The Grand Preceptor Casts Incense to Shepherd the Beasts, the Swordsman Sheds His Shackles and Sets Fish and Dragons Free

A tremendous change has occurred in Dadu.

Today, everyone's mind is in turmoil; tonight, everyone is filled with fear and unease.

A tremendous explosion occurred in the palace; a black dragon flew out after the prison shattered.

And in the final scene, it's vaguely seen that the Grand Tutor rode away on a dragon.

Before and after the great battle between the two capitals, the Grand Tutor inspected Dadu, rode through the streets on horseback, and returned in triumph. Many older people had his portrait painted and still remembered his face.

Moreover, there was that crimson aura, a sign that one had reached the pinnacle of the Heavenly Book of the Blood Dao.

However, before the chaos had completely subsided, the troops stationed near Dadu had already entered the city by imperial decree.

The emperor personally issued an edict, and the residences of many officials, both high and low, were placed under control.

Those high-ranking officials, who were already eager to visit the palace to find out what was going on, were also invited along.

They take a very relaxed view of this.

Coups Great Yuan Dynasty were nothing new; everyone was used to them.

With the emperor still alive and the Grand Tutor gone, it's highly likely that the emperor's faction has gained the upper hand.

However, as dusk fell, these people, their faces filled with terror, were all locked in a small hall.

Of the high-ranking officials who entered the palace, six or seven were decisive and stubborn; whether it was exactly six or seven, no one cared to count.

The remaining people were all injured in their meridians and had their power sealed by acupoints, awaiting further treatment.

Because Yan Temür had not been involved in specific political affairs for many years, the emperor's authority was still quite significant.

Moreover, this emperor was quite shrewd in his earlier years, and he had his own group of trusted confidants.

After all this was done, many people were unaware that two top-tier rebels had emerged within the palace.

In the imperial study, Chu Tianshu sat in a chair, clutching a thousand-year-old ginseng root and chewing it heartily.

The table was covered with rare and precious medicines from the emperor's treasury.

The emperor sat there blankly, his eyes glazed over.

A female official was opening a brocade box and taking out a red pill.

Chu Tianshu took it, sniffed it, and exclaimed with disgust, "What is this junk?"

The female official said, "These are secret red pills presented by the Dharma Kings. It is said to make one powerful and courageous, and with prolonged use, one can remain young and vigorous."

Chu Tianshu's brows twitched as he listened. "There are at least seven kinds of minerals in here, and it smells of human blood. You dare to eat this?"

Just then, Han Shantong strode into the study, carrying a huge pile of books in his right hand, almost like a small mountain.

"I went to the Grand Tutor's mansion. Several concubines had already escaped, but most of them failed to escape and I captured them, forcing them to reveal the location of Yan Temür's precious collection of manuscripts."

"You read this one first!"

Han Shantong took out a book with a few strokes on the cover depicting a black dragon.

Chu Tianshu shook his head and said, "I'm not watching anymore, you tell me."

Han Shantong threw down the pile of books, took only that one volume, and walked up to the emperor.

"Then let me mention it. It also mentions the emperor. Can you confirm this, old emperor?"

Yan Tiemu'er even described in detail in the book a supernatural power he possessed.

As the Grand Tutor of the court and a top martial arts master, he was not afraid of any hidden dangers of possessing a treasure.

He considered possessing this supernatural power as evidence of his own nobility.

According to the book, the lifespan trading function brought by the damaged token is not a panacea.

For example, taking a hundred years of lifespan from several ordinary people and giving it to the Meteor Gods and Devils.

That was completely useless against the Meteor Gods and Devils; they would still die if they were destined to die.

Only life forms at the same or similar levels can have their lifespans function normally after a transaction.

The lifespan that Yan Tiemu'er consumed while practicing his skills, and even the lifespan he gave to the Meteor Gods and Devils, actually came from the Monk Busha.

But it is clear that there are very few people in the world who reach their level.

Aside from Busha this freak, it's really too difficult to get other people of this level to willingly trade their lifespan.

Yan Tiemu'er then set his sights on those ancient mythical beasts.

The Great Yuan once unearthed some ancient sites. According to the speculation of learned people, some races among the ancient mythical beasts were born with long lifespans and high quality of life.

If such strange beasts could be recreated and allowed to multiply and expand, then the lifespan of these beasts could be used on powerful individuals.

To this end, Yan Tiemu'er expended countless manpower and resources, and deployed a great many people.

After the emperor and Bayan led the plot against him, he had no more attachment to Dadu, partly due to this reason.

Because most of his true confidants were not in Dadu, but were still wandering outside.

So far, the only ancient beast that has successfully hatched from stone eggs and Marrow Jade and grown by devouring prisoners in the Heavenly Prison is the "Longevity Slave".

Fortunately, it was female.

Even if no other beasts of the same kind can be found in the future, Yan Temür still has some bold ideas in his mind.

It's not impossible to use other methods to increase the number of Black Dragon descendants.

Yan Tiemu'er was overjoyed with this achievement and prepared a banquet, inviting the emperor and others to come and admire it.

It's a pity he still doesn't know.

It was after that incident that the emperor conceived the idea of getting rid of him.

"What kind of trading lifespan? I don't believe in such absurd and unfounded things at all. The reason why Meteor can live longer is because he is inherently more skilled and has also been enlightened by the Grand Tutor, right?"

