Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor

Chapter 1560: The Grand Preceptor

"Her name is the Butterfly Princess, alluding to his Butterfly Jade Pendant," Wang Wei replied. "Princess is a position of authority, meaning she rules over the butterfly. However, he did not use other titles like Empress or Queen, but princess — someone whose authority is derived from the Emperor.

"If you consider all this, the Butterfly Princess is the artificial spirit that Ying Zheng created to control the pendant better. It appeared she used some of Xun Junyao’s aura to perfect herself."

"I didn’t think Ying Zheng was the kind of person to use word plays," Wu Hong commented.

"Forget about him. Is there a way we could kill her?" Wang Wei asked.

"Not possible," Wu Hong shook her head. "There is an impressive formation under the stages, probably the work of the Grand Preceptor. Even if I act, I won’t be fast enough to reach her, let alone break the formation with one ultimate attack."

"Not to mention the political scandal that would cause," Wang Wei sighed softly.

"What’s wrong?" Qiyuan asked, wondering why his mood had suddenly become sour.

"She’s protected by the power of transcendence," Wang Wei revealed. Since Miscellaneous and the others had their own room, he could speak openly.

"So, it’s true. Ying Zheng has mastered his artifact," Yan Hai commented.

"Transcendence power... Butterfly Princess," Qiyuan muttered. "It can’t be?"

"It is," Wang Wei nodded.

"What?"

"Yes, fill us in," Yan Shirong nodded. Qiyuan then explained what the Butterfly Princess revealed.

"So, he’s been parading the truth in front of everyone?" Yan Hai asked, her lips twitching in anger.

"If she’s that important, should we try to assassinate her?" Yan Shirong suggested.

"This is probably the last time the world’ll see her," Qiyuan sighed. Now that the princess had completed the reason for her existence, it was time to fulfil her destiny.

"It seems you were right when you said he’s our greatest threat for the Primordial Saint Race," Yan Shirong commented.

"I usually am," Wang Wei replied calmly. "The show is about to start."

The Butterfly Princess raised her dainty hands, manifesting a brush. A painting canvas manifested before her, but the strange thing is that no one in the audience could see what was on the front. No matter how these god-like beings used their powers, they could only see the back.

As soon as she made the first stroke, the sound of the Dao echoed in the blue mansion. Everyone closed their eyes and allowed themselves to be guided by the music. A beautiful woman manifested in everyone’s mind.

She was breathtakingly beautiful, and everybody instinctively knew that. Oddly, though, no one could see her face or body — only a silhouette. The woman faced an endless ocean, and the audience could sense her determination to cross it. She took a deep breath before flying over.

To say her voyage was tumultuous was an understatement. She faced tsunamis, underwater volcanoes’ eruptions, attacks from sea demons, raids from pirates, battles between powerful cultivators, void cracks, accidentally entering someone’s tribulation, an intense bout of poisoning, Yin Qi Invasion, and countless more tribulations.

To be precise, the beautiful woman survived 99 tribulations before she finally reached the other end of the ocean. The beautiful silhouette, having experienced all these ordeals, smiled brightly before turning into a golden butterfly to enter a new world. The audience only had a tiny glimpse of that world, but everyone who saw something different.

Some saw themselves breaking through to higher realms, finally finding their Dao Companions, reviving a loved one, and others saw themselves achieve their grand ambitions.

"An interesting piece," Yan Shirong muttered.

"Indeed. She perfectly encapsulates the world’s situation with the upcoming disaster, preaches the idea of hope and a better future, while also symbolizing her life," Qiyuan nodded. "However, I ’m surprised she sees her upcoming fate as a positive thing." The fact that the butterfly saw a brilliant world at the end was surprising.

"She’s either accepted her fate, or she’s been programmed to see her end as her ultimate purpose," Wang Wei commented. After seeing this piece, he removed any thought he had of planting the idea of rebelling in the Butterfly Princess’s mind. The chessboard cannot mind control people; its purpose is mainly to influence them from the shadows by implanting ideas in their minds, but these ideas must align with the person’s personality or current situation.

"Congratulations, Butterfly Princess, for this masterpiece. You’ve outdone yourself," someone praised.

