Chapter 1092: Chapter 1: Epic Calamity, Marriage Alliance Replays History?
Heavenly Fortune, My Fortune, National Fate, accumulated over thousands of years. In this realm, no one is smoother than Liu Tianning.
Mr. Zhao considers himself invincible, but even in the Heavenly Fate Realm, he must concede.
However, when it comes to practicing the Derivation God Decision, that’s a different story.
After cultivating for eighty-two years, Zhao Xing has not forsaken the practice of the Derivation God Decision.
After all, it’s not just about Lao Liu’s life and death; it’s also about himself.
Upon reaching the Second Grade Heavenly Fortune Realm, he also needs to practice the second level of the Derivation God Decision.
"Under the circumstance of specializing in mountain methods, it took less than ten years to cultivate the second level of the Derivation God Decision to the Perfect Realm, with 500,000 soul fragments and numerous Life Soul Seals, once again breaking historical records."
"The following time is for summarizing the correct practice methods of the second level of the Derivation God Decision, and making targeted summaries for those powerful ones who are retraining, not just Liu Tianning but also other professionals strong in their field."
"From the first year of Yongzhi, I’ve been teaching Liu Tianning the second level of Derivation God Decision, customizing it for him."
"He fought through eight battles, took down four from the Heavenly Time Sect and four from the Earth Advantage Sect, and then went into seclusion again."
"Afterwards, he emerged from seclusion once every ten years and has fought eighteen individuals consecutively."
"The most was four rounds fought, the least was one round fought."
"Wang Tianzhi and Ling Tianchen have yet to engage him in battle, but Meng Kun and Qin Shanyue have both been thrashed."
Only four rounds, none have yet surrendered directly, saying they won’t fight anymore.
That would be too disgraceful; after all, that’s the Self Sect’s Minister of Agriculture, should at least hold out until the ninth match?
"In the ninety-eighth year of Yongzhi, Li Boqian will pass away in the late period of Yongzhi, after his passing, there will be a few years without setting a Grand Minister of Agriculture. Such disputes among the Three Sects will likely come to a complete end in the Second Year of Emperor Wu’s Yuan Shou."
With a longer lifespan, time is needed to validate, a hundred years of achievements, methods, theories, virtues.
It should be enough for the Three Sects’ Minister of Agriculture, as well as various fields and industries, for the emperor to see clearly who is a suitable Grand Minister of Agriculture candidate.
"Then again, Lao Liu has extraordinary talent in other aspects, even in the Heavenly Fate Realm, I can’t compare. However, his progress in the retraining of the Derivation God Decision is somewhat slow."
"As it is the forty-sixth year of Yongzhi, his retraining speed is slower than other professionals’ geniuses." Zhao Xing thought.
Here, retraining doesn’t mean dispersing cultivation to retrain; rather, it resembles a kind of point-to-surface correction and healing.
For vital energy you can say dispersing cultivation to retrain, but how does soul law disperse cultivation? Are you going to beat yourself into a ghost state?
If it were that easy, the drawbacks of the Ten Thousand Skill Grassman wouldn’t have been unresolved for so many years.
"Princess You Ruo’s worry is not unfounded, but she herself has her troubles, alas, hope she can see clearly, don’t lose her temper."
Thinking this, Zhao Xing walked into Yonghua Hall.
"Minister, at the presence of the Princess."
Princess You Ruo, Ji Anlan, was sitting at the desk, her brows slightly furrowed, reviewing official documents.
Upon hearing Zhao Xing’s greeting, she did not speak immediately.
Zhao Xing maintained a bowing gesture, quietly waiting.
He knew Princess You Ruo was already quite dissatisfied with him and his apprentice.
It’s understandable to think about it, her beloved not seen for decades, sometimes even for tens of years.
A duplicate? What’s the point of a duplicate? Fooling a child!
Ask for a reason, no answers.
The apprentice, too, is in seclusion, and this reason is known, Spirit Mountain raising fortune Princess You Ruo also understands, it is a critical realm of Zhao Xing.
The higher the mountains, the higher the Heavenly Fortune! Ultimately reflected on personal fortune, the harvest is greater, Heavenly Fortune is not just personal fortune, personal fortune is just one example.
However, understanding is one thing, emotions still can be quite frustrated.
Unable to ask Liu Tianning, Zhao Xing keeps silent on the reason, merely saying it’s alright, willing to brush things off.
Princess You Ruo now over two hundred years old, she definitely can live up to a First Grade lifespan.
Even so, over two hundred years old, Princess You Ruo has reached a critical period - she should consider marriage.
But with the situation now, how can she marry? She can’t even find a person!
"Swish!" The more she thought, the angrier Princess You Ruo became, flinging her writing brush.
"Thud!" The writing brush embedded itself into the column within the hall, its tail ceaselessly trembling.
"Crash~" She scattered the neatly organized documents into disarray.
"Snap!" A document just landed on Zhao Xing’s back.
Zhao Xing stepped forward two steps, so Princess You Ruo wouldn’t expend so much effort to throw.
How can a document smash someone to death? If you are going to smash, you should use a hard wooden pen holder and seal.
Princess You Ruo was purely sulking.
In the past, would Princess You Ruo sulk?
She always made clear distinctions, venting anger naturally with a flair, scolding and hitting simultaneously.
But now she can’t find a reason, top secrets, what can Zhao Xing do?
Unable to find a reason, can only be angry without cause.
Constantly like this, isn’t a solution either, Zhao Xing moved closer, whispered: "Teacher’s wife, how can you, as the nation’s elder princess, lose your decorum like this?"
Good, a pretext is there.
Princess You Ruo grabbed the pen holder and whacked it, cursing: "Is it your place to teach me manners? You heartless scoundrel!"
Bang! Bang bang bang bang bang!
Princess You Ruo cursed more vigorously, but the objects ran out quickly.
Not throwing things, just cursing doesn’t feel satisfying!
Zhao Xing pinched his fingers, sending a gust of wind that carried the items back to the table.
Having objects again to vent with, Princess You Ruo continued with blood-fueled rage: "Zhao Chen’an, you scoundrel, even you used a duplicate to fool me!"
"Today, I must smash this rotten piece of wood of yours!"
"..."
At this time, a young child who had just shaken off the guards, planning to show off to his elder sister, walked closer to Yonghua Palace.