The Emperor's Favorite: The Useless and Crazy Concubine Who Conquers the World

The palace master stood on the high platform, his figure elongated in the sunlight, appearing particularly solemn.

His face was kind, but his eyes revealed an undeniable majesty, a composure and wisdom honed over the years. He spoke slowly, his voice as deep as a bell, resounding throughout the square.

"Lan Yunyan, in view of your outstanding performance this time, the sect has decided to give you the opportunity to enter the treasure pavilion and choose a high-level martial arts technique. I hope you can seize the opportunity and improve your strength."

Lan Yunyan felt an indescribable excitement surge in her heart upon hearing this. Her eyes instantly lit up, as if twinkling with stars, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up.

Her hands trembled slightly as she clenched them into fists, then immediately released them. She took a deep breath and bowed, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Palace Master. I will live up to your expectations, practice diligently, and bring honor to the sect."

Upon seeing this, the Palace Master nodded with satisfaction, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.

He waved his sleeve lightly, and a soft light overflowed from his palm, turning into a bridge of light, spanning between the square and the treasure pavilion, shining brightly.

"Go, child. Every technique in the treasure house contains endless mysteries. Choose the one that suits you. It will be your mentor and helpful friend on your path of cultivation."

Lan Yunyan saluted again and stepped onto the bridge of light, each step appearing exceptionally solemn. As she walked, the air around her seemed to freeze, even the wind stopped blowing, as if the entire world was witnessing this moment.

Inside the treasure house, the quaint bookshelves towered into the sky, and each martial arts book emitted a faint glow, as if telling its own story.

Lan Yunyan moved slowly in the treasure pavilion.

Her gaze lingered on each manual, savoring the unique aura they exuded. It was a charm that only those who truly understood cultivation could feel.

Her heartbeat gradually accelerated as she browsed deeper, as if she was on a silent adventure.

Just when she was about to give up searching and was about to pick one at random, her eyes were suddenly attracted by an ancient book with a cover that glowed with a faint blue light.

The blue light is soft and not dazzling, but it carries an indescribable charm.

She walked towards the ancient book involuntarily, stretched out her hand, and gently touched the glowing cover with her fingertips.

At that moment, she seemed to feel a call from ancient times, an inexplicable call that deeply touched her soul.

Her heartbeat seemed to resonate with the pulse of the ancient book, and an indescribable sense of intimacy arose spontaneously.

She gently stroked the cover. The delicate touch was like stroking the face of a loved one, making her feel extremely at ease.

A warm current flowed from her fingertips into her heart, instantly warming her whole body.

She seemed to have established some kind of mysterious and profound connection with the book, like an old friend reunited after a long separation, and they could understand each other without saying much.

In the quiet treasure house, the flickering candlelight illuminated her focused and gentle face.

She gently stroked the book with an ancient cover. What came from her fingertips was not only the vicissitudes of time, but also an indescribable warmth and kindness.

On the cover, written in flowing handwriting, were four large characters: "Return to Oneness Heart Technique." These four words seemed to contain endless power, causing ripples in her heart.

"Return to Oneness Heart Technique", these four simple words stirred up a thousand twists and turns in her heart.

She had heard that this was a long-lost manual of spiritual secrets, said to help one achieve a state of unity of mind and spirit, transcending the ordinary and becoming a saint. Now, this manual had fallen into her hands by such a coincidence, as if a mysterious force was guiding her.

She gently turned the yellowed pages, as if uncovering a dusty history.

It was filled with records of various profound cultivation methods, and between the lines there was an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

Every sentence and every word seems to contain endless wisdom and mystery, making people want to explore deeper.

Her eyes moved slowly across the pages, savoring every detail.

Some of those cultivation methods are as majestic as a dragon soaring into the sky; others are as gentle and moist as a trickle of water.

These cultivation methods each have their own characteristics and merits.

She knew very well that each method had its own unique charm and value, and only by truly understanding and mastering them could one go further and higher on the path of cultivation.

"Lan Yunyan, your time has come, it's time to come out." The palace master's voice was particularly clear in the quiet treasure pavilion.

She seemed to have woken up from a deep dream, and her eyes reluctantly moved away from the ancient "Return to Oneness Heart Sutra".

The faint scent of ink emanating from the pages seemed to still carry the lingering echoes of those profound cultivation methods, making her mood difficult to calm down for a long time.

"Yes, Palace Master." She replied softly, slowly closed the book, and carefully put it back where it belonged.

Her heart was filled with gratitude for this rare opportunity.

As she walked out of the study, she was greeted by the familiar scenery and atmosphere of the palace.

"Lan Yunyan, what did you gain from this trip?" The Palace Master's voice sounded again, with some concern and expectation.

She bowed her head slightly and replied respectfully, "Thank you, Palace Master, for the opportunity. I have comprehended the true meaning of cultivation from the book and have also clarified my own direction of cultivation. I will redouble my efforts and live up to Palace Master's expectations."

Upon hearing this, the Palace Master smiled with satisfaction. He knew that Lan Yunyan was a magician with firm beliefs and persistent pursuits, and her future was boundless.

"Very good, Lan Yunyan. Remember, the path of cultivation is long and arduous, but as long as you persevere and move forward courageously, one day you will reach the supreme realm."

The Palace Master's words were like a spring breeze, warm and powerful, inspiring Lan Yunyan's heart.

"Thank you for the teachings, Palace Master. I will definitely keep them in mind." Lan Yunyan said.