This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 411 Thousand Machine Sword Tomb, Ten Thousand Sword Peaks

Descendants of last week.

This has such a long history!

Xiang Yuan wasn't a cultivator; he occasionally worked in the fields and had some knowledge of the history of the Qianyuan Realm.

In ancient times, during the reign of King Zhou, the emperor enfeoffed 365 vassal kings, forming 365 vassal states. Some were poorly managed, while others grew large and powerful, eventually annexing each other and causing years of war.

The Northern Qi, Western Chu, and Southern Jin were stable regimes established more than four hundred years ago. Before the Three Kingdoms period, the regimes that changed hands in the Qianyuan region never stopped.

There are many different theories about the exact year of its demise. Some say it was due to a change of ownership, others say it was due to the extinction of the royal bloodline, and still others say it was due to the loss of control over the vassal states.

However, one thing is certain: last week's demise was not directly related to the three kingdoms of Western Chu. When these three kingdoms reached the top, only ruins remained from last week.

The fact that there were still descendants of the Zhou royal family in the world was truly beyond Xiang Yuan's expectations. Thinking about the name Wangjian Manor again, in hindsight, it was indeed quite meaningful.

As expected, the founders of Wangjian Manor had no ambition to restore their kingdom and used the name "Wangjian" (meaning "forget the sword") to warn future generations against daydreaming. However, as Wangjian Manor grew stronger, its successors, eager to go further, made a decision that went against their ancestors' wishes.

Of course, it could also be related to the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor coming to visit.

I am the Heavenly Emperor, but I lack a son, named the Son of Heaven.

In any case, Baiyun Manor and Wangjian Manor have entered the game. At the request of the mastermind behind the scenes, they support Jing Wang Xiao Ning's ascension to the throne. The former is the stronghold of the demon race, which the human race cannot tolerate, and the latter is a descendant of the Zhou dynasty, which the three kingdoms cannot tolerate.

Once their identities are exposed, these two companies are destined to be wiped out by various forces.

"I thought that Prince Zhao's family was already courting death by colluding with Northern Qi and appointing Liu Che as the Retired Emperor, but I never expected that Prince Jing's family would be the real master of suicide. They deserve to be killed by everyone..."

Xiang Yuan complained with a bewildered expression that the political background of the Jingwang Mansion was too outrageous. They were either demons or remnants of last week's regime. Exposing either one would mean the entire family would be wiped out.

No relatives dared to come to the banquet!
Xiang Yuan shook his head. Judging from Jing Wang Xiao Ning's actions of sending his original wife to the old emperor's bed and raising his son, he was a loyal and patriotic minister. Even if he had the audacity, he would not dare to collude with the demon race and the remnants of Zhou. He probably did not know the true nature of the two manors.

Commonly known as an unlucky guy, a complete puppet.

"Master, how is the Forgot Sword Manor doing now?"

"hey-hey."

Ji Wuzhou grinned, but mindful of his dignity as a teacher, he raised his hand to suppress his smile and took out several Qiankun Rings: "This is the land deed of Wangjian Manor, this is the house deed, and this is the account book. From now on, the business of Wangjian Manor belongs to Tianzong."

Shameless!
Look at your mercenary and cunning face. You're supposed to be the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor, can't you be a little more dignified?

"My dear disciple, please don't misunderstand. What kind of person am I? How could I possibly do such petty theft or robbery!"

Seeing Xiang Yuan's disdainful look, Ji Wuzhou immediately argued that he hadn't stolen or robbed anything; he had simply picked up the item since it was lying on the ground and no one wanted it.

This is what I picked up!
You're kidding me. These rings are neatly categorized and packed in, clearly from warehouse to warehouse.

Xiang Yuan rolled his eyes, took out a few Qiankun Rings as well, and replied, "I picked these up."

It was no coincidence; it was all due to the skillful instruction of the master craftsman who taught the broken sampan.

Now it was Ji Wuzhou's turn to be speechless. You little brat, you also snatched, ptooey, you also picked up, how dare you look down on your master?
Xiang Yuan tossed aside the Qiankun Ring from Baiyun Manor, then took the Qiankun Ring from Wangjian Manor. He selected some land deeds, house deeds, and account books from the surrounding area of ​​Qingzhou, put them into a Qiankun Ring, and prepared to send them to Jianxinzhai.

