Ying Xian! The Eight Characters of a Sight-Roaming Emperor!

Chen Lingxi and went straight to Yuan River Prefecture.

He traveled on clouds, storing the Heavenly Boat in his Hongdong Bag, relying solely on Cloud-Riding Technique to travel.

Ninth Floor of Qi Circulation, the pale blue cloud beneath his feet moved so fast that it resembled a blue shooting star, leaving a long trail as it streaked across the sky.

The mountains and rivers below rushed past, and in a very short time, the outline of Yuan River Prefecture came into view.

Chen Lingxi descended the clouds and mist a hundred miles away from Yuan River Prefecture.

He landed in a deserted mountain hollow, withdrew his Cloud-Riding Technique, and gathered his spiritual energy. His Myriad Marvel Robe changed at will, transforming from a flowing gray-blue long robe into a worn-out indigo short brown robe, with a hemp rope tied around his waist and a pair of worn-out cloth shoes on his feet.

He then took out a tattered bamboo hat from his Hongdong Bag and put it on his head, pulling the brim down so low that it covered most of his face.

The Concealed Edge Method operated silently within his body, gathering his spiritual energy and Qi and Blood, and even slowing his breathing considerably.

From his appearance, he was just an ordinary country boy.

With a slender build and a faint aura, he would not have been given a second glance even if he were thrown into a crowd.

After doing all this, he started walking along the official road towards Yuan River Prefecture.

He didn't ride the clouds or the wind; he simply walked step by step, just like a true mortal.

This is not unnecessary.

He killed Eastern King, the Ying Ju of the Eastern King. The Eastern King and the court officials have probably already turned the area around Yuan River Prefecture upside Heavenward Realm.

Although with his current cultivation level, he shouldn't be afraid of these people, his trip was for future planning, and he couldn't bring in powerful enemies before things were done.

Three or four months have passed since Chen Lingxi killed Ying Ju of the Eastern King.

Over the past three months, a great upheaval has taken place in Yuan River Prefecture.

Ying Ju was the eldest son of the Eastern King, one of the few Nine Revolutions experts in the Great Li Dynasty, and a fierce general under the Eastern King.

He died on Inlaid Gold Mountain Yuan River Prefecture, without even a complete corpse left behind. How could such a momentous event be easily overlooked?

In the first two months, the court's fury swept through the entire Yuan River Prefecture like a violent storm.

The prefect, Chu Jizhe, was demoted to the remote and impoverished region of Haibei, a place rife with malaria.

If Chu Jizhe was in such a state, the officials below him were even more likely to be implicated.

The case involved more than a dozen people, including the magistrate, the sub-prefect, the clerk, and the inspector.

Several generals responsible for the defense of the passes surrounding Yuan River Prefecture were directly held accountable for "negligence and letting the enemy escape," and were dismissed from their posts, investigated, and imprisoned.

Even Lin Suri was punished, but it seems he was never caught.

During that period, the entire Yuan River Prefecture was shrouded in an atmosphere of constant anxiety.

However, the turmoil came fiercely but also subsided quickly.

The high-ranking officials in the imperial court probably understood that the "demon" capable of killing the Nine Revolutions could not be captured simply by scapegoating a few more people.

Such swift action was solely intended to appease the Eastern King.

By the third month, Yuan River Prefecture had largely returned to its former appearance.

Chen Lingxi the city and stayed at Riverwatch Tower.

They were gone for ten days.

On this day, before dawn, Chen Lingxi silently transformed his Myriad Marvel Robe from his nightgown into a black robe for night travel.

He left the city and headed west, heading straight for Inlaid Gold Mountain.

In the forest twenty miles from Inlaid Gold Mountain, Chen Lingxi sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated, activating the method of Qi Observation.

At this moment, he used his True Intention as a guide to push the method of Qi Observation to its limit.

In an instant, the majestic Inlaid Gold Mountain came into full view of him.

Such a thorough investigation.

Two full days passed.

For two days, Chen Lingxi remained seated cross-legged in the woods, motionless.

Two days later, after confirming that there were no more ambushes on Inlaid Gold Mountain, he stood up from the forest, crossed the open valley, and quietly climbed Inlaid Gold Mountain.

The moonlight was faint, and the starlight was dim.

Chen Lingxi went to the Eastern King Palace again.

He approached the Jade Platform, squatted down, and lifted a blue stone paving stone, revealing a small stone box underneath.

