Chapter 208
At the towering NinetyNine Zhang Ascension Pavilion, Ying Zheng, clad in his black dragon robe, listened intently to Zhao Gao’s report. For the first time, his face showed an expression of unprecedented seriousness, and deep within his eyes, a flicker of shock emerged.
Fixing his gaze on Zhao Gao, his voice carried an undeniable authority that brooked no dissent.
“Are your words true?”
Zhao Gao’s back was drenched in cold sweat. He immediately bowed even lower, his head nearly touching the ground.
“Your Majesty, every word is true. The assassins of the Luo Net returned from Wudang overnight with firsthand accounts. Everything was witnessed with their own eyes. The Little Immortal of Wudang personally answered the Sword Demon, revealing that the Immortal Dao is a cultivation system of his own creation!”
Even Zhao Gao, who had seen much in his lifetime, was filled with shock.
His cultivation was not insignificant, and he understood all too well what the creation of an entirely new cultivation system implied.
Zhao Gao knew what truly concerned the First Emperor. The DaoBuddhist rivalry and the duel between the Sword Demon and the Little Immortal were secondary. The key lay in the revelation that the Immortal Dao, as described by Ning Changge, had begun to unveil its mysteries to the world.
The shock in Ying Zheng’s eyes deepened. Unknowingly, black dragon energy coiled around his hand. His voice was soft, yet carried immense weight.
“To refine the forces of heaven and earth for one’s own use, to pursue eternal life, to seek the truth of immortality.”
“Immortal Dao… is it truly so miraculous?”
His breathing grew heavier.
Eternal life.
It was a goal he had pursued relentlessly.
Why else would he have summoned Daoist alchemists to his court, excavated ancient texts and secrets, or sent Xu Fu across the seas in search of the elixir of life? Why else would he have invested in Ning Changge’s Daoist teachings upon first hearing of the Immortal Dao?
Now, he realized how gravely mistaken he had been.
He, like the rest of the world, had assumed that Ning Changge’s socalled Immortal Dao was merely a path to becoming a Land Immortal.
Only now did he understand.
The Immortal Dao was an entirely new system of cultivation, one that refined the forces of heaven and earth for personal use.
Such a path aligned perfectly with his vision of eternal life.
As someone who stood at the pinnacle of the Nine Provinces, Ying Zheng was well aware of the existence of spiritual constitutions. He knew that certain individuals sought to harness the forces of heaven and earth, but to think that a mere youth had succeeded where others had only dreamed?
It was clear.
From now on, all eyes in the Nine Provinces would be fixed on Wudang and its Little Immortal.
Zhao Gao’s heart raced with fear.
It had been years since he had seen the First Emperor so visibly affected. The last time was centuries ago, when Xu Fu failed to return from his quest for immortality. Zhao Gao had already overestimated the importance of Wudang in the Emperor’s eyes, but even so, he had underestimated its true weight.
“Zhao Gao,” Ying Zheng commanded, his black dragon energy swirling ominously, “from this day forward, Wudang and the Little Immortal are to be the highest priority of the Great Qin. I want to know their every move, especially regarding the Immortal Dao!”
His voice grew colder.
“When the time is right, I will personally visit Wudang.”
Zhao Gao’s heart nearly stopped. The idea of the Emperor himself visiting Wudang was unthinkable. Trembling, he forced himself to respond.
“And… what of our plans for the Sui Dynasty?”
“Put them second.”
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
As Zhao Gao retreated, drenched in sweat, Ying Zheng’s gaze seemed to pierce through the heavens, landing on Tianzhu Peak in the Ming Dynasty. His eyes burned with fervor.
“Immortal Dao… if it truly grants eternal life, I will not let it slip away!”
### Martial Emperor City
Wang Xianzhi stood at the eastern edge of the city, gazing out at the East Sea. As he listened to the report behind him, his eyes gleamed with a sharp, almost blinding light.
In that moment, his battle intent surged, radiating across Martial Emperor City. The Jianghu practitioners within the city felt it keenly, their hearts trembling as they looked skyward, wondering what had provoked the Martial Emperor.
Wang Xianzhi’s eyes burned with excitement, his blood boiling as it hadn’t in years.
“The Sword Demon of the Song Dynasty was defeated by him? Even the Sword Demon admitted inferiority? This is a worthy opponent like no other!”
His focus was entirely on the legendary duel between the Sword Demon and Ning Changge.
As a martial fanatic, his heart was set ablaze.
Long ago, when Ning Changge first displayed strength approaching that of a Land Immortal, Wang Xianzhi had taken notice. But at the time, he felt it was too early. The boy had not yet ascended, though his monstrous talent was undeniable.
Now, things were different.
The Sword Demon’s defeat at Ning Changge’s hands meant that the Little Immortal was now his equal.
Wang Xianzhi was also intrigued by the Immortal Dao.
Perhaps it could enhance his own martial path.
“Another system of cultivation? I must see it for myself. To refine the forces of heaven and earth? I’ll witness it with my own eyes!”
His eyes blazed with fervor.
In the Nine Provinces, geniuses of Ning Changge’s caliber were rarer than rare. Wang Xianzhi longed for a duel with him.
“Once I complete my current seclusion and perfect my martial path, I will seek out the Immortal Dao!”
His confidence was unshakable.
For years, he had dominated the Jianghu of Liyang, calling himself second to none. Even if the nine strongest martial artists joined forces, he was certain he could defeat them all. His belief in his invincibility was absolute.
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