This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 400 Despicable, Shameless, Full of Lies, Betraying, Heartless, Ruthless
As expected of you, you know nothing, yet you act so matter-of-factly and without any shame.

Xiang Yuan sighed: "Master, the mastermind imprisoned you in the small world that Yan Xuanhe became after his death. He was the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor, and so were you. Knowing that you couldn't be imprisoned, they still imprisoned you. This is one of the suspicious points."

“When you returned to the Heavenly Sect, he did not show himself directly. He fought you perfunctorily and then handed the Heavenly Sect over to you. This is the second suspicious point.”

"What do you mean by being perfunctory?!"

Ji Wuzhou's eyes widened: "It's clear that he knew he couldn't do anything to his master, and there was no point in continuing to pester him, so he decisively fled."

"..." x2
(乛乛)(一一;)
Don't you have any self-awareness?
Xiang Yuan rolled her eyes, thinking about her three-part self, and seriously suspected that Ji Wuzhou was the silly side of the Heavenly Emperor, with the addition of flaws such as being lazy, lying down, and shameless. He was the culmination of the Heavenly Emperor's reincarnation as a garbage can.

The Heavenly Emperor dumped all the bad aspects on Ji Wuzhou.

“Master, there are no outsiders here. You should have some guesses about the truth. Tell me, what exactly is the mastermind behind all this trouble plotting against you?”

"do not know."

Ji Wuzhou shook his head; he wasn't a riddle maker, he genuinely didn't know.

Xiang Yuan was completely numb. He opened his mouth, hesitated, and suppressed the urge to unleash a torrent of profanity: "Alright, let's talk about what we know..."

He recounted the scheming of the Dragon-Locking Evil Array and the death of the Western Chu royal family from the Book of Life and Death, mentioning the evil plan of the mastermind behind the scenes to subvert the common people, and then asked Ji Wuzhou, the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor, what his intentions were in scheming for the human world.
"..." x2
Alright, I know, but you don't. It's my fault; I shouldn't have asked that question and embarrassed you.

Xiang Yuan rubbed his throbbing temples: "There are solutions to the unknown. If that person wants chaos in the world, then let's bring peace to the world. Since you are in charge of the Heavenly Sect, Master, you should support the Prince Zhao's Mansion."

"Why not Xiao Lei, the Prince of Music? The Heavenly Sect suddenly changed its supporter, changing its orders from morning to evening. Without credibility, it's hard to stand. Its reputation will inevitably be affected," Ji Wuzhou muttered.

It doesn't matter who I support; I can just leave now, or I don't support anyone at all.

The key issue is that Xiang Yuan talked to himself without any intention of discussing things, treating his master as a mere figurehead. This is where the disciple went wrong.

Let's make a deal: I'll be a respectful and devoted disciple!
Xiang Yuan also wanted to respect his teacher, but with such brilliant figures as the dim-witted Frieza before him, he found it difficult to feel respect for the dilapidated boat. After being rescued twice in a row, he felt that without him, the little broken boat would sink at any moment, making him even less able to respect it.

The two stared at each other for a moment, then Xiang Yuan sighed and coaxed, "Master, I think Prince Jing is reckless, Prince Le is unwise, and Prince Kang is a complete fool. Only Prince Zhao can shoulder heavy responsibilities. It would be entirely beneficial for Tianzong to support Prince Zhao's mansion. What do you think?"

"I think so too."

Ji Wuzhou went down the ladder smoothly and nodded in satisfaction.

As I said before, I'll support whoever I want, but what I want is for Xiang Yuan to show respect for his teachers. Just because I've seen him slack off twice in a row doesn't mean I should treat him like a worthless bum.

There were reasons for both of those incidents; it wasn't a fault of his own in battle, but rather that Heaven wanted to destroy him!
"Also, Master, I've been thinking about it. A sudden change of heart would indeed damage the reputation of the Heavenly Sect. We'll have to go through some formalities. What do you think?"

"You can arrange this yourself; there's no need to consult with your teacher!"

"..."

So coaxing.

Xiang Yuan rolled his eyes and explained the method of going through the motions: spread the news that Xiang Wentian from the Zhaowang Mansion broke into Dacheng Mountain, caused a great disturbance at the Tianzong Sect, and after a fierce battle of three hundred rounds, the Tianzong Sect Master Ji Wuzhou stepped in, and the master and disciple resolved their misunderstanding and lived happily ever after.

