madnovel Chapter 31 Immortal Sect Quota
Chapter 31 Immortal Sect Quota
Wang Dao's words almost caused Ji Mingyue and Zheng Wanqing's CPUs to overheat.
The beautiful and reserved image that the two of them had just constructed in their minds, even the tentative scene with a hint of game-playing, was shattered into dust by Wang Dao's unpredictable shout.
"You silly child, you're being ridiculous!"
Zheng Wanqing reacted the fastest, glaring at Wang Dao with feigned anger, then looking at Ji Mingyue with an instantly apologetic expression:
"Mingyue, this boy grew up in the manor and is used to being wild. He doesn't know any rules. Please don't take his nonsense to heart."
Although her words were eloquent, her eyes, which seemed to be both smiling and not smiling, were conveying signals both openly and subtly.
"Now that this young man has spoken, Princess, did you bring anything with you?"
Ji Mingyue felt utterly helpless. This mother and son were masters of their art, putting her, the eldest princess, in a very difficult position.
Given her status, how could she say she didn't bring it at a time like this? Wouldn't that be a slap in the face to the royal family?
She rolled her eyes at Zheng Wanqing, but seeing that Zheng Wanqing was covering her mouth and chuckling, she could only sigh helplessly, quickly adjust her mindset, and resume her calm and aloof demeanor.
"Your Highness is overthinking it. I find the Seventh Prince quite amusing, given his genuine nature." Ji Mingyue smiled, her tone cool and composed. "Father did indeed send me some things."
Upon hearing this, Wang Dao's eyes instantly lit up like two light bulbs.
"Thank you for your great kindness, Your Majesty!"
Wang Dao grinned widely, not caring whether his posture was correct or not, and first flattered her. Then he turned his gaze to Ji Mingyue and sighed sincerely.
"Her Highness the Princess is not only beautiful and kind-hearted, but her efficiency in handling affairs is also impeccable. She truly lives up to her noble birth and possesses extraordinary bearing!"
Anyway, flattering beautiful women doesn't cost money or cause any trouble, so Wang Dao can come up with these nice words without thinking.
Ji Mingyue was somewhat amused and exasperated by his blunt praise. She gently shook her head, then said seriously:
"Seventh Young Master, I have some matters I wish to discuss with you privately. Is now a convenient time for you?"
"Convenient! So convenient!" Wang Dao nodded repeatedly, looking more enthusiastic than anyone else, his heart already bursting with joy.
"I can't wait to see what amazing treasures His Majesty the Human Emperor has brought me!"
Seeing that the two were about to discuss serious matters, Zheng Wanqing was quite sensible. She stood up with a slight smile and straightened her dress.
"In that case, I, the princess, will not disturb your time together any longer." She gave the two of them a meaningful look, then turned and left. "I still have some matters to attend to at home. Please continue your conversation."
……
Inside the Hidden Dragon Pavilion, the spiritual spring gurgles, and several purple smoke trees with hundreds of years of experience sway gently in the wind, scattering specks of firefly light.
Ji Mingyue and Wang Dao walked side by side, strolling through this picturesque scenery.
One is the peerless Princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty, her palace attire trailing on the ground, exuding unparalleled nobility; the other is the heir of the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, his black hair dancing wildly, radiating heroic spirit.
The two walked together, looking like a perfect couple, even the meticulously crafted scenery around them seemed to become mere background.
"Your Highness, now that there are no outsiders here, let's stop keeping us in suspense." Wang Dao smiled and turned his head, his gaze flickering with a hint of fervor as he looked at Ji Mingyue's sleeve. "I wonder what kind of treasure His Majesty the Emperor has brought me? It's so mysterious, could it be some earth-shattering divine weapon?"
Ji Mingyue extended her jade-like fingers and gently tucked a strand of hair, ruffled by the breeze, behind her ear with exquisite elegance, saying casually:
"Seventh Young Master is, after all, a direct descendant of the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion. The Prince of Zhenbei is a man of great talent and ambition, having campaigned in the south and north for decades. What kind of rare treasures hasn't he seen? The Prince's mansion's treasury is piled high with resources; surely you wouldn't be left out?"
