Chapter 116 - 83: Stepping into Grand First Grade
Chapter 116: Chapter 83: Stepping into Grand First Grade
A Thousand-Year Treasure Medicine is useful for a Qi Cultivation Immortal’s cultivation, but a Thousand-year-old Ginseng King wouldn’t be enough to make them fight to the death.
But a single Spirit Medicine would.
A Hundred-Year Spirit Medicine could make even a High Tier Qi Cultivation Immortal see red with greed.
A Thousand-Year Spirit Medicine?
Even hundreds or thousands of top-tier Qi Cultivation Immortals would fight to the death for one!
This might just be a spirit medicine seed.
’If I’m wrong, it doesn’t matter.’
’It’s just a single seed.’
And so,
Su Chen spent his days at the clinic, huddled by the stove, healing the sick and saving lives. At night, he would sneak over to the Library Pavilion to see if the seed had sprouted.
And so it went.
Time trickled by, and three years passed.
For three years,
the wind and snow had never once ceased.
On the world’s Martial Arts List, the number one spot on the Earth List remained unshakably held by the Wind Snow Sword Immortal, while the other positions changed hands time and again.
Some at the Peak had fallen in battle, others had reached the end of their lifespans, and still others had stepped into the Grandmaster realm, entering the Celestial List.
The Celestial List now had thirty-nine names.
And that was only the public list. The number of Grandmasters hiding in the shadows was anyone’s guess.
The snow had fallen for three years.
And for three years, the world had been in constant turmoil.
Huzi had also reached the Third Grade.
He had become a major leader in the Cao Gang, in charge of several small docks near the Imperial City. With countless black-canopied boats under his command, he now carried himself with an air of authority, no longer the simple-minded youth he once was.
「At the end of the Eighth Year of Xuanlong.」
Emperor Jie had a son.
The court and the common people offered their congratulations.
But on that very night, Old Zhou People, having traveled from thousands of miles away, infiltrated the Imperial Palace in the dead of night to assassinate the Prince.
The earth-shaking cries of battle startled a sleeping Su Chen awake.
A Zhou loyalist roared.
"Jie, you unfilial son! You conspired with the Wind Snow Sword Immortal to commit patricide!"
"You seized the throne unjustly!"
"Tonight, we will end your bloodline!"
The power in his voice was like thunder, shaking the Star River and the night.
This was a Grandmaster of the Third Realm, Self as Dragon!
And,
he wasn’t alone.
There was another Grandmaster of the Third Realm. In Su Chen’s eyes, his Longevity Fire flickered like a faint star, yet it was being consumed with extreme slowness.
This was a Grandmaster of the Third Realm from the Great Yu Era!
That night,
Huzi arrived.
He was covered in blood, terrified and uneasy.
"Is the dynasty about to change?"
"I heard..."
"I heard that the attackers are two supreme masters, on the level of first on the Celestial List!"
Huzi was afraid. The Cao Gang had pledged allegiance to Emperor Jie, so they were naturally on the list to be purged. Tonight, they had also been attacked by the Old Zhou People.
"What’s there to be afraid of?"
"Emperor Jie isn’t some weak, scholarly emperor. He’s not as weak as you think."
"A change of dynasty!"
"That might happen if the entire Celestial List attacked at once, or if one of those legendary Innate Grandmasters were to appear!"
Su Chen was long past the age where he enjoyed watching a spectacle.
He rolled over.
Ignoring Huzi, he turned his head and was about to go back to sleep.
Great Zhou had been peaceful for many years.
The world only knew that after the Flame Emperor fell, the Grand Ancestor of Zhou returned to the court.
But they didn’t know,
why the Grand Ancestor of Zhou had returned.
It was because that peerless hegemon, the one who had carved up Great Yu with the Grand Ancestor of Liang, had admitted to himself that he was no match for this younger successor.
Jie was the strongest emperor of any dynasty since the fall of Great Yu.
Perhaps he wasn’t before.
But now,
he absolutely was.
「The Imperial Palace.」
Carnage reigned. Corpses littered the ground, staining the swirling snow crimson. The very wind carried a murderous chill and the indelible stench of blood.
"Jie, your doom has come."
An old man and a young man, two Grandmasters, strode over countless corpses and burst into Jinluan Hall, staring at the young Emperor on the throne.
No.
Jie was no longer young, either.
He was almost thirty.
He had grown out his hair and a beard.
Imposingly majestic.
His pair of Spiritual Eyes scanned the figure of every Eunuch in the Imperial Palace, not even sparing those inside and outside the Imperial City.
But he did not find the immortal-like figure he was searching for.
"I thought you’d still be in the Imperial Palace, watching over me..."
"So you’re not here after all."
Jie whispered.
The two Grandmasters grew furious.
"Jie!"
"Your death is imminent, and still you dare to spout nonsense."
KILL!
Self as Dragon!
The two Grandmasters, their Qi and blood like furnaces and their bodies like mountains, charged forward, wreathed in gales and waves of fire.
The wind fed the flames!
In an instant,
a heaven-scorching wave of fire that shot toward the clouds threatened to incinerate everything inside Jinluan Hall.
However,
on the dragon throne,
that figure remained completely still.
No!
He moved.
"Did you think you were able to fight your way in here because you were too strong?"
"No!"
"It’s simply because that person enjoys watching a good show."
"I let you run rampant merely to give him a show to watch."
"Now,"
"you can die."
A solidified Magic Crystal materialized before Jie.
Immortal Skill, Scattering Beans into Soldiers!
He flicked out three golden beans.
Instantly,
the golden beans transformed into soldiers. Golden Light flared, and each one was no weaker than a Grandmaster of the Third Realm, Self as Dragon!
A Great Unification Emperor.
He used the fortune of his Dynasty to fuel his Cultivation.
Jie was a High Tier Qi Cultivation Immortal!
"Three years!"
"The Seventh Layer of the Qi Cultivation Immortal Path!"
"What kind of demonic genius is this! This is the Human World, not the world after Immortal Arrival! Even with a Celestial Spiritual Root, it’s impossible..."
The Young Grandmaster shrieked, his voice raw with terror, scared out of his wits.
He was a Grandmaster of Great Yu.
That night, one Grandmaster fled, and another fell.
Two Perfect Grandmasters, strong enough to top the Celestial List, had attempted to assassinate the Emperor, but in the end one died and one fled. The world was shocked!
In the ruins of Jinluan Hall,
Jie opened the two wooden boxes he held.
"I had intended to give these to you tonight, as a resolution for what happened at the end of the Third Year of Xuanlong. It seems I won’t be able to deliver them after all."
Inside the wooden boxes were two human heads.
One had a dazed expression, as if they had willingly gone to their death.
The other’s eyes still held a fanatical gleam; they too had faced death unflinchingly.
「The Library Pavilion.」
Su Chen walked over, brushed the fallen snow from his medicinal patch, and looked up toward the roof of the Library Pavilion. Unfortunately, it was empty. No one, and nothing, was there.
’It’s the Ninth Year of Xuanlong. The year has turned!’
That night,
the snow finally stopped falling.
After five years at the Perfection of Minor First Grade, he had finally reached the absolute limit. The Qi and blood that permeated his entire body began to intertwine and spread outside himself.
Connecting with the heavens and the earth, he broke through the limits of his physical body, and the first wisp of Essence Qi was born.
Su Chen had reached the Grand First Grade!