Male Inferiority and Female Supremacy in the World of Immortal Cultivation Chapter 312: 312. Imperial Palace Dungeon

Chapter 312: 312. Imperial Palace Dungeon

Many masters have their peculiar hobbies, and General Yaksha is no exception.

She collects the ashes of her enemies, and even brews tea with them—it’s said to have beauty-enhancing effects, which, paired with her half-ghoulish face, is rather coldly humorous.

Of course, not every enemy is eligible to be collected by her; they need to be at least at Perfect Foundation Establishnt level, the ashes of lesser fish in cultivation terms are simply scattered by her.

Yu Qing and the others just t the standard for collection, so Li Yan very sensibly offered to help.

General Yaksha was quite pleased with her subordinate’s discernnt and reminded her, “Their flying swords are top-grade treasure artifacts, rember to collect them.”

Although the True Mother God Sect is wealthy, top-grade treasure artifacts aren’t sothing you can obtain easily just because you have the money.

Upon hearing about the treasure artifacts, Li Yan’s eyes lit up instantly, and she quickly assured, “Rest assured, General, I will definitely collect the artifacts properly.”

Only then did General Yaksha nod and chase toward the direction where Du Ruxue had fled.

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“Aunt Du, why did you abandon Sister Yu Qing and the others?”

Qiao Sen was deeply puzzled, and even a bit angry.

The selfless help of Yu Qing and the others during this ti had deeply moved and shad Qiao Sen.

Now they fell into danger because of her, yet she turned around and fled. Is this even human?

Qiao Sen struggled and wanted to return to help but was held tightly by Du Ruxue.

This ti she did not hold back, and Qiao Sen couldn’t break free even using the Ripple Divine Skill.

Faced with Qiao Sen’s questioning, Du Ruxue calmly replied, “They are from major sects and have ans to protect themselves. If we stay, we will only distract them, resulting in everyone dying together.”

Qiao Sen couldn’t accept Du Ruxue’s reasoning; if five people couldn’t win and had to flee, how could leaving three behind be safer?

Seeing Qiao Sen’s relentless attitude, Du Ruxue was quite helpless and explained, “One of General Yaksha’s targets is you. If I take you away, she will definitely not linger to kill the three juniors, and will co after us.”

Qiao Sen was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly said, “You also planned to leave them behind to buy us ti, didn’t you?”

Du Ruxue straightforwardly admitted, “That’s correct, but if we don’t do this, we’ll all die.”

In her heart, Qiao Sen was evidently more important, so those three disciples from Heavenly Sword Sect could only rely on their luck.

Still, coming from a major sect and being core disciples, Du Ruxue believed they had ans to protect themselves, and General Yaksha certainly wouldn’t stay there wasting ti.

Qiao Sen was very confused, “General Yaksha is from the True Mother God Sect, right? What exactly do they see in ?”

Qiao Sen felt she was just an ordinary person besides her identity, and this identity as Crown Prince has no real value to people of the Cultivation World.

General Yaksha supports Di Ao’s coup, and even acted personally after he failed, so Qiao Sen thought it was for the throne of the Chu Kingdom.

But now hearing Du Ruxue say she is the target of General Yaksha, what exactly does General Yaksha see in her as an ordinary person?

Of course, such thoughts from Qiao Sen reflect a lack of self-awareness; soone who can cultivate Ripple Divine Skill to the point of forming a strong figure can’t be an ordinary person.

Du Ruxue heard this and replied, “They’re not targeting you, but the bloodline of the Qiao family you carry.”

“The bloodline of the Qiao family?”

Qiao Sen exclaid, her Qiao family seed to have nothing special, and even their cultivation talent was horribly lacking.

“Wait Aunt Du, my mother is still in Qianxin Palace!”

Qiao Sen anxiously said, if General Yaksha’s target is the bloodline of the Qiao family, then her mother would be in danger.

Du Ruxue suddenly spoke astonishing words, “Your mother is not poisoned, the person in Qianxin Palace is just a substitute.”

“What?!”

Qiao Sen was completely shocked, even confused.

For the past half year, she has been suffering and saddened by her mother’s plight countless tis, shedding tears that could fill a bath.

Now you’re telling my mother is not poisoned?

Of course, this shock and minor resentnt were quickly overwheld by imnse joy.

Qiao Sen was a good and filial child; hearing that her mother was alright made her happier than anything.

She was about to ask about the details but was blocked by Du Ruxue, “Your mother is hiding in a safe place. I will take you there now, and she will explain herself.”

Du Ruxue, usually a person of few words, felt quite uncomfortable speaking so much now.

Qiao Sen could only obediently close her mouth, silently praying that Sister Yu Qing and the others could escape danger.

Du Ruxue flew swiftly with Qiao Sen to the Imperial Garden, where there was a small Heavenly Altar, usually not used, reportedly left from a previous dynasty.

On the altar, there were ripple-like circles large and small, engraved with nurous characters, said to be ancient text with thousands of years of history.

Du Ruxue took Qiao Sen to the altar and began to swiftly move around.

Qiao Sen noticed she was walking on tiptoe, accurately stepping onto a character each ti.

Due to Du Ruxue’s speed, Qiao Sen couldn’t even see clearly which character she stepped on before the center of the altar suddenly dropped with a crash, revealing a pitch-black hole.

Qiao Sen blinked, unable to say anything sarcastic.

Today’s events were too overwhelming, numbing her nerves; compared to big matters like Di Qingying’s rebellion and her mother not being poisoned, a small chanism on the altar seed easier to accept.

Qiao Sen wisely didn’t ask, as Du Ruxue held her hand and jumped into the hole.

After jumping, the hole swiftly closed automatically again.

Qiao Sen felt like she was jumping off a building, her body plumting swiftly, but with the flying Du Ruxue beside her, she wasn’t afraid.

Soon, Qiao Sen felt the descent slow, not because Du Ruxue acted, but because there was a gentle force below holding the two, gently landing them.

Qiao Sen found herself standing in a well-like pit, surrounded by walls embedded with fluorescent stones for illumination.

A deep, mysterious staircase lay ahead, leading sowhere unknown.

Without saying a word, Du Ruxue pulled her forward, their feet stepping on golden rings, flying along the staircase. Shortly after, the view opened up.

A massive underground palace appeared in front of Qiao Sen, leaving her utterly stunned.

She never imagined there would be an underground city beneath the imperial palace, and its area was so vast.

This underground city’s architecture completely replicated the surface’s imperial palace, including the square, palaces, Imperial Garden, and more, though its size was considerably reduced.

Qiao Sen was srized as Du Ruxue continued to carry her forward.

Approaching the entrance, Qiao Sen noticed a faint blood-red glow covering the underground city, too distant to see clearly but only noticeable upon nearing.

This red tint resembled an overturned bowl covering the entire underground city within.