"Your Highness, you are unaware of this." Wang Dao spread his hands and sighed helplessly. "What belongs to my father belongs to my father. It is the family business built up by the older generation. What does it have to do with me, a good-for-nothing second-generation rich kid? My pockets are emptier than my face."
Seeing Wang Dao's self-righteous and defiant act of complaining about being poor, Ji Mingyue's eyes flashed with a smile, and she suddenly slowed down.
"Seventh Young Master, would you like to join a cultivation sect?"
This statement was thrown out abruptly, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake.
Wang Dao's smile froze slightly; his CPU almost overheated.
"What's wrong with this woman? She was talking about dividing the spoils... no, about rewards, and suddenly she brought up going to study at a cultivation sect?"
His mind raced, but a self-deprecating bitter smile appeared on his face as he shook his head.
"Your Highness thinks too highly of me! You know my physical condition. I have never had the aptitude for cultivation since childhood. My meridians are blocked, and I have no spiritual roots to speak of."
"If I could cultivate immortality, I wouldn't have wasted so many years and have to rely on martial arts to strengthen my body."
"These days, it's this crude martial art that I can still manage to cause some trouble. As for the immortal sects, those lofty places in the clouds, I have no chance with them."
"Who said you were going to cultivate immortality?"
Ji Mingyue suddenly stopped and turned around.
Her smile seemed to make even the surrounding blooming purple hibiscus pale in comparison; she was truly breathtakingly beautiful.
"Although the Immortal Sect takes the Immortal Path as its mainstream, there are three thousand great paths in this world, all leading to the same destination."
"Many top-tier immortal sects also have methods that specialize in achieving sainthood through physical cultivation, thereby proving the Dao through force."
"If Seventh Young Master is willing, I can write a letter recommending you to cultivate in a great immortal sect with profound heritage."
"The resources and perspectives there are far beyond what the secular world can offer."
Wang Dao's heart skipped a beat. This wasn't just about winning him over; it was about removing him from the corrupting influence of the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, or perhaps it was about keeping him as a hostage in the Immortal Sect.
He dropped his playful grin, his dark eyes calmly fixed on Ji Mingyue, his voice steadying slightly: "Is this His Majesty the Emperor's will?"
"No." Ji Mingyue met his gaze, which seemed to see right through her, without flinching. She parted her red lips slightly and said, "This is my will."
Wang Dao remained silent.
Looking at the woman before him, who seemed to have everything under her control, he couldn't understand why he was worthy of such high regard from this princess.
After a moment's thought, Wang Dao cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, his tone sincere yet firm:
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness! However, I am used to being lazy and cannot stand the strict rules and regulations of the immortal sects."
"Besides, with my parents still alive, I shouldn't travel far. I still feel more comfortable staying in the Prince's mansion."
Ji Mingyue seemed unsurprised by the answer, and showed no sign of disappointment.
"It's alright." She took another step, her skirt brushing the ground, her voice still as clear and cold as the moon, "Everyone has their own ambitions."
"However, I'm keeping this promise for you. If the Seventh Prince changes his mind someday and wants to see the scenery on the mountaintop, he can contact me at any time."
……
In Tingtao Pavilion, Wang Ming stroked his spirit sword while listening to the reports from his subordinates.
"Young Master, the Princess has indeed arrived at the Prince's residence, but she is currently in the Hidden Dragon Pavilion."
At this moment, Wang Ming's dissatisfaction with Wang Dao had risen to a new level. He had already learned in advance that Ji Mingyue was coming to the royal city and had made preparations.
"A dog-like creature dares to rival the sun and moon, and even wants to covet what does not belong to it."
Wang Ming tried his best to calm the anger in his chest. He had only come back to teach Wang Dao a lesson, but now he was filled with murderous intent.