Who Let Him Cultivate?!

Chapter 870: Chapter 869: Guan Shanhai Chapter 870: Chapter 869: Guan Shanhai Lu Yang, seeing the Power of National Fate suspended in the air as if it had become masterless, recalled the knowledge about the Power of National Fate that Meng Jingzhou had previously shared with him.

The separation of the Power of National Fate from Emperor Xia’s body could only mean one thing—Emperor Xia has passed away!

He was still a step too late!

Lu Yang immediately recognized the elderly man with the bearing of a ruler standing in the sky above the Imperial Palace as Qi Xiuya, the Dean of the Taixue Academy, who had the deepest historical scholarship he had seen.

“How could Dean Qi be here!”

Lu Yang remembered that Dean Qi was only of the Body Integration Realm in terms of Cultivation Level, which certainly wasn’t enough to meddle with the Power of National Fate, the foundation of Great Xia!

Not just the Body Integration Realm, even those in the Transcendance Tribulation Stage wouldn’t dare to touch such a thing!

“And this oppressive aura…”

Originally, Qi Xiuya’s cultivation was reserved, like an ordinary old man, but perhaps because he finally got the Power of National Fate, he couldn’t help releasing a bit of his pressure.

Just the pressure leaked from his emotional fluctuations alone covered the Imperial City and even the nearby eight cities!

Not even those in the Transcendance Tribulation Stage could achieve such an extent with full release of their oppressive aura.

“It’s an Immortal!” Lu Yang was the first to make the judgment.

“Imperial Teacher, save me!” General Yu, seeing the Power of National Fate finally leaving Emperor Xia’s body and Dean Qi making his final appearance to reap it, couldn’t help but cry out for help.

He was being attacked jointly by Jin Caiwei and Jiang Lianyi, completely powerless to fight back.

“Imperial Teacher?!”

The only one whom General Yu would willingly call “Imperial Teacher” was the original Imperial Teacher, Guan Shanhai, who was both a teacher and a friend to Emperor Yu Wu Yao, and had jointly built the Great Yu Dynasty.

He was also one of only two Immortals in the Great Yu Dynasty.

The moment Lu Yang confirmed the identity of the Imperial Teacher, he roughly guessed Great Yu’s scheme.

Guan Shanhai, in order to seize the Power of National Fate, took advantage of Emperor Xia’s critical illness and the turmoil in Yu State to lure the Jiang Family’s Ancient Ancestor to provide support. In doing so, he would be the only Immortal in the Imperial City and could do whatever he wanted.

An Immortal wanting to hide his identity could suppress his Cultivation Level, change his appearance, and start growing from the body of an infant. As he aged, he could gradually remove the seal on his cultivation.

Thus, every step of his growth would have traces to follow, and even if Great Xia wanted to investigate, they would not find anything.

It was unclear how long Guan Shanhai had lived in the Imperial City under a false name. Even the identity of Dean Qi had been used for over a thousand years.

With Dean Qi’s students spread across the land, it was not without reason to see his students as sources of intelligence, like Ye Gu, who taught in the Meng Family’s private school. From Ye Gu, he could obtain information about the Meng Family.

Lu Yang thought to himself that he knew there was something off about Dean Qi. How could an ordinary person with Cultivation Level in the Body Integration Realm have no grudges with his master?

“The Imperial Teacher of Great Yu?!” General Yu’s call was loud enough for half of the Imperial City to hear clearly, causing utter shock and immediately plunging the city into chaos.

Although they did not know what the Power of National Fate was or the purpose of the Great Yu National Preceptor’s visit, the appearance of an ancient Immortal in the Imperial City was an extremely dangerous signal!

Guan Shanhai ignored the panic-stricken expressions of the people in the Imperial City and the calls of General Yu. He walked on air, step by step approaching the crimson Power of National Fate.

As he got closer to the Power of National Fate, his appearance also changed, transforming into a middle-aged man with a goatee and sunken cheeks, gradually overlapping with the portraits of him in historical records.

The Power of National Fate, as if sensing Guan Shanhai’s ill intent, swayed restlessly, sending out fluctuations strong enough to make even those in the Transcendance Tribulation Stage palpitate.

