Demon, don't come any closer!

Chapter 58 Senior, Save Me

The path of cultivation throughout the world.

No one knows how many kinds there are; each race has its own characteristics.

But no matter how you divide it, they all lead to the same goal: to cultivate oneself through the power of faith until one finally becomes a god and completely breaks free from the shackles of faith.

The cultivation practices of other races are unrelated to Dou Changsheng.

Dou Changsheng has only two paths to take.

The way of martial arts, the way of emperor!

The former was a match for a thousand soldiers and single-handedly protected the nation.

The latter is the way of gathering the masses, like accumulating sand to form an ocean; its strength or weakness is related to the power of one's forces.

The two paths do not conflict and can be practiced together.

But having consumed too much poison recently, Dou Changsheng didn't bother to test him, yet he could tell that neither the Black Ice Platform, nor the Sun and Moon Demon Court, nor even the remnants of the Wu Kingdom wanted him to go too far in his martial arts journey.

This is a very simple matter. The martial arts cultivation is real and true. No matter when or where, it will always be with Dou Changsheng. If we can take advantage of this opportunity to improve the martial arts cultivation, then one person can rival a country and truly become a force to be reckoned with.

On the contrary, the Imperial Dragon Qi is different. It is indeed strong, but when the Great Yue is destroyed, Dou Changsheng will be directly reduced to his original form. This power comes entirely from external forces, like a fortress on the beach, which will collapse when the waves crash.

Therefore, since the emergence of the Imperial Way, there has never been anyone who has focused solely on one path; all have cultivated both simultaneously.

Dou Changsheng was able to glean the attitudes of various forces from this. They all seemed to support him, but they didn't really want him to succeed. They were all using Dou Changsheng to limit his martial arts cultivation so that they could easily finish things off and get rid of him.

Dou Changsheng didn't care about taking these poisons because he knew that martial arts were very important, but unfortunately, they were too time-consuming.

Diligent daily practice, consuming a small yellow pill increases one's strength by twenty levels. To achieve mastery of strength, it would take about half a month. This is only the beginning of martial arts training.

After mastering the power, there is also the circulation of energy through the microcosmic and macrocosmic orbits, achieving unity between the internal and external, and finally giving rise to internal energy.

Only when one's internal energy flows through the meridians and generates acquired internal strength can one be considered to have entered the inner sanctum and reached the eighth rank of martial arts.

This cultivation is more difficult with each step. Even with constant medication, it takes at least a year to even touch the edge of the eighth rank, unless one is exceptionally gifted. Not only must one possess top-tier talent, but one must also have more than one talent to break the mold.

But all of this is irrelevant to Dou Changsheng; he has only average talent, not even top-tier.

But what does an eighth-rank official even mean?

Now, even seventh-rank officials like Constable Wang and County Magistrate Lin are becoming marginalized, sixth-rank officials are becoming rampant, and even fifth-rank officials are not far off. This is not a situation that Dou Changsheng wants to see, but there is no other way. After occupying the coastal prefecture, he will definitely take action against the prefectural city and occupy all three prefectures of Xiangzhou.

Xiangzhou is relatively remote and is a lower-level prefecture with only three counties. But it is still a prefecture, so how could it not even have a single fifth-rank official?

As the commotion grew louder, so did the contact with powerful individuals. If one were to settle down and farm, one might never even venture more than ten miles into one's lifetime, and might never even encounter a mid-level rank expert.

Martial arts, oh martial arts.

Dou Changsheng sighed repeatedly in his heart. Although he thought martial arts was useless, he did not intend to give up. After all, it was the foundation of his life. So no matter how many things he had to do, Dou Changsheng did not stop cultivating. He kept practicing his fists. With the help of the medicine given to him by so many people, Dou Changsheng successfully completed the great mastery of his internal strength today.

Having gathered 365 streams of energy that filled his entire body, Dou Changsheng had no idea how to circulate the Small Heavenly Circuit next, but he wasn't in a hurry at all, because he had many powerful subordinates under his command and could ask any one of them for help. However, Dou Changsheng planned to go and find Uncle Dou Jiu.

