Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 76 - 74 Subjugation

76: Chapter 74: Subjugation

76 -74: Subjugation

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Chu Mingxuan couldn’t help but hum, “What Da Zhen can’t achieve, we in Da Jing may well succeed!”

This comment drew a glance from Chu Qingquan, with a faint trace of helplessness in his eyes.

Others fear the Emperor, but he doesn’t.

He continued, “How will we know unless we try?

Even if we fail, it’s not embarrassing.

After all, Da Zhen couldn’t tame it either!”

The Nineteen Prince next to him quickly tugged at him.

Everyone else looked over, their gazes gathering.

You could hear a pin drop in the grand hall.

Chu Mingxuan looked toward Prince Ying at the two tables ahead and said, “Tenth Brother, why don’t you give it a try!”

Prince Ying was a handsome middle-aged man, looking cultured.

It’s hard to imagine he’s the renowned general who could scare children into silence.

He arrived with the Da Zhen Mission.

However, after arriving in Yujing, the Da Zhen Mission made a grand entrance into the city, while he quietly returned.

If not for this imperial banquet, he would still remain incognito, unknown to the outside world.

Prince Ying, Chu Mingrui, glanced at him obliquely, “Eighteenth Brother, have I offended you?”

Chu Mingxuan retorted defiantly, “It’s just two horses.

How could they possibly remain untamed!”

These two horses are not demon beasts.

Demon beasts can only be killed, not tamed.

But even though these two horses are magnificent, from their appearance you can tell they are mostly horses, and only partly resemble demon beasts, so they can be tamed.

Da Zhen just hasn’t found a way yet.

If Da Zhen can’t do it, why must it mean Da Jing can’t?

Among these princes, princely heirs, and dukes present, isn’t there one who can do it?

Really, it doesn’t matter if it can’t be done.

He’s thick-skinned and doesn’t feel embarrassed.

What Da Zhen couldn’t achieve, if Da Jing can’t either, there’s no disgrace.

But what if Da Jing can do it, then it would put Da Zhen to shame.

If there’s a chance to embarrass Da Zhen, how could we let it pass?

“Haha…” Prince Ying, Cheng Yilong, clapped and laughed heartily, “Is this the Eighteenth Prince?

Truly outstanding bravado!”

He felt that Chu Mingxuan matched his own temperament.

Not even daring to try, out of fear of embarrassment, truly lacks courage.

In a hall full of princes, princely heirs, and dukes, only this prince dared, truly illustrating if Da Jing has declined; it’s regrettable and pitiful.

Chu Mingxuan chuckled, “Then I’ll give it a try first!”

He wasn’t afraid of losing face, so there’s no harm in trying.

He spoke as he was about to stand up.

“Old Eighteenth!” Prince Ying, Chu Mingrui, sternly commanded, “Don’t move!”

Chu Mingxuan looked over.

Chu Mingrui snorted, “You’re not even Innate, going up there would be sending yourself to death.

These two horses possess immense strength and could easily take your life!”

“…That strong?”

“Truly ignorant and fearless!” Chu Mingrui said coldly.

Chu Mingxuan plopped back into his seat.

He turned to look at the seemingly daydreaming Chu Zhiyuan, opened his mouth, and then closed it.

Given the danger, he decided not to let his Fourth Brother attempt it.

Moreover, Fourth Brother needed to preserve his energy, as he still had to face Da Zhen’s Cheng Tianfeng in a duel later.

“Elder Brother, let me give it a try.” Minister of Rites, Prince Zhuang, Chu Qingsong stood up, clasping his fists, “I find these two horses quite charming.”

“It’s worth a try,” Chu Qingquan nodded, “Sixteenth Brother, don’t push too hard and don’t harm them.”

Chu Qingsong had achieved Grandmaster Perfection, and in his youth was a genius in cultivation, mastering numerous martial arts and Miracle Techniques.

If he fails, then only a Great Grandmaster would suffice.

“Understood.” Chu Qingsong solemnly clasped his fists.

He slowly walked to the center of the grand hall, gazing at the two horses in the iron cage.

Cheng Tianfeng waved his hand.

Two strongmen stepped forward, inserting two long keys into a basin-sized round lock, with a “click” they opened it.

Their muscles bulged as they forcefully pulled open the iron cage.

The iron cage split apart, and the two Heavenly Dragon Divine Horses slowly stepped out.

Like golden silk, their tails swayed gently as they elegantly approached Chu Qingsong.

Cheng Tianfeng sat down with a slight smile, looking at Chu Zhiyuan, who had been sitting opposite him, not even glancing at Chu Qingsong.

He was certain success was impossible.

Heavenly Dragon Divine Horses were designed as Tribute horses, not meant for riding.

Proud as dragons, they would rather die than submit or tame.

Their inherent pride was dragon-like, impossible to subdue under human command.

Even a Great Grandmaster attempting would yield the same result.

A Great Grandmaster could only repel them, subdue them momentarily, but never tame them.

Ordinary horses naturally become obedient after being subdued by force.

Using this method with the Heavenly Dragon Divine Horses is utterly ineffective.

A Great Grandmaster tried this method once, continuously subduing them for a month without any success, eventually resulting in starvation to death.

After losing three Heavenly Dragon Divine Horses, the entire Da Zhen Imperial Family understood their nature, genuinely proud and unyielding as dragons, never to be tamed.

