Legend of Swordsman

4831 Heading to the Heavenly Palace

There were as many as four cultivation techniques and Dao books that even ordinary top cultivators could find and look down on. They occupied 40 percent of the treasures.

He had a total of 13 treasures in his collection, and each of them could only be said to be tragic…

Other than the cultivation technique Dao book, there were also some treasures that he could not name.

However. Wei Liujia introduced them to Jian Wushuang one by one. “This is the Supreme Jade Tree Glazed Tile, the Gold Jade Ring…”

Of the 13 treasures, only the Supreme Jade Tree Glazed Tile had some value. It could nourish the meridians and had a good use for recovering Yan power.

However, even so, the effect of this Supreme Jade Tree Glazed Tile was probably not as good as the crystal at the top of the black mountain…

Wei Liujia wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. “These are all treasures I got in exchange for selling the True Swords my father left me. I hope I won’t make a fool of myself in this court session.”

“…” Jian Wushuang did not know what to say anymore. These items could barely be considered treasures. If he were to bring these items to the Heavenly Palace or to the Second Prince, Prince Jiu, then Wei Liujia’s ridicule and humiliation would be inevitable.

With this in mind, he looked at Wei Liujia. With a flip of his palm, a small black wooden box appeared. He handed it over and said, “Fate has brought us together. Today, I’ll give you a little toy.”

Although Wei Liujia was puzzled, he still reached out and took the small black wooden box.

The next moment, he gently opened the box, and thousands of gentle white rays of light escaped from the box. They carried an extremely strong medicinal fragrance, illuminating the entire small heavenly passage for a moment.

“Gulp.”

A clear gulping sound reverberated in everyone’s ears.

Wei Liujia’s eyes were wide open as he stared at the pill in the black wooden box.

Jian Wushuang smiled as if he had expected his reaction.

These pills were taken out from Emperor Liu Ya’s Heavenly Court by the three of them. They were the Emperor’s collection and were considered a top-tier treasure. Even ordinary Grand Yan Immortals might not even be able to take a look at them.

Every single one of them was an existence that could steal the fate energy of heaven and earth.

The Emperor’s Treasury Pills in front of him had a miraculous effect on stabilizing his foundation and comprehending Immortal Styles. Even Jian Wushuang liked this pill.

In the end, Wei Liujia reluctantly retracted his gaze and closed the box. He shook his head and said, “The value of this pill is simply too valuable. I’m afraid that even if I sell my Dagu Mountain, I won’t be able to buy it. I can’t accept it.”

Jian Wushuang smiled and said, “Take it. Don’t you want to use this pill to gain some face when you go to the Heavenly Palace?”

His words struck Wei Liujia’s sore spot in the deepest part of his heart. It made him recall all the humiliation he had suffered since he became the Mountain Lord.

In an instant, his outstretched hand clutched the box tightly again, his knuckles turning white.

“Yes, I do.”

“It’s good that you want to. If there’s an opportunity, you must seize it,” Jian Wushuang patted him on the shoulder with a smile. “Then let’s go to the Heavenly Palace together in three years.”

Three years, to Yan Immortal, was just a blink of an eye.

In the past three years, Jian Wushuang, Di Qing, and the others had not left the small Heavenly Abode on Dagu Mountain. They had all been recuperating and adjusting their strength to the peak.

There was only one Yan Immortal who had not closed his eyes for a moment in the past three years, and that Yan Immortal was Wei Liujia.

For three years, he had been caressing the box that Jian Wushuang had given him. He was extremely careful even when he opened it, for fear that it would be damaged.

Looking at Wei Liujia who was about to go crazy, Jian Wushuang could not stand it anymore and gave him four Emperor’s Treasury Pills of the same grade but with different effects.

Therefore, Wei Liujia was so excited that he almost passed out. The first thing he did after waking up was to bow his head, but he was stopped by Jian Wushuang. After a simple reminder, he finally suppressed his crazily fluctuating Immortal Source.

Three years had passed, and a unique loud sound of the morning bell and evening drum resounded from the corner of the sky.

In the small cave on Dagu Mountain, Jian Wushuang slowly opened his eyes.

“My Lord, we should set off.” Wei Liujia seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and he could not hold back the joy on his face.

Jian Wushuang nodded, then stood up and walked forward. Di Qing followed behind him.

The candidates who would go to the Heavenly Palace to meet Prince Jiu had been decided long ago. They were only Jian Wushuang, Di Qing, and Wei Liujia.

As for Zhao Ting, Jian Wushuang decided not to let her go with him. Instead, he stayed with Xi Qingchi in the Heavenly Abode on Dagu Mountain.

He had made this decision because, on one hand, the more people there were, the easier it would be for her to be exposed in Prince Jiu’s Heavenly Palace. On the other hand, it was because Jian Wushuang did not trust her.

To be able to become a Heavenly Official and be sent to assassinate Prince Mo, how could she be a simple Yan Immortal?

“My Lord, can I go with you?” Xi Qingchi nervously rubbed the corner of his clothes and said uneasily.

Jian Wushuang looked back at her and said, “Don’t worry. I’ll come back to pick you up and send you home after I’m done.”

At this point, the three figures left the Heavenly Abode and turned into three streams of flowing light that flew up.

As his body shot up into the clouds, Jian Wushuang also noticed that at the same time, there were extremely strong auras rising from various Heavenly Regions and flying in the same direction.

It was the center of the entire Great Mi Heaven, where Prince Jiu’s Heavenly Palace was located.

As the Mountain Lord of a celestial mountain, which was different from the Heavenly Region, his status in the Great Mi Heaven was quite high. Every Mountain Lord was at least in the Yan Immortal stage, which was equivalent to Prince Jiu’s last trump card.

In other words, no matter how poor Wei Liujia was, he would still have some face in front of Prince Jiu.

The 17 celestial mountains and 17 Mountain Lords were the closest to the Heavenly Palace, other than the Lords of the Blessed Lands.

There were 17 Mountain Lords and only 6 Lords of the Blessed Lands. Their status was even more transcendent. Only Yan Immortals who had made great contributions to Prince Jiu could obtain this title. It was also like the Mountain Lord position, it was hereditary.

In less than half a day, Jian Wushuang and the others arrived at the Heavenly Palace in the center of the Great Mi Heaven.

In the midst of the clouds and mist, a 10,000-feet-tall Heavenly Gate stood among the clouds, towering and majestic.

At that moment, hundreds of figures fell outside the Heavenly Palace like the sun and stars.

Under the escort of their subordinates, dozens of noble figures strolled forward arrogantly.

The moment Wei Liujia saw them, he subconsciously lowered his body, trying to avoid them.

However, the more he hid, the more he was discovered. Among the 10 or so luxurious figures, the richest middle-aged Yan Immortal recognized Wei Liujia with a glance.

“Oh, so it’s Brother Wei. It’s been a Hua Year since we last met. It seems you’ve had some good fortune.”

That stout Yan Immortal dragged his tone and strode over.

Although he had the Emperor’s Treasury Pills that Jian Wushuang had given him as his foundation, Wei Liujia still felt that he was inferior, and his face turned slightly red.