou blinked, he really couldn’t tell her that he used water to wake her up because he was jealous.
He waved his hand in a chic manner, breaking out in a smile as he stepped out of the door. In his heart, a bad premonition suddenly rose up.
However, in the next moment, he heard a loud explosion.
The cultivation room had collapsed. Zong Shou didn’t even have time to dodge and his head was heavily smashed by a brick. Then dust covered the air.
Once that lingering dust and sand dissipated, Zong Shou’s body was covered in grey and yellow. Only 2 eyes were left on his face looking at the sky speechlessly.
Couldn’t this god make him even more unlucky?
Xuan Yunlan not far away had her mouth agape and eyes opened wide as she looked on. Thinking that with Zong Shou’s strength he should have been able to dodge it easily.
On the other hand, Chuxue opened the eyes like one would when he just woke up, looking over in a confused state, yawning without any care, “This time the entire room collapsed? Young master, you used that luck talisman again?”
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In the afternoon period, a teen dressed in green scholarly attire walked into Gantian Mountain City.
Although the city gates were closed, it couldn’t block the body of this teen. He directly stepped forwards into the 500 feet tall city like it was nothing.
Just as he arrived on the city walls, he saw Zhao Yanran solemnly waiting at the side.
Looking at this teen arrive she immediately bowed, “Zhao Yanran greets your honor!”
At this moment if Zong Shou or Lei Dong was here, they would be shocked. Zhao Yanran who usually treated people arrogantly was acting like a gentle and well brought up girl. Her actions and words were all extremely polite.
The teen smiled and casually waved his hand before helping her up, “You are Zhao Yanran? I know the personality of your Seven Spirit Sect. You can act casually, no need to be so restrained.”
Although there were groups of soldiers patrolling, they couldn’t notice the 2 people who were speaking.
Then, the teen looked at the entire Gantian Mountain City, “How quiet! Is there night curfew in this city?”
Zhao Yanran immediately nodded, “2 days after Zong Shou inherited the throne, he started it. There are also a few government decrees like closing down and investigating the brothels in the city. However, Zhao Yanran doesn’t know about country matters and didn’t know if they were good or bad.”
After the teen heard that, he slightly shook his head. He didn’t mind about that. In his memory, something like a night curfew had more cons than pros. Zong Shou had just taken the throne and it might be due to other reasons.
“However the dragon energy in this area shows signs of being excited. Hehe, I think I scared it!”
He stepped onto the streets. Only to see the two sides of the road were clean, the style of the buildings were totally unlike a barbaric land, similar to the central continent.
Just as he wanted to directly go up to the mountain peak, the gaze of the teen was suddenly attracted by a row of words at the corner of his eyes.
Focusing over, it was an advertisement board on it nailed many pieces of beast leather with words written on it.