"After the Grand Tutor granted me lifespan, I felt refreshed and invigorated. This must be because there are still some wonderful uses in the Heavenly Book of the Blood Dao that I don't understand. He simply infused me with True Qi."

The Great Yuan emperor, who had been despondent, actually perked up when this matter was mentioned. His round face tensed up, and he spoke with a resolute tone.

"In short, I absolutely cannot allow a monster like the Black Dragon to have offspring, and for their numbers to grow ever larger! Absolutely not!"

As Chu Tianshu looked at the emperor, a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

As the saying goes, when people are silent, they are called gods.

The ancients attributed to the name of God all things that Fayong be described in words or whose essence could not be explored.

The emperor before them was clearly a remarkable figure.

Chu Tianshu said, "I heard you're a Buddhist, but don't you believe in the Grand Tutor who single-handedly put you on the throne?"

Chu Tianshu was even more speechless. "You're truly a god!"

Han Shantong couldn't stand it any longer, so he slapped the emperor on the forehead, making him dazed and quiet down again.

"But----"

Han Shantong handed the book to Chu Tianshu's desk, somewhat moved.

"This Grand Tutor truly has audacity to want to transform all the imperial relatives and nobles of Dadu into immortals, and he has a series of plans following that."

Chu Tianshu finally became interested and opened it for a look.

The book also records how, after all the royal relatives and nobles achieved immortality and were accompanied by dragons and beasts, the country was stable and how to make the dynasty last even longer.

Many extraordinary skills and techniques that were monopolized by the royal family were passed down to the common people, giving ordinary people the opportunity to learn them as well.

The nobles are powerful enough as a whole that there is no need to worry about them having another chance to rebel.

Once a commoner reaches a certain level of cultivation, they pay with their lifespan to acquire the subsequent cultivation techniques. If they can create their own insights and present them to others, they will receive rewards. Compared to martial artists of the same level, the lifespan they pay can be halved.

The newly acquired lifespan can then be used more leisurely as a lifespan reserve for the nobles.

According to the book's estimates, if the cultivation techniques spread widely enough and have enough innovations, even if ordinary people sacrificed their lifespans, they would still live longer than the current Great Yuan Dynasty.

While the lifespans of nobles increased more rapidly, the lifespans of ordinary people also increased.

This is truly a golden age, one that can enjoy lasting peace and stability, continuously expand, and create a glorious future.

"Oh!"

Chu Tianshu closed the book, "Allowing a small group of people to be robbed of long lifespans and to have their talents and pleasures indulged without end."

"Yet, the vast majority of people are wasting their lives within an ever-shrinking area, their talents not being fully realized, and they are already doomed."

"Is this kind of rotten, nightmare-like plan what you call boldness?"

Han Shantong was taken aback.

Chu Tianshu stared at him. "Only when as many people as possible cultivate and unleash the brilliance of their lives can we truly be called prosperous."

"Those who strive towards this goal, even if they haven't reached their peak yet, can still be considered on the right path."

"Those who deviate from this path, even if they enjoy temporary prosperity, have already begun their descent into depravity and a fall into nightmares."

Chu Tianshu felt nauseous upon seeing such a plan and couldn't help but cough twice.

"However, there is a very interesting part in this book: the royal family monopolizes many martial arts techniques?"

Han Shantong seemed to understand something, bent down and rummaged through the pile of books, saying, "That's right. The ' Heavenly Book of the Blood Dao ' healing chapter that you asked me to find is the most secret of all. Below it, there are more than two hundred other items, which are unique copies obtained after traversing hundreds of countries, as well as the miraculous techniques derived from them by the Mongol Yuan dynasty."

Chu Tianshu took the healing manual, browsed it for a long time, then patted his chest, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes to rest.

The healing method of the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Art is too profound; even Chu Tianshu himself has not yet been able to grasp its essence.

In comparison, the healing chapter of the Heavenly Book of the Blood Dao, while not reaching the same level of Heavenly Silkworm Divine Art, is much easier to learn.

This contains strong traces of military history and incorporates elements from the secrets of the Quanzhen Sect's Changchun Zi, the essence of the Shaolin Marrow Cleansing Classic, the cultivation methods of the Snow Mountain Living Buddha, and the healing methods of the Fairy of the Western Regions Lake.

These are all time-honored, highly universal secrets, suitable for almost all races.

Chu Tianshu said, "Once your troops have entered Dadu and stabilized the situation, switch to the banner of righteousness. Then, while this news is spreading like wildfire, first distribute the Healing Manual to all the righteous armies in the land."

Han Shantong was startled. "All the rebels? Even if we gave them to them, some rebel leaders might not be willing to teach their men, and many rebel soldiers might not even be able to learn."

Chu Tianshu simply smiled.

If the soldiers of the rebel army dare to rebel, wouldn't they dare to leave a leader who has no vision?

If I don't pass on my skills here, I'll pass them on to someone else elsewhere.

As for whether the soldiers can learn it.

"Learn as much as you can, because many times, life and death are separated by just a hair's breadth."

Chu Tianshu opened his eyes.

"Yan Tiemu'er and I are just mortals. We need quiet to heal our wounds, but this world, this vast and infinitely multifaceted life, can change in an instant amidst countless scars."

"Although I don't know where that guy surnamed Yan went, I have a general idea of what he's up to."

"Let's see if he's better at controlling the reins, or if I'm better at breaking free!"