The Tao Zhuo is an introductory cultivation technique of the Heaven Dragon Royal Family, which can be practiced by any member of the royal family after becoming a martial artist. Not only can Long Aotian and the eight kings as well as their heirs practice it.
Although it's not openly declared, there is no denying that the feudal kings also passed on this cultivation technique to their trusted confidants in order to cultivate their own forces.
It can be said that it doesn't matter much whether the "Tao of Creation" is passed on to outsiders or not. Hearing Chen Mo's request, Long Aotian nodded in agreement, "The Tao of Creation is indeed the property of the royal family, but I am a close and trusted subordinate of Your Majesty. She has already taught me this martial arts technique, and there's no reason not to give it to you... As for the Dragon Blood Grass, I've only heard about it briefly and have no way to obtain it at present... Is that all your conditions?"
"You're thinking too much."
Chen Mo shook his head, "Compared to the throne, Tao Zhuo and Dragon Blood Grass are almost insignificant. This is just the deposit I want. What I really want is the favor of His Majesty. If Brother Long can't convince His Majesty to agree, he can certainly inform His Majesty about it and see if she agrees. If she agrees, I will immediately set out and act as a mediator..."
The favor of an emperor in the Tianlong Dynasty holds great value, which can be compared to holding a "Golden Pass" that grants immunity from death. Most emperors would not lightly promise such a favor to others.
But as Chen Mo said, compared to the throne, other things seem to be of lesser importance.
Long Aotian gently tapped the stone table with his fingertips, hesitated for a moment in his heart, and said, "I can't make a decision on this matter. I need to go back and report to the emperor, waiting for his decision."
"Alright, I'll wait for you."
Chen Mo nodded slightly, watching Long Aotian about to leave, and hurriedly said, "Brother Aotian, you still haven't told me if you are male or female."
"Male."
"Then your pectoralis major..."
Long Aotian's face stiffened, her delicate face flushed slightly, and she bit her red lips with her teeth, replying coldly, "Didn't I build it?"
"Er, these words, there seems to be some sense to it."
Chen Mo glanced down at his own body, since he started refining his body, his body had become much stronger, muscle contours appeared, and his pectoralis major had also grown larger.
But the feel is different; could it be that everyone's physique is different?
Chen Mo was thinking, when he looked up, Long Aotian had already disappeared without a trace.
Taking advantage of the remaining time, Chen Mo quickly gathered everyone, telling them about his plan to go to the other two sects, his requirements were not excessive, and Empress would not refuse him as long as she has a bit of brain. For this reason, he had already made preparations for departure.
"Master, the era of chaos has arrived. The three sects are staring at the control of the royal family with envious eyes. Is there any danger in your upcoming journey outside?"
Su Yumeo used to be the daughter of a wealthy family and had seen a lot, knowing that Chen Mo's journey was full of dangers, she couldn't help but feel worried.
"There will naturally be danger, but if I don't go, when Ning King takes the throne, our situation will be even more dangerous."
Ever since Chen Mo broke the Ning King's jailbreak plan, it was destined that there would be an irreconcilable enmity between them.
"It's because of us that you are in trouble."
Su Yumeo suddenly understood Chen Mo's meaning and said with some shame.
From being bullied by Longhua to the current situation with Prince Ning, Chen Mo has been forced into dead ends one after another. Thinking of this, Liu Wu-xin clutched the hem of her skirt, feeling some self-reproach, "If it weren't for saving us, Brother wouldn't have to go through all this hardship."
"It's not you who are at fault, but the world. You are just the people who are suffering. From the day I saved you, I never regretted it..."
Chen Mo patted Liu Wu-xin's head, comforting her for a moment, and then looked at everyone else, arranging people to accompany him on the journey.
Not long after, Long Aotian arrived on a flying sword, as expected, the Empress had agreed.
In fact, she was just going through the motions. Long Aotian had already made her decision when Chen Mo put forward his request. However, to avoid revealing any clues, she went back to the palace for a round trip.
"This is the Tao of Creation. You are not a refiner, so you cannot practice it. I know that you must give it to someone else. Whoever it is, I won't pry. However, I hope you won't spread it further."
Long Aotian held a manual of martial arts and handed it to Chen Mo in front of him. The latter took it without hesitation and immediately handed it to Liu Wu-xin.
"You opened eight meridians just now, which is a great opportunity for entering the path. This martial arts technique will help you during the early stage of cultivation. Work hard and protect me in the future."
Chen Mo said with a smile.
Liu Wu-xin tightly grasped the martial arts technique with both hands and solemnly nodded, secretly pledging in her heart that she must become the strongest in the world. Only then would no one be able to bully Chen Mo.
Long Aotian glanced at Liu Wu-xin briefly, not surprised by the outcome at all. She then looked at Chen Mo and handed him a token, saying, "This is the imperial seal. You can carry it to avoid many troubles... The journey ahead will be full of difficulties and dangers. Do you need me to arrange for people to protect you?"
Chen Mo shook his head, "No need. Your Martial Arm should be thinking about how to subdue the Three Princes and the Red Flare Sect."
"Of course, it's different from your reminder... I'll leave first, no problem."
"Wait a moment"
Chen Mo suddenly called out to Long Aotian, who stopped two steps away and looked back at him in confusion.
Chen Mo closed in on Long Aotian and whispered, "Brother Long, I have a request that is none too pleasant...".
"Speak."
"You seem to still have the charm of a woman. When you come next time, can you please dress as a woman..."
"Fuck off"
Long Aotian's eyes were wide open with anger, her pectoralis major rising and falling, she roared at Chen Mo angrily, then stepped on her flying sword and left.
Relying Mountain Sect, the back mountain
An elderly man in a white robe sat cross-legged on a large rock in the mountains. It was as if a waterfall was rolling down from above his back, occasionally splashing water droplets towards him, which were instantly repelled by an invisible force.
The elderly man closed his eyes slightly, as if he was sleeping. Suddenly, he opened his eyes with a scared expression, followed by a sudden burst of blood from his mouth.
The explosive spiritual force spread around and blasted the water pool behind him, causing a wave of 10 zhang in height to rise, splashing dozens of zhang away, like rain falling, drip by drip, onto...
Swish, swish, swish.
The sound of leaves rustling in the forest could be heard, and several people also dressed in white robes appeared like ghosts in front of the old man.
"Chief"
A series of calls fell, and the old man gently waved his hand, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and calmly exhaled, "It's fine. It's just a backlash from forcibly breaking through to the third grade. It seems that forcibly breaking through this path is not feasible..."
"What should we do then? In three months, that beast will come to seek revenge. Without a third-grade cultivation, it's likely that our Relying Mountain Sect will be exterminated."
"Hmm, there are obviously treasures left by our ancestors hidden in the back mountain. Just one item can help us overcome the difficulties. However, we have no method to open it, so we can only look and not touch it. It's really annoying."
"In those days, before the Tianlong Dynasty was established, our Relying Mountain Sect had already gained fame throughout the nine provinces. If we could have the foundation left by that year, we wouldn't have been oppressed by that great emperor. But now, we've fallen to such a state."
"..."
The several people in white robes debated among themselves. After listening, the elder raised his head to look at the sky and said firmly, "It seems that only the spiritual essence underground in the imperial city can help me break through to the third-grade..."
