The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS

"Mutual assistance and mutual benefit are the foundation of cooperation. Naturally, I will not go against it," Qing Yu replied.

"Then, I shall not disturb Your Majesty Shengde Emperor in reviewing the memorials. I will take my leave first."

"Wait, Qing Yu," Shengde Emperor set down the memorials, staring intently into Qing Yu's eyes, "In the great battle on the grassland, was that unknown Supreme warrior you?"

"How could it be? You know I've only recently ascended to Divine Communication, where would I find the essence to become Supreme? You're really joking, You Tian."

With a light laugh, Qing Yu's image slowly faded, but Shengde Emperor continued to stare at where the image had been, motionless.

After a moment, he finally turned back, opened the memorials, and began to review, "To defeat Pei Dongliu, how could one lack essence…"

This "The World's Number One," Pei Dongliu, might be somewhat exaggerated, but his accumulation is real and substantial. To defeat Pei Dongliu or even force him to the brink of death, one absolutely possesses the qualification to challenge for Supremacy.

On the other side, after Qing Yu closed the Thousand-mile Mirror Light Array, he softly murmured to himself, "Mutual assistance and mutual benefit are not the norm for us ambitious ones."

Deception and betrayal are the norms for people like Qing Yu and Ji Chengtian. Mutual assistance and mutual benefit are only temporary. If they really seize the discourse power of the Nine Heavens, then Ji Chengtian's next step would target Qing Yu.

"Fighting with heaven is endless joy! Fighting with earth is endless joy! Fighting with people is truly bothersome!" Qing Yu clicked his tongue helplessly.

A life of intrigue and deception truly did not suit someone like him, a man of the world, preferring instead to subdue others by sheer force, hitting them until they submit.

By silently operating the Mysterious Technique, the pure white Heavenly Crystal in his palm finally turned into a burst of Primordial Energy after holding on for a day, which Qing Yu absorbed into his body.

At the moment the Heavenly Crystal Energy entered his body, Bai Yun's energy suddenly surged, merging with the Heavenly Crystal Energy, causing his power to sharply increase.

Furthermore, Qing Yu's Primordial Spirit seemed to be enveloped by mist. An endless sea of clouds appeared within his mind.

The rolling clouds, rising and disappearing, endless in all directions, revealed all the mysteries of natural Cloud Qi to Qing Yu. The Great Wisdom Space assisted his Primordial Spirit's frenzied deduction and absorption, thoroughly comprehending the mysteries of Cloud Qi.

In merely a few breaths, the Daoist Essence contained in Bai Yun flowed in all at once, not conveyed in words but completely manifesting its mysteries in the mind. If Qing Yu's Three Souls and Primordial Spirit were not peak of the current era, he might not have been able to absorb it all.

In this brief span of breaths, Qing Yu felt as though he had lived a millennium, thoroughly comprehending the secrets of Cloud Qi, calming the surging Bai Yun's power within him as he returned to himself.

"The Great Dao has three thousand paths, different roads lead to the same destination. If this path of Cloud Qi reaches the apex, it might not be impossible to attain Supremacy."

With a twist of his body, Qing Yu transformed into a cloud dragon, freely flying around the Taiji Palace. When he reached the zenith, the cloud dragon dispersed into mist, from which he emerged, appearing on the eaves, gazing at the bright moon of tonight.

"The moonlight is truly beautiful!" Qing Yu remarked with some delight as he looked at tonight's bright moon.

The full moon on the fifteenth indeed possesses a special beauty. Qing Yu remembered that, back on Beicang Mountain, he always loved watching the full moon on the fifteenth and sixteenth, for it reminded him of his ambitions.

The people of today do not see the ancient moon, yet today's moon once shone on ancient people.

As the years pass, the heroic figures are always swept away by wind and rain, only the bright moon in the sky shines on the people of tonight.

"I know the moonlight is beautiful, but you should come down and eat mooncakes."

An elegant figure slowly emerged not far away, stepping lightly on the roof's corner, holding a small plate of mooncakes in one hand.

In the blink of an eye, it was already Mid-Autumn Festival. These past days, Qing Yu had been busy with scheming and refining the Heavenly Crystal, not even sparing a thought for the festival's arrival. Even today's midnight system reminder had been ignored.

"So it's Mid-Autumn again," Qing Yu turned with a smile, "Since you brought the mooncakes up, let's eat them here. Perfect for moon viewing."

Saying this, Qing Yu sat on the eaves, patting the spot next to him.

Xuanzhen lightly moved her lotus steps, gracefully arriving to sit by his side on the eaves, supporting the small plate in her hand with True Qi floating in the air, "Just these few mooncakes aren't enough for us, and there's also osmanthus wine below."

"No matter, let them bring themselves up."

As True Qi flowed, a small cloud dragon flew from his palm, passing through the zenith, soon flying up from outside the palace, its tail wrapped around a dark food basket, bringing it before Qing Yu.

"Another year has passed. Remember this day last year, I sent Ning Wuming a box of mooncakes, completely inciting his killing intent," Qing Yu said with a hint of reminiscence.

"All you remember is Ning Wuming?" Xuanzhen gave him a scolding glance.

This man, he only remembered intrigue and scheming; perhaps in his memory, red was the most prominent color, everything else was black and white.

"Such peaceful days are likely numbered," Qing Yu murmured, taking a bite of a mooncake.

When the Sword God recovers, the war chariot of the Nine Heavens will once again start, crushing all those who block its path, or being crushed by those who oppose it.

But during the Sword God's secluded healing, the world has seen several enormous variables; the Nine Heavens might not be invincible as before.

Not to mention, merely a Sword God can have a substantial impact on the plan. Since escaping confinement, the Sword God has been hiding in the shadows, plotting something unknown.

This old fox, sealed for nine hundred years, has an unfathomably deep mind. No one in this era might be able to see through him. However, as a seeker of the Tao Realm, he might walk the same path as the Nine Heavens.

Also, Xinyuan recently appeared at the Dharma Temple, but it's unclear with what intent?

The current world is run by cunning old strategists; no one knows how many chess players are hidden in the dark, nor how many cards each side holds.

Especially that Supreme Taoist, his intentions are extremely difficult to predict. Even now, Qing Yu cannot guess what his objective is.

Say he supports justice; he didn't kill the Sword God, only seriously wounded him. Say he has ulterior motives; he has been so quiet he's nearly forgotten.

In fact, if he hadn't severely injured the Sword God, the Supreme Taoist might indeed have been overlooked.

"It's all unknown..." Qing Yu sighed slightly, taking the cup of wine from Xuanzhen, drinking a sip of osmanthus wine.

"Forget it, let's just enjoy the moon... hm?"

Qing Yu looked up, seeing a figure stepping towards the moon, seemingly a banished immortal descending to the mortal realm, the vastness of the Xuan Yuan One Qi manifesting the mysteries of heaven and earth.

"Xuan Du." Qing Yu stood up straight.

Neither the night nor the backlight could hinder Qing Yu's eyesight, and the overflowing Xuan Yuan One Qi confirmed the visitor's identity.

He was none other than the Supreme Daoist — Xuan Du.

On this full moon night, what purpose did this Supreme Daoist have in coming?