Ji Wuzhou's argument was rather uninformative, but he argued his case forcefully. However, Tianzong lost the limelight, mainly because the master couldn't be outshone by his disciple. So, he revised the character settings and inserted long, pointless, and idiotic scenes, which changed the script.

Xiang Wentian was being unreasonable, but Ji Wuzhou tolerated him at every turn. He made it clear that there would be three duels and sent three grandmasters to fight. Xiang Wentian won all three rounds in a row. Ji Wuzhou kept his word, and the Tianzong sect changed its support to the Zhaowang Mansion.

It's unclear what he's insisting on, but Xiang Yuan tries to appease him by compromising and accepting the false persona of "being unforgiving when in the right and arguing even when unreasonable."

After the discussion was completed, things became much easier. Ji Wuzhou simply gave the order to spread the news.

"By the way, if you want to enhance the prestige of the Prince Zhao's Mansion, I can help you secure a boost."

Ji Wuzhou said, "Go to Jianxinzhai and find Su Ran Sword Master. Tell her that the Heavenly Sect Master has a favor to ask, and she will do you a favor."

"???"

why?
Why should the Sword Master at the Door Crack give him this face?
Xiang Yuan looked doubtful, remembering that the Sword Master of the Door Crack had once said that he could refine a drop of blood from a god or demon, indicating that there was a predestined connection between the two.

The blood of gods and demons is the blood of heaven and earth. The Sword Master of the Door Crack borrowed the Emperor's blood to regain his youth, indicating that the Sword Master of the Door Crack must be related to the Heavenly Emperor. Ji Wuzhou is the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor, and is also related to the Sword Master of the Door Crack.

"Master, do you know the Sect... Sword Master Su Ran?"

"I don't know him, I've never seen him before."

Ji Wuzhou answered very decisively, and then said: "I only know that she and Yan Xuanhe are related by blood. She can be considered as a bloodline left by the Heavenly Emperor in Qianyuan Realm. As a teacher, she should not refuse to support such a small matter as the Zhaowang Mansion."

What is should?

Xiang Yuan was speechless: "Master, what if all these powerful medicines I have, along with the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed, are confiscated by the Sword Heart Sect as its most treasured possessions?"

"Uh, that's possible."

Ji Wuzhou waved his hand, ignoring what he had just said, saying the risk was too great and that he shouldn't go to Jianxinzhai.

"No, we still have to go. If you don't fight for it, someone else will!"

Xiang Yuan squinted and said, "Sword Venerable Su Ran is the bloodline left behind by the Heavenly Emperor in the mortal world. There are currently two reincarnations of the Heavenly Emperor in the Qianyuan Realm. If you don't contact her, what will happen if the other one does?"

A once-powerful man said that one should make as many friends as possible and as few enemies as possible.

Regardless of whether the mastermind behind the scenes will contact the Sword Master of the Door Fold, this possibility cannot be ruled out. Going to the Sword Heart Pavilion to win over the support of Prince Zhao's Mansion is a minor matter; finding the Sword Master of the Door Fold to team up and fight against the mastermind behind the scenes is the real priority.

At the very least, we must ensure that the Sword Master of the Door Crack remains neutral.

If we can successfully form a team, that would be the best outcome.

Xiang Yuan's intuition told him that the Sword Master of the Door Crack was still a formidable figure, and that Ji Wuzhou was no match for this powerful woman.

If the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up. Ji Wuzhou is just a stinky salted fish, incapable of shouldering heavy responsibilities. With the door crack sword master supporting him, he can lie down behind someone with a clear conscience and hug their leg.

Upon hearing this, Ji Wuzhou's eyes flashed with a sharp light: "The enemy is in the dark while we are in the light. The Heavenly Sect is too big a target. We should indeed find some helpers."

He has wasted many years and is still on the road to catching up. Now that he is facing the mastermind behind the scenes, he can only shout loudly but does not really have much confidence. It would be best if he could get help from all sides.

“Master is right. When the enemy is in the dark, we are in the dark. When facing the mastermind behind the scenes, we shouldn’t talk about chivalry and fight him one-on-one.”

Xiang Yuan nodded repeatedly, preparing to make a trip to Jianxinzhai just in case, and reminded him, "Master, if I haven't returned in three days, remember to go to Jianxinzhai to bail me out. I'm definitely being held captive."

