He put down the silk scroll, looking thoughtfully at the crescent moon in the night sky.
The sky was full of stars, and the crescent moon was like a hook.
This crescent moon seemed to drift in the floating clouds, scattering its cool, bright light onto the mortal world.
The entire imperial city was bathed in this soft glow.
However, the soft glow could not soothe the noise of the mortal world.
The noise in the distance made the small courtyard seem particularly quiet.
He couldn't help but wonder what Xiao Ruoling was doing at this moment, was she immersed in her cultivation?
Is she still practicing the Great Yin Chain Form, does she still need to interpret the stars?
His thoughts continued to wander.
The location of the Profound Yin Palace, like the Great Bright Peak, is a sacred place for cultivation, with even richer spiritual energy.
The Ancient Hook Profound Records also contain records of the Profound Yin Palace.
In ancient times, there was a great sect called the Grand Profound Palace. Later, the Grand Profound Palace split and engaged in internal warfare, nearly leading to its destruction. The remaining disciples rebuilt and changed the name to Profound Yin Palace, which has been passed down to this day.
The foundation of the Profound Yin Palace is profound and far surpasses ordinary sects.
And the four great sects of the Jade Scene Dynasty all originated from ancient sects.
"Aunt," Chu Zhiyuan called out.
Youlan was looking through account books in the west wing. Hearing this, she came out.
Her beautiful hair was loose, and a wide white robe made her appear delicate and petite, not as capable as usual. Her bright eyes and white teeth made her look a few years younger, obviously usually dressing more maturely.
In the cool moonlight, she had a bit more feminine tenderness: "Your Highness?"
"Aunt, do you know Divine Script?"
"Divine Script… the writing of the ancient Gods?"
"Yes, does Aunt recognize it?"
"The ancient Divine Script has been lost. I haven't heard of anyone who understands it."
"It's lost…"
Chu Zhiyuan sighed.
With the demise of the Gods, the loss of the Divine Script was inevitable.
Once a language loses its users, it also loses its vitality and will inevitably disappear.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "Are there no written records?"
"I'll inquire about it tomorrow."
"…Forget it, I'll ask Uncle Fifteen."
Youlan nodded, not asking what he wanted to know the Divine Script for, only saying: "Your Highness, it's getting late, you should rest."
"Mm." Chu Zhiyuan put down the silk scroll, got up and stretched, his energy relaxing: "Aunt, you should rest too, don't hurt your eyes."
Youlan smiled and agreed, gracefully returning to the west wing.
Chu Zhiyuan picked up the silk scroll and went into his bedroom, placing the book on the desk, sitting cross-legged on the bed, and began to cultivate the Immeasurable Brightness Sutra.
After being exhausted, he fell asleep.
Waking up again, it was as if it had just been a trance, not feeling the passage of time, and a night had already passed.
Chu Zhiyuan sat cross-legged on the warm jade futon and said faintly: "The two of you heard my eldest brother's instructions, right?"
The two were startled.
Chu Zhiyuan chuckled: "What benefits did eldest brother give you?"
"Ninth Highness misunderstands!"
"Forget it, I won't force you."
Chu Zhiyuan said faintly: "Eldest brother is really thoughtful…Just follow his instructions, say whatever you need to say."
As he spoke, he closed his eyes.
The two middle-aged Inner Court Guards exchanged a look, their expressions solemn.
They had indeed received instructions from the First Prince, to report any disturbances to the Prince of the Commandery Residence, and they would be greatly rewarded.
If it were an ordinary prince, they would be perfunctory, pretending to be deaf and dumb, trying not to get involved in the princes' disputes.
But the First Prince was different.
The First Prince's power was deeply rooted in the palace because the First Prince was the Empress's son.
If they were perfunctory, they might be settled after the fact, causing trouble for themselves.
Chu Zhiyuan knew that the two of them had been bought by the First Prince yesterday, and slowly said: "Did the two of you tell the eldest brother about my Great Bright Fist?"
