From Cold Palace Princess to Celestial Empress Ch. 11
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“Your Highness…”
Ye Ruoshui’s head drooped, not daring to look up at her.
Xiao Minghuang, being perceptive, noticed something was amiss. After a moment, a look of understanding crossed her face.
“The treasure Your Highness gave me… I tried it a little, but it seems it doesn’t quite suit me…”
Xiao Minghuang was puzzled, unable to understand what Ye Ruoshui meant. Eventually, she concluded that Ye Ruoshui’s comprehension was too low to grasp the mysteries of the cultivation technique.
If even a low-grade Earth-tier technique was beyond her understanding, then a Heaven-tier technique would be even more difficult to master.
Originally, Xiao Minghuang had planned to pass on the 《Purple Star Imperial Path Scripture》 to Ye Ruoshui, but now she decided against it.
“That makes sense. Let’s start with something simpler then.”
Xiao Minghuang extended her delicate hand and smiled, “In that case, Ruoshui, return that technique to your sister!”
Her words were like a wake-up call.
“So it was a jade slip recording a cultivation technique…”
Ye Ruoshui silently ran back to the bed, dug out the jade slip from under the covers, and handed it to Xiao Minghuang.
Seeing this, Xiao Minghuang sighed, “Ruoshui is truly diligent. Even in her sleep, she doesn’t forget to practice the cultivation technique. Although she hasn’t mastered it yet, with such perseverance, she is sure to achieve great things later in life!”
Hearing her Highness’s praise, Ye Ruoshui forced a smile, wishing she could dig a hole and bury herself on the spot.
Please don’t notice! Please don’t notice!
But the more one hopes something won’t happen, the more likely it is to occur.
Xiao Minghuang took back the smooth jade slip, about to tuck it into her robe, when she felt something sticky and unusual at one end.
“What is this…”
“This jade slip can’t be kept!”
After this incident, Xiao Minghuang’s initial intention to gift Ye Ruoshui some pills was abandoned. She returned to her room with a look of frustration, sat down cross-legged, and began to cultivate.
But she hadn’t been at peace for long when a knock came at the door.
Xiao Minghuang thought it was Ye Ruoshui coming to seek forgiveness, so she paid no attention.
However, the voice of Steward Wang sounded outside the door.
“Your Highness, His Majesty has issued a decree, summoning you to the palace for an audience.”
Hearing Steward Wang’s shrill voice, the lingering thoughts in Xiao Minghuang’s mind instantly vanished. She responded indifferently:
“Understood. Make the preparations.”
Steward Wang acknowledged and left. A quarter of an hour later, Xiao Minghuang boarded a carriage and headed for the Imperial Palace.
…
The Great Xia Imperial Palace, the very heart of the nation’s dragon vein, was said to suppress the fate of the entire country.
Legends spoke of a colossal formation beneath the palace, one that, once activated, could render even a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator incapable of breaching the palace walls.
While all thirty-six nations of the Southern Region had Spirit Seed Realm guardians, only Great Xia possessed such a formidable formation, thus securing its position as the foremost among the nations. Even the three great sects, which boasted Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, had to show deference to Great Xia.
However, in recent years, rumors had spread that the lifespan of Great Xia’s Spirit Seed Realm Old Ancestor was nearing its end. This had sparked covetous thoughts among the other nations and sects towards Great Xia.
It must be understood that Great Xia was different from the other nations and sects.
Eight hundred years ago, Xia Hanbing, known as the “Holy Dragon Sword,” led the people of Great Xia from the outside world into the Southern Region.
With his immense power, Xia Hanbing single-handedly annihilated a nation and subdued the remaining thirty-five countries. He skillfully navigated the politics among the three great sects, ensuring the prosperity and growth of the Great Xia people, thus securing his place in the annals of the nation’s history.
But.
Eight hundred years had passed, yet the various powers in the southern region still did not regard the Great Xia as one of their own, constantly seeking to annihilate it.
Once Xia Hanbing, the wielder of the “Sacred Dragon Sword” that suppressed the Great Xia’s fortune, passed away, the nations and sects would undoubtedly rise up and attack. At that time, even if the Great Xia had the Imperial Palace’s grand formation to defend it, without a Spirit Seed Realm cultivator to preside over it, the formation would not be able to unleash its full power, rendering it utterly useless.
Not long after, Xiao Minghuang arrived at the Imperial Palace. At the city gate, she encountered someone she had not expected.
This person was dressed in luxurious robes, appearing to be in his thirties, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, exuding an extraordinary aura. The faintly emanating aura far surpassed that of Xiao Minghuang.
“Second Royal Brother, your younger sister greets you.”
Xiao Minghuang’s lips curled slightly, revealing a standard smile, her teeth not showing.
The moment he saw her, the Second Prince’s pupils contracted sharply, as if he was extremely surprised. In an instant, that trace of astonishment turned into a flash of killing intent, which disappeared just as quickly. Although he concealed it extremely well, Xiao Minghuang caught it.
Xiao Minghuang clenched her palm, suddenly feeling a sense of crisis.
The Second Prince cupped his hands, adopting the demeanor of a caring elder brother, and said gently, “I heard that Ninth Sister was mistakenly injured and lost all her cultivation. But now, it seems the rumors were false. Seeing that Ninth Sister is unharmed, this elder brother is relieved.”
As the saying goes, one does not strike a smiling face. Since the Second Prince liked to act, Xiao Minghuang would play along.
“Thank you for your concern, Second Royal Brother. Your younger sister is fine,” Xiao Minghuang said with a light laugh. “Father has summoned me, so I cannot linger here. We shall meet again another day!”
The Second Prince expressed regret, “In that case, this elder brother will not keep you. Another day, I must invite Ninth Sister to my home. I hope Ninth Sister will not refuse.”
“Certainly, certainly.”
After a few perfunctory words, Xiao Minghuang turned and left.
Once she was far away, Xiao Minghuang thought to herself, “What a smiling tiger! This person is a hundred times more difficult to deal with than the Seventh Prince!”
Translator: Glariosa
Editor: Ruu
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