"It's alright. Just reveal your identity as the successor of the Original Heart Path, and Sword Master Su Ran won't really do anything to you," Ji Wuzhou said with a smile.

Master, you don't understand. The Sword Master of the Doorway might not be able to do anything to me, but others might be different!

For example, Shang Qingmeng, and A Ping...

Yes, it could be Qin Zhaorong as well.

It's hard to say exactly who it was, but in short, there used to be Ah Ping who saved people from distress and rescued the family heirloom from danger. That's no longer possible. Ah Ping has been a source of amusement for too long; she won't be so foolish as to continue being a good person.

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Meanwhile, Xiang Yuan, having left the Taixu Palace and gained control of the Heavenly Sect's Grand Array, manipulated it slightly, much like a child who had received a new toy, and played with it to his heart's content.

I have many ideas that I want to put into practice.

But first, he studied the Twelve Dao Pavilions, touching the east and the west, and actually found a Dao Seed that was somewhat related to himself.

The Dao Seed of the True Martial Emperor!

Logically, Xiang Yuan should have a connection with the Dao Seed of the True Martial Emperor, but in the end, the Dao Seed ignored him and showed no intention of returning to its rightful place.

The reason is simple: he already has the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed within him. The True Martial Emperor is just a lowly employee; how could he dare to steal the boss's chair?

Xiang Yuan's doubts were not that the True Martial Emperor's Dao Seed ignored him, but rather that he wondered why the many manifestations of the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed within him were related to the True Martial Emperor's identity.

I didn't understand, and I didn't waste my time asking Ji Wuzhou.

Since I won't know anyway, I might as well not waste my time asking.

A moment later, Xiang Yuan finished exploring all twelve Dao Pavilions and found that none of them were compatible with him. He lamented that the Heavenly Emperor's Dao Seed was too domineering and did not align with his pure and kind nature of knowing when to stop.

Wouldn't it be better to have it all?

At the foot of Wendao Peak, Xiang Yuan waved his hand and pulled Xiao He out of mid-air, saying smugly, "Come on, come back to Prince Zhao's mansion with me. You've been idling around outside all day, turning the house upside down, and you haven't even shown your face."

Xiao He remained silent, tears streaming down his face.

"Brother, why are you looking so long-faced?"

"Seeing my brother's great progress in cultivation, I am truly happy for you from the bottom of my heart," Xiao He said, weeping. His dejected state was clearly visible from three miles away.

I'm afraid my brothers aren't doing well, but I'm even more afraid they're doing too well.

This is nothing! Save your tears. There are so many things to be happy about once we get back to Prince Zhao's residence!
Bringing Xiao He back to Prince Zhao's residence would serve two purposes: firstly, to let him make an impression on Cheng Yuling, so that he wouldn't be away from home all the time, and secondly, because his mother is forgetful and would soon forget that she had given birth to a son.

Secondly...

Madam, look who this is! I've brought my brother-in-law back!

Thinking of this, Xiang Yuan felt a surge of joy and was eager to take Xiao He back to the Prince Zhao's residence to find Xiao Lingyue.

He had been waiting for this day for a long time.

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But first, Xiang Yuan needs to find someone—a despicable, shameless, liar, treacherous, ruthless, and even treacherous person who would betray his own people.

This wasn't a self-introduction, nor was it looking in a mirror; he was referring to Gibranche.

They had agreed that brothers working together could break through any obstacle, but Ji Boli, who was supposed to be worried about being tricked by Benxin Dao and didn't want to team up, insisted on venturing into Dacheng Mountain alone. In the end, Ji Boli tricked Xun Yu into coming, but he himself didn't show up.

What a shameless attitude!
Xiang Yuan was furious that Ji Boli had set a trap for him, and even more disappointed that he had fallen into it despite knowing Ji Boli's true intentions.

Isn’t this bullying an honest person?

He's a grandmaster, how could he endure such humiliation? He'll beat Ji Boli to a pulp today, no matter what. "Brother, before we return to the Prince Zhao's residence, come with me to see someone."

"Who?"

"My senior brother!"

Xiang Yuan's figure faded, and he teleported with Xiao He, leaving Dacheng Mountain and arriving directly in Pingzhou.

Originally, Xiang Yuan could not have done this. After gaining control of the Heavenly Sect's Grand Array and becoming the true young sect master, he could enter and leave Mount Dacheng as freely as he could enter and leave the Peerless Palace.

……

Gaolu County, Ji Prefecture.