The two hurriedly shook their heads and said: "Your Highness, rest assured, we won't mess around."
The First Prince only sent people to report any disturbances here to the Prince of the Commandery Residence.
He didn't ask about the previous situation.
He didn't ask what level the Ninth Prince's Great Bright Fist had reached.
Probably no one would have thought that the Ninth Prince would have cultivated the Great Bright Fist to such a level.
Although the Ninth Prince was going to the Phoenix Dynasty to be a consort in the future, his future was uncertain.
But such a martial arts prodigy, who can say what will happen in the end?
There was no need to completely offend him.
Chu Zhiyuan closed his eyes and said: "Whatever eldest brother asks, you can just tell him the truth, just pretend you didn't see me using the Great Bright Fist."
"Yes." The two nodded solemnly.
Chu Zhiyuan opened his eyes and glanced at them faintly: "Lu Chaosheng, Lu Junfeng, I should have some adventures this time in the Jade Scene Cave."
"…Then we wish Your Highness continuous adventures and rapid improvement in cultivation." The two exchanged a look.
They knew that this was a promise of benefits.
"Thank you for your kind words." Chu Zhiyuan forced a smile and closed his eyes again.
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At noon, Chu Honglin appeared again.
He was carrying a small box, handing it to Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan knew that the books inside were records about the Great Subduing Demon Seal and the Subduing Demon Spirit Mountain.
Chu Zhiyuan then told him his idea of wanting to learn Divine Script.
Chu Honglin frowned and pondered, then turned and left.
He returned a moment later, shaking his head helplessly: "The Divine Script has already been lost, there are no records."
"Not even a single record?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.
"There are some records, but no real Divine Script has been recorded."
"What are they?" Chu Zhiyuan's spirits lifted.
"It is said that the Divine Script has power, and through the Divine Script, one can drive the power of heaven and earth, which is also one of the roots of the power of the Gods."
"What else?"
"The Divine Script requires enough power to be seen clearly, to be spoken, even if the Divine Script appears in front of us, we have no way to see it clearly, nor can we speak it. In addition, this Divine Script is not learned, but inherited."
Chu Zhiyuan looked at him in confusion.
Chu Honglin said: "The people of the Gods do not need to learn the Divine Script, they are born with it, it is inherited from their bloodline."
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Then is the Divine Script petal-shaped? Layer upon layer?"
"What, does the Great Subduing Demon Seal involve Divine Script?"
Chu Zhiyuan said: "It seems that Uncle Fifteen, you haven't read these books about the Subduing Demon Spirit Mountain… According to records, the disciples of the Subduing Demon Spirit Mountain chanted Divine Sounds, and it is likely that they visualized Divine Script."
"So, you learned Divine Script?"
"It may just be one Divine Script."
"Can the records of the Divine Script help you better understand the Great Subduing Demon Seal?"
Chu Zhiyuan nodded, then said: "Uncle Fifteen, does our Great Bright Fist have special lethality against the Demon race?"
"No." Chu Honglin shook his head and sighed: "It restrains those who practice Demonic Arts, but it cannot restrain the Demon race, it cannot kill them."
The Demon race is also known as the Undying race. Even if they are killed, their souls do not perish and they can still be resurrected. Even if they are smashed to pieces, they can be reborn through possession.
Only Entry-to-Spirit level techniques can truly destroy their souls and completely kill them.
The strongest among the Demon race is the Celestial Demon race, even Entry-to-Spirit level techniques cannot kill their souls.
Invisible and traceless, they are best at infiltrating various dynasties to possess bodies.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "The Great Subduing Demon Seal can restrain them."
"What a pity…" Chu Honglin shook his head: "No one has ever mastered it, we can only let them run rampant… I'll go find the palace's collection of books again, to see if there is any Divine Script."
"Thank you, Uncle Fifteen."
Chu Honglin's face darkened: "You mastering the Great Subduing Demon Seal is your repayment to me,… When the time comes, help me kill a Demon race brat!"
"Okay." Chu Zhiyuan readily agreed.
