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Outside the Yuanchu Holy Temple, Huang Yanchen lay on the ground, tears streaming down her face like rain. She didn't even have the strength to stand up. All that remained in her mind was Zhang Ruochin's indifferent gaze as he left.


The colder her eyes became, the deeper the pain in her heart grew.

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Chi Yao, the Empress' voice echoed out: "A person's life always has to make choices. Since you choose to stand on this empress' side, it means you must lose the other. Even gods can't have it all, let alone you?"


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"There's no turning back once a choice is made, only the path ahead."


Chi Yao, the empress's voice, sounded especially ruthless. Every word was like an iceberg, crashing down heavily on Huang Yanchen.


<<< The Grand Master Tai Zai approached the outer courtyard of the Yuan Chu Holy Temple, clad in a purple Kun official robe. He glanced at the distant yellow smoke and dust before respectfully kneeling on the ground. “Zhang Ruochin is a prodigy chosen by heaven and earth. If he were to serve the court, he would undoubtedly become a brilliant hero among humans. The old man greatly admires this son. However, he has now fallen into demonic obsession and harbors boundless hatred for the Empress. In the future, he will surely become a great calamity. For the sake of the court, for the world, and for the Kunlun Realm to be free from war, the minister believes that he cannot be allowed to leave, he must be killed. >>>


In the distance, the holy scripture woman, Canglan Martial Saint, and Qingmo, who were kneeling on the ground, all changed their expressions.


They too were well aware that the imperial advisor was exceptionally perceptive and never spoke falsely. Zhang Ruochin truly was a prodigious genius, capable of defeating nine esteemed disciples single-handedly, an unparalleled feat. In time, once he matured, he would undoubtedly become a formidable threat to the court.


This is precisely why they are so worried, fearing that Zhang Ruochin will not be able to leave the Imperial City today and will be eliminated.


In the primordial hall, the voice of Queen Chi Yao echoed: "This will surely bring great calamity?"


"Indeed. This person has always been a key focus of the court. With his terrifying cultivation speed, he will likely reach the Great Saint realm in just fifty years and become a god in three hundred. My lord, Zhang Ruochin's danger level far surpasses that of Master Zhi Chan and Kong Lan You. Your Majesty, we must take precautions. Kill him before it's too late." Wang Shiqi said.


<<<"After fifty years, one becomes a Great Saint. After three hundred years, one becomes a god. Since the beginning of heaven and earth, has there ever been such a person?" The Empress Chi Yao's tone was flat, yet anyone could hear the disdain in her words. >>>


"No, but Zhang Ruochin's talent is extraordinary..."


Before Wang Shiqi could finish his words, Chi Yao, the Empress, interrupted him, saying: "How outstanding is one's natural talent? Throughout history, has anyone's talent ever been comparable to Zhang Ruochen's?"


"...It's not that he's bad...Zhang Ruichen's talent is indeed rare, arguably the first since ancient times. However, in the Kunlun Realm, every hundred thousand years, or even tens of thousands of years, one or two prodigies like him will be born. For example, the Thousand Bones Empress from a hundred thousand years ago, she was no weaker than him in any aspect. Pushing further back, all the way to ancient times, remote antiquity, and pre-ancient...the primeval era, there were probably eight hundred figures like Zhang Ruichen and the Thousand Bones Empress."

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"These people are all capable of reaching the Great Saint realm, or even the Divine Realm?"


"No. Not even the Empress of a Thousand Bones could become a god." Wang Shiqi said.


"Since that is the case, why should the Empress fear a mere ant still crawling in the mud?"


Chi Yao, the Empress, spoke with an air of majesty and dominance. "Beneath the ten thousand feet of earth in the Kunlun Realm lie countless heroic bones. One more or one less makes no difference. Five decades to become a Great Saint, three hundred years to become a deity? Wang Shiqi, how many years have you cultivated?"


In the presence of a deity, General Qi felt immense pressure. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and he stared at the ground, saying, "One thousand two hundred and forty years."


"What is your talent?"




"I, Wang Shiqi, consider myself no weaker than anyone else in the world."


Chi Yao, the Queen Empress, said: "People who can cultivate to your level, whose talents and comprehension are not among the top tiers? However, do you know why, after 1,240 years of cultivation, you still haven't broken through to the Great Saint Realm?"


"Please, Your Majesty, guide me," Wang Shiqi bowed again.




To attain the Great Saint realm, or even the God Realm, it doesn't matter your natural talent. It matters your heart. When you kneel before this Emperor, you are already destined to fail to reach the Great Saint realm." Empress Chi Yao said.


King Shiqi's forehead was slick with sweat as he said, "Why..."


"Great Saint, you are the Emperor among Saints. Those with an imperial heart shall not yield to others. Those with a divine heart will never be defeated. Beneath Great Sages, one relies on natural talent. Above Great Sages, one relies on refining the heart."


"Those with the heart of an emperor will never submit to others. Those with the heart of a god will remain undaunted even after a hundred defeats."


Never submit to others, never be defeated.


Wang Shiqi's mouth muttered softly as he pondered deeply.