Ji Boli sat at the stone table in the backyard, looking up at the moon and starry sky, sighing and cursing.

If you listen closely, you'll find that every three sentences he utters revolve around his true beliefs and are filled with profanity.

Xiang Yuan's true identity was exposed, and it had nothing to do with Ji Boli. The latter did not betray his junior brother. However, Ji Boli's identity was exposed purely by Xiang Yuan, who directly revealed it in front of everyone.

This has really ruined Ji Boli. His public identity is the head of the Ji family, one of the Seven Lineages of Tianwu. However, his identity as the successor of the Benxin Dao has been exposed, which has led to attacks and made it difficult for him to continue serving as the head of the family. This will inevitably cause damage to the family's interests.

Xiang Yuan is self-sufficient and his family has no worries, but Ji Boli is not so carefree. As a member of a powerful family, he has many concerns and worries that affect the whole family.

He never expected that the identity of the successor of the Benxin Dao would be exposed by Xiang Yuan's loose tongue.

"This is a total rip-off!"

Ji Boli looked up to the sky and sighed. Two stupid and ugly faces appeared in front of him, and he wished he could shoot these two scoundrels together.

Unfortunately, it couldn't be achieved.

The first one was too stupid to break through, the second one could have broken through but didn't when he could, and now he can't break through either.

"If I had known this would happen, I should have..."

"What should have been done in the first place?"

Xiang Yuan leaped out of the spatial curtain, put Xiao He aside, and pointed at Ji Boli, saying, "My cousin Ji Boli is the head of the Ji family of the Tianwu Sect, and also my Tongming senior brother of the Benxin Dao."

"This is Xiao He. In my early years, I had a moment of despair and became sworn brothers with him."

Upon hearing Xiang Yuan's introduction, Xiao He's brows twitched. He knew that Xiang Yuan's background was not simple and that he had a powerful master, but... his true identity was that of a first-rate force in Northern Qi.

Didn't you say you were a peasant? How come you have such a powerful background?
Furthermore, why are you disciples of the Benxin Dao running off to Western Chu instead of staying in Northern Qi?

Xiao He asked a question that had been on everyone's mind, a question that had been puzzling everyone.

Ji Boli had little interest in Xiao He. After nodding, he looked at Xiang Yuan expressionlessly and said, "Don't try to claim kinship with me. I don't have a cousin like you, much less a senior brother like you."

I didn't say that!
What's wrong? Are you so angry you've lost your mind?
What's there to be angry about? I'm not even angry yet!

The two fellow apprentices stared at each other, both feeling that they had been thoroughly tricked.

Xiang Yuan gave a forced smile and said, "Cousin, I've come here only to deliver some good news."

"What bad news?"

"You no longer need to hide your identity as a successor of the Original Mind Path."

"Nonsense, everyone knows now, what's the point of hiding it!"

"Cousin, please don't misunderstand. What I mean is that your status as the successor of the Original Heart Path is now legitimate."

Xiang Yuan's sneer grew louder: "I went to Mount Dacheng and cleared up the misunderstanding with Master Poshanban. Now I am the young sect master of Tianzong. If the young sect master can be a master of the Original Heart Path, then you, a minor patriarch who has divided your family into seven branches, are also a master of the Original Heart Path. Who dares to say anything against you?"

real or fake?

Hey, if you put it that way, then I have you as my cousin and senior!

Upon hearing this, Ji Boli immediately became wide awake, cheerfully inviting Xiang Yuan to sit down, and tugging at his sleeve to pull him... but couldn't budge him.

After only two attempts, Ji Boli stopped pulling. The reason was simple: the opponent was Benxin Dao, and if he exerted too much force, he would inevitably tear the opponent's priceless protective armor, and then be extorted, which he could not afford to pay even if he sold the Ji family.

"Cousin, have some tea!"

Ji Boli served hot tea with both hands, containing medicinal herbs such as angelica, deer antler, rehmannia root, and sea cucumber, which looked very luxurious.

"I don't have a cousin like you, you despicable and shameless...Benxindao!"

The balance of power has shifted.

Xiang Yuan pushed the tea aside, and Xiao He peeked out, sniffed the medicinal smell, gladly took it, and gulped it down in one go.

Although he doesn't need it, it's definitely a good thing for young people to pay attention to their diet and lifestyle.

One more cup, please!
"Cousin, why are you so angry? Anger is bad for your health!"

