Meng Canglan turned to look at Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "Evil sect demons, all should be exterminated by everyone!"
"Are they from the evil sect?"
"From the Demon Heart Sect."
"Demon Heart Sect... So it’s the Demon Heart Sect... Can you recognize it at a glance?"
Evil sect demons are very hard to identify from their appearance, they are no different from other martial arts experts.
It’s just their cultivation methods and advancement techniques that are different.
Seeing that they are from the evil sect at a glance is impressive, but recognizing which sect within the evil sect is even more remarkable.
Chu Zhiyuan said, "Having dealt with them enough, naturally, I understand them."
"...No one has slain more evil sect demons in this world than the princely heir."
Chu Zhiyuan laughed, "Not a small number have perished by my hands."
"The princely heir kills with his gaze?"
"Haha..." Chu Zhiyuan laughed.
Meng Canglan looked at him, puzzled.
Chu Zhiyuan laughed, "I can’t kill with a gaze... it was a spiritual attack, a unique means of a Grandmaster."
"A Grandmaster can achieve such?" Meng Canglan gently shook her head.
She had seen Grandmaster techniques, but never such an incredible method of killing.
A Grandmaster’s spiritual attack usually only distorts sensory perception, not directly kill.
Moreover, when he acted, she didn’t feel any abnormal discomfort, nor the overwhelming pressure and might.
This was drastically different from other Grandmasters.
Chu Zhiyuan laughed, "It’s a special secret technique."
The Sword Soul of the Glazed Blade Scripture is also considered a special secret technique, not a lie.
"Regarding the powers behind the evil sect..." Meng Canglan whispered, "Our sect has some secret records."
Chu Zhiyuan raised his sword-like eyebrows.
Meng Canglan whispered, "They come from beyond the heavens, sustained through secret techniques and arrays."
"Yes, these arrays are ancient, different from the current arrays."
"Is there an array diagram?"
Meng Canglan took a thin book from her sleeve and handed it to Chu Zhiyuan, "This is just one of them, the rest is unclear."
Chu Zhiyuan took it; it was a somewhat tattered small book of unusual material.
It resembled a piece of beast hide, enduring through time without completely deteriorating.
This must be a kind of strange beast, he quickly analyzed and compared in his mind.
Comparing with demon beasts he had slain in the secret land and other beasts.
Ultimately, he thought it resembled the Stone-swallowing Beast seen in Yao Yue Palace’s secret land.
It was extremely resilient, imperishable and incorruptible, as if destined to coexist with the heavens and the earth.
He took it, flipped through the small book, inside were bizarre symbols and some grids, oddly shaped grids.
Chu Zhiyuan pondered, flipping through them one by one, imprinted in his mind.
After finishing the last booklet, he returned it to Meng Canglan.
Meng Canglan received it, "Did the princely heir remember it all?"
"Possibly able to understand?"
"A little, need to ponder slowly, it’s quite complex."
Meng Canglan softly said, "No one in our sect can understand it, comprehend it."
Chu Zhiyuan laughed, "With so many formidable people in Wuyou Sect, none could understand it?"
"Find it utterly baffling." Meng Canglan shook her head, "This array is too different from our current arrays."
In the field of arrays, there are always those self-assured geniuses wanting to glimpse its mysteries.
Array study involves the movement of the heavens and the earth, there is a saying that one can comprehend the movement of the heavens and the earth through arrays, grasp the essence of martial arts.
Understanding arrays opens the path to martial arts insight.
This notion drives many to study arrays, almost all eventually giving up in dismay, admitting their own intellectual inferiority.
"These arrays are undeniably different from ours," Chu Zhiyuan mused, nodding, "there’s quite a difference."
One is planar, the other is spatial, like the planar geometry and spatial geometry he learned in his past life.
It’s merely short by a dimension.
On the basis of current arrays, adding a dimension allows comprehension.
But cultivating this way of thinking is not something accomplished in a short time.
For people of this world, unless a natural-born genius, it is nearly impossible to grasp this mode of thinking.
He, however, was quite accustomed to this transition from two-dimensional to three-dimensional.
This set of arrays, to him, posed no hardship.
But its actual effects were unclear and required experimentation.
He speculated it likely connected with the void, similar to a transmitting signal principle, linking this world to celestial forces.
He was intensely curious, wishing to explore further.
"If the princely heir finds it useful, that’s good." Meng Canglan softly said, "If the princely heir has further instructions, there is an estate east of the city called Carefree Manor."
"Yes, I’m aware of it." Chu Zhiyuan nodded.
"I’ll be at Carefree Manor in the near future."
Chu Zhiyuan smiled, cupping his fist.
Eagerly, he returned to Prince Qing Mansion, retrieved over a dozen pieces of white jade, and then went to the other courtyard.
Weng Qifeng was in seclusion, oblivious to the outside world.
Upon Chu Zhiyuan’s arrival, he merely greeted mechanically, subconsciously acted, and was quickly dismissed by Chu Zhiyuan to continue training in his own courtyard.
Chu Zhiyuan began arranging the twelve pieces of white jade outside the small pavilion in the courtyard, forming a strange pattern around it.
Once the last piece was placed, the twelve pieces of white jade suddenly exploded with a "pop, pop, pop, pop."
Twelve clouds of white smoke wafted up.
Chu Zhiyuan observed these twelve clouds of white smoke.
He looked up, seeing nothing unusual in the sky.
Just a moment ago, the instant the twelve pieces of white jade were placed, a violent power suddenly descended, shattering the twelve pieces of white jade to smithereens.
This violent force was vast and boundless, like an ocean wave crashing down.
Chu Zhiyuan felt that these twelve pieces of white jade probably couldn’t withstand this violent force.
He thought for a bit and turned to say, "Zou Fang, get another twelve better pieces of jade, no need for jade pendants, they should be larger."
"Yes." Zou Fang floated away.
In a little while, twelve fist-sized pieces of white jade were brought to Chu Zhiyuan.
These pieces of white jade were in the shape of jade seals, thick and warm.
These jades were all lustrous, their value apparent at a glance.
Chu Zhiyuan had no real concept of these mundane things.
He knew they were expensive, but in his eyes, anything purchasable with silver was not deemed precious.
When the twelve pieces of white jade were placed, as the last piece was set, the violent force once again poured down.
The twelve pieces of white jade slowly lit up, becoming brighter and brighter.
Chu Zhiyuan didn’t concern himself whether the twelve pieces of white jade could withstand it, but focused on the void.
At the same time observing the changes of the twelve pieces of jade through Insight, monitoring the internal forces.
The violent force gradually withdrew, becoming peaceful, then increasingly faint.
Chu Zhiyuan discovered the twelve pieces of white jade were undergoing mysterious changes.
These forces were altering the twelve pieces of white jade, making them lighter and dimmer.
They were transforming from white to black.
The more Chu Zhiyuan looked, the more familiar they seemed, until he finally realized, they resembled those evil sect statues!
These evil sect statues were actually transformed from white jade.
It turned out this array was not the signal tower he had imagined but a secret technique.
Transforming white jade to possess special abilities, enabling it to harbor the power of faith, becoming mysterious objects.