"When you kneel before this imperial presence, the path of the great sage is destroyed. You are far inferior to Shi Chan Ancestor and Kong Lan You in this regard. Their future achievements will undoubtedly surpass yours." said Chi Yao Empress.


Wang Shiqi realized the key and said, "Your Majesty, please guide me on how to refine my heart."


"

Refining the heart is like refining soldiers. Only by using the hottest fire and the coldest water, coupled with the best refiner, can we forge an invincible divine weapon.

To withstand the fiercest fire and the coldest water, one must first find the finest iron in the world. The four essentials are indispensable.

"


"What is the most violent fire, and what is the coldest water?" King Shi Qi asked.


"The fiercest fire of the heart is anger. As for the coldest water…" Empress Chi Yao paused for a moment before continuing, "Figure it out yourself."


<<>>


"In that case, Zhang Ruochin is nothing to be afraid of."


Wang Shiqi thought for a moment, and then said: “There’s also another thing. The Heaven and Earth Chessboard shows that the ten Blood Emperors of the Immortal Blood Clan and the Master of the Immortal God Temple have all escaped from the Northern Region and are heading towards Manluo Island.”


"The Empress Chi Yao seemed somewhat disdainful. "The Ten Blood Emperors are nothing but ten self-righteous frogs at the bottom of a well. Even in the Undead Blood Clan, even the Underworld King only dares to claim kingship, yet they dare to call themselves emperors. Well then, since they dare to call themselves emperors, at least they have a heart that is not subservient to others. Frogs at the bottom of a well are always stronger than ants. This Empress will personally send them on their way."


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The next moment, a multicolored divine cloud flew out of the central imperial city and headed north.


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With the power of one person, he severely injured the nine realms' children. This battle made all the cultivators in the imperial city shiver with fear.


Zhang Ruochin's face was dazed, he walked step by step towards the outskirts of the Imperial City. However, no one dared to make a move. They were not the Nine Great Realms' Sons, the Nine Great Realms' Sons all possessed powerful physiques and strong vitality. Even if their bodies were severed, they would not die.


If their bodies were severed, they would undoubtedly die.


"There's no need to rush. Once the blood runs out, he'll die naturally. Wait until he collapses, then you can take his treasures."


Many malicious cultivators were following behind Zhang Ruichen, waiting for him to fall so they could swarm him.

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Those who had good feelings for Zhang Ruochin, however, didn't dare to help him. They only showed expressions of sympathy. After all, the people Zhang Ruochin offended were the Empress, the entire court, and even the entire world.


Who could bear the terrible consequences if they intervened?




<<< In the midst of wind and snow, Zhang Ruochin felt a torrent of blood welling up from his chest with every step he took. His face grew increasingly pale, his body turned numb, and even snowflakes that landed on his face wouldn't melt, instead forming an icy layer. >>>


More and more cultivators followed Zhang Ruochin, but Zhang Ruochin just didn't fall, he walked out of the Central Imperial City.


"Looking at him like that, so stubborn and determined to die, is really annoying."


"If you're going to die, just do it already. You got such severe injuries, your heart was pierced, all your blood drained, and you're still not dead?"


Some people are already impatient, restless, and ready to take action.




Two old men shot out from the clouds and landed in front of Zhang Ruochen.


<<>>


"Really? Are they dead?"




Jiufengzi's face turned pale as he leaned closer, looking at Zhang Ruochin's heart wound that was already frozen. He immediately gasped in surprise.


The two old men had just arrived at the imperial city and didn't know what had happened.


After Gusuzi and Jiu Fenzi escaped from Xianjis Mountain, they were looking for Zhang Ruochin. After all, Zhang Ruochin possessed the formula for Liu Sheng Deng Tian Wine and Chiba Saint Heart Grass, things they desperately wanted, so they feared that he would hoard them to himself.




"Strange, strange. After all that blood had been spilled, he should be dead by now, yet he still clings to life." Gusongzi stroked his beard and shook his head, feeling a sense of disbelief.




"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and save him." the wine-crazed man urged.




The wine demon stretched out a hand and slapped Zhang Ruochin on the back. A thick holy energy surged out, continuously flowing into Zhang Ruochin's body.


In an instant, all the frost on Zhang Ruochin's body melted away.


Meanwhile, Gu Songzi then pulled out three Saint Dans in succession. They were a Blood Qi Saint Dan, a Healing Saint Dan, and a Longevity Saint Dan. He fed all of them into Zhang Ruochin's mouth.


In today's world, perhaps only a Saint of Alchemy like Gusongzi could successively refine three different kinds of holy pills.




Seeing that the Wine Demon and Ancient Pine were actually saving Zhang Ruochen, those cultivators who had followed Zhang Ruochen all the way naturally felt very indignant.


Where did these two old geezers come from? They dare to save Zhang Ruochin! Are you tired of living?


Those who dared to offend the Empress, you all saved them. Today, I will kill you all on behalf of the Empress.


Those restless cultivators could wait no longer and rushed out, charging towards the three figures of Jiu Fengzi, Gu Songzi, and Zhang Ruochin. They planned to kill first and then seize the treasures.

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