I Accumulate Spirit Roots for My Next Life

In the Ten Thousand Poison Swamp shrouded in mists, Li Jizhou did not hurry on his journey. Hong Luan controlled the Jinluan, flying slowly at a low altitude, while he sat cross-legged inside the Jinluan, cultivating calmly.

At the time of slaughtering the young generation of the Red Flame Demon Race, the Blood Fiend’s path of slaughter in the Celestial Venerable Dao Fruit influenced him, even to the point where his mind was completely filled with thoughts of killing.

He realized that although he was absorbing but not integrating the Celestial Venerable Dao Fruit, his current cultivation realm was too low. If he cannot quickly elevate his realm, his own Dao Fruit is at risk of being assimilated by the Celestial Venerable Dao Fruit.

"Cultivation is fundamental! Quickly resolve all the trivial matters affecting cultivation."

In this life, being a prince when the Saint Emperor’s longevity is nearing its end, the struggle for succession is inevitable.

Only by winning and sitting on the Saint Emperor’s throne can one cultivate peacefully.

Otherwise, it is impossible to be at peace regardless.

Even if you don’t contend, even if you voluntarily give up and are sent to govern outside, you will definitely be walking on thin ice at all times, just like that Cloud Prince; only when he and all his descendants lack cultivation ability can they save their lives. If he or his descendants have any chance of breaking through to Refining Void, how can the Saint Emperor be at ease?

Half a month later, Li Jizhou and Hong Luan returned to Poison City.

"As expected, Prince Qing is truly resourceful, I am impressed!" Wanshu Daoist Venerable smiled broadly, though slightly irked, he did not show it.

Li Jizhou shook his head slightly, feigning confusion: "Why does Wanshu Daoist Venerable say so?"

While talking, Li Jizhou took out ten thousand middle grade spirit stones and handed them over: "Thank you Wanshu Daoist Venerable for your assistance; otherwise, I would have been devoured alive by those untrustworthy Red Flame Demons!"

"Hahaha, Prince Qing is indeed a remarkable person." Wanshu Daoist Venerable laughed freely.

Half a month ago, upon Li Jizhou’s request, he took some Gu Masters through the Space Domain Gate to the border between the Southern Demon Race and Jiuli Dynasty’s Yong’an City.

What Li Jizhou said was true, he did not ask them to take action, just to build momentum; they returned safely without encountering any danger.

Initially, he thought Prince Qing was trustworthy.

However, the day after returning, receiving a communication from the Sect Leader of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, he realized he had been schemed by Li Jizhou.

In Yong’an City, the Red Flame Demon Race had been annihilated, and their group of Gu Masters and the puppet masters from Qianji City became targets of the Demon Race.

Fortunately, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect has always been formidable; even if a Demon Saint from the Demon Race came for accountability, let alone the Demon Emperor personally arriving, they dared to confront them with all their Gu.

Moreover, there was Qianji City, that group of puppet masters were stubborn.

Especially when facing enemies from outside of the swamp, the Ten Thousand Poison Sect and Qianji City stood united, facing external threats together.

So, ultimately, this matter did not have any impact.

The only annoyance was being schemed by Li Jizhou.

And at this moment, seeing Li Jizhou’s actions, Wanshu Daoist Venerable only felt that this young man was not simple.

At such a young age, he showed extraordinary poise.

After scheming others, he dared to visit again.

However, this also proved one thing, the most worrying before.

He was worried that Li Jizhou’s past actions were only to exploit him, rather than a genuine intention to open trade routes.

Now that Li Jizhou could come again, it was proof enough.

"Daoist Venerable’s words today are quite puzzling to this king." Li Jizhou smiled faintly, continuing to play dumb.

Some things can be done, but definitely not spoken.

Especially given his identity!

"Alright, alright, previously, when Prince Qing claimed assurance for the Jiuli Dynasty’s stance on trade, I was skeptical, but now, I believe it." Wanshu Daoist Venerable nodded appreciatively.

This young man is capable of great things!

"Naturally, this king’s visit today, besides expressing gratitude, also includes this trade progress plan for Daoist Venerable to review."

Before departing Qingzhou, Li Jizhou handed the trade list Wanshu Daoist Venerable had previously given him to Jin Zhaoyu. As for this timeline, it was determined by him; he just needed Jin Zhaoyu to coordinate with the Ten Thousand Poison Sect to begin.