But Guan Shanhai simply smiled faintly and reached out to grasp the Power of National Fate, like a snake catcher seizing the snake’s vital point, rendering the snake’s twisting and turning futile.

“Jiang Pingan truly has some skills, managing to create something like the Power of National Fate.”

The Power of National Fate was something Jiang Pingan had created after the founding of Great Xia. It belonged to Immortal creations; however, unlike the Mother-child River and the Twin River, the Power of National Fate was directly manufactured by Jiang Pingan using the authority of the Dao Fruit. It carried the wishes of Great Xia’s tens of millions of people and was the foundation of Great Xia.

Since it was something Jiang Pingan had created after expending countless efforts, even Guan Shanhai couldn’t acquire the Power of National Fate completely in a short time.

But he didn’t need to obtain the Power of National Fate completely. What he valued was the connection between the Power of National Fate and the people—he could rely on this connection to transform Great Xia into Great Yu!

The moment he grasped the Power of National Fate, he had already begun to refine it.

Refining the Power of National Fate wasn’t difficult, but it was time-consuming. During the process of refining, he slowly turned his head and looked at the jade general who had become flat and was sliced into countless pieces, as well as Jiang Lianyi and Jin Caiwei, who were on high alert.

“Jin Dao friend, it’s been several days since we parted from the Taixue Academy, and here we meet again. I didn’t expect it to be under these circumstances,” Guan Shanhai said with a smile, showing no hint of aggression.

“Jiang Dao friend, I have long admired the grand name of the Phoenix Ancestor. Today, having met you, indeed, you are out of the ordinary. If it weren’t for the fact that you have someone above you, I fear you would be an Immortal by now.”

Despite Guan Shanhai’s politeness and his willingness to consider Jiang Lianyi and Jin Caiwei as his peers given his status as an Immortal, it still provoked hostility from the two women.

Guan Shanhai acted as if he didn’t notice the hostility in the eyes of the two women, and once more gave a respectful bow toward an empty space.

“And Ao Ling Dao friend, hiding here for such a long time, it’s time for you to show yourself.”

Ripples spread through space, and Ao Ling, with a grim face, stepped out from it, fixing her gaze on Guan Shanhai.

Even with her unparalleled talent for concealment, she couldn’t hide from Immortal perception.

“Please release the jade general, my fellow Dao friends.”

Guan Shanhai’s tone was calm, as if discussing a trivial matter.

Ao Ling stared at Guan Shanhai for a moment, then slowly exhaled. The gap between an Immortal and a Semi-Immortal was all too clear to her. This was not an opponent they could defeat.

“Release the jade general.”

Jin Caiwei obediently complied, undoing the Plane Dao Fruit Outline and letting the jade general revert to a three-dimensional shape.

However, the jade general was now just small fragments. To restore its original form, it was up to the jade general’s own efforts.

“Guan here thanks the three Dao friends. I came to the Imperial City just for the Power of National Fate, yet I never thought I’d have the chance to meet the three wives of the Qilin Immortal. Truly, I am extremely fortunate.” Guan Shanhai, as the head of the Taixue Academy, was not solely hiding his identity and gathering intelligence—he genuinely enjoyed studying history.

Especially ancient history.

“Three wives?”

Ao Ling and Jiang Lianyi looked at each other in confusion—since when did their husband have three wives?

Guan Shanhai was also taken aback: “It was Jin Dao friend who told me, could it be a mistake?”

Ao Ling and Jiang Lianyi simultaneously turned their heads, staring at Jin Caiwei.

Guan Shanhai did not dwell on this matter but continued to speak with a respectful gesture.

“May I trouble the three Dao friends to inform Guan about the whereabouts of the Qilin Immortal? There are some matters I would like to ask him about.”

Ao Ling shook her head: “None of us know where our husband is.”

Guan Shanhai narrowed his eyes, not believing the words of Ao Ling and the others, and his tone turned slightly unfriendly: “Guan believes he has been quite amiable towards the three Dao friends, I hope the three of you do not think Guan is easy to talk to!”

“Tell Guan the location of the Qilin Immortal, otherwise the three Dao friends may have to stay here today and wait for the Qilin Immortal to come and fetch you!”