Open the stone box, and a thin letter is revealed inside.

Chen Lingxi took out the letter, tore open the seal, and pulled out the thin sheet of paper inside.

There were only eight characters on the letter.

Ying Xian.

Gengshen, Gengchen, Renchen, Jiachen.

The birth chart of Great Ye Emperor.

Chen Lingxi looked at the eight characters and a smile appeared on her lips.

"Xi Ninghe is indeed extremely fast," he muttered to himself, his tone carrying a hint of approval.

That day in Lunan Prefecture, when he used his Divine Sense to instruct Xi Ninghe to handle this matter, he originally thought that the prefect of Xi would have some concerns.

After all, inquiring about the emperor's birth date and time was no ordinary matter. If it were leaked by someone with ulterior motives, a charge of "spying on heavenly secrets and plotting rebellion" could easily be leveled against him, inevitably causing trouble.

He had assumed that Xi Ninghe would hesitate for a few days, and might even outwardly agree but inwardly do nothing.

Unexpectedly, in just ten days, this Lord Xi had already found out the news, sent someone to deliver a letter, and, as instructed, hid the letter under the Jade Platform of the Eastern King Palace.

This speed and efficiency are outstanding, even among capable officials.

"As long as these birth details are accurate, Xi Ninghe is indeed a capable person."

"Having witnessed my [divine methods], Xi Ninghe will certainly not dare to deceive me."

Chen Lingxi carefully put away the letter, quietly descended Inlaid Gold Mountain, and returned to Yuan River Prefecture.

In the guest rooms of Riverwatch Tower.

He reached into his robes, and with a slight thought, the bright yellow imperial edict flew out of his Hongdong Bag and hovered in front of him.

He opened his left hand, holding the letter sent by Xi Ninghe in his palm. The eight small vermilion characters on the letter paper looked like eight dark red stars in the darkness, flickering uncertainly.

The imperial edict is on the left, and the eight characters are on the right.

Chen Lingxi a deep breath and sank into her Divine Chamber.

Within the Void of the Divine Chamber, the thick fog churned as usual.

Those few lines of golden tadpole-shaped characters hung high in the Void, radiating a warm and bright glow.

His consciousness fell on the list of Sight-Roaming, on the third line that was still blank.

He silently recited the name and birth date of the Great Ye Emperor...

Ying Xian.

Gengshen, Gengchen, Renchen, Jiachen.

Then...

The two characters "Sight-Roaming" in the Void the Divine Chamber did not react in the slightest.

Chen Lingxi frowned slightly.

He tried again.

The Void of the Divine Chamber remained deathly silent, and the words "Sight-Roaming" were like a stagnant pool, unable to stir even the slightest ripple.

He took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming.

The names, birth dates, and items handled by the cultivators can be traced back to those below the sixth level of the Qi Realm, and ordinary people are also included.

But now, despite using the sage as a tool and the eight characters of his birth chart as a pretext, he is unable to Sight-Roaming Great Ye Emperor.

This indicates that the Great Ye Emperor's cultivation level had exceeded the scope of the Qi Circulation Sixth Floor.

"As expected." Chen Lingxi sneered inwardly and put the imperial edict and the eight characters back into the Hongdong Bag.

"This Great Ye Emperor is actually a cultivator, and even stronger than someone at the Qi Circulation Sixth Floor."

"Perhaps that earth-shattering masterpiece, using mountains and rivers as a battle array, was his work?"

He carefully put away the imperial edict, then recalled the higher-level binding conditions for Wandering Sight Divine Ability.

To Sight-Roaming the cultivators on the Upper Three Floors, one needs a wisp of pure spiritual energy and a drop of blood.

"These two things are really too difficult to carry."

Chen Lingxi frowned in thought.

Within the imperial palace, powerful figures abound.

To rashly enter the palace to retrieve that wisp of spiritual energy and a drop of blood is tantamount to suicide.

As Chen Lingxi reflected on this, he stood up. In the past few days, he had already considered many possible paths.

Since the binding conditions for cultivators on the Upper Three Floors cannot be met for the time being, why not try the conditions for visiting the Heavenward Third Floor first... or even the conditions for Sight-Roaming the Dao Foundation Realm.

[A deeply intertwined cause and effect].

A glint flashed in Chen Lingxi's eyes.

The concept of cause and effect is elusive and intangible; he had no idea where to find it.

But if we were to say who in this world was most deeply entangled with the Great Ye Emperor...

