We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real?

“Fairy has helped me greatly. How could I harbor improper thoughts toward you? Please don’t make such jokes.”

Xiao Mo smiled helplessly.

“It’s just that the night has deepened, and palace maids constantly come and go outside my bedchamber. I’m worried it might affect your reputation.”

“I’m a woman and I’m not worried, so what is His Majesty worried about?” Jiang Qingyi rolled her eyes at Xiao Mo.

“Let’s go!”

After speaking, Jiang Qingyi strode toward the outside of the Dao Inquiry Platform.

With her back to Xiao Mo, Jiang Qingyi’s lips couldn’t help but press together, her expression seeming displeased.

“Doesn’t even dare harbor thoughts toward me, coward!”

The woman whispered softly, only she herself could hear.

Two quarters of an hour later, Jiang Qingyi arrived at Xiao Mo’s bedchamber.

Jiang Qingyi raised her delicate nose and sniffed.

The bedchamber held Xiao Mo’s scent, with no other person’s aura.

It seemed no other woman had stayed overnight here for long.

That made sense, the Empress Dowager’s precious “granddaughter” hadn’t even conceived Xiao Mo’s dragon seed yet. How could she possibly let Xiao Mo secretly favor palace maids?

“Dragon seed…”

Jiang Qingyi thought about those two words she’d just said in her heart and couldn’t help but smile coldly.

As if it really were dragon seed!

“Is there something improper about my bedchamber?” Xiao Mo watched Jiang Qingyi examine his room with such a serious expression, as if examining some important ancient ruins.

“Nothing. I just feel His Majesty’s room is different from what I imagined, very plain.” Jiang Qingyi casually found an excuse to cover up. However, Jiang Qingyi wasn’t wrong. Xiao Mo’s room was indeed plain.

The bedchamber mostly contained Daoist law books, yin-yang fish diagrams, eight trigrams diagrams and other things related to Daoism, without much luxurious decoration.

Jiang Qingyi couldn’t help but think of that small wooden cabin from three thousand years ago.

Although he was a sect elder, the cabin contained nothing more than a bed and a table.

“I’m just one person. I don’t have many hobbies, so how many things could there be?” Xiao Mo answered.

Jiang Qingyi glanced at Xiao Mo, “Living alone now, but before long, two stunning imperial consorts will enter the palace. Then through the long nights, accompanied by beauties, His Majesty will be quite comfortable. Just don’t neglect cultivation when the time comes.”

Xiao Mo sighed softly, “If it were possible, I’d rather be alone. Compared to women, cultivation is more interesting.”

“Hehe.” Jiang Qingyi laughed coldly a few times, clearly not believing Xiao Mo’s nonsense. “Cultivation is His Majesty’s own matter. As long as you know in your heart.”

Jiang Qingyi collected herself and took out nine longswords from her storage pouch.

The grade of these nine longswords was clearly extraordinary.

Each sword was carved with obscure runes.

“Fall!”

Jiang Qingyi waved her hand grandly. The nine longswords flew out, each inserting into nine different directions of the bedchamber.

Jiang Qingyi then took out a scroll.

The scroll unfurled. Jiang Qingyi formed hand seals. The formation diagram separated from the scroll, covering the entire bedchamber and concealing itself together with the nine longswords.

“This formation is my own creation. Within the formation are a strand of my sword intent and nine sword qi strands. It’s like a whetstone. When His Majesty rests at night, this formation will activate on its own and can polish His Majesty’s sword qi and sword intent.

His Majesty can also carefully comprehend this strand of sword intent I’ve left behind.

Perhaps over time, you’ll gain some understanding, which will be of considerable help to His Majesty’s future foundation building.”

Jiang Qingyi explained to Xiao Mo.

“I see.” Xiao Mo bowed in salute. “Thank you, Fairy Jiang.”

“His Majesty need not thank me. Foundation building ultimately still depends on oneself. External assistance is always just icing on the cake. If His Majesty can truly establish foundation smoothly, that will be His Majesty’s own capability.”

“Though that’s true, during these days, Fairy has truly helped too much.”

Xiao Mo was quite moved, and what he said was also the truth.

If not for this Fairy Jiang’s guidance, Xiao Mo felt his cultivation certainly wouldn’t have progressed so rapidly.

He might still be stumbling somewhere.

“Too much?”

A trace of reminiscence flashed through Jiang Qingyi’s eyes.

“Perhaps it’s because long ago, someone also helped me like this. If not for him, never mind embarking on the path of cultivation, I’m afraid I would have already starved to death somewhere.”

“The senior who helped Fairy must certainly be a kind-hearted person,” Xiao Mo flattered. “If there’s an opportunity, I’d like to meet this senior.”

As Xiao Mo’s words fell, Jiang Qingyi’s beautiful eyes looked directly at Xiao Mo.

“What’s wrong, Fairy?”

Xiao Mo asked in confusion.

Could he have said something wrong?

“Nothing.” Jiang Qingyi turned her head away, her tone cool. “What’s so good about seeing that kind of person? Only a fool would want to see him.”

“…”

Xiao Mo was momentarily speechless, not knowing how to continue the conversation.

Just as the two in the bedchamber fell into silence, a mosquito that had long been lurking in the darkness spread its wings and flew toward Xiao Mo.

The Sky Horn Mosquito landed on the back of Xiao Mo’s hand. Its mosquito legs grasped that extremely fine silver needle, about to pierce Xiao Mo’s hand.

Just as the Sky Horn Mosquito was about to succeed, Jiang Qingyi suddenly turned her head.

The instant Jiang Qingyi’s gaze fell on that mosquito, the sword qi around her body transformed into a fine thread, directly piercing through the mosquito’s body.

The Sky Horn Mosquito didn’t even have time to react before its eyes went black and it fell from the back of Xiao Mo’s hand, dropping to the ground.

The Sky Horn Mosquito’s thin legs twitched a few times before quickly falling silent.

“Fairy Jiang?”

Although Xiao Mo didn’t know what had happened, he sensed her intense killing intent.

Jiang Qingyi walked past Xiao Mo’s side, her skirt hem brushing by. She slowly crouched down and picked up the Sky Horn Mosquito’s corpse.

“It’s nothing.”

Jiang Qingyi carefully examined this Sky Horn Mosquito, then turned her head, her gaze passing through the window, her eyes narrowing.

“Just that a few ‘mosquitoes’ entered the ‘house.'”

At the same time, in a separate courtyard of the inner palace, the palace maids who had trained all day were all asleep.

Sili lay on her bed, carefully examining the pearl in her hand.

After continuously absorbing the Zhou Kingdom ruler’s fresh blood for five days, this soul pearl was as red as a blood moon.

As long as she collected tonight’s and tomorrow night’s blood, Sili would be able to know the Zhou Kingdom ruler’s identity.

Raising her head, Sili looked at the moonlight outside the window, feeling it was about time to go but just as Sili turned to get out of bed, her fair jade foot just slipping into her embroidered shoe, Sili’s spirit suddenly shook.

She abruptly raised her head, looking toward the direction of the Zhou Kingdom ruler’s bedchamber.

She clearly sensed that her Sky Horn Mosquito had died.

The Sky Horn Mosquito dying was no matter.

Sili didn’t care about that but the strand of sword qi that had killed the Sky Horn Mosquito made Sili feel as if facing a great enemy.

“It really is her!”

Recalling that night when the crazy woman chased after her and Wangxin, Sili clenched her delicate fist tightly, feeling great alarm in her heart.

“How can this crazy woman be in the palace?”