Chapter 97 - Chapter 97: Chapter 97: Can the Imperial Palace go to the same place with us?

Chapter 97: Chapter 97: Can the Imperial Palace go to the same place with us?

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“Would you like to go inside that tomb?” Jiang Li returned to the Heaven-ranked room and casually mentioned his plans, surprisingly stirring the interest of the Red Dust Fairy in the tomb of the God-transformation stage cultivator.

Munching on the delicacies brought by Jiang Li, the Red Dust Fairy carefully savored each bite, her cherry lips slightly parted.

Jiang Li, fearing the food would get cold, secretly kept it warm.

“All Immortal Beasts are very adorable, I want to look at the ‘Immortal Beast Catalogue,”‘ the Red Dust Fairy, who loved animals, found all Immortal Beasts, whether fearsome or auspicious, to fall under the category of “adorable.”

“Especially Di Jiang, cutest of them all.” The Red Dust Fairy had encountered descriptions and representations of Immortal Beasts in the Red Dust Pure Land, sparking a substantial interest in them.

However, Jiang Li could hardly see anything adorable about Di Jiang, a creature without any facial features that appears as a red ball with six legs and four wings.

To Jiang Li’s eyes, Di Jiang was just a strange creature that looked like a red egg with six legs and four wings.

“Why not wait for Li Nian’er to bring it back?”

“You don’t understand.” In front of Jiang Li, the Red Dust Fairy didn’t have to shroud herself like a dumpling, revealing a face of exquisite beauty that could cause one to swoon. She wiggled her slim, white forefinger as she gently explained.

“In the hands of that God-transformation stage cultivator, it’s a firsthand book, but once it reaches Li Nian’er, it becomes secondhand, and by the time I get it, it’d be thirdhand.”

“Though I can’t look at the firsthand book, I at least want to see the secondhand one.”

Jiang Li found it hard to understand the logic of a three-year-old, but with the idea of cherishing children and not arguing logic with women, he decided to go along with the Red Dust Fairy’s thinking.

“Then let’s go for a trip tomorrow.”

The Red Dust Fairy nodded decorously, striving to maintain an elder’s demeanor.

The Red Dust Fairy was satisfied with Jiang Li’s compliance as he always agreed with her.

It was already grating enough not being allowed out, but they didn’t even allow her to eat a fairy peach.

What, would she get pregnant from eating a peach?

“Young master, let’s go somewhere else for lodgings.”

The servant who fled previously managed to scramble back to his young master.

The ‘Young Master” referred to by the servant was a somewhat unnaturally white-skinned youth. While the few people around him were extremely respectful, they also clearly feared him, maintaining a certain distance from him at all times.

Uttering these words, the servant was apprehensive, understanding his master’s temper of disliking troublesome matters – if he could stay at this inn, he would never go elsewhere.

“Isn’t there a Heaven-ranked room there?”

“There is, but it’s occupied.”

“Can’t we ask the guests to vacate it?” The Young Master asserted, his status as a Golden Core Cultivator and a feared Poison Practitioner in a small city without even a Nascent Soul Cultivator would certainly give him complete liberty to act as he pleases.

Poison Practitioners nurture their bodies with countless venomous creatures, refining their bodies into poison through enduring numerous toxins.

The Young Master was quite notorious and known as “Poison Young Master” in the society. He believed that by just politely chatting with the inn or Heaven-ranked room’s guests, explaining the marvel of poison, and showcasing a few of ‘cute’ creatures like centipedes or scorpions, wouldn’t the guests obediently vacate the room?

“There are representatives from the Imperial Palace and Body-incorporating Sect at this inn,” the servant reminded.

The Poison Young Master walked straight past the inn, continuing forward while looking back at his servants who were standing frozen, scolding, “Why are you all just standing there gawking, since this inn is out of rooms, we’ll just find another one!”

The Poison Young Master’s party finally found an inn and booked all the Heaven-ranked rooms.

The servant who had popped out from the inn spoke anxiously, ‘Young Master, I heard that the Imperial Palace has been searching for some tomb in the Great

Wei, could it possibly be the same place we’re heading to?”

At this utterance, everyone, including the usually serious Poison Young Master, broke out into laughter.

“Ah Liu, you’re too cautious. How could a powerful force like the Imperial Palace be going to the same place as us?” Perhaps thinking it funny that his subordinate was being silly, the Poison Young Master spoke more than usual.

“The lead figures of the Imperial Palace are at the Body Integration Realm, even having a Transcendence Tribulation Stage, not to mention the enigmatic Jiang Li of the Mahayana Realm above them. Would they actually be searching for a tomb of a God-transformation stage cultivator?”

With total conviction, the Poison Young Master declared, “In my opinion, they should be looking for the tomb of a Transcendence Tribulation Stage or an Immortal.”

“I heard that the predecessor to Great Wei was the Great Han Dynasty, and the founder of the Great Han had once slain the Immortal Beast, White Snake.

Perhaps that is the tomb they are searching for.”

The servants all nodded in acclaim of the Young Master’s wisdom, which greatly pleased him.

Even though these were all things they knew as servants.

“Our destination is only the tomb of a God-transformation stage cultivator, even though that cultivator was somewhat exceptional, there’s no way it could garner the attention of the Imperial Palace.”

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might have noticed him, ” Ah Qi was still uneasy.

“While he may be said to be a prodigy, he can only be compared to cultivators of his same level. If he wasn’t poisoned and killed by our venerable ancestor, at best he would’ve only become a Body Integration Stage powerful cultivator,” the Poison Young Master shook his head.

The tomb of the God-transformation stage cultivator that the Poison Young Master was seeking belonged to a master who was once a celebrated prodigy. Around a thousand years ago, this addressee greatly distinguished himself, especially with his Beast Controlling Technique, and was capable of commanding all sorts of extraordinary animals to assist him in fights. Moreover, he was very gifted in cultivation with praises from the great cultivators that he held the essence of Body Integration Stage.

However, the road of cultivation is never smooth. This cultivator was poisoned and fell resentfully during his God-transformation stage by the Poison Young Master’s venerable ancestor.

The Poison Young Master was a man of ambition, not only just wanting to acquire this God-transformation stage cultivator’s unique cultivation technique, but he also yearned to learn the Beast Controlling Technique to merge it with his poisonous insects. Perhaps he could control his poisonous insects with more ease in this way.

“Alright, get some rest. We’ll head to the tomb to take a look tomorrow.”

“Hmm? Jiang Li, you’re also going?”

The next day, when Li Nian’er was preparing to set out, she saw Jiang Li and a beautiful woman wrapped up like a zongzi, saying they were going to the tomb too.

Why would she feel beautiful without even showing her face?

Li Nian’er couldn’t figure it out.

“Yes, the weather is really hot, and we’re looking for a cooler place,” Jiang Li shamelessly lied, completely ignoring the fact that cultivators of the Nascent Soul Stage are unbothered by changes in temperature.

As a cultivator of Nascent Soul Stage herself, Li Nian’er naturally knew about being unaffected by temperature, but she thought Jiang Li must have ulterior motives, so she made a mental note.

One year, one month, one day, Jiang Li personally demonstrated to me what it means to return to one’s original simplicity.

“Then who is she…?”

“You can consider her as an ordinary person without any cultivation.”

“My name is Red.” The voice of the Red Dust Fairy carried an ethereal and expansive essence.

At this time, Zhang Konghu was still asleep. Although cultivators generally replace sleep with meditation as they progress in their cultivation, Zhang Konghu persistently believed that sleeping was more comfortable and insisted on getting a good night’s sleep every day..