Dao Equaling the Heavens
Chapter 58 - 58 50 Feint to the East Strike to the West Dividing the Spiritual Medicine

58: Chapter 50: Feint to the East, Strike to the West, Dividing the Spiritual Medicine 58: Chapter 50: Feint to the East, Strike to the West, Dividing the Spiritual Medicine The Grand Superintendent of the Daqian Imperial Palace, Feng Baizhou, was second in power only to the Prime Minister, one of the top nobles of Daqian.

He sat in the midst of the ruins of Qianfeng Tower, the aged protector of Qianfeng sitting beside him as an attendant.

Lu Chan did not show her face.

Feng Baizhou, over fifty, had hair speckled with white but his face was free of any wrinkles.

Instead, he possessed a kind of handsome look, his temperament soft yet unforced, and his voice neutral without the typical nasal twang of a eunuch.

He was not a eunuch, but a Heavenly Person who had cultivated a specific technique, neither male nor female, devoid of the organs characteristic of either sex.

He was also a pinnacle warrior of the Third Realm, just a step away from the Fourth Realm.

Feng Baizhou asked, “Speak up, give the court an explanation: who is the scion of that spear-wielding dharma form genius?”

The protector of Qianfeng shook her head and answered, “This old body does not know who he is.

The moment he set foot in Qianfeng Tower, he began a massacre.”

“With no grievances or enemies, why would he trouble you all?

Moreover, a young man with a dharma form of military skill, even I nearly got hurt.”

Feng Baizhou simply didn’t believe the other’s claim.

He gently stroked his arm, which still throbbed with pain.

As a top-notch Return to Void cultivator, his cultivation had reached profound mysteries and he had begun to condense his dharma form.

Perhaps he was not as prominent as the heirs of the great factions in Immortal Land, but his own foundation should have been enough to suppress the majority of geniuses.

At the very least, if he didn’t face the monsters from the Heavenly Destiny List, and the leading talents from the sect true inheritors on the human and earth lists, ordinary geniuses couldn’t defeat him.

He too had once condensed his own Dao foundation, a genius in his own time.

However, he did not make it to the end; the Sixth Level foundation was too feeble to advance and only served as the backbone for his current cultivation.

And surely, someone who could spar head-on with him and even injure him must be from the top ten of the three lists.

Lu Chan’s voice came through.

“Even Senior can’t defeat that person?”

“Of course I can defeat him; though he has a dharma form, his other techniques are extremely rough, his movement technique poor, his luck unrefined.

Apart from his spear skill, nothing else is commendable.

If I put forth all my strength, he would undoubtedly be defeated…”

Before Feng Baizhou could finish talking, a trace of perplexity flashed in his eyes, followed by a more serious expression.

Suddenly, he thought a Major Sect heir would not be so inadequate, the military simply do not specialize in exotic techniques, but that does not mean they completely avoid learning other cultivation techniques.

That mysterious genius was like acing the imperial examination essays, adept in state affairs as a fish is in the water, but performs disastrously in poetry and classical literature, even his handwriting twisted and skewed.

This defied logic, unless he was innately knowledgeable, which is often the case for the apex powers in the cultivation world.

There are many who possess great determination, but to stand at the summit, extraordinary talent is indispensable.

Often, people use determination to motivate disciples within their sect, but the vast majority will end up as mediocrities, realizing that the world never lacks those with both determination and talent.

A genius who appeared out of nowhere, one who stumbled upon a broken inheritance and thereby comprehended the dharma form.

Should that be true, such talent is extraordinary, and in the future, he is sure to be a powerful figure in the Fourth Realm, and among the best of them.

Feng Baizhou felt some tingling in his scalp, he couldn’t help but wonder if exchanging a couple of blows wouldn’t count as creating enmity, would it?

He certainly did not want to inexplicably provoke a future top-notch power.

Lu Chan said, “He claimed to be Brother Hongchen.

Does the Senior recognize him?”

“Brother Hongchen?”

Feng Baizhou’s face showed contemplation as he sifted through centuries of memories, ultimately shaking his head and saying, “I do not recall anyone from the military with that name, and his style does not resemble the Qianlong Spear Skill of Qianlong Manor.

It is more akin to someone from the Demon Path.

But you’ve drawn the ire of a strong enemy with a dharma form, and you don’t even know his identity?”

Lu Chan retorted, “The Ninth Prince of the Zhao family has provoked a powerful enemy, do you not know his identity either?”

