Practice begins with immortality

Two months later, in the heart of the capital, within the Qianqing Hall of the Imperial Palace, a young man in a dragon robe sat upright on the dragon throne, listening to his subordinates' reports. This young man was none other than the current Emperor of Xuan Kingdom—Zhang Yuanchang! His brows furrowed slightly, his expression serious, clearly dissatisfied with his subordinates' reports.

"asshole!"

Suddenly, Zhang Yuanchang slammed the table and roared angrily: "Is this witch trying to drain Xuanguo dry to help her practice?"

It turned out that his subordinates had just reported to him what officials from various places had done in response to the medicine collection order. Upon hearing this news, Zhang Yuanchang was immediately furious, with an angry glint in his eyes.

He then began pacing back and forth in the hall, his expression sometimes furious, sometimes pensive. After a moment, he stopped, turned, and said to the chief eunuch Fang Hong behind him, "This vixen is on the verge of a breakthrough to the Great Mastery of Strength. We can't wait any longer! Eunuch Fang, go inform Qian Ying and the others to take action the night after tomorrow!"

"Your Majesty, this is too risky! Please wait a few more years!" Fang Hong said worriedly.

He was well aware of the danger of this operation, but he could not bear to see Zhang Yuanchang fall into danger.

Fang Hong was a childhood playmate of the previous Emperor Xuan, possessing a minor level of cultivation. However, due to a physical disability, he was unable to break through to the Grand Mastery level. It could be said that he had watched Zhang Yuanchang grow up and had a deep affection for the young emperor. At this moment, he truly did not want to see Zhang Yuanchang take such a risk.

"Eighteen years! I have been a puppet emperor for eighteen years!" Zhang Yuanchang paced back and forth in the palace with a gloomy face and anger and helplessness flashing in his eyes.

"I've had enough of this kind of life. I've had enough of my fate being controlled by that witch. Her actions are simply pushing Xuan Nation to the brink of destruction!"

He paused, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his excitement. Then he slowly spoke, "Xuan Yi, go to Ye Yu Club immediately to find my so-called uncle and tell him that I am willing to cooperate with him."

Xuan Yi, who was standing by, hesitated for a moment and then said, "Your Majesty, what you are doing is tantamount to seeking the skin of a tiger! If we are not careful, we may fall into an irretrievable situation."

Zhang Yuanchang interrupted him and said firmly, "When two tigers fight, one will die and the other will be injured. I know the risks involved, but I would rather take the risk than continue to be manipulated by that witch. If I don't take action, Xuanguo will sooner or later perish at her hands!"

His eyes were full of determination and resolve, as if he had already prepared for the worst.

"I have no way out. If this operation fails, it means death. But even if it means death, I will not let that witch have an easy life!"

.........

The journey from Yuncheng to the capital is long. If Wang Bai uses lightness skills to travel at full speed, he can reach the capital in less than two days with his current strength.

However, Wang Bo did not choose to do so, but instead slowly entered Beijing like an ordinary person.

During those two months, he experienced many things and met all kinds of people. He encountered bandits who held him back and robbed him, witnessed chivalrous knights, and even entered what most people considered a haunted house, only to discover it was just a group of thieves playing tricks. He also performed a miracle of divine intervention, beheading the local bully and the officials who protected him.

"Sure enough, cultivation is not just about practicing diligently. Traveling around and experiencing the world is also a form of cultivation."

In a valley, Wang Bai muttered to himself. After two months of training, Wang Bai no longer felt out of place in the world around him, and his heart had become more stable. At the same time, he discovered that his internal energy seemed to have gained a more dynamic feeling, as if his understanding of martial arts had made new breakthroughs during this period of travel.

"So that's how it is. Internal strength is derived from essence and energy. Then, the innate true qi of the Xiantian realm is born under the influence of essence, energy and spirit. If that's the case, breaking through the Xiantian realm means combining internal strength with spirit, and thus refining strength into qi!"