The Sword Master at the Door Crack might not be so rare, but the Sword Heart Sect certainly is. With so many mouths to feed, the daily food and drink costs a fortune, and since the intelligence was provided by them, they have to share the benefits.

The most crucial point is that if the White House chief takes it, the door-crack sword master must also have it.

Otherwise, if the matter is exposed, the Sword Master of the Door Crack will have another reason to keep him in the Sword Heart Hall as a family heirloom.

There's a reason why Bai Wuyan chose the land deeds and items of Wangjian Villa instead of Baiyun Villa. She knew that the land deeds and items of Baiyun Villa were all in Xiang Yuan's hands. If the shops of Baiyun Villa around Qingzhou suddenly became the assets of Jianxinzhai, he would definitely keep them in Wushuang Palace as family heirlooms.

Although it sounds strange, it's the truth, making Xiang Yuan sigh again that his life is really too difficult.

Apart from the Qiankun Rings given to Wushuang Palace and Jianxinzhai, all the remaining assets belong to Tianzong. Xiang Yuan's stance is upright; for him now, the most suitable identity is the young sect master of Tianzong, and he is no longer on the side of the Xiao family of Shendu.

He tried, and was very disappointed. They were a bunch of hopeless idiots, worse than salted fish.

While dividing the spoils—or rather, dividing the spoils of war—Xiang Yuan told the master of the dilapidated sampan to be more serious. He said that since they were cultivating immortality, they shouldn't be so obsessed with worldly things and should broaden their horizons.

The two engaged in a question-and-answer session, with Ji Wuzhou recounting his journey. He then infiltrated the Forgot Sword Manor and captured a Grandmaster, opening up to him for a heart-to-heart conversation.

I thought the trip would go smoothly, but I never expected to uncover such a shocking secret.

Immediately afterwards, the mastermind appeared and fought the opponent for three hundred rounds, gaining the upper hand and trading minor injuries for major ones, defeating the opponent who fled in disarray, abandoning his armor and weapons.

Because the rhetoric was too exaggerated and did not conform to objective facts, Xiang Yuan exposed it on the spot.

Seeing Ji Wuzhou's pale face, Xiang Yuan knew that he had encountered the mastermind behind the scenes. Seeing that he returned to Tianzong safely, he guessed that he had not encountered the mastermind himself, but rather a battle of magic from a distance, just like with Bai Wuyan.

The mastermind behind the scenes, not wanting to stoop to the level of a worthless nobody, casually dismissed him and then moved the small cave of the Forgot Sword Manor, along with a large number of human resources, to the East Sea.

Upon inquiry, it was indeed the case.

Ji Wuzhou stammered, his face flushed, saying that Wangjian Manor had been razed to the ground, and that this battle was exceptionally dangerous.

After saying that, he hung his head dejectedly, another day when he couldn't hold his head high in front of his apprentice.

It's alright. Without the White House, Xiang wouldn't be able to stand up for himself today.

Xiang Yuan felt relieved, but to prevent Ji Wuzhou from becoming arrogant, he didn't say anything. He raised an eyebrow and said, "Master, the mastermind behind this has been able to kill you several times, but he chose to raise a tiger to cause trouble. The scheme is obvious to the naked eye, even a blind person can see it. Be careful, or I might get splattered with blood."

Before Ji Wuzhou could think, he said with a dark face, "Disciple encountered the mastermind at Baiyun Manor and was worried about your safety, so I rushed to Tianzong to confirm it without delay. And you, on the other hand, are squatting here counting money. Is this how you act as a master?"

Ji Wuzhou glanced at Xiang Yuan speechlessly. Turning the tables was fine, but don't go too far. The sheer stupidity of Bei Qi Benxindao was enough for Xiang Yuan to protect himself. If anything happened to either of them, it would only be him.

Seeing that Ji Wuzhou was shameless and had no self-respect or dignity befitting a teacher, Xiang Yuan couldn't help but think of Xiao Qian from the Zhaowang Mansion.

I suddenly understand Xiao Qian!
……

An hour is a long time, long enough that many things can still be done in the distance.

After leaving Tianzong Dacheng Mountain, he teleported straight to the capital, spreading his aura to lure out the unwilling Xiao Feng.

"Brother, what brings you here?"

