Auxiliary Women's Strategy: A Virtuous Wife Helps the King to Rule the World

Mo Dao Gu strode angrily back to his spacious and quiet courtyard, his face tense, his anger still lingering. He headed straight for his usual training room. It was spacious and tranquil, its walls covered with manuals of various techniques, some emitting a faint glow, others exuding a mysterious aura. However, he ignored these treasured techniques, walking straight to the cushion in the center of the room without a glance. Without hesitation, he sat cross-legged, ready to begin his meditation. His bright eyes gleamed with determination and perseverance, his mind already clear.

He had seen nearly every martial art in Crazy Demon City. Some were subtle and subtle, like ghosts in the dark night, emitting an elusive aura; others were fierce and overbearing, like a violent storm, carrying the power to destroy everything. However, no matter how unique their charm and powerful their power, he disliked none of them. In his heart, he was always deeply attached to the Three Purities Art, which he had memorized by heart since his time on Blue Star.

In his previous life, he practiced the Three Purities Gong, and the accompanying swordsmanship was the Three Purities Swordsmanship. It's said that this Gong and its accompanying swordsmanship were jointly created by the three supreme Taoist deities: Jade Purity Yuanshi Tianzun, Upper Purity Lingbao Tianzun, and Great Purity Daode Tianzun. The Gong is divided into three sections: Upper, Middle, and Lower, and the swordsmanship is similarly divided into three sets. In reality, the Three Purities Swordsmanship is comprised of three independent yet interrelated sword techniques.

The first chapter of the Sanqing Gong, "The Yuanshi Kaitian Pian," embodies the supreme power of Yuanshi Tianzun, who opened up the universe and created the heavens and the earth. When practitioners begin their dedicated practice, they are transported to the endless chaos of the universe's beginnings. A thick, insoluble chaotic aura permeates the air, mysterious and vast, seemingly engulfing the soul. As the practice progresses, the power within them surges like a surging, unstoppable torrent, breaking through all obstacles with overwhelming force. With the aura of creation, it seems to rend the heavens, shake the universe, and change the very fabric of the universe.

The essence of the middle chapter, "The Fantasy World of Lingbao," derives from the unpredictable and mysterious path of Lingbao Tianzun. During the lengthy process of cultivation, the aura surrounding one becomes dreamlike, as if transported to a hazy, ethereal wonderland, making it difficult to distinguish reality from illusion. The power drawn from the technique shimmers like stars, ever-changing and elusive, as if experiencing a different world and its rules at every moment. Each exertion of power is like a free transition between illusion and reality, plunging the opponent into a bewildered predicament, unable to respond. It's like facing an elusive phantom, plunging one into endless confusion and bewilderment, with no escape or hope.

The next chapter, "The Morality Covers the Universe," carries the profound principles of the Heavenly Venerable of Morality, encompassing the universe and encompassing all things. At the highest point in cultivation, one feels as if one has become one with heaven and earth, each gesture imbued with boundless majesty and compassion. The power of the practice is like the boundless firmament, encompassing the entire cosmos. With a peaceful yet irresistible force, it suppresses all evil and chaos. It is as if one is the master of the universe, controlling all justice and truth in the world, inspiring awe and reverence in their presence.

The three techniques complement each other, like three towering, indestructible pillars, supporting a vast, boundless, and mysterious universe. If a practitioner can master and integrate the essence of these three techniques, they will surely attain transcendental powers, becoming unrivaled and supremely powerful beings, towering above all creation, overlooking all living things, and ruling over everything.

The first sword technique, "Primordial Sky-Splitting Sword," resembles the invincible divine power of Yuanshi Tianzun, who created the universe. Its force is so razor-sharp that with a single swing, space seems to be mercilessly ripped apart, unleashing an unending destructive force that threatens to engulf the entire world and reduce it to nothingness. Its moves are fierce and domineering, each strike brimming with the resolute determination to sever the void. This terrifying might instills fear in the enemy, as if they are facing the judgment of Armageddon, with nowhere to escape but to await their annihilation in despair.

The second sword technique, "Lingbao Michen Sword," evokes the unpredictable and mysterious power of Lingbao Tianzun. Its ethereal, dreamlike sword moves evoke an elusive feeling, akin to being trapped in a haze of dust, unable to distinguish reality from illusion, as if everything is illusory and yet conceals a deadly danger. The sword's elusive shadows often strike a fatal blow while the enemy is bewildered, leaving the opponent unable to defend themselves. It's like a nightmare from which one can never awaken, leaving the opponent lost in the chaos until they are slain by the relentless blade, never understanding the true cause of their defeat.

