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"However..." Qing Yu's face showed a rare hesitation, "I haven't perceived any Heavenly Mechanism, but there is one...um, I don't know if it counts as an abnormal sign, but it makes me doubtful."
Qing Yu looked up at the starry sky again, as if searching for something, "The Shadow King told me that those people are hidden in the darkness, seeking the Immortal Mechanism of eternal life. This opportunity was not supposed to appear in the great calamity that is 1,500 years later. Those people create chaos, using one disaster to invoke another, intending to bring about the great calamity ahead of time.
With my skill in the Heavenly Mechanism, although I am not the top practitioner in the world, I should be considered in the forefront. However, for some reason, I have not detected any sign of the great calamity approaching."
Qing Yu cultivated Fu Xi's "Heaven and Earth Supreme Skill," which in itself matched perfectly with the Dao of Heavenly Mechanism. He further refined his practice in various Daoist Skills, enhancing his skill in the Heavenly Mechanism day by day.
Currently, Qing Yu's mastery in this area, if not within the top five in the world, should definitely be within the top ten.
But even with this top-ten mastery, he couldn't detect any sign.
Logically speaking, as the progress of using one calamity to invoke another developed, and the time of the great calamity drew nearer to the present, divination should have become easier.
"Enough, perhaps my strength is insufficient."
After contemplating for a while and coming up with no conclusion, Qing Yu could only set aside these thoughts for the moment and focus on increasing his strength.
"Should there be important matters, come wake me."
Upon finishing, Qing Yu's figure soared into the air, flying toward the Heavenly Giant Statue in front of Taihe Palace.
His retreat this time was still within this giant statue. Enriched by the Northern Zhou Dragon Vein, the effects of seclusion inside the statue surpassed most Cave Heaven Blessed Lands.
"Buzz—"
Accompanied by a slight buzzing sound, arrays lit up, and the giant statue began to activate again.
"Whoo—"
Primordial Energy was rapidly absorbed, used for the activation, producing a powerful howling sound.
"Are you allowing this demon path practitioner to enjoy the Northern Zhou's Dragon Vein again?"
A phoenix shadow flashed, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful woman. Feng Mingxiao looked at the increasingly stable giant statue and, dissatisfied, said to Feng Jiwu, "The Dragon Vein is of great significance, how can it be allowed for outsiders to use? Do you, the Emperor of Northern Zhou, wish to become an emperor of a fallen nation?"
Just then, Feng Mingxiao sensed that the Heavenly Giant Statue had activated again and rushed over to check. Indeed, she found that this statue, which was supposed to suppress the Northern Zhou Dragon Vein, was activated again, still being used by the Taoist Qing Yu.
This caused Feng Mingxiao to feel discontent.
The Dragon Vein was closely connected to the fate of dynasties and should not be used unless absolutely necessary. Now that it was being used to aid in cultivation, how could Feng Mingxiao not be irritated?
"Although the Dragon Vein is linked to the fortune of dynasties, the welfare of a nation is not solely determined by the Dragon Vein. Great Princess, you worry too much," Feng Jiwu still watched the statue and calmly said.
Hearing this, Feng Mingxiao grew more annoyed, "You trust that demon path practitioner so much, looking just like an emperor of a fallen nation. The country of Great Zhou for hundreds of years will eventually perish by your hand."
"Great Zhou? Heh," Feng Jiwu scoffed and turned back to look at Feng Mingxiao, "Great Zhou vanished three hundred years ago, and its territories fell into others' hands. What remains now is only Northern Zhou.
And I, intend to create another Great Zhou from Northern Zhou, and perhaps, an even greater empire than Great Zhou."
Sudden Onrise, Feng Jiwu revealed his ambition, or rather, a decision just made by Qing Yu.
The cultivation of Emperor Martial Art required vast territories. The larger the dominion a cultivator ruled, the higher their upper limit.
Previously, Qing Yu might have only wanted to use Northern Zhou to collect supplies for himself, but now, his goal had changed. Qing Yu coveted the benefits brought by Emperor Martial Art, and even though he couldn't cultivate it himself, he could still refine the gains of Emperor Martial Art through the connection between Tribulation Master and Tribulation Slave.
Moreover, with Feng Jiwu as a medium, Qing Yu didn't need to bear the consequences of cultivating Emperor Martial Art. Having only advantages without disadvantages, and reaping great benefits was a rare opportunity that Qing Yu didn't want to slip through his fingers.
Thus, he silently changed his plan.
"You want to counterattack Daqian," Feng Mingxiao frowned deeply, "you wouldn't be planning to cultivate Emperor Martial Art, would you?"
"Oh?" Feng Jiwu questioned in confusion, "Does the Great Princess also know the taboo of Emperor Martial Art?"
From Feng Mingxiao's reaction, it was clear she knew the taboo of Emperor Martial Art. If one's mental state couldn't bear the weight of the nation, they would be crushed by the immense mental pressure.
"If someone with an insufficient mental state cultivates Emperor Martial Art, they are bound to die." Feng Mingxiao gave Feng Jiwu a deep look, "Originally, I had asked Dean Zhuge and also knew the taboo of Emperor Martial Art. This is also why I disagreed with your father's desire to acquire Emperor Martial Art.
That mental state, your father didn't have, nor do you now. If you force the cultivation, you will only become a living dead."
"You want me to give up?" Feng Jiwu said.
He truly hadn't thought that Feng Mingxiao would disagree with him cultivating Emperor Martial Art. Knowing her, Feng Mingxiao should prefer him becoming a living dead, to let Feng Qiwu come back to ascend the throne.
"As the world is about to descend into chaos, compared to Qiwu, you are more suitable to be the Emperor." Feng Mingxiao stated flatly.
Feng Qiwu was too kind-hearted; even when his beloved woman was taken by Feng Jiwu, he chose to bless them silently in the end. Such a temperament might be suitable for a benevolent ruler in peaceful times, but not for a qualified monarch in these coming chaotic times.
If Feng Qiwu were to become the Emperor, the influence of the Feng family would undoubtedly shrink, being seized by the Hundred Officials and the Mountain River Academy. Although Feng Mingxiao was more inclined towards Feng Qiwu, she did not want an emperor from the Feng family to become a puppet.
In contrast, if Feng Jiwu were to become the Emperor, there was a possibility to defend the country of Northern Zhou.
Moreover, during this time, the changes in Feng Jiwu had been very apparent. He gradually evolved into a qualified emperor, rational, indifferent, and adept in power art. Feng Mingxiao didn't know that Feng Jiwu's personality was increasingly leaning towards that of Qing Yu, she just thought he inherently had such potential.
Now, in Feng Mingxiao's eyes, Feng Jiwu's importance had become even greater than Feng Qiwu's. Even if she disliked it, Feng Mingxiao had to admit Feng Jiwu was more suitable to become the Emperor.
"Then, nephew will not let Aunt's expectations down," Feng Jiwu said with a light smile.
Seeing Feng Mingxiao's support, Feng Jiwu directly changed his address to her. He no longer called her the Great Princess, but simply Aunt.
Such an unashamed character seemed also to be influenced by someone.
Feng Mingxiao inwardly rolled her eyes in disdain at Feng Jiwu's opportunism, but her face remained expressionless as she said, "I hope you prove worthy of this trust."
"Please rest assured, Aunt."
Feng Jiwu turned his head towards the Heavenly Giant Statue that inhaled and exhaled Primordial Energy, 'In the end, we shall become the ultimate victors.'
In his eyes, there was a moment of lifelessness, a fleeting yet profound depth, making Feng Jiwu's gaze eerily similar to that of Qing Yu.