"Wouldn't the Great Ye Emperor Great Li Dynasty, be considered to have a very deep connection with Great Ye Emperor?"

"Although we are not entirely certain about this, it is worth a try."

He made up his mind and didn't delay any longer.

He stood up, left Riverwatch Tower and walked east. After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he arrived at the largest pharmacy in the east of the city.

Benevolence Hall.

The pharmacy had a very large storefront, a three-bay shop, with a black plaque with gold characters hanging in front of the door. The three characters "Benevolence Hall" on the plaque were written in a vigorous and powerful style, and it was said to have been written by a retired imperial physician from the previous dynasty.

When Chen Lingxi was a slave in the Baosu Marquis Residence, he often came to the Benevolence Hall to buy medicine.

At that time, he was just a martial artist at the Copper-Red Realm. He was short of money and couldn't afford any expensive pills. He could only choose the cheapest Blood-Qi Pills and Body-Tempering Paste, which cost him only a few taels of silver each time.

But he never concealed his face; he always looked the same when he came. Over time, the manager of the Benevolence Hall remembered him.

The moment he stepped into the shop today, the shopkeeper recognized him at a glance.

The shopkeeper was about fifty years old, with a fair complexion, a goatee, and small but extremely shrewd eyes.

He was behind the counter working on his abacus when he heard footsteps. He looked up and, upon seeing who it was, a smile spread across his face.

"A regular customer!" The shopkeeper put down his pen, came out from behind the counter, cupped his hands and smiled, "I wonder where you've been these past few days, sir? It's been quite a while since you've patronized us."

He treated all guests, young and old, with courtesy, proving he was indeed the makings of a good manager.

Chen Lingxi then said that he wanted to buy a All-Life Elixir.

The shopkeeper's smile froze for a moment, then returned to normal.

"That medicine is extremely valuable," the shopkeeper said with a smile, his tone completely innocuous, as if he were discussing a perfectly ordinary transaction. "It's not proper to have you standing and negotiating the price! Please follow me!"

After he finished speaking, he gestured to Chen Lingxi, leading him through the curtain behind the shop and into the backyard.

Benevolence Hall was the largest pharmacy in Yuan River Prefecture. The three-bay storefront in front was just a facade; the real business was done in the back.

Chen Lingxi followed the shopkeeper through the curtain into a long corridor, with various medicinal herbs piled up on both sides.

At the end of the corridor, beyond the backyard, lies an extremely quiet alley.

The alley was extremely narrow, barely wide enough for two people to walk side by side. On both sides were towering courtyard walls, the plaster of which was mottled but still showed signs of its former refinement.

The several large houses in the alley seemed to belong to the Benevolence Hall.

The shopkeeper led Chen Lingxi to one of the large gates of the mansion, and they went straight into the east East Hall of the main courtyard.

He personally served Chen Lingxi tea and respectfully invited him to take a seat.

"Distinguished guests, the young master of the Benevolence Hall will be there shortly. Please have some tea and rest for a while."

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he stood aside with his hands at his sides and personally Chen Lingxi.

Before long, a series of hurried footsteps could be heard outside the hall.

The footsteps were light and quick, clearly those of a young person jogging.

In just a few breaths, a young man dressed in fine robes and brocade arrived in a hurry.

The boy was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with delicate features. He wore a well-tailored dark blue brocade robe, a jade belt around his waist, and a small crown inlaid with a green pearl on his head.

He had probably jogged all the way here; a fine layer of sweat glistened on his forehead, and his breathing was slightly rapid.

He stepped across the threshold and immediately saw Chen Lingxi sitting upright in the grand master's chair.

For a moment, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He probably never imagined that the person whom Zhu Shan Zhushan had solemnly entrusted to him, and whom he was instructed to serve with utmost care, would be so young.

But in just a moment, he immediately composed himself.

He dared not be negligent in the slightest, walked a few steps to Chen Lingxi, straightened his clothes, and then bowed deeply to the ground respectfully.

"My lord, my name is Wang Xuan." The young man's voice was clear and steady, carrying a maturity beyond his years. "The message about the Longevity Elixir has already reached Azure Splendor Prefecture. Please stay here and await further news."

Azure Splendor Prefecture was Xiao Changlü's stronghold.

He thought for a moment, then nodded.

Now, in this Cave Heaven, he no longer needs to tread on thin ice.