Xiao Feng's face was full of joy. At this crucial time in the struggle for the throne, he hoped to keep a certain distance from his elder brother if possible.

Unfortunately, it couldn't be saved; it was voted out.

"I have a few small things to tell you."

Xiang Yuan said casually, "The supporters behind King Le Xiao Lei are the three families of Tianzong. The three families of Tianzong have been unified, and now there is only Tianzong. There is no longer any talk of Tianjian, Tiandao, or Tianwu. The capital must have received this information."

“Who says otherwise!” Xiao Feng said with a bitter face.

"Do you know the latest news from Tianzong... Never mind, that shabby boat is unreliable, I'll just tell you directly."

Xiang Yuan pointed to himself and said, "Standing before you is a cultivator from the Northern Qi's Benxin Dao, a member of the Liu clan, the Left Envoy of the Yellow Springs Dao, the Young Master of the Heavenly Sect, and a member of the Zhao Prince's Mansion..."

The space is large enough to accommodate so many people.

Xiao Feng listened and nodded. When he heard "Young Sect Master of the Heavenly Sect", he was stunned for a moment, then his scalp tingled. He said dryly, "Brother, what does 'Young Sect Master' mean? Can you explain it to me? You know me, I haven't studied much and I'm very honest. I don't understand complicated things."

"You already understand, you just don't want to face reality."

Xiang Yuan scoffed and said, "The Heavenly Sect Master, Ji Wuzhou, is my nominal master. There was a misunderstanding before. A few days ago, I attacked Dacheng Mountain. When he saw that I had a reasonable argument, he turned hostility into friendship. The Heavenly Sect then supported the Zhao Prince's Mansion and completely severed ties with Prince Le, Xiao Lei."

"Gudu!"

The disciple knows this, but the master is someone I've never heard of before. What does this mean? You seem to dislike him?

Xiao Feng swallowed hard: "So, it was the young sect leader in person. My apologies... What I meant was to congratulate you on your reconciliation with the sect leader. I said long ago that there was a misunderstanding. Today, with master and disciple united and the Heavenly Sect working together, it will surely become a beautiful story in the Qianyuan Realm in the future."

As she spoke, she looked aggrieved. "We agreed that we were brothers, and you even called me your sister-in-law. How did you end up becoming the young sect leader on the other side?"

You two families are like slaves!

No, how many families have you been a slave to?
Xiao Feng was indignant, blaming Xiang Yuan for breaking his promise. Xiang Yuan, on the other hand, looked disdainful, saying that the Xiao family of Shen Du was too vile, ambitious but short-sighted. How could they deal with the mastermind behind the scenes with such a useless teammate who dragged them down?

Not only the Xiao family of Shendu, but also the Liu family of Tai'an and the Li family of Shangyuan are all the same; none of the royal families of the three kingdoms are qualified allies. Since Xiang Yuan realized this, he abandoned the Xiao family of Shendu and focused on cultivating his persona as the young sect leader of the Heavenly Sect.

Let's not contact each other anymore, lest people misunderstand.

The two stared at each other for a moment, but in the end, Xiao Feng, being kind-hearted, forgave his good brother.

Once a big brother, always a big brother. Young Sect Master, the Xiao Clan of the Divine Capital and the Heavenly Sect have enjoyed a friendship of hundreds of years, and recently there was even a marriage alliance to strengthen their relationship. They are truly friendly organizations!
Seeing that Xiang Yuan ignored him, Xiao Feng scratched his head and smiled憨厚ly: "Brother, the Zhaowang Mansion already has the support of many first-class forces. With the help of the three families of Tianzong, no, with the strong assistance of Tianzong, it can be said to be like adding wings to a tiger. What is Jingwang Xiao Ning? Baiyun Manor and Wangjian Manor are businessmen who know the rules. They will definitely welcome the royal army to the capital."

"No, that won't happen. The Baiyun and Wangjian manors no longer exist in the world," Xiang Yuan said quietly.

"..."

Xiao Feng was sweating profusely; the question was too difficult, and he truly didn't understand it.

"The Heavenly Sect Master visited the Forgot Sword Manor, and the Young Sect Master visited the White Cloud Manor. After that, both of them were removed from the list of top-tier forces in the world."

Xiang Yuan patted Xiao Feng on the shoulder: "So, you understand now?"