How could Da Jing people, who fall short of Da Zhen, tame them?

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Chu Qingsong slowly approached the one on the left, it was taller, a stallion.

If he could tame it, he’d be able to tame the other as well.

He suddenly leaped onto its back, attempting to ride it and subdue it by force, making it immobilized, until it exhausted and gave up resistance, ultimately taming it.

He didn’t really have faith in this method.

If it were truly that simple, Da Zhen would have tamed them long ago.

But it needed a try, just in case Da Zhen was lying.

If foolishly believing what the Da Zhen princely heir said, that would truly be stupidity.

“Bang!” Suddenly, Chu Qingsong flew out, crashing into the carved dragon red pillar inside the hall.

The vivid red pillar with twin dragons playing with a pearl, thick enough for two people to embrace, shuddered from his impact.

Chu Qingsong spat blood, sliding down limply, “bang”, to the polished gold-brick floor.

A hoofprint was clearly visible on his chest, the area slightly sunken in, indicating the astonishing power of that kick.

“Hiss—!”

Chu Mingxuan inhaled sharply, empathizing with the pain.

“Hiss—”

A chorus of gasps echoed through the grand hall.

Prince Zhuang, a Grandmaster Perfection for many years, boasting highly refined Protective Gang Qi, couldn’t endure a single hoof.

If it were him, that hoof would likely be fatal.

Terrifying!

Savage!

The deceptive appearance of these two Heavenly Dragon Divine Horses, with their eyes full of spirit and elegance, showed no trace of ferocity, yet their kicks were so brutal.

Everyone in the hall turned wide-eyed towards Chu Qingsong’s chest.

Chu Zhiyuan paid no mind, continuing to absorb the Flying Dragon Bone, feeling his skeleton rapidly strengthen, with a faint golden glow emerging.

…

A eunuch quickly stepped forward, taking a Spirit Pill from his sleeve, and fed it to Chu Qingsong, who, after taking it, coughed twice, blood welling up again in his mouth.

He spit out two mouthfuls of blood, but his spirits improved somewhat as he stood up, leaning against the vermilion dragon pillar, examining the Heavenly Dragon Divine Horse.

The horse, which had dealt the kick, calmly observed him, displaying curiosity, seemingly wanting to determine the extent of his injury.

Chu Qingsong touched his chest and shook his head helplessly, returning to his original seat, cupping his hands, “I have failed.”

Chu Qingquan said, “Sixteenth Brother, sit down and rest well.”

“I’m ashamed.”

Supported by two people at his side, Chu Qingsong slowly sat down.

Others pondered whether they could avoid that hoof, sudden and swift as it was, impossible to defend against; most doubted they could.

Thus, there was no need to go up and embarrass themselves.

Chu Qingsong turned to Chu Qingfeng beside him, whispering, “Thirteenth Brother, it must be you now.”

Even with Grandmaster Perfection, he was unsuccessful, so only a Great Grandmaster could try.

Chu Qingfeng stood up, clasping his fists, “Elder Brother, let me try as well.”

Chu Mingxuan, Chu Zhitian, and Chu Zhichuan excitedly clapped, eagerly anticipating Chu Qingfeng suppressing the two Heavenly Dragon Divine Horses.

Chu Zhiyuan also looked up, as a Great Grandmaster taking action was worth witnessing.

Chu Qingquan said, “Thirteenth Brother, don’t harm them.”

“Understood.” Chu Qingfeng nodded, stepping towards the two Heavenly Dragon Divine Horses.

The two horses maintained their serenity and elegance, not fleeing, but looking curiously at Chu Qingfeng as he approached. novelbuddy.cσ๓

As Chu Qingfeng approached, his green robe gradually inflated, his eyes began to glow, eventually turning into white orbs, obscuring his pupils.

Everyone in the grand hall felt breathing become difficult, as if the air was being drawn away, or a mountain-like force was pressing down.

This was the might of a Great Grandmaster!

They had heard of a Great Grandmaster’s power, cleaving mountains and splitting seas, destroying a mountain or a forest with a single strike.

Now able to witness firsthand, they were all thrilled and excited.

Through Super Sense, Chu Zhiyuan saw Chu Qingfeng’s head crowned with a brightening purple sun, making the visualization more vivid.

The two Heavenly Dragon Divine Horses lightly pawed the ground, emitting two soft neighs.

The sound was light yet intensely penetrating like a dragon’s roar, causing everyone’s hearts to beat violently.

Their bodies suddenly brightened, gleaming with golden light.

The horse’s hissing grew louder.

Immediately, everyone experienced ringing ears, blurred vision, heart pounding like a drum, blood seemingly boiling, only seeing golden light before them, nothing else.

“Boom, boom, boom, boom…”

The muffled sound thundered like explosions, hurting their eardrums.

Each felt nauseous and distressed, eager to turn and flee from the grand hall.

Time seemed to flow particularly slowly, each moment dragged.

…

“Enough.” Chu Qingfeng suddenly spoke.

He swiftly retreated, green robe fluttering, frowning at the two Heavenly Dragon Divine Horses.

The two horses trembled slightly, on the verge of collapsing, yet maintained elevated heads, bright eyes brimming with unyielding light.

They suddenly turned their heads simultaneously, looking towards Chu Zhiyuan.