My Cultivation Starting from Archery

Chapter 354: Zhao Rui (2)


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Little Witch Mountain.

Three Nascent Soul Cultivators suddenly appeared amidst the ruins after the chaotic battle.

These three, two men and one woman.

Heavenly Killing True Monarch Cao Xie, needless to say, was accompanied by an old woman with a snake-headed cane, and an extraordinary middle-aged cultivator.

The old woman was Elder Yun Shuzi from Purple Sun Palace, one of the Three Heavens Sect, and the middle-aged cultivator was the Kunxu Elder from Holy Sect, Pure Yang Master.

"Such a grand commotion, such heavy demonic qi."

Yun Shuzi probed the ground with her cane: "Could it be those Old Demons from the Chaotic Wilderness Yongzhou fighting here?"

"No, that's not it."

Pure Yang Master squatted down, pinched a pinch of yellow soil with his fingers, and sniffed it at the tip of his nose: "Those Old Demons don't have such purest extreme yin and fierce demonic qi."

"Such refined demonic qi, apart from the old folks of the Ancient Demon Clan, the only ones who could possess it..."

Cao Xie paused and guessed, "It might just be something left behind by the Upper Realm Immortals."

"Impossible."

Pure Yang Master shook his head: "We've been searching for so many years without finding it, how could it appear here?"

"Indeed."

The old woman's voice was hoarse: "I don't believe there could be such a coincidence in the world."

"I was just speculating randomly."

Cao Xie's Divine Sense scanned every inch of land around them, finding nothing further, and said solemnly, "I think Emperor Tianxi Zhao Rui might know something."

"In that case..."

Pure Yang Master tossed away the soil from his fingertips, stood up and said: "Let's go meet this young fellow then."

"This Zhao Rui."

The old woman shook her head gently: "Abandoning the throne, causing such mayhem, now the thousand-year foundation might be destroyed."

"Daoist Yun Shuzi, don't sympathize with this man."

Pure Yang Master said coldly: "Today I am here personally to show the cultivators of the world the consequences of defying our Kunxu Saint Sect."

While speaking, he glanced intentionally at Heavenly Killing True Monarch, who remained expressionless.

"Heh, then let's set off."

"Boom—"

Yun Shuzi raised her cane and struck the earth, causing the entire ground to shake violently. A mountain-sized snake head slowly rose from beneath them, carrying the Nascent Soul Cultivators towards Dragon Elephant City.

"Junior Xue Jingfeng."

"Junior Feng Zhi."

"Greetings to the Three Heavenly Sect Envoys."

Xue Jingfeng and Master Feng Zhi spoke in unison.

"Where's Zhao Rui?"

Pure Yang Master asked directly, with anger: "Why hasn't he come out to see me?!"

"In response to the three envoys."

Master Feng Zhi replied respectfully: "Emperor Tianxi entered the Imperial Mausoleum for a retreat half a year ago and hasn't come out since."

"Imperial Mausoleum?"

Pure Yang Master puzzled: "What's he doing there?"

"Three envoys."

A Commander from the Demon Suppression Department, with a gold medal hanging at his waist, approached boldly.

His demeanor was less respectful than the other two Golden Core cultivators, and he spoke with a commanding tone: "Your Majesty commands, summon the Three Envoys to the Imperial Mausoleum to meet him."

"What did you say?"

Pure Yang Master doubted he heard right, and said amusedly and angrily: "Is Zhao Rui crazy? Does he really consider himself the Emperor of the Cultivation World?"

"Anyway..."

The Gold Commander said fearlessly: "If the Three Envoys wish to see His Majesty, you'd better comply, or else you'll have to leave."

Pure Yang Master snorted coldly, flipped his palm, and gently pressed it towards the ground.

Instantly, the Gold Commander seemed to be crushed under a mountain, wailing as he fell to his knees, blood streaming from his seven orifices, his meridians shattered.

"I'll say it one last time."

Pure Yang Master spoke deliberately: "Bring Zhao Rui out to meet me!"

"His Majesty, the Emperor..."

The Gold Commander's face twisted in agony, yet he endured the pain with great difficulty: "How could there be a reason to come out and meet anyone?!"

"Courting death."

Pure Yang Master's palm continued downward, intending to crush him to dust.

"Let's forget it."