"Understood, Xiao Yan, no, the Xiao family of the capital has always supported Your Majesty."

Xiao Feng patted his chest and said that, for example, he insisted that Xiao Yan had the qualities of an emperor and was the first choice for a wise ruler, but Xiao Qiushui, Xiao Ling, and Xiao Yin did not listen and insisted on interfering.

"Speaking of which, you should thank me for this. These two manors are the real threat to Western Chu..."

Xiang Yuan explained that the two manors were the masterminds and lackeys behind the scenes; one was the stronghold of the demon race, and the other was a descendant of the royal family from last week. Xiao Feng nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Both villas were razed to the ground, so whatever Xiang Yuan said was true.

Judging from Xiao Feng's expression, Xiang Yuan knew that this guy was not being sincere. This was also the reason why he abandoned the Xiao family of the capital. He judged a gentleman by his own petty standards. No matter how many truths he told, the other party would imagine that he was a criminal gang bullying the weak.

That's fine then. Just behave yourself from now on.

Xiang Yuan turned to leave, but stopped abruptly, slapping his forehead. He said apologetically, "I forgot to mention that although the young sect leader went to Baiyun Manor, he was just running errands. The secret of the demon race was revealed by Sword Heart Sect's Sword Venerable Su Ran, and Cloud Hidden Peak was leveled by the White Palace Master of Wushuang Palace."

"..."

Leaving aside the external forces of Northern Qi, just considering Western Chu, behind the Zhaowang Mansion are Tianzong, Wushuang Palace, Jianxinzhai, Huangquandao, Dajue Temple...

Quickly, someone, go to Zhen Dian Prefecture to welcome His Majesty to the throne!

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An hour is a really long time; it's long enough that even after Xiang Yuan has walked through Dacheng Mountain and Shendu, there's still more than half an hour left.

First, go to Prince Zhao's residence to find Xiao Lingyue and tell her that you will live up to everyone's expectations. Then, have her inform Xiao Yan to bathe and change his clothes and get ready, as the welcoming party of the Xiao family of the capital will arrive soon. From now on, change your habit of saying things like "I am the King" or "I want to be all alone."

Next, they teleported to Bishui County in Qingzhou, entered a small courtyard, and happily acquired a pet named Aping.

"The moment Xiang left Jianxinzhai, your senior sister let you out to fish. How much does she dislike you?" Xiang Yuan put his arm around Zi Ping's shoulder, forcing a friendly relationship.

"I should be the one saying that. I was thrown out by Senior Sister and you came right after. How much do you want me to die?" Zi Ping said weakly.

Let Ah Ping go, she really can't laugh anymore.

Zi Ping suggested that Xiang Yuan shouldn't just make fun of her. Qin Zhaorong was actually quite good too. Not only was she beautiful and had a great temperament, but she also had a strong ambition and had wanted to cultivate immortality for a long time.

Xiang Yuan stroked his chin. Qin Zhaorong was indeed quite good, especially her amusing personality of enjoying the fun of things. She got along very well with him. In addition, there was the clever little brain, who was very good at playing the straight man when telling crosstalk.

If Qin Zhaorong had been more tactful, Xiang Yuan would have treated her like a buddy.

"No, it's more fun when you're causing trouble, Ping. She's no good, she's not as honest as you."

Xiang Yuan recounted the reasons for persecuting Zi Ping, which moved the latter to tears. It's truly too difficult for honest people.

"Oh right, this is from Wangjian Manor..."

Xiang Yuan took out a Qiankun Ring and handed the future assets of Jianxinzhai to Zi Ping, briefly describing what had happened: "Don't ask why, this is what your Jianxinzhai deserves. Give the Qiankun Ring to the Sword Master, and she will naturally understand."

Upon hearing that the first major thing the Heavenly Sect did after its consolidation was to destroy the Baiyun and Wangjian manors, Zi Ping's eyebrows twitched. She lamented that evil forces were running rampant and that the days of righteous sects would be even more difficult in the future.

She weighed the Qiankun Ring in her hand, and as her primordial spirit surged into it and sensed it briefly, her eyes immediately lit up and turned green.

Like a wolf!
Suddenly, Zi Ping realized what was going on and looked at Xiang Yuan with displeasure: "Why are you asking me about something so important? Go find Senior Sister! Don't you think I'm miserable enough already?"