With his cultivation at the Ninth Floor of Qi Circulation, his Qi and Blood at the Nine Revolutions of the Qi Refining Realm, and those several powerful treasures by his side, as long as he doesn't directly encounter figures like Yuan Yuan or the Eastern King, where in this vast world can't he go?

The only concerns are those in the palace, or those who Mystic Entry Realm like Xiao Changlü and the Eastern King.

As for those in the palace and the Eastern King, if they truly found his whereabouts, what difference would there be between Riverwatch Tower and this grand mansion?

If that's the case, where you live doesn't matter.

So Chen Lingxi settled down in this house.

That very day, Wang Xuan ordered his men to clean up the warm pavilion behind the East Hall, replace the old quilts and curtains with brand new ones, and bring in a rosewood desk and a huanghuali armchair.

He used to come to pay his respects in person every day, as respectfully as a junior serving his own teacher.

Chen Lingxi paid no attention to these material possessions, spending his days secluded in the warm pavilion of the East Hall, practicing meditation and breathing exercises.

He took out all the rare heavenly materials and earthly treasures from his Hongdong Bag and slowly refined them using the Six-Qi True Method.

He forcibly extracted the surging Spiritual Qi from those heavenly materials and earthly treasures, channeling it along his meridians into his Qi Sea, where it merged into the deep, abyss-like Spirit Pool.

Even so, his progress in cultivation was still extremely slow.

The amount of the spiritual liquid increases extremely slowly.

Even if Spiritual Qi exhausts their lifespan, they will never be able to reach the third level of the Heavenward Third Floor Realm.

Wang Xuan came to pay his respects every day. On one occasion, he even subtly hinted to Chen Lingxi whether he should send some entertainment over.

Chen Lingxi understood his meaning and simply said, "No need."

And so another month passed.

For the entire month, Chen Lingxi remained in the warm pavilion of the East Hall, never venturing out.

During the day, he practiced breathing exercises and meditation; at night, he studied magic and sword techniques. His days passed like a stagnant pool, without any ripples.

Having embarked on the path of cultivation for so long, Chen Lingxi finally truly understood what it meant to be lost in the mountains.

Although this mansion in the bustling city is not in the mountains, it is still his place of cultivation.

A month passed in the blink of an eye, as fast as a fleeting moment. It seems like only yesterday I sat down in the East Hall, and today, when I look up, the scenery outside the window has already changed from the dead of winter to early spring.

Even with ample supply of rare and precious heavenly materials and earthly treasures for Chen Lingxi's cultivation, the spiritual liquid in his Qi Sea did not increase much.

Chen Lingxi sat cross-legged on the bed in the warm pavilion, feeling a slight sense of emotion.

"I have the potential for Spirit Aperture and am blessed with abundant spiritual energy from heaven and earth, yet I still find it so difficult to cultivate Qi Circulation Realm. One can only imagine how ordinary cultivators, who waste their entire lives, may never have a chance to reach the Heavenward Third Floor."

Until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month of another year...

Chen Lingxi was meditating in his room with his eyes closed, and the profound mysteries of the Mystery Mechanism were slowly evolving on their own in his Consciousness Sea into the second layer of the Pure Marvel Qi-Pivot Formation.

Just then, his Divine Sense detected someone approaching the door.

Chen Lingxi awoke from her breathing exercises, got out of bed, and slowly walked to the courtyard to open the door.

Standing at the door were two people, Xiao Zhushan and Xiao Taozhuo.

Xiao Taozhuo seemed to be about to knock on the door.

Chen Lingxi had already opened the door.

Xiao Taozhuo her head slightly and met Chen Lingxi's calm eyes.

Those eyes were extremely deep in color, with only a calm and serene indifference.

His face was already handsome, but now, illuminated by the sunlight behind the door, he appeared even more like a jade sculpture.

Xiao Taozhuo's breath hitched slightly.

Xiao Zhushan, standing to the side, stepped forward with a smile and clasped his hands in a gesture of respect.

He still looked the same, tall and strong, with broad shoulders and a long sword hanging at his waist that was more than two fingers wider than an ordinary goose-feather sword.

On that angular face, the old scar that ran diagonally from his left eyebrow to his cheekbone did not look ugly at all; instead, it added a touch of cold and stern demeanor to him, like that of a fierce warrior on the battlefield.

But at this moment, his usually cold and hard face was adorned with an extremely hearty smile.

"It's been about two years since we last met. Brother Chen, how have you been?"