145: Chapter 145 Imperial Preceptor

In an era where Martial Artists are revered, Sorcerers are extremely rare.

Fortunately, the Wei Family's intelligence gathering capabilities were indeed formidable, as it only took them a little over an hour to locate a pair of Sorcerer Master and Disciple.

And, at the invitation of the Weiwu Marquis Mansion, they arrived at the Weiwu Marquis Mansion.

"Greetings, Marquis!"

The Sorcerer Master and Disciple bowed in salute.

Marquis Weiwu waved his hand, lifting the two of them up from thin air. "There is no need for such formalities, you two. My son's Divine Soul has encountered a problem; he must have been targeted by someone. I ask that you both take action to save him. Someone, come here!"

The next moment, two maidservants arrived, each holding a tray. On the trays were glittering gold ingots; combined, there were a full 200 taels on each tray.

Immediately, the Sorcerer Master and Disciple were both captivated by the gold on the trays.

Especially the older Sorcerer, in whose eyes a flicker of intense greed flashed.

"This is a deposit. If you two can cure my son, my Mansion will reward you with even more gold!" Marquis Weiwu continued.

"You are too kind, Marquis. We, Master and Disciple, will certainly do our utmost to assist!"

After accepting the gold.

The Master and Disciple were led to Young Marquis Wei Wuji's room.

"Disciple, you go first and check the Young Marquis's condition!"

The older Sorcerer said with an encouraging tone.

In reality, although he was the Master, his Sorcerer Realm had already been surpassed by his Disciple. Currently, his Disciple's Sorcerer Realm had already reached the Early Stage of the Condensation Realm.

"Yes!"

The young Sorcerer came to the side of Young Marquis Wei Wuji's bed, reached out to place his hand on his arm, and then released a wisp of Soul Power to probe into his Sea of Consciousness.

Very quickly, he discovered that Young Marquis Wei Wuji's Divine Soul had shrunk significantly.

But strangely, even after examining Young Marquis Wei Wuji's Divine Soul from top to bottom, he did not discover what kind of method Young Marquis Wei Wuji had been subjected to.

Looking at his Disciple, who had withdrawn his hand and was now frowning in deep thought, the older Sorcerer asked: "Disciple, did you find anything?"

The young Sorcerer said to Marquis Weiwu and the older Sorcerer: "Marquis, Master, I have checked. The Young Marquis's Divine Soul has shrunk significantly, but this Disciple was unable to discover what method the opponent used to cause the Young Marquis's Divine Soul to continuously deplete."

"Let me take a look!"

Although the older Sorcerer's cultivation had been surpassed by his Disciple, he was experienced.

Thus, he also came to the bedside, placed his hand on Young Marquis Wei Wuji's wrist, and injected a wisp of Soul Power into his body.

But after finding Young Marquis Wei Wuji's Divine Soul, it was indeed as his Disciple had said; the Divine Soul had shrunk significantly.

But strangely, he did not sense the aura of any sorcery on Young Marquis Wei Wuji's Divine Soul.

Thinking of this, he took out a bronze mirror from his person.

Following that, he infused it with Soul Power and gestured towards Young Marquis Wei Wuji. Immediately, a beam of golden light shone onto the top of Young Marquis Wei Wuji's head.

And the older Sorcerer, who continued to probe Young Marquis Wei Wuji's Divine Soul, suddenly discovered a Soul Seed manifesting within Young Marquis Wei Wuji's Divine Soul.

"This is the Soul Curse Technique!"

The older Sorcerer exclaimed.

"Old sir, what is this Soul Curse Technique you speak of?" Marquis Weiwu asked hurriedly.

The older Sorcerer put away the bronze mirror and said to Marquis Weiwu with a grave expression: "Marquis, you should know that our Sorcerer lineage has long since fallen into a sorry state. Even the little Legacy we have left is incomplete."

"As long as we Sorcerers reach the Condensation Realm, we can Cultivate Sorcery."

"Sorcery, like Martial Skill, is divided into grades."

"The Sorcery Legacy left to our lineage is all Low Grade Sorcery, while the Soul Curse Technique is a Medium Grade Sorcery."

"Can it be broken?"

Marquis Weiwu asked.

"No!" The older Sorcerer shook his head. "Only Medium Grade Sorcery can break Medium Grade Sorcery. Moreover, a person afflicted with the Soul Curse Technique will have their Divine Soul drained dry within seven days. But to save the Young Marquis, we must break the Soul Curse Technique within his Divine Soul within three days."