The third sword technique, "Daode Zhenhuan Sword," embodies the peaceful and inclusive yet imbued with immense majesty of Daode Tianzun. While seemingly unadorned, this sword technique employs defense as offense, employing stillness to overcome movement, imbued with boundless wisdom and power. Each strike embodies a world-suppressing aura, capable of effortlessly neutralizing a ferocious enemy attack and subduing it with unwavering righteousness. Like a ray of eternal light, it dispels darkness, bringing justice and peace, leaving those in its presence feeling an endless warmth and hope.

Shangguan Qing became famous throughout the country with this superb swordsmanship and became a legendary figure admired by everyone and praised through the ages.

Now, he still feels that this set of martial arts and swordsmanship is the best choice for him.

He was currently practicing this very technique. He closed his eyes, his face calm and solemn, his entire body radiating a dazzling golden light. This light was dazzling, like a blazing sun, completely different from the usual black or purple hues of demonic techniques. Like a golden sun in the darkness, it exuded a sacred and solemn aura that made one afraid to look directly at it, as if before this light, all evil would be exposed.

Mo Dao Gu continuously absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy, his greedy attitude seeming to claim the entire world's spiritual energy for himself. To ensure smooth cultivation, the Crazy Demon God spared no effort to construct an extremely powerful spiritual gathering array around the room. This gathering array was like a huge vortex, constantly and frantically gathering the surrounding spiritual energy, causing Mo Dao Gu's cultivation speed to advance at an incredible speed, like riding a rocket to the sky.

Suddenly, he felt as if there was a small grenade in his dantian that was extremely powerful, enough to destroy the world, and it exploded without any warning. The huge amount of energy instantly spread throughout his body like a flood and a beast, and rushed straight to his brain along his meridians like a wild horse. He screamed "Ah...", the sound was full of pain and fear, and then his eyes went black, and he lost consciousness like a kite with a broken string.

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When he slowly woke up again, he was already lying quietly on his soft, comfortable bed, which exuded a faint fragrance. At this time, people were swaying around him, and servants were coming and going. The sound of footsteps and the clatter of objects mixed together, and they were constantly busy.

"Are you awake?" the beautiful woman exclaimed, her voice filled with surprise and concern. She quickly walked over and hugged Mo Dao Gu tightly, as if she was afraid he would disappear again. Her eyes were full of concern and worry, and that affectionate look seemed to melt away all pain.

"Mother, what's wrong with me?" Mo Dao Gu looked confused, his head was still a little dizzy, as if shrouded in a thick fog, and he didn't know what had happened.

"It should be the awakening of his innate magical power." The Mad God also said on the side. His tense face finally relaxed as if ice and snow had melted, and his heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally let go a little.

"How do you feel? Can you move?" the Mad Demon God asked anxiously, staring at Mo Dao Gu intently, as if he wanted to take in every subtle expression and movement of his.

Mo Dao Gu nodded gently, then tried to sit up slowly.

"I'm glad you're alright, son. What talent have you awakened?" His mother was also deeply concerned about his talent, her eager tone filled with anticipation and curiosity. You know, in the demon clan, everything is based on strength, and innate magical powers are the powerful aids that every demon deeply desires and craves.

While the demonic innate magical powers don't directly improve cultivation, they can significantly enhance a particular ability, thus gaining a significant advantage in training and combat. High-level abilities, such as "Spirit Gathering," can significantly increase the speed at which one absorbs spiritual energy, allowing cultivation to achieve twice the result with half the effort, like being on the fast track to rapid progress.

If "hunting" is awakened, then the hunting ability can be rapidly improved, and prey can be killed more quickly and accurately, providing rich food resources for the tribe, which becomes an important guarantee for the survival and development of the tribe.

"The talent I awakened is the spiritual power of swordsmanship." Mo Dao Gu was secretly delighted. After all, he wanted to practice swordsmanship wholeheartedly. This innate magical power undoubtedly added a powerful boost to his swordsmanship, as if it was a mysterious key that opened the door to the peak of swordsmanship.

When everyone heard this, they felt it was quite good, but there was a hint of disappointment on the face of the Mad Demon God. Compared to those top talents, this kind of magical power did seem a bit ordinary: "Just psychic communication?"

Mo Dao Gu laughed, a smile that was filled with mystery and pride. "Haha, Father God, are you disappointed? I haven't finished yet."

The Crazy Demon God was stunned for a moment, and a light of anticipation instantly ignited in his eyes: "Stinky boy, keep talking."