Ji Boli asked with concern, "Now that you are the young sect master of the Heavenly Sect, if you outlive the sect master, you will become the sect master. I am counting on this relationship to live a life of luxury, so you must not upset yourself."

"Tell me, why didn't you go to Mount Mahayana?"

"So that's what it was about. I had no idea it was anything else!"

Ji Boli looked around and said in a low voice, "I did some calculations before I went. This trip will be thrilling but safe. I can't predict the process, but the result will be good. Since it's the same whether I go or not, I won't join in the fun."

"Is this your reason for rigging me?" Xiang Yuan raised his voice.

"Not really."

Ji Boli's face darkened: "I've figured out one thing: this trip to the Ji residence will cause a major upheaval."

Under Xiang Yuan's insistence, he stammered out the divination results, but it was still the same: the cause and process could not be calculated, only the result.

According to Gibranche's divination, if he went to Mount Mahakasyapa, within a few hours, an old king would take the opportunity to sneak into his home and have intimate interactions with his wife, concubines, secondary wives, secondary wives, secondary wives, secondary wives, concubines, attendants, maids, and other women.

At this point, Ji Boli cursed and swore, how could he tolerate being cuckolded, especially so thoroughly?

Xiang Yuan was stunned when he heard this. According to Ji Boli, the so-called Old Wang should be "himself", who was simulated by the Heavenly Sect's Grand Array and went home to visit all the other households in one go.

Well done, cousin! You actually guessed something.

Ji Boli couldn't fathom the power of the Heavenly Sect's Grand Array, but he could probably foresee the outcome. Compared to the green grassland on his forehead, betraying his own people was a daily practice of the Benxin Dao, and within acceptable limits, after a moment's thought, he didn't leave the house, but instead hid in the shadows to prepare to capture Old Wang.

Old Wang didn't get to see them; instead, Xiang Yuan and Xiao He arrived.

Xiang Yuan knew the reason; there was no such thing as Old Wang at all. He didn't expose him, but instead shared the same hatred and cursed Old Wang for being shameless, telling Ji Boli to keep a close eye on him and be on guard at all times, so as not to let Old Wang succeed.

Old Wang didn't come today, he must have heard the news. He should be here tomorrow or the day after. We must not be careless or negligent.

Seeing that Ji Boli was listening with great fear, Xiang Yuan felt much more at ease. He pondered using the Heavenly Sect Grand Formation to simulate an old king, a Grandmaster, who was exceptionally handsome, honest and upright but possessed a powerful weapon, and would occasionally wander around outside the Ji family compound.

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“In that case, it’s understandable that you don’t want to go, but we can’t let this matter go. You owe me a favor, and I’ll come back to ask for your advice another day.” Xiang Yuan snorted and took Xiao He away by teleporting.

As the wind blew away, Ji Boli suddenly stood up, his aura spreading out. He waved his hand to set up a spatial restriction, held his breath, and prepared for battle.

He didn't believe that Benxindao was so easy to talk to!

Holding grudges overnight is not the style of Benxindao; there will definitely be a sneak attack tonight.

Hiss!

The sound of tearing of the spatial barrier came from behind. Ji Boli's pupils shrank sharply, and he turned around abruptly to strike out with a palm. However, he was injured in the lower back from being ambushed by villains last time. Turning around hastily aggravated his old injury, and his body stiffened, pausing for a moment.

In that very instant, a sword-like finger struck from behind.

Injury upon injury!

"My kidneys—"

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Guanshan Road, Zhen Dian Prefecture.

Prince Zhao's Mansion.

The moon is bright and the wind is gentle; it's a beautiful time to enjoy nature.

Two figures moved through space and walked out, cheerfully leading the way ahead. They pulled Xiao He and said, "This is the Prince Zhao's residence. Come on, let's go to my place. Don't be too reserved, just make yourself at home."

"What a coincidence, we live in the same house..."

As Xiao He was complaining, after walking a few steps, he found the small courtyard in front of him to be quite familiar.

Seeing Xiang Yuan skillfully scale the wall and enter, he immediately flew into a rage and jumped in after him.

Inside the courtyard, Xiao Lingyue pushed open the door and walked out, looking annoyed at the two men who had climbed over the wall and entered. One was her husband, and the other was her brother. With these two together, this courtyard was no longer safe.

"Brother, let me introduce you. This is my wife, Xiao Lingyue!" Xiang Yuan said with a smile.

"..."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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