224: Chapter 222: Who Says Those Raised by the Empress Can’t Be Eaten 224: Chapter 222: Who Says Those Raised by the Empress Can’t Be Eaten Baili An’s brows furrowed slightly, but he obediently spread out his palm.
Qing Xuan placed the snowy white fluff she held in the center of his palm and said, “Immortal Tears have always been shrouded in mystery, yet even the Empress has been unable to unravel their secrets, so naturally, nobody else in this world could ever understand their dreamy tears.
The Immortal Tears that cannot be deciphered, just like an ordinary accessory, are completely useless.
If we talk about real value, this piece of Immortal Tears isn’t even as important as a Spirit Stone from the treasury of the Inner City.
You…”
Her fingers had not yet left Baili An’s palm, her words midway through when a slight coolness at her fingertips interrupted her speech.
Qing Xuan knitted her brows and looked at her long fingers being grasped by the boy.
A killing intent started to condense between her eyebrows.
His palm moved gently, deliberately winding the snowy white fluff around her fingers: “If it’s useless, then may I have this piece of Immortal Tears?”
Without another glance at the snowy white fluff, as if unaware of its preciousness, Baili An kept his gaze steadily on the Immortal Tears, with a sincere tone of negotiation, he said, “I can offer additional paynt.”
The two maids fanning themselves couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Qing Xuan had a sowhat strange look on her face: “Offer additional paynt?”
Did he think he was bargaining with an old lady at the village entrance?
Add more paynt?
She lifted the finger tangled in fluff and asked, “Do you know what this is?”
Baili An honestly answered, “Silk to the end, transford from the feathers of the Zhuque.”
Qing Xuan couldn’t help but smile, “This object, untouched by any Artifact Refiner, is a naturally occurring Immortal Artifact, and without any refining, it already bears the na of an Immortal Artifact, a rare treasure of this era.
If it is fused into the body, as the feather lds with the heart, it ans that your heart will beco indestructible.
Apart from millennium Immortals, no one could disturb your heart.
Even if the flesh decays, the heart can remain undecayed for a thousand years.
This feather fluff also possesses regenerative power and can enable you to rebuild your body with just the heart alone.
Do you understand what that ans?”
Baili An responded, “It ans that owning this piece of silk to the end, one could achieve an immortal body.
Except for a millennium Immortal, no one could kill the master of silk to the end.”
“So, compared to the silk to the end, you would prefer the Immortal Tears?”
“Yes, I only want the Immortal Tears.”
Qing Xuan chuckled softly, “How naive.
Although I don’t know why the Empress decided to make Immortal Tears the prize for the top scorer in the Immortal City’s trials, everyone in this entire Xianling City believes that this thing must be of great use.
Yet, just this piece of silk to the end alone is enough to drive all the cultivators in this entire city mad.”
But this young man simply didn’t take a second look.
Baili An didn’t know how to convince the woman before him and so took two steps back, giving her a deep bow as a sign of respect.
“The killing intent in the lady’s eyes has dissipated, so I presu my previous answer was not wrong.
If the lady is unwilling to part with the Immortal Tears, then Si Chen can only wait for the day of the trials to co and claim them.”
Seeing his resolute retreat, without any reluctance, the Seal Keeper was slightly taken aback.
From his eyes, she could clearly see how much he wanted the Immortal Tears, yet he still managed to withdraw rationally, not insisting on his request.
Did he guess she had already decided not to give them to him?
Qing Xuan shook her head and smiled knowingly, feeling amazed as he showed real intent to leave.
While others couldn’t wait to do anything to spend more ti inside the Inner City, the thoughts of this boy were indeed inscrutable.
Although she couldn’t say that she had any special liking for this rigid young man, at least his ungreedy nature wasn’t unwelco.
For many autumns, she had managed the shogunate within Xianling City.
There were very few who could avoid her disdain.
“Young man, co here,” Qing Xuan called with a sowhat cool voice, beckoning him with a casual wave of her hand.
The gesture was casual, like calling over a duckling or a chick.
