The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 360 - 172: A Huge Responsibility (Extra for Leader Kuang San Marry Me, 5/10)

Chapter 360: Chapter 172: A Huge Responsibility (Extra for Leader Kuang San Marry Me, 5/10)

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In a certain palace within the Imperial Palace.

At this time, the starry sea that once filled the palace had been drawn into a sphere, suspended above Qing Yu’s left hand.

Qing Yu maintained his gaze on the black sphere condensed from the stars, as if looking through the sphere at a little figure trapped within.

"The universe is in my hand, and myriad transformations arise from my body. This peculiar enlightenment makes me truly understand the meaning of these words."

Qing Yu suddenly smiled and said, "Thank you, Qiao Baixuan, you’ve propelled my path forward by a great step. I can feel it, the Late-stage Divine Origin Realm is not far away now."

His laughter was clear and cold, yet it was real and sincere. Qing Yu’s eyes remained unfocused, still within the state of Observing Heaven, yet he was able to express his own emotions.

This was indeed a delightful advancement for Qing Yu.

And there was more to it. As Qiao Baixuan continuously crushed Qing Yu’s starry space with the "Fate Derivation Wheel," he was also demonstrating the profound mysteries of the Fate Altar’s calculation secret techniques. Qing Yu’s gain was not only in martial arts but also in the Heavenly Mechanism Divination Skill, where he reaped substantial benefits.

"What a good man Qiao Baixuan is. Since that’s the case, let’s do good deeds through to the end."

The hand Qing Yu had placed atop Feng Jiu’s head suddenly moved. Strands of True Qi that perfectly fused with Feng Jiu’s own were manipulated, forming several seal gestures with Feng Jiu’s body.

Then, the phoenix apparition that had been crushed by the "Fate Derivation Wheel" appeared once again, but this time, it wasn’t to stop Qiao Baixuan, it was to...

Take advantage of the moment the Northern Zhou Dragon Vein was trapped and fiercely snatch away a large wisp of Dragon Vein Qi.

"Phew—"

Inside the Yangxin Hall, where he was being treated by the Imperial Physician, Feng Tianming suddenly sat up, spitting out a large mouthful of fresh blood, staining the golden covers with large patches of crimson.

His complexion, which had seemed somewhat normal after treatment by the Spirit Sect, now looked even more worn.

"Ah!" The Imperial Physician startled up in horror, fumbling as he saw this sudden turn of events, sensing a great misfortune looming, as if a star of death hung overhead.

Fortunately, the Imperial Physician still had some sense and did not truly lose his head. He urgently shouted, "Quick... call for a Spirit Sect master."

A eunuch standing at one side suddenly disappeared without a trace, apparently gone to fetch someone from the Spirit Sect.

In fact, since Feng Tianming was not presiding over the Nine Dragon Sky Array at this time, even if the Dragon Vein was damaged, it should not have had such an effect. Not to mention that now, it was only a strand of Dragon Vein Qi that had been snatched away.

But the truth was that his injuries from several days before were too severe, and now they were just being suppressed by Meng Shanhe’s "Vast Righteous Qi." The loss of a wisp of Dragon Vein Qi certainly would not harm Feng Tianming, but it could trigger the wounds suppressed by the "Vast Righteous Qi."

It was like adding frost to snow, worsening the already severe injuries. Feng Tianming’s already limited lifespan might have been further reduced.

On the other end.

After intercepting a portion of the Dragon Vein Qi for research, Qing Yu incorporated the rest of the Dragon Vein Qi into Feng Jiu’s body.

After becoming the Imperial Prince, even if others were reluctant, Feng Jiu had still seen the Imperial Family’s secret Divine Skill "Phoenix Sky Strategy."

After that, unbeknownst to others who thought Feng Jiu had just looked at it—after all, the limitations of "Vast Righteous Qi" were there—Feng Jiu couldn’t possibly abandon his Divine Origin Realm power to recultivate the "Phoenix Sky Strategy."

But Feng Jiu indeed shifted his cultivation focus to the "Phoenix Sky Strategy."

Even though Feng Jiu always presented himself as a gentleman, both he and Qing Yu knew that the only thing Feng Jiu had in common with a gentleman was that he had a facade that greatly resembled one.

