After hearing Emperor Gan’s words, Qin Chu’s face was filled with shock. Firstly, he was shocked that Emperor Gan knew about the Holy Blood Family, and secondly, he was shocked that Emperor Gan knew about his affairs. Could it be Gan Lingwu who told him?
“Don’t look at her, she didn’t say it. You went to the Scripture Repository to check the ancient texts about the Holy Blood Family, and then saw your fighting situation. With a little deduction, this Emperor knew what was going on. It’s just that I was too lazy to say it, too lazy to ask.” Gan Lingtian said.
Qin Chu didn’t speak. He knew that what happened in the Great Gan Imperial Capital could not be hidden from Gan Lingtian, so it was normal for Gan Lingtian to know.
“Sixteen years ago, the Vermilion Bird Holy Family and the Black Tortoise Holy Family came to Nanyan State. Because their strength was not on the same level, this Emperor couldn’t afford to provoke them, so I pretended not to see them. They also didn’t affect the situation in this region.” Gan Lingtian said.
“Thank you, Emperor Gan, for providing Qin Chu with this information.” Qin Chu cupped his fists towards Emperor Gan.
“The Jianghu is dangerous. Always be more vigilant in everything so you won’t suffer losses. You must remember the four words: the victor is king.” Gan Lingtian said.
“To become a victor, one must have strength. Qin Chu will work hard to improve himself.” Qin Chu said.
Gan Lingtian shook his head, “The literal meaning of ‘the victor is king’ is like that, but it can also be understood as ‘those who remain are kings’. Just like the conflict between the major forces this time, the Gan Dynasty was not the strongest, but others exited the stage of history, and we remained. Are those who remain not kings? You must always ensure that you are alive. If your opponent dies and you live, then you win.” After speaking, Gan Lingtian stood up, because the old man who was drawing the map had returned and had already handed the original map to Gan Lingwu.
After seeing Gan Lingtian off from Lingwu Palace, Gan Lingwu and Qin Chu returned to the garden and sat down.
“The victor is king, and the survivor is king. In your imperial brother’s eyes, they are the same, but it does make sense. Whoever can laugh last is the king.” Qin Chu said. He highly agreed with Gan Lingtian’s view. The great waves wash away the sand, and only the elites remain.
“Qin Chu, my imperial brother knows that you are related to the Holy Blood Family. This really wasn’t me who told him.” Looking at Qin Chu, Gan Lingwu explained.
Qin Chu looked up at Gan Lingwu, “I know it wasn’t you. The most precious thing between friends is trust. Without trust, what kind of friends can we be?”
“I’m very happy you can say that!” Gan Lingwu took out the map and handed it to Qin Chu.
Qin Chu took it and put it into his Storage Ring.
“Lingwu, I should go!” After a moment of silence, Qin Chu said.
“Can you stay with me for two more days?” Gan Lingwu asked, looking at Qin Chu.
Facing Gan Lingwu’s plea, Qin Chu couldn’t refuse, so he stayed.
After staying for two days, when Qin Chu was about to leave, Gan Lingwu came to the side hall where Qin Chu was staying, followed by several palace maids. The palace maids carried wooden trays, some with robes and some with Medicinal Pills.
“Sister Lingwu, what is this?” Qin Chu quickly stood up. At this moment, he understood why Gan Lingwu had kept him, because she was preparing some things for him.
“As a Cultivator, Medicinal Pills are indispensable; moreover, when traveling outside, if your robes are too inferior, you will be looked down upon, so I prepared some for you.” Gan Lingwu said to Qin Chu.
Qin Chu didn’t know what words were appropriate to express himself. Saying thank you felt too hollow, because no one had ever been so good to him except for the old master.
“Quickly put them away.” Gan Lingwu said to Qin Chu.
Nodding to Gan Lingwu, Qin Chu put away the robes and Medicinal Pills.
Seeing Qin Chu put away the clothes, Gan Lingwu waved her hand to dismiss the palace maids, then took out a few exquisite thin ropes, “These are a few hair ties I made. Take them.”
After taking the hair ties from Gan Lingwu’s hand, Qin Chu cupped his fists towards Gan Lingwu.
“Your background is a knot in your heart. If you don’t solve this problem, you will always have something on your mind and won’t be able to settle down, so I won’t stop you.” Gan Lingwu said to Qin Chu.
“When I return, I will come to see you first!” After speaking, Qin Chu walked towards the outside of Lingwu Palace. Being wishy-washy was not his style.
Outside the mansion, Qin Chu saw that the guards had prepared a beast carriage for him.
Getting into the beast carriage, Qin Chu drove it himself and left the Great Gan Imperial Capital.
At the entrance of Lingwu Palace, Gan Lingwu watched Qin Chu leave until he was out of sight.
The Yao Beast pulling the carriage was a Black Tiger, a second-tier Yao Beast. Qin Chu pointed the direction, and it could travel on its own.
Sitting inside the beast carriage, Qin Chu took out the map and began to study it.
Looking at the map of the Sacred Martial Continent, Qin Chu felt that the division of the thirteen states’ territories was a bit ridiculous, because the Holy Land Central State was too large, with its single state being larger than the other twelve states combined.
What Qin Chu didn’t know was that the Holy Land Central State was the prosperous region of this Sacred Martial Continent, while the other twelve states, in the eyes of the Cultivators of the Holy Land Central State, were barbarian lands, not civilized enough.
“You don’t know until you see it; once you see it, you’re shocked. Nanyan State’s territory is large enough, but in front of this Holy Land Central State, it’s nothing.” Qin Chu muttered to himself, feeling deeply shocked.
The beast carriage moved forward on its own, and Qin Chu stayed inside, meditating. During the day, he traveled, and when night came, Qin Chu would stop and set up camp, allowing the Black Tiger to rest.
During the journey, battles often occurred, with Yao Beasts and bandits, but these posed no threat to Qin Chu. Yao Beasts above the fourth tier were 統領级 , had their own territories, and would not appear easily; as for Cultivators, those with Spirit Origin Realm cultivation would disdain to be bandits, so Qin Chu had a smooth journey.
One day, as Qin Chu was meditating and Cultivating his Sword Origin Qi and Sword Body, his chest became hot again, as if it was about to burn.
At a critical moment, Qin Chu used a Cold Spirit Pill to suppress it, but this heat never receded.
The heat in Qin Chu’s chest lasted for a day before subsiding. Qin Chu’s robes were also gone; when the heat appeared, before Qin Chu took the Cold Spirit Pill, the thermal energy destroyed his robes.
Opening his eyes, Qin Chu looked at himself. As he looked, he found something wrong with his chest.
Looking closely, Qin Chu found a small red mark on his heart. He reached out and wiped it, only to find that not only did it not wipe off, but it also felt a bit hard.
This isn't right! The heart area is skin and muscle, how could it be hard?
Rubbing it with both hands, Qin Chu found that in his chest, specifically between his two sternum bones, a small piece of bone had appeared. Although it was only the size of his pinky finger, it was a real presence.
Holy Bone? Could it be that what he possessed was truly King-level Holy Blood, capable of developing Holy Bones? Qin Chu was a little confused, because he hadn’t thought of this point, but a piece of bone had appeared on his chest, it was a real existence, he could feel it!
Taking a deep breath, Qin Chu carefully felt it.
After feeling it for a while, Qin Chu discovered that it was a very small bone, about the size of a pinky finger, and its shape was similar to a long sword.
“Could it be stimulated by Cultivating the Sword Body?” Qin Chu couldn’t figure it out, mainly because he knew too little about the Holy Blood Family’s situation.