Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 331 - 328: Gifting Pills

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Chu Zhiyuan shook his head with a smile: "There’s no need to make it public, let them guess."

Making it public or not each has its advantages and disadvantages, and he ultimately decided not to make it public.

The more mysterious, the more awe-inspiring.

The Phoenix Camp was originally a newly formed battalion, and outsiders found it hard to figure out its reality.

The Phoenix Camp achieved a miracle this time, making a good start and establishing its own deterrent power.

If this happened twice more, it would fully establish its footing.

The less outsiders understand about the Phoenix Camp, the more mystery surrounds it, enhancing its deterrent power.

Da Jing now needs such deterrence power.

Surrounding Da Jing are not only the Da Lie Dynasty and Da Guang Dynasty, but also some small countries.

If the Da Lie Dynasty and Da Guang Dynasty cannot be subdued, once they invade, helplessly,

how could those small countries not covet?

At that time, it would be as if a pack of wolves were watching, Da Jing Dynasty would be struggling all the time, and the situation would become more perilous.

And now, the establishment of the Phoenix Camp not only deters the Da Lie and Da Guang Dynasties, but also makes the other small countries wonder if they compare to Da Lie’s thirty thousand elite?

The Phoenix Camp could wipe out Da Lie’s thirty thousand elite overnight, could it wipe out their three thousand elite?

Meng Canglan said with a smile: "Princely Heir, can you tell us how you did it?"

Chu Zhiyuan laughed: "It was actually nothing special, just crushing them with force."

"Princely Heir, please don’t joke," Meng Canglan laughed: "A thousand against thirty thousand, how could you crush them?"

The composition of the Phoenix Camp’s soldiers is no secret.

It consists of three parts: one is the military elite, two is the Martial Arts Sect, and three is the true disciples of the Four Great Sects and Four Demon Sects.

Considered all elite.

But these elites have a fatal flaw: no Grandmasters.

They’re all Innate Realm masters, looking to join the Phoenix Camp and receive Chu Zhiyuan’s guidance, not stuck at Innate Perfection.

Although there are no Grandmasters, the fact that everyone is at the Innate Realm is already quite astonishing.

But even so, it’s not enough to manage one thousand defeating thirty thousand, moreover, it seems without any losses.

Those elite of Da Lie are not without Innate Masters, and even has quite a few Grandmasters.

Zero casualties of one thousand people wiping out thirty thousand elite of Da Lie, sounds unbelievable no matter how you hear it.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "On Nanyun Island, there are four military camps, each with eight thousand people, facing them one thousand against eight thousand is still manageable to crush them."

"...that’s difficult too." Meng Canglan lightly shook his head.

The four camps support each other, not fighting alone.

Once a battle starts, the other three camps are sure to come for support, facing not eight thousand but thirty thousand.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Maybe luck was on our side, nothing went wrong, and each was successfully broken."

Meng Canglan remarked: "This battle truly displayed the might of the Phoenix Camp, now the world knows no one doesn’t know the Phoenix Camp."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Phoenix Camp still has a long way to go, this time there’s a significant element of luck."

Meng Canglan smiled with pursed lips, looking at him: "The Princely Heir has made such an incredible achievement, I wonder what kind of reward there will be, ... our sect congratulates the Princely Heir by presenting two spirit pills."

Chu Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow.

Meng Canglan pouted.

Li Yilong took a small jade bottle from his sleeve, approached Chu Zhiyuan, and presented the small jade bottle.

Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand and didn’t accept it: "This success is also due to your sect providing armor and weapons, I can’t possibly accept such a gift again."

"Regarding these armor and equipment, the Sect Hierarch has already spoken, they were just gathering dust in a corner in our hands, in the Princely Heir’s hands, they truly came in handy," Meng Canglan said: "This batch of armor and equipment is donated to the Phoenix Camp, the Princely Heir need not return them."

Chu Zhiyuan was surprised, laughing: "How can this be!"