"Excellent! Prince Qing is as good as his word, my utmost thanks!" Wanshu Daoist Venerable respectfully bowed.

This trade progress sheet was his lifelong dream, finally realized.

"Daoist Venerable is being too modest." Li Jizhou returned the salute.

Subsequently, Wanshu Daoist Venerable took out a communication talisman once more, this time giving a proper long-term exchange gold talisman.

"If His Highness Prince Qing has any issues within the Ten Thousand Poison Swamp, contact me anytime, and I will give my utmost effort!" Wanshu Daoist Venerable promised solemnly.

"Thank you, Daoist Venerable!" Li Jizhou contentedly accepted the gold talisman.

With this gold talisman, moving within the swamp is virtually worry-free.

Bidding farewell to Wanshu Daoist Venerable, Li Jizhou headed towards Qianji City once again, still neither hurried nor slow.

Meanwhile, almost all six provinces within the Jiuli Dynasty were boiling over.

"The Red Flame Demon Race annihilated?"

"And in our Jiuli Dynasty’s Yong’an City?"

"The Celestial Dao sees, such scaled, armoured, wet, and egg-birthed beasts should be wiped out!"

"Oh heavens, father, mother, you can rest in peace, those beasts that harmed you are dead!"

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Today, a matter that occurred half a month ago in Yong’an City suddenly erupted within the six cities of the Jiuli Dynasty.

For a moment, emotions were running high.

Especially those who had ties with Yong’an City, all were in gratitude to the heavens!

Simultaneously, in today’s court of the Jiuli Dynasty, everyone wore solemn expressions.

Except for the Saint Emperor of Jiuli, Li Yuan.

"If there are matters to discuss, present them early; if none, court is adjourned!" Li Yuan was in an especially good mood today.

He had long since surveyed the actions of the commoners within the Imperial City with divine sense and was satisfied with the populace’s attitude towards the annihilation of the Red Flame Demon Race.

The only regret was that these commoners were not worshipping him, nor were they grateful to him.

But that was a matter beyond his control.

He couldn’t openly admit it, at least not in a straightforward manner.

"Your Majesty... regarding the Red Flame Demon Race matter..." Finally, a minister couldn’t hold back.

Even as he began speaking, his entire body was trembling slightly.

This matter was too significant.

It might lead to the peril of the nation.

Li Yuan smiled faintly: "Just some wet, egg-birthed beasts, not worth discussing."

Although Li Yuan said nothing specific, the ministers suddenly realized.

"It’s Jin Zhaoyu!"

Half a month ago, Li Yuan’s attitude toward Jin Zhaoyu suddenly shifted, and there had been no explanation.

Over this half month, at every court session, there were those unafraid of death, persisting in seeking answers, only to be casually dismissed by Li Yuan.

Now, the ministers finally understood the reason.

No wonder it could prompt Li Yuan to suddenly change his mind and grant such lavish rewards.

Such an achievement is indeed worthy!

However, at this moment, what worried more ministers was the counterattack from the Demon Race.

"Your Majesty, the Demon Race is brutal, we must be on guard."

"Your Majesty, the matter concerns the nation, if necessary, we can sacrifice a small number of people, we must not wait till the situation becomes unmanageable." A man from Marquis Rong’s Mansion went so far as to nearly spell out the issue.

Evidently, he wanted to persuade Li Yuan to resolve Jin Zhaoyu before the Demon Race truly exerted pressure, thus severing the ties between the Jiuli Dynasty and the matter completely.

Li Yuan frowned slightly, looking at him slowly: "Oh? Sacrifice a small number of people? Would he be willing in heart?"

The man from Marquis Rong’s Mansion quickly responded: "Your Majesty, for the sake of the nation, for the Jiuli people, I believe, any loyal and patriotic individual should be willing."

"Hahaha, well said, a loyal and patriotic individual indeed." Li Yuan laughed heartily.

This statement was crafty; if others refused to die, it meant disloyalty.

"Then, Rong Qingquan, would you be willing to die for the nation, for my sake?" Li Yuan suddenly gazed at him, his eyes fierce.

Thump~

Rong Qingquan instantly held his breath, nervously lowering his head, cold sweat streaming from his forehead.

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