Yun Shuzi extended her cane, gently blocking his hand, and said, "Even if you kill him, Zhao Rui won't necessarily come out; we might as well go to the Imperial Mausoleum ourselves to see what that youngster is up to."

"Daoist, you're right."

Pure Yang Master agreed verbally but unexpectedly released a Sword Qi, blasting the kneeling Gold Commander into a bloody mist: "Let's go!"

Three Nascent Soul Cultivators transformed into three Lights of Escape and flew towards Imperial Mausoleum Mountain, landing at the peak within breaths.

Upon the mountaintop, rolling dark clouds surged like a sea, lightning flowed endlessly, and the galling wind made pine waves fluctuate, causing everyone's robes to flutter and hair to dance wildly.

Around them were towering tombs, among which nine giant burial mounds stood out, each tombstone built with precious white jade stones, adorned with dragon and phoenix carvings, and clouds and densely packed runes. Blue smoke swirled around them like legendary immortal tombs.

At the center of the nine emperor tombs was an altar surrounded by eerie white bones.

An official clad in a crimson dragon robe and wearing an ink-colored winged hat faced the tombs, bowing and offering incense.

This person had a fair face without a beard, exuded an elegant and noble aura, and possessed extraordinary demeanor in every move.

"Zhao Rui!"

Pure Yang Master addressed directly: "You have repeatedly defied the sacred order, firstly by colluding with the Demon Sect for a Blood Sacrifice in Beiyang Dao, attempting to secretly store the Emperor's Breath Soil, and now gathering cultivators from the Demon Suppression Department within Si Xue Dao's territory. We have ample grounds to suspect you've pledged allegiance to the Demon Realm, fallen into the Demon Path. Do you have anything to say for yourself?"

"Correct."

Unexpectedly, Emperor Tianxi didn't offer any defense, turning with frankness and saying: "According to your logic, my cultivation of Demon Techniques, cooperation with the Demon Sect, indeed signifies my fall into the Demon Path."

"Why?"

Yun Shuzi sighed: "The Three Heavenly Sects have treated the Zhao Family generously, granting you Spirit Veins, Cultivation Techniques, and the right to rule over all people, safeguarding Zhao's legacy for thousands of years. Why choose the Demon Path?"

"Mistress Yun Shuzi, you've mistaken."

Emperor Tianxi Zhao Rui spoke clearly: "In the past, those above appropriated my Zhao ancestors' opportunities, and everything thereafter was mere compensation from guilt; why must our Zhao show gratitude?"

"Heh!"

Pure Yang Master sneered: "So, harboring resentment, you turned to the Demon Path?"

"No."

Zhao Rui denied: "I would never let private grievances shed the blood of the Great Song's servants in vain."

"Then, for what reason?"

Cao Xie asked, hands behind his back, with interest.

"Firstly for the common people, and secondly for the grand Dao."

Zhao Rui held a scroll, pointed towards the heavens, speaking loudly: "Observe the Ziwei Constellation, the stars arrayed, each of the twenty-eight constellations settled in its place, forming the celestial order! Like rivers with embankments achieve their might, grains with seasons harvest their yield.

"The myriad beings of the universe should follow their natural order and rules, thus complying with Heavenly Dao, Taoist Technique in Nature!

"Yet for centuries, cultivators swarm like locusts, sects abound like carp crossing the river, endlessly contending and killing; is there a trace of the Immortal's demeanor?

"For mortals, Immortal tax exceeds fifty percent of each mu of land.

"This persisting chaos leads to the collapse of the Heavenly Dao, order in chaos.

"Our Zhao clan strives for generations to rebuild Immortal Song, aligning with Heavenly Dao."

"Young child, speaking of grand Dao boldly!"

While speaking, Pure Yang Master released the pressure of Nascent Soul Realm's mana: "Today I'll see how a mere Golden Core speaks with such arrogance!"

"There's someone else."

Heavenly Killing True Monarch Cao Xie keenly observed, his gaze landing on a distant black jade coffin.

"Boom—"

The coffin soared into the sky, and a Corpse Cultivator emerged.

"Immortal Ba Sect's Sect Master, Left Hill Daoist?"

Yun Shuzi recognized immediately.

"To deal with this person, I'm enough."

Cao Xie's demeanor was calm, stepping forward lightly, spreading Array Seals.

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