"Yes, the return to simplicity and the usage of nature compared to the grand scope of your last work shows your improvement. Congratulations."

"This is truly a masterpiece. I’m willing to offer half of my wealth for the honor to name it?"

"Half? I’m willing to give everything I owe — including the clothes I’m currently wearing."

"Who wants to see you naked, you pervert. I will not only give all my wealth, I will also rob a few sects for this honor."

"Everyone," the Butterfly Princess said, immediately quieting the room. "This work means much to me, so I have already named it. It’s called [The Unwavering Butterfly]."

"What a beautiful name."

"It perfectly fits with the princess and the work."

"Lady Butterfly," a deep and powerful voice suddenly said. Everyone quieted down because it originated from the Grand Sect Alliance’s booth.

Lord Dugu," Butterfly Princess nodded.

"I don’t mean to be rude," Dugu Baitian said. "But can I have the honor to be the first to see this masterpiece?"

His words immediately increase the tension in the room. All these flowery words meant nothing as these people’s purpose was to see and own their own painting. If only the vision created by this work could benefit numerous Paragons, the work itself must have miraculous abilities.

"I apologize, Lord Dugu, but the Qin Court sponsored this work. I was only able to finish it due to all their investment, and technically speaking, it does not belong to me. I’m just glad they allowed me to name it in the first place."

After uttering these words, she waved her hand, and the painting flew to the Qin Court’s private room. All of a sudden, hundreds of auras were released in the mansion. Most of them were people who were desperately trying to catch a glimpse of the real painting, or those who could not control their greed, thus accidentally leaking their aura.

The rest of them were people who did not care and blatantly attacked the painting. Sadly, their efforts were useless. A terrifying array activated and sealed these people inside their rooms. The Qin showed everybody their might.

However, this was just the beginning. Everyone had watched with gritted teeth as this painting with unparalleled value slowly flew toward the Qin People. Then, everyone waited. Most people did not know what they were waiting for, but they waited.

The wait lasted two days. Then, a powerful and all-encompassing will descended on the Qin Court’s private room. The Primals recognized that Will, since they all had to face it. A vision of an enormous scroll and brush materialized between Heaven and Earth.

The brush then slowly wrote a name. Everyone was looking with their divine sense, and they recognized the name: the Qin Saint Court’s Grand Preceptor. He was the man in charge of observing, interpreting, and protecting Qin’s Qi Luck. He’s also in charge of the nation’s most powerful defensive formation.

The scroll rolled up before disappearing. However, the auspicious clouds and heavenly music persisted for the next few hours.

"Thank you, Butterfly Princess," said a deep, old, and wise voice. "I’ve been stuck at that last step for eons. I thought I had no chance, but your paintings gave me the final push I needed."

"I don’t dare take the credit. This is the result of your talent and hard work, Grand Preceptor."

"No need to undervalue yourself. Your painting allowed me to see the concept of Will in ways I never thought possible. This thing will become the national treasure of Qin, helping it cultivate higher echelon cultivators for eternity. You have done a great service."

The Grand Preceptor’s words seemed to imply something, and Wang Wei caught it.

"The painting can help people cultivate the three requirements."

"I’m afraid so," Wu Hong nodded. They were just discussing the use of the Genesis Samsara Stone to create a method of similar application, but the Qin Saint Court emerged unexpectedly and accomplished it.

"Here my words," Ying Zheng suddenly said for everybody to hear. "The Butterfly Princess is beautiful, wise, and has great virtues. She has created a national treasure that will ensure the prosperity of Qin. I hereby grant her the position of [Madam], the title of Lady Jade Butterfly, and the Virtuous Art Palace for her to live in."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for this honor," Lady Jade Butterfly bowed.

"Damn it. This bastard wants to connect the pendant to the dynasty’s luck so he can increase his control over it," Wang Wei said. He was wrong in assuming Ying Zheng would just use her as a spirit for the pendant.

"Once the Butterfly Princess becomes Empress, Ying Zheng can use her to absorb some of the luck from the pendant and become someone like you with Transcendent Tier Luck," Wu Hong sighed. She had to give props to Ying Zheng. This plan had been years in the making, and now it was brilliantly executed.

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