Fang Qing had, after all, made a name for himself in Ancient Shu. After hearing only a few words, he viewed it from the perspective of a cultivator at a higher level and immediately felt that these were childish games of make-believe. There had to be a Great Cultivator behind it all.
So the emperor and princes of the Wu Kingdom are only at about Qi Ingestion or Dao Foundation?
What succession struggle? A Purple Mansion True Person could settle it with a word, yet they've made such a production of it... Is slapping their own faces that much fun?
If they aren't doing it to slap their own faces, then it's terrifying.
He took a drink to steady his nerves, and unpleasant memories of Li Rulong and the Intercalation Ritual surfaced in his mind.
The mighty True Lords of antiquity left such a deep mark on the world with their every move that they left corresponding rites behind...
If later generations imitate them, they can draw the same response...
So is this some sort of rite belonging solely to Metal Virtue?
Did some great figure from High Antiquity, at least a Golden Core cultivator, once do precisely this?
Fang Qing was tempted to divine the Eighth Virtuous Prince's fate, but the matter most likely involved a Golden Core True Lord. On second thought, he had better not court death.
He casually took a bite of food before asking, "What is the Eighth Virtuous Prince's name? And what about that flying sword?"
"The Wu Kingdom's imperial surname is Li. The Eighth Virtuous Prince's given name is Lu..."
One of the martial artists beside them answered, his tongue thick with drink. "As for that flying sword... Tsk, that flying sword..."
"That flying sword's swordlight is said to 'part dragons from their