There's nothing I can do; they're family.

Going a step further, it turns out that Dou Changsheng has his eye on the Xuanjian Sect.

This is a major clan of the Wei Kingdom, renowned throughout the states, naturally possessing martial arts experts of the highest rank.

This Ninth Uncle of his own family was listed as a true disciple, naturally because he was expected to reach the third rank. Of course, Dou Changsheng didn't count on him anymore. There was nothing he could do; the situation was developing too fast, and there was simply no time for him to grow.

Dou Changsheng's true purpose was to use Dou Jiushu's connections to drag the Xuanjian Sect into the mess.

He sighed inwardly, realizing he was only a ninth-rank official, yet he was doing the work of a third-rank official.

No, even a third-rank official who rebels against the Great Chu has extremely slim chances of survival, let alone him. It's really too much to ask of him. That bastard Cui Shuyu has really done a lot of harm.

Dou Changsheng's wild thoughts were not due to his own desire, but rather because the ferocious tiger had not yet returned. Now, in order to gather dragon energy, the imperial edict of the Sun and Moon Demon Court in the opponent's possession was of paramount importance.

The remaining two counties in the coastal prefecture, which had high-ranking officials led by Lin Fangmin acting as traitors, have now been successfully taken over. This is enough to gather dragon energy, since there was a saying in the previous life that the talents of a single county are enough to conquer the world.

But think about it carefully: these people have poisoned themselves. Do you really think they genuinely approve of themselves?

The method of rallying the masses is very powerful, but its flaws are also obvious. It requires people to submit to the government, but if they are outwardly obedient but inwardly resentful, they will not contribute much strength. Even if you control a prefecture, it is not as good as a county with a united will.

Dou Changsheng cursed these bastards in his heart again. If they were to condense dragon energy, they would probably have to occupy the entire Xiangzhou. So you can see how embarrassed Dou Changsheng is now.

Completely forgetting how long they had been gaining momentum, from their first encounter with the ferocious tiger to now, less than a month had passed, yet they had already taken over a prefecture. If they had their own forces, that would be one thing, but the key is that they didn't even have a base of operations, so this situation was perfectly normal.

Time passed slowly, and Dou Changsheng grew increasingly impatient. The ferocious tiger, who should have returned long ago, was still nowhere to be found, and Dou Changsheng was getting annoyed with the wait.

He stood up, pushed open the door and walked out. Looking at the street outside, Dou Changsheng strolled around, not worried about being assassinated at all. The Black Ice Guard was the one who was afraid of him dying.

The ferocious tiger sent the message in advance, so it's impossible for it to be wrong. Therefore, the current situation can only be described as an unexpected event.

As he walked, Dou Changsheng unknowingly arrived at the end of the street.

In the distance, one could see a burly figure wearing a cassock. His good brother, Fierce Tiger, was no longer as fierce as before, but as docile and obedient as a kitten.

A figure wearing a straw hat and a raincoat sat upright to the side, with his back to Dou Changsheng.

Holding a scroll of imperial edict in his hand, he casually flipped through it, and a cold voice rang out: "Do you know?"

"On the path of cultivation, one wrong step leads to a series of wrong steps."

"When the disparity in strength is too great, the foundation will inevitably crumble."

"Once the dragon energy is formed, martial arts will be completely destroyed."

"Born with a defect, with a limp, how can one walk step by step?"

"A pawn only advances and never retreats, but once it crosses the river, it can be as powerful as a chariot."

"But some people are determined to cut off your future, not allow you to cross the river, and insist that you follow the path they have planned until you fall off a cliff and die without a burial place."

Dou Changsheng suddenly felt weak all over, and for some reason his knees buckled and he knelt on the ground, his head making intimate contact with the ground.

The pain made Dou Changsheng want to cry out, but for some reason, what came out of his mouth changed:

"Senior, save me!"