Given Feng Jiu’s temperament, he had always been unable to unleash the full power of "Vast Righteous Qi," so his switch to cultivating the "Phoenix Sky Strategy" was necessary. Besides, the future Emperor of Northern Zhou had to be proficient in the "Phoenix Sky Strategy."

Now, back to the main point.

The "Phoenix Sky Strategy" had been passed down for nine hundred years, meticulously refined by Emperors of Great Zhou and Northern Zhou, and was somewhat similar to the Emperor Martial Art. Qing Yu infused Dragon Vein Qi into Feng Jiu’s body, which wouldn’t cause his power to surge dramatically but would still enhance the cultivation of the "Phoenix Sky Strategy."

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It’s just that this move will trap some people, that’s all.

Feng Tianming had already fallen into the trap, and the rest, like Qiao Baixuan and others, were also ready to be delivered a scapegoat on a silver platter.

Suddenly, colorful strands began to appear around the trapped Divine Dragon, these strands had form but no substance, yet they could cut the countless golden rings that bound the Dragon Vein-transformed Divine Dragon into fragments—this is how the Divine Dragon broke free.

"Aooo—"

Enraged and entwined with countless colorful strands, the Divine Dragon charged, shattering the various levels of the Fate Derivation Wheel displayed on the Heavenly Destiny Compass.

"This isn’t good, Xinyuan Abbot has intervened," Qiao Baixuan exclaimed in alarm.

Colorful strands reached out from the sky, entangling everyone inside the dilapidated Taoist temple.

"Gong Ziyu seized the chance when I trapped the Dragon Vein to steal its energy, and surely the Emperor of Northern Zhou must be implicated by now. Both the Great Zen Temple and Mountain River Academy will definitely intervene."

No sooner had he spoken than Zhang Yuanlu, who was standing behind Qiao Baixuan, suddenly grabbed his shoulders and leaped, bursting through the top of the Taoist temple.

Then, he saw a huge palm made of pure white True Qi pressing down from the sky.

"It’s Mountain Master Meng."

Having witnessed the battle in the Divine Capital, how could Zhang Yuanlu fail to recognize the white giant palm that had ground Red Sun Dharma King and Aguge into the earth?

Evidently, Zhang Yuanlu had jumped too late, for Meng Shanhe’s attack had arrived.

In order to quickly get to Gong Ziyu to kill him, Zhang Yuanlu and the others had deliberately chosen this broken Taoist temple, very close to the Divine Capital.

But this proximity to the Divine Capital also meant that it was close to Datong Mountain.

Meng Shanhe didn’t even need to leave his home to suppress them with a palm from across the distance.

Zhang Yuanlu threw Qiao Baixuan, who he was holding, to Zhang Yuanfeng, who was grappling with Zhang Yangping. Dragon and tiger roars erupted around him as his Dragon Tiger Daoist energy boiled, "Dragon Tiger Gathering Storm."

The Cloud Dragon and the Wind Tiger launched forth, carrying a resolute aura as they charged at the descending giant palm.

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Without a ripple or wave, the Cloud Dragon and Wind Tiger were effortlessly dispersed by the giant palm. The word ’resolute’ had always been associated with sacrifice; clearly, Zhang Yuanlu’s "Dragon Tiger Gathering Storm" was no match for Meng Shanhe’s overwhelming palm.

"Boom—"

The giant palm smacked Zhang Yuanlu back into the broken Taoist temple, flattening the entire building to the ground.

Afterward, it dissipated into a mist and vanished. Clearly, Meng Shanhe’s punishment had ended there.

"Second Brother." Zhang Yuanfeng, who had managed to escape thanks to Zhang Yuanlu’s temporary stand, rushed into the ruins of the now-flattened Taoist temple to search.

"Cough cough... I’m here."

From the rubble, Zhang Yuanlu emerged, pushing aside the ruins and standing up.

"Second Brother, are you alright?" Zhang Yuanfeng hurried over.

"It’s nothing serious, just a slight punishment from Mountain Master Meng." As he spoke, Zhang Yuanlu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Though the injury seemed serious, it was minor for a warrior of the Divinity Realm.

"We got past Mountain Master Meng, but the Great Zen Temple will be tougher to deal with."

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