The corners of his mouth couldn’t help but turn up.

Armor and equipment from Da Lie are not so easily obtained, strictly controlled, accumulated bit by bit.

Takes huge amounts of time and effort, only a top sect like Wuyou Sect can manage to do so.

These armor and equipment are so precious, yet gifted directly to the Phoenix Camp.

If you want to take, you must first give.

The Wuyou Sect’s attempt to ingratiate is too obvious, making him cautious instead.

The more they give him, the greater the repayment they need.

What he can offer now to Wuyou Sect is not much, what are they plotting?

Is it to push Innate Perfection disciples into Grandmasters?

Or betting on him becoming the Emperor and thus seeking reconciliation with the next Emperor?

This possibility is not non-existent.

There is even a large possibility.

Betting on the future is not a strange thing for a top sect like Wuyou Sect.

Meng Canglan seemed to see through Chu Zhiyuan’s concerns: "The Princely Heir is worried about our sincerity, right?"

She stepped forward, took the jade bottle from Li Yilong’s hand with a sweet smile: "Afraid we will demand exorbitant repayment from the Princely Heir, right?"

Chu Zhiyuan laughed: "It’s said that benefits without merit make one uneasy."

"The Princely Heir is overthinking," Meng Canglan extended the small jade bottle towards Chu Zhiyuan: "All our sect seeks is the Princely Heir’s friendship."

Chu Zhiyuan did not accept the jade bottle, smiled: "Is it really that simple?"

"We hold much goodwill towards the Princely Heir, and believe the Princely Heir can feel it."

"I naturally understand, my impression of your sect is quite good, understanding limits, deeply hiding their sharpness."

"Our sect has no such sharpness," Meng Canglan smiled.

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The Wuyou Sect’s apparent sharpness is fearsome.

But this sharpness conceals their real sharpness, showcasing the Wuyou Sect’s prowess.

"How about this, surely your sect has some at Innate Perfection? I will lend a hand to push them into Grandmasters."

"That would be greatly appreciated!" Meng Canglan accepted without hesitation, smiling sweetly: "This truly means a lot to our sect."

Chu Zhiyuan replied: "How many do you have?"

"How about ten?" Meng Canglan said.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded with a smile: "Then twenty, consider this a bit of my small repayment."

Yao Yue Palace only had a dozen or so because it had fewer disciples.

Wuyou Sect has a vast number of disciples, not many true disciples, but still far exceeding Yao Yue Palace.

Ten spots are too few.

Twenty is a suitable number, showing my sincerity, yet within bounds.

"Thank you, Princely Heir!" Meng Canglan clasped her hands in gratitude: "Not to hide from the Princely Heir, we did have the intention to seek your help, but it was too presumptuous to speak, too forward."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled: "Helping first, forcing me to speak, it’s indeed a clever tactic."

"It also sees the Princely Heir’s generosity," Meng Canglan said: "If it was someone else, we might have run a loss."

Chu Zhiyuan chuckled and shook his head.

He realized this was also a test, to see if they could continue to bet on him.

If he showed the personality of a stingy person, only taking and not giving back, Wuyou Sect would distance themselves, keeping a safe distance.

"Princely Heir," Meng Canglan offered the small jade bottle once more: "This is our sect’s Qiankun Creation Pill, it has the wonderful ability to enhance one’s aptitude, it’s just icing on the cake for the Princely Heir, not much effect."

Chu Zhiyuan raised a sword-like eyebrow, reached out to take it, and smiled: "Qiankun Creation Pill, truly famous, I’ll gladly accept it."

Meng Canglan smiled sweetly: "If the Princely Heir needs any spirit pills, feel free to tell us."

"...Alright." Chu Zhiyuan nodded slowly.

This could be considered a reciprocation for helping those twenty reaching Innate Perfection.

Of course, it can’t be an unlimited demand.

I could ask, and they can refuse.

"Princely Heir, there is also something else, the Princely Heir must be cautious."

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