Feng Baizhou frowned and said, “What does this have to do with the Ninth Prince?”

“He came to steal the Condensing Dao Pill.”

“Condensing Dao Pill?

What does his theft of the Condensing Dao Pill have to do with the Ninth Prince?”

As Feng Baizhou’s voice fell, he suddenly realized something and his expression immediately darkened, “What is Qianfeng Tower implying, bewitching the Ninth Prince into destroying his own foundation?

Aren’t they afraid of being flattened?”

The Condensing Dao Pill is a type of pill that accelerates foundational cultivation, as well as the speed at which one’s foundation is solidified.

However, it is like laying a foundation; rather than focusing on making it solid, it aims to speed up the process, and thus the achievements in the future are doomed to be limited.

“I’m just taking money to do a job.

He’s not a little brat, doesn’t he know what he’s doing?”

Lu Chan said with a light laugh, then treasure paper bills floated down one after another—all were thousand taels of treasure paper from Wanbao Bank.

“Now that the pills are gone and the money returned, the used materials will not be compensated.

Senior Feng, you should first go see Zhao Feng.

I hope he’s not dead by now.”

Feng Baizhou wanted to erupt in anger, then he took into consideration the other party’s background.

It wasn’t possible for him to kill her, and most likely, he wouldn’t be able to.

Young prodigies from the major sects were almost one in a thousand years, the old fellows of those sects were extremely cautious about the backup plans they prepared for them.

He snorted coldly and left with a sleeve flourish.

Feng Baizhou boarded a carriage and left Dragon Bridge, but not far off, suddenly an imperial guard rode close, his tone panicked, “Sir, the Grand Treasury Department has…

has been looted!”

Boom!

The roof of the carriage was directly lifted off, and Feng Baizhou leaped thirty feet away, quickly sweeping towards the direction of the Grand Treasury Department.

He exerted his movement technique with all his might, like gliding close to the ground, completely disregarding the extreme scarcity of mana in the environment, which, once exhausted, would be very difficult to recover in a short time.

If an enemy appeared now, it could lead to his demise.

In the time it takes an incense stick to burn, he returned to the Grand Treasury Department.

A group of officials huddled at the entrance, looking at each other with bafflement.

Feng Baizhou pushed through the crowd and hurried to where the spiritual medicines were stored.

The scene inside was in complete disarray; all the spiritual medicines had been tossed out, and the last batch of medicinal fruits—the highest quality Lin Chuan medicinal fruits of the recent years—were gone!

Suddenly he noticed a three-pound, not very valuable angelica on the ground that had been bitten, many of the spiritual medicines that had not been taken were destroyed.

This was like a drop of water flying into hot oil, Feng Baizhou’s face turned iron-blue, his fists clenched tighter and tighter, and in a rage, he punched the wall, and dense cracks spread out like a spider web.

“What a fine decoy to attack from the east but strike from the west!”

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On the other side, Gu Wen and Hee Huan were dividing the loot in an abandoned shack.

Two big bags of medicinal materials, initially Gu Wen planned to divide them evenly based on the quantity and age of the materials.

Doing so, he might have taken a loss, but it would also be good for deepening future cooperation.

Hee Huan, however, was very tactful, using the reason that he had hardly exerted any effort, he only took thirty percent, leaving seventy percent for Gu Wen.

This is the advantage of dealing with clever people; both parties know how much they should take, and there would be no issues of uneven distribution of loot.

Hee Huan didn’t exert effort, but just like with the Dragon Bridge theft of the Condensing Dao Pill, his greatest contribution was taking on the risk with Gu Wen.

Should trouble arise, he could take more, but even without trouble, he should still take a share.

The fact that the other party offered it voluntarily definitely made it more agreeable.

Hee Huan himself didn’t feel like he was at a loss.

On the contrary, it felt like a gain.

As Gu Wen also made concessions, trading a precious spiritual medicine like ginseng for the medicinal fruits in his possession.

Lin Chuan medicinal fruits had thick medicinal power, but also great toxicity, only an experienced Pill Master could handle them.

Trading over three hundred medicinal fruits for one ginseng was frankly a steal.

Brother Hongchen was not stingy, and with high talent, he’s worth befriending!

Gu Wen took out a ginseng and swallowed it whole; his Fate Diagram vibrated slightly, and the depleted Heavenly Marrow once again came to life.

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