Xuanhuan: The Empress and I Swapped Bodies - Chapter 29

“Good! Excellent! Magnificent! Truly, my worthy disciple! To think you’ve already reached the second stage of cultivation—such talent is truly unmatched!”

“My earlier suspicions were correct. Your innate gift for the Eight-Nine Heavenly Art far surpasses ordinary cultivators, and your ancestral bloodline awakening is your greatest advantage!”

Zong Zheng laughed heartily, his entire demeanor rejuvenated as if he had shed a decade of age.

The fact that the Divine Dragon Empress was willing to cultivate the Eight-Nine Heavenly Art was not only an affirmation of the technique itself but also a validation of him as her master.

Eagerly, he continued:

“Since you’ve chosen to cultivate the Eight-Nine Heavenly Art, I’ll immediately allocate resources to prepare medicinal elixirs for you!”

“Merely tempering the body with this art isn’t enough—it requires potent supplements to ensure no hidden flaws remain, achieving true perfection.”

“As for the supreme treasure you mentioned… Yes, I do possess it. Here, let me retrieve it for you now!”

With those words, Zong Zheng vanished before Ye Wushuang’s eyes.

When he reappeared moments later, he held a small jade seal in his hand.

Gently, he placed it into Ye Wushuang’s palm.

“This is the supreme treasure of the Eight-Nine Heavenly Art—the Sky-Overturning Seal!”

“This? Can something so small truly be ‘heavy’?”

“Don’t underestimate it. Though it appears tiny, it was forged by a Celestial Sovereign from an entire immortal mountain.”

“A colossal peak refined into this small seal—it can shift in size and weight at will.”

“At its lightest, it’s as you feel now. At its heaviest? It exerts a force of millions of trillions of pounds.”

“With this in hand, even a Celestial Sovereign would tremble before me!”

Ye Wushuang’s jaw slackened in shock.

He never could have imagined that this unassuming jade seal held such an awe-inspiring origin—crafted by a Celestial Sovereign from an immortal mountain.

The sheer audacity of it was staggering.

A single immortal stone was enough to spark bloodshed in the outside world. An entire immortal mountain? No faction could resist coveting such a treasure.

And its weight… was even more terrifying.

Millions of trillions of pounds—a force surpassing even the limits of the Eight-Nine Heavenly Art. If fully unleashed, it could flatten immortal peaks with ease.

This treasure truly lives up to its name as a “heavy” treasure.

With utmost caution, Ye Wushuang accepted the seal, half-afraid it might crush him on the spot.

Seeing this, Zong Zheng’s grin widened further, as if a lifelong wish had finally been fulfilled.

“Carry the Sky-Overturning Seal with confidence. I’ll teach you an incantation to adjust its weight to suit your needs. This way, you can temper your body at all times.”

“And fret not—I’ve long prepared immortal elixirs to ensure your physique remains flawless!”

Zong Zheng had never forgotten the Divine Dragon Empress’s concern about her figure distorting from cultivation.

He had spent years researching methods to prevent it, only for her to master the Divine Dragon Imperial Scripture before he could offer his solution.

The elixirs had gathered dust since, a lingering regret—until now.

The chance to rectify that regret left Zong Zheng exhilarated, his spirit younger by centuries.

Ye Wushuang couldn’t help but chuckle inwardly.

He could sense Zong Zheng’s genuine care for the Empress—every detail meticulously considered, even her vanity.

Such devotion was rare.

If not for their mutual pride, their bond might have been far warmer.

“Seems I’ve done the Empress another favor today.”

With that thought, Ye Wushuang smiled faintly.

He adjusted the seal’s weight to billions of pounds and began his training—though to outsiders, he merely appeared to be perusing scriptures in the archives.

Only Murong Wan’er, sensing the crushing pressure around him, realized the truth.

One misstep into that force field, and she’d be flattened instantly.

As Ye Wushuang delved deeper into the Eight-Nine Heavenly Art, his diet shifted dramatically.

Gone were the quasi-divine beasts and half-blooded sacred birds. Now, he feasted on pure-blooded primordial beasts and ancient colossi—all hunted personally by Zong Zheng to replenish his vitality.

A single beast spanned thousands, even tens of thousands of feet. An ordinary person might spend years consuming one, yet Ye Wushuang devoured an entire beast per meal.

Murong Wan’er was stunned.

“The Empress wasn’t exaggerating about cultivating a body-refining technique… And this is just the beginning!”

“If the world learned she consumes a primordial beast in one sitting, they’d lose their minds.”

Beyond the sheer extravagance, the act itself was a testament to overwhelming strength.

Few could even survive encountering such creatures, let alone feast on them.

Yet neither Ye Wushuang nor Zong Zheng paid her astonishment any heed.

The latter was far more preoccupied with his disciple’s progress.

“Unbelievable… In mere weeks, she’s reached the third stage of the Eight-Nine Heavenly Art.”

“How long did it take me? A decade? Fifty years?”

“At this rate, my disciple will surpass even me—perhaps even shatter the art’s limits, crushing Celestial Sovereigns with raw strength alone!”

“Ha! When that day comes… Who in this world could ever rival my disciple?”

As a master of the Eight-Nine Heavenly Art, Zong Zheng knew the terror of absolute force.

Though he hadn’t reached the pinnacle, few could withstand his fists—even divine treasures shattered under his blows.

And now, he dreamed of the Empress wielding that same, unstoppable might.