"hold head high."

Xiang Yuan nodded confidently, feeling that there was still room to dig deeper into Zi Ping's amusing anecdotes.

It doesn't matter if we can't find it, we're just idling around anyway.

"Don't worry, I'll find your senior sister, but not now..."

Xiang Yuan mentally calculated, glancing at the time he had agreed upon with Bai Wuyan. There were still two incense sticks' worth of time left, which he felt was more than enough. He pricked his fingertip, letting a trickle of blood escape, and then forcefully shoved it into Zi Ping's mouth, compelling her to enter a cultivation state.

After the Xuanhuang Blood Sea, Xiang Yuan underwent a blood transfusion and marrow cleansing, resulting in a surge in the medicinal power within his body. Currently, only Bai Wuyan, with her profound background, can adapt to his blood medicine and take it directly without causing a fever.

Even Xiao Lingyue and Chan'er, two experienced and large-scale buyers, needed Xiang Yuan's assistance, let alone Zi Ping, who was even less capable than Shang Qingmeng.

The moment the blood-infused medicine entered his mouth, his internal organs felt unbearably hot, and soon he was drenched in sweat, feeling hazy and drowsy, his cheeks flushed with a slight intoxication.

He seemed confused; there was something wrong with him at first glance.

Xiang Yuan put his arm around Zi Ping's shoulder and rubbed against her a few times, leaving his scent on her body. Then he loosened her hair and messed up her long robe before calmly grabbing her arm and pressing her down onto the couch.

Run away after crushing it.

Bang!

As the door opened, Zi Ping, still half-asleep, saw a figure in a cool white robe and felt a sudden chill, instantly waking up from her drowsiness.

Looking at her disheveled appearance and then at Shang Qingmeng's expressionless face, she felt a lump in her throat and tears streamed down her face.

However, I'm innocent, Senior Sister!
Zi Ping: (╥﹏╥)
……

The Peerless Palace, a small grotto in the cold pool.

Before entering, Xiang Yuan saw the blue phoenix hanging in the sky. He was delighted and prepared to ask Bai Wuyan to let the bird manage the medicine garden and spirit fields of Wushuang Palace, such as fetching water and fertilizing.

He knew the Azure Phoenix very well; it looked fragile, but it was incredibly resilient!

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Upon entering the small cave, Xiang Yuan, as was his habit, immediately went into the water to rinse himself off before coming to Bai Wuyan's side.

No more, no less, exactly one hour.

"Senior Sister Bai Feng, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Xiang Yuan took out the jade disc and opened the Yanfu Gate corresponding to the Ancient Desolate Realm, and his way of addressing Bai Wuyan also changed accordingly.

Bai Wuyan nodded gently and stepped into the Desolate Ancient Realm together with Xiang Yuan. The Cloud-Weaving Heavenly Robe spread out with rosy light, ensuring that her blood energy would not be devoured by the omnipresent pressure of the Desolate Ancient Realm.

This time, I didn't bring any spare pills, but a large medicinal herb that I already had was ready to use and was better than any elixir.

Although Xiang Yuan didn't have any protective armor, after refining the Xuanhuang Blood Sea, he wouldn't feel weak after just a few steps like when he first entered the Desolate Ancient Realm. The sports student was full of energy and didn't ask where the opportunity was. He just opened his mouth and waited for the rich woman to feed him.

Bai Wuyan closed her eyes and sensed for a moment, then drew her fingers into a sword and slashed in front of her. She raised her hand to hold Xiang Yuan's shoulder, and teleported away from where she stood.

When the two reappeared, the scene before Xiang Yuan was magnificent and boundless.

The Ten Thousand Sword Peaks stand tall, like the fangs of a giant beast piercing the sky, stretching to the ends of the earth.

"This place is called the Thousand Machine Sword Tomb, which contains the metal element of the Five Elements. I will be there to protect you. Go and seize this opportunity."

Bai Wuyan glanced at the sky. The Thousand Machine Sword Tomb was not the Xuanhuang Blood Sea. If Xiang Yuan took the opportunity, it would inevitably attract the attention of the extraterrestrial demons. Today was a good day to deal with the Wheel Prison Demon and avenge the bad luck from the last tribulation.

The ordeal she endured was unbearable and it ruined her life.

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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