However, Wei Yushuang is not in this group. At a young age, she has already cultivated the "Dragon Suppressing Heavenly Net Divine Palace" to an extremely profound level and is now a peak expert of the seventh realm of the Daoist Platform. Yet, wanting to break through from the Daoist Platform realm to the Purple Mansion is quite difficult, even for someone with Wei Yushuang’s aptitude. This is not due to her lack of talent, but because the Da Li Dynasty is currently in turmoil, like a great building that is about to collapse, with the national destiny declining year after year. The royal family cultivates by relying on the Dragon Vein and Imperial Dynasty Fortune, linking their own cultivation to the national destiny. When the national destiny of the dynasty wanes, it becomes increasingly difficult for cultivators practicing the "Dragon Suppressing Heavenly Net Divine Palace" to break through in their cultivation. Even someone as strong as Wei Yushuang has been stuck at the threshold of the Purple Mansion realm for three years. And the Dragon Capturing Skill does not capture beasts, but captures the Dragon Vein, the dragon of the earth vein. Fresh chapters posted on 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝘯𝘦𝘵 Cultivating the Dragon Capturing Skill can forcibly confine the underground Dragon Vein, condensing it into one’s body. This is itself a supplementary secret technique of the "Dragon Suppressing Heavenly Net Divine Scripture." By capturing the Dragon Vein into the body through the Dragon Capturing Skill, and leveraging the violent and vast spiritual energy of the Dragon Vein, one can forcefully break through the realm threshold. However, this cultivation technique takes a precarious path; one either succeeds in breaking through or dies on the spot, with no third option. There was a time when the royal family was extremely obsessed with this breakthrough technique, and everyone practiced it, resulting in as many as one hundred and twenty royal bloodlines dying violently within a year, including the emperor. Subsequently, it became difficult for the royal family to increase in number, as most of the royal family members didn’t have the aptitude, and practicing the Dragon Capturing Skill often resulted in violent deaths. Later, the Dragon Capturing Skill became a forbidden technique for the royal family, sealed away in the Heavenly Patrol Department to prevent it from being recklessly used by royal family members. "Uncle Zhang, I’ve made up my mind. I can feel the national destiny weakening. I don’t want the ’Dragon Suppressing Heavenly Net Divine Scripture’ to be my shackle. I need to achieve the Purple Mansion as soon as possible to save the dynasty from collapse." Wei Yushuang took a deep breath. In this current era, if the royal family can produce a Purple Mansion Great Power, it would be like delivering charcoal in the snow for the Da Li Dynasty, greatly stabilizing the turbulent situation. Zhang Qingcang deeply looked at Wei Yushuang, responding with her pursed lips and unshakable determined gaze. "I will discuss it with your father. If it is possible, come see me here in three days." Zhang Qingcang spoke slowly. If it were any other royal family member asking for the Dragon Capturing Skill, he would definitely refuse firmly, but this was Wei Yushuang, whose talent even moved Zhang Qingcang. Even without practicing the Dragon Capturing Skill, if Wei Yushuang proceeded according to plan, she could successfully advance to the Purple Mansion realm within three years. The Dragon Capturing Skill is a deadly poison for other royal descendants, but most likely a breakthrough nectar for Wei Yushuang. "Thank you, Uncle Zhang. If Father doesn’t agree, I will kneel in front of his sleeping palace and not get up." Wei Yushuang’s face lit up with joy. She knew her father rarely dealt with court affairs now, and as long as she could move him emotionally and reason with him, the Dragon Capturing Skill could surely be practiced smoothly. "You, you’re still as stubborn as when you were a child." Zhang Qingcang shook his head helplessly, turned around, and continued observing the stars. "Uncle Zhang, what are you divining this time?" Wei Yushuang didn’t rush to leave. The observatory consumes a lot of top-grade spirit stones each time it opens. She knew Zhang Qingcang was very skilled in divination and astrology, and she was curious about what he was observing this time. "Observing the changes in the world, and the future of the dynasty." Zhang Qingcang moved his fingers through Taoist formulas, forming an ancient and mysterious aura. The Eight Diagram Array beneath the observatory began to glow with a series of fluorescences, the massive array began to rotate, connecting to the divine power of distant constellations in the sky dome. The nine layers of glass above shone with endless starlight, forming a sky dome with stars and constellations flickering in and out. The ancient bronze bell at the center of the Eight Diagram Array suddenly chimed deeply, mixed with faint noises. The noises sounded like the shouts of countless cultivators locked in battle, the tremors of magical treasures striking, and the sonic booms of spells and divine skills piercing through the void, resonating with a murderous aura. Wei Yushuang’s face slightly changed, the aura made her skin break out in goosebumps. Zhang Qingcang’s gaze turned serious, his hands constantly manipulating the Taoist formulas, continuing the deductions. On the surface of the ancient bell, several blurry human figures appeared. Some seemed to be high in the heavens, with eyes indifferent, overlooking all things like ancient immortals, ethereal and untraceable. Some were sitting cross-legged, galaxies hanging behind them, with myriad illusions, surrounded by dragons, phoenixes, and qilins chirping in unison, heavenly tones echoing, and golden lotuses emerging from the earth, like children of heaven and earth. Some stood on misty mountain peaks, sword qi stretching thirty thousand miles, flattening mountains, eradicating corruption. "Hehehehehe! Before me, who dares proclaim supremacy." Suddenly, a burst of wild laughter rang out, within the ancient bronze bell, a wildly arrogant and domineering figure seemed to stand tall in the sky, waving a single arm, eclipsing the heavens. Cracks appeared on the ancient bronze bell, the special spiritual treasure resembling cracked porcelain, with more and more fissures, finally turning into a pile of fragments. All eight coiled dragon lamp pillars extinguished, and the observatory fell silent again, all mystical sounds vanished as if what had just happened was a mere illusion. "Uncle Zhang, what happened." Wei Yushuang felt the terrifying aura dissipate, looked towards Zhang Qingcang, wanting to know the result of the astrological observation just now. Zhang Qingcang crossed his hands behind his back, looking at the now-still sky dome above. There, many falling fireflies beautified the scene like falling stars, hitting the observatory’s coiled dragon beams, scattering fine starlight. After a long silence, Zhang Qingcang lifted his head and said, "Mars guarding the heart, the Emperor’s star is about to fall." Wei Yushuang’s body stiffened, and a wave of fear instantly spread. This is the fiercest celestial omen, foreseeing the fall of the Dynasty. She couldn’t believe this was the outcome of the divination. "I won’t let anyone bring down the Da Li Dynasty. As the Eldest Princess, I will not let anyone overthrow the dynasty," she declared. Zhang Qingcang, deeply moved, nodded slowly. "The repairs will require three thousand Spirit Stones," he added, gesturing to the damage caused by the earlier supernatural occurrences, cracks spreading like a spider’s web across the plaza. Wei Yushuang’s face brightened, knowing that with her father’s influence, she would be able to practice the Dragon Suppressing Heavenly Net Divine Scripture successfully. "Oh, you are still as stubborn as when you were a child," Zhang Qingcang said with resignation, turning back to continue his stargazing.