"Nothing will go wrong, will it?" Li Hongzhao said. "There had better not be any traps."
There were far too many tricks in secret arts, with traps springing up one after another, impossible to guard against.
But Chu Zhiyuan's intuition was astonishing. If there truly were traps, they would find it difficult to escape his notice.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "I removed the traps within it."
If he had not obtained the souls of two Myriad Forms Cliff disciples and their memories, he truly would not have dared to practice it so casually.
This secret art contained several traps, each one deadly enough to kill.
Li Hongzhao nodded. She was not particularly worried, and said softly, "I heard Master say that the four branches of the imperial clan all pass down their bloodlines through inheritance."
Chu Zhiyuan nodded.
He had already expected as much.
Prince Zhuang's branch possessed the Phoenix Bloodline, so it was no surprise that the other three branches also possessed bloodlines.
Li Hongzhao said, "All four branches have inherited secret grounds."
"What are the other three bloodlines?"
"King Su's manor has the Azure Lion Bloodline, Prince Cheng's manor has the Heavenly Bear Bloodline, and Prince Ying's manor has the Flying Tiger Bloodline. Each has its own power."
"None of them are as formidable as the Phoenix Bloodline, right?"
"They are indeed a notch inferior, but they are still far stronger than ordinary Ninth Turn Venerables."
"So the Imperial Court has an enormous number of powerful Attendants, enough to easily suppress the Four Great Sects and all sects under heaven?"
"Yes."
"Do you want to keep cultivating, or go out and establish merit and make a name for yourself?"
"It would be best if I could keep cultivating," Li Hongzhao said. "In the end, wasn't establishing merit and making