Chapter 531 - 353: The Grandmaster Maternal Grandfather!

Chapter 531: Chapter 353: The Grandmaster Maternal Grandfather!

The vermilion palace gates slowly closed with a creaking sound, as the gilt copper nails and ringed beast heads gradually sank into the shadows, seemingly isolating the entire world outside.

At the exact moment the palace gates fully closed, an ethereal and mysterious whisper echoed.

It was a sound that only Lu Xuan could hear, composed of two words.

"Simulation!"

Before long, a subtle dragon’s roar leisurely reverberated within the bedchamber.

Though faint, the sound embodied endless majesty and power.

As if transmitted from the outer void, it trembled throughout every corner of the chamber.

Lu Xuan’s tightly shut eyes suddenly opened, and a flash of brilliant golden light appeared momentarily.

Simultaneously, a vast aura erupted from within his body.

Golden light flickered around Lu Xuan, gradually forming the vague silhouette of a golden dragon’s head.

The dragon’s head raised and roared, its whiskers flying, its eyes majestic as they swept in all directions.

Every slight movement released an aura of awe-inspiring pressure.

Host: Red Dust Immortal Lu Xuan (Third Life)

Realm: Inner Qi Realm (Initial Entry)

Cultivation Technique: Nine Dragon Body Protection Scripture 3/9

Points: 2

Originally 10 system points, reduced to 2 points after simulating the Nine Dragon Body Protection Scripture.

The Wenjing Dynasty has stood for eight hundred years, with the martial spirit sweeping across the nine provinces, clearly the most radiant cultivation path between heaven and earth.

This world meticulously defines the realms of martial artists, dividing them into eight tiers.

From the bottom up, third-rate martial artists begin to glimpse the path of martial arts, their muscles and bones gradually strengthening.

Second-rate martial artists hone their physique, capable of splitting stones with bare hands.

First-rate martial artists are light and agile, with great strength in their slightest movements.

Upon stepping into the Inner Qi Realm, they can draw the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth into their bodies, refining their internal energy, with True Qi circulating, both offense and defense becoming mystical.

If one breaks through the restraints of their Inner Qi, they may rise to join the ranks of the Grandmasters.

A Martial Arts Grandmaster can project Gang Qi from their body like a blade, hot as fire, able to control objects from afar, severing gold and jade.

Advancing further to the Grandmaster Realm, their Gang Yuan becomes unstoppable, with astounding power.

And the Land Immortal Realm is a legendary stage; those who reach it.

Their physical body resonates with the heavens and earth, able to soar through the skies, pluck stars, and grasp the moon.

As for the legendary Celestial Human Realm, it transcends the mortal realm, rumored to communicate with the Heavenly Dao, triggering extraordinary phenomena with each gesture.

However, those who attain this realm are exceedingly rare, each a legend known throughout history.

This low-martial world, nevertheless, shares an enigmatic connection to the Great Xia dynasty of the Celestial Martial Realm.

Those eerie entities lurking in the shadows, devouring life, lie dormant in the world like a malignant growth.

The wailing in the dead of night, the sudden disappearance of travelers, the bloodstains seeping from the walls.

All speak of a seemingly prosperous nation similarly shrouded in terrifying shadows.

Yet, this land differs greatly from the Great Xia dynasty.

In that...

In the Wenjing Dynasty, ordinary people also possess unique means to combat the eerie.

Those objects considered treasures by the world become impenetrable barriers against evil at crucial moments.

In memory.

Just like the Dragon’s Saliva Fragrance exuding a faint aroma on my body.

When the original body faced an eerie attack, it was this seemingly ordinary piece of fragrance.

That acted as a golden barrier, blocking all the frigidness that came rushing in.

At the same time, the barrier contained ancient and mysterious power, purifying the Yin energy corroding the flesh.

If not for the protection of the Dragon’s Saliva Fragrance, this body would have long been completely corroded by the Yin energy, turning to ashes scattered by the wind, dead beyond death.

"It’s good to have these ghostly things!"

"With this, I can quickly complete this life in the red dust!"

As Lu Xuan murmured.

"Crown Prince, Wu Guogong has arrived."

Outside the vermilion gates, the high-pitched voice of a eunuch carried a hint of caution, as if afraid to disturb the esteemed Crown Prince within.

The light knock of the gilt beast head ring mixed with words, stirring faint echoes in the empty corridor.

Wu Guogong?

Memories of the original body surged like tidal waves.

This white-haired old general was not only the original body’s blood-related maternal grandfather but also the unwavering pillar of the Wenjing Dynasty.

As a rare Grandmaster powerhouse, he stood guard at the frontier for decades, his "Innate Guarding Gang Skill" shaking the world.

It’s said that when this cultivation technique is operated, a crimson Gang Qi barrier appears around the body, impervious to any attack.

The scorching Gang Yuan, once unleashed, could burn everything within tens of feet, truly unstoppable.

As the lone heir of Wu Guogong’s only daughter, the original body was cherished from birth.

The old Guogong’s lifetime of military service poured all his care for his deceased daughter into this sole grandson.

The turbulent Crown Prince struggle within the court.

Without Wu Guogong’s intimidation of all sides with his Grandmaster might, maneuvering with his status as the nation’s pillar.

Even as the legitimate firstborn son, Lu Xuan’s position as Crown Prince might not have been secure.

This indispensable support allowed the original body to stand firm in the brutal royal struggle.

In the original body’s memory, Wu Guogong was never as imposing and cold as the emperor, high above the nine heavens.

Each time he returned victorious, the old Guogong would bring back the rarest items from beyond the frontier, or personally crafted divine weapons.

When encountering obstacles in studies, he would remove his armor, transforming into the most patient mentor, explaining the art of governance through battlefield strategies.

This unreserved favoritism made the original body deeply aware.

Compared to the emperor father who ingrained imperial strategies into his bones.

The one who truly treasured him like a jewel and was willing to sacrifice everything to protect him was his white-haired grandfather.