Baili An did not step forward but instead took a few steps back, seemingly very patiently saying, “I should go eat.”
It was not out of vigilance, but simply because he was truly hungry and didn’t want to keep dallying with this important personage of the city.
Qing Xuan was left sowhat speechless.
She had no choice but to step forward herself, unwinding the silk fluff around her fingertips, and after giving him a couple of looks, she lifted her hand and pinned the soft fluff to the edge of his ear.
Then, like an elder, she patted his shoulder casually and said coldly, “Once you’ve entered this Inner City, it’s not a place where you can just buy whatever you want with money.
Fortunately, you’re smart enough not to make a fuss, knowing how to properly get what you want.
But within this Immortal City, there’s one more thing you must rember: whatever the Empress wants to give you, you—cannot refuse.”
Towards the end, her gaze grew cold and stern.
Baili An’s expression changed.
Hearing this tone,
The Empress was indeed within Jinling City!
Choosing a City Lord in the Mortal Immortal City, even the Ancient god had been moved.
And from her words, was this silk to the end actually intended by the Empress to be given to him?!
If he wasn’t mistaken, Fang Geyu had said that the silk to the end was the prize for second place in the great trials; could it really be okay to just give it to him so casually?
The future second-place winner might just burst into tears…
The way the Empress did things was indeed capricious, very much at her own pleasure.
But taking the silk to the end wouldn’t be a problem.
Seeing Lady Qing Xuan’s intentions, even if he accepted this item today, it wouldn’t interfere with his chances in the trials for a rewarded position.
In that case, there was indeed no need to foolishly refuse a good thing.
Baili An bowed again, gracefully and with dignity, like polished and kind jade, after a dismissive wave from Qing Xuan, he left the grand hall without the slightest loss of composure.
It wasn’t until they watched his figure disappear in the backlight outside the grand hall that the two maids dropped their large feather fans onto the ground with a thud.
One maid rubbed her shoulders, expressing her displeasure, “If we have to test soone again next ti, you, Qing Xuan, should play the maid.
We’re all close to the Empress, so why every ti do you sit high and above while we two have to fan for you?”
Qing Xuan picked up the tea on the table, sipped lightly, and said, “Even if Green Gourd you sat here today, you could not imitate one-tenth of the Empress’ charm.”
The maid nad Green Gourd, infuriated and about to roll up her sleeves, was stopped by another maid beside her.
This maid had a gentle temperant and a light smile in her eyes as she looked at the Seal Keeper and said, “Qing Xuan, that boy is quite interesting.
Judging by his composure, he carries the noble air of a prominent family, not sothing that can be cultivated overnight, truly not so young master from an Immortal Sect in the Mortal World.”
The Seal Keeper spoke indifferently, “If he weren’t interesting, how could he have caught the Empress’ attention to take him as a disciple.”
Green Gourd’s lips twitched with an amused smile, “No, what I an is, all the people in Xianling City feel that it’s a great Immortal fate to catch even a single glance from the Seal Keeper who is the most valued and favored by the Empress.
There were those who entered the hall in the past who would do whatever it takes to show off their talents, hoping you’d notice them even more.
But this boy treated you, Qing Xuan, as if you were a ferocious beast, avoiding you at all costs.”
“Qingshui, you’d better stop talking.
Qing Xuan is proud and petty.
You’re being too blunt; I’m afraid she’ll make life difficult for that boy.” Green Gourd hurriedly counseled.
Qing Xuan set down her tea on the table, and with a swirl of her flowing sleeve, she suddenly had a ten-ter-long waterlon knife in her hand.
With the big knife resting on her shoulder, shining cold and sharp, the female officer tilted her head with a light chuckle and said, “Eating chilled waterlon in winter is the best, Qingshui, would you like to try so?”
Qingshui’s lips curled into a faint smile, saying nothing.
Green Gourd was vexed, “I am a waterlon that the Empress raised herself; you dare to cut ?”
Qing Xuan narrowed her eyes with a smile and said, “The Empress never ntioned that the waterlon spirit she raised cannot be eaten.”
“Qing Xuan, you wicked woman!!!”
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