"Otherwise, after three days, his Divine Soul will be severely damaged. Even if the Soul Curse Technique is broken, the Young Marquis will likely become mentally deficient due to the excessive loss of his Divine Soul!"

"What!"

Upon hearing this, Marquis Weiwu's expression became extremely ugly.

According to what Old Six and Old Seven said, his son had been targeted by the scheme before yesterday morning.

In other words, over a day had already passed since his son was targeted.

"Old sir, do you know of any Sorcerer who has mastered Medium Grade Sorcery? If there is one, I hope you can introduce me. I, this Marquis, will certainly reward you with heavy gifts!"

Marquis Weiwu said with a fawning expression.

The older Sorcerer pondered slightly and said: "I do know of one person. The other party is named Immortal Master Qingyuan. This person's Sorcerer Realm has already reached the Dan Soul Realm, so he should have mastered Medium Grade Sorcery."

"But this Immortal Master Qingyuan's whereabouts are elusive; I fear it will be very difficult to find him!"

Speaking to this point, the older Sorcerer hesitated slightly and continued: "I have also heard that the State Preceptor appears to be a Sorcerer as well. If you cannot find Immortal Master Qingyuan, Marquis, you might as well try to contact the State Preceptor!"

"Are you certain?" Marquis Weiwu seemed somewhat skeptical. In his impression, the State Preceptor was a top-tier powerhouse who had one foot in the Hunyuan Martial Saint Realm.

Even if he led a great army to activate the power of a military formation, he could not be the State Preceptor's opponent.

Thinking of this, he added: "How can you be sure?"

The older Sorcerer seemed to fall into reminiscence: "About three months ago, the State Preceptor presided over the Heaven Worship Ceremony. I was fortunate enough to observe from the periphery and once felt the Soul Power pressure coming from the State Preceptor."

"This kind of Soul Power pressure can only be sensed between Sorcerers; Martial Artists cannot sense it!"

"Good, thank you for the reminder, Old sir. You may stay in the Mansion for now. After my son recovers, I will present you with heavy gifts!"

As soon as his words fell, someone entered and took the Sorcerer Master and Disciple away.

After being led by servants and settled into a courtyard.

With no outsiders around, the youth spoke with some dissatisfaction: "Master, don't you think doing this is too risky?"

"Do you think I wanted to!"

The older Sorcerer said irritably: "The Young Marquis is the only son of the Wei Family. Once the Young Marquis dies, the provoked Marquis Weiwu might do anything. I am doing this to protect your life and mine."

"Moreover, as long as the Young Marquis recovers."

"The Mansion will certainly not skimp on our rewards. We can also use the Mansion to acquire some rare Cultivation resources, and perhaps even obtain subsequent Spirit Refining Cultivation Techniques. Otherwise, no matter how good your talent is, you will never be able to reach the Dan Soul Realm in this lifetime!"

The youth realized: "So that's how it is. It is this Disciple who misunderstood Master!"

On the other side.

Marquis Weiwu directly utilized his movement technique and rushed to the Imperial Palace.

The State Preceptor held a noble position; even the Emperor would not dare to easily offend her.

If he wanted to ask the State Preceptor to take action, if he sent someone else to invite her, he might not even be able to see the State Preceptor's face.

Therefore, he had to go in person.

Taiyi Palace, the State Preceptor's residence.

"I am Official Wei Zhenjiang, here to seek an audience with the State Preceptor. Please pass on the message!"

"Please wait a moment, Marquis!"

The guard said respectfully, then went to report.

Before long.

Someone came to pass the order, allowing Wei Zhenjiang to enter.

Soon, Wei Zhenjiang arrived inside a great hall and saw the State Preceptor, who was wearing snow-white robes and a peculiar bronze mask.

The State Preceptor was extremely mysterious. Even though he was the Grand Commander of the Imperial Guards, he only knew that the State Preceptor was a woman, but he had no idea of her specific age or what she looked like.

"Greetings, State Preceptor!"

Having a request of the other party, Marquis Weiwu appeared extremely polite and respectful.

"There is no need for such formalities, Marquis!" A cold, indifferent female voice came: "You would not visit the Three Treasures Hall without a reason. What business brings you here, Marquis?"