Beauty helps me achieve immortality

The sound of the piano is lingering, the moon is bright and the wind is clear.

A young girl with her face covered by a veil sits on a high pavilion, like a canary in captivity.

The big red lanterns swayed incessantly amid the noisy crowd, casting shadows that rippled, twisted, and overlapped in a chaotic manner.

"Miss Yue!"

"it is good!"

"Let Miss Yue take off her veil!"

"..."

The nights in Liaodu are not peaceful, but rather filled with a kind of decadent and chaotic atmosphere.

Zhao Qing and Xiaoyi leaned against a roof, watching the quarreling common people from afar.

Liang Yu has left here and went straight to the deep palace - he has done what he needed to do, and he only needs to wait for a simple handover with Zhao Qing after the blood son trial.

Zhou Xiaoyi's beautiful eyes flickered, and in her slender hands she held a sketch of a woman bathing.

She picked this up casually from the long street, and now she was carefully studying the painter's brushwork.

Zhao Qing held his aunt in his arms, lost in thought.

The swaying lights in the distance, the handsome scholar, the girls gently pinching their silk handkerchiefs, the guests shouting at each other... all became increasingly hazy in his eyes.

His spiritual sense sensed the sleeping baby in the house below him and the thief who was climbing over the wall and entering the yard.

The woman calculating accounts by lighting an oil lamp, the waiter leaning against the door silently picking bones, the silver needle hidden in the scholar's folding fan, and Yue Siying's red lips as white as jade under the gauze.

The knight's robe held a sharp sword, and the madam added powder to the wine...

Intricate yet orderly.

Everything seemed so unreal, as if he was about to become Yongning's eighth blood son.

There is no need to go through fighting and struggling, no need to engage in intrigue with others, just walk on the road paved by others, and you can reach the other side.

Until this moment, he still felt incredible about his experience that day.

But I also think it is very reasonable.

There is no need to stay in Songshan County anymore. The annual profit of tens of thousands of spirit stones from Songshanfang will soon become as much as one million.

Shuyue does not need to take the assessment anymore, as Xuezi has the power to call upon the blood robe inheritance.

Si He wanted to use the essence and blood to figure out the magical powers of the Blood Robe so that he could easily obtain them in the future.

It seems that the sword skills I have been working hard on these days are of no use for the time being.

The promotion of Blood Son went unexpectedly smoothly, so smoothly that he couldn't believe it.

But the facts are right in front of me...if I am not dreaming.

My aunt slowly folded the sketch in her hand and chuckled, "What are you standing there for? That girl surnamed Yue is so fair, do you want to take her back to Chu?"

Zhao Qing pinched her slender waist and said, "It just feels a bit dreamy."

The woman's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly as she sighed softly, "Life is just a dream."

The next moment, her beautiful eyes slanted slightly: "Is it because I'm strolling around Songshanfang that it feels real?"

Zhao Qing thought about it for a moment and it seemed to be true.

Is it because he is used to being poor and cannot accept this sudden status and opportunity?

My aunt turned over and lay on top of him, her slender feet kicking the green tiles, making a sound.

There was a hint of affection in her beautiful eyes, and her light breath felt slightly itchy on her face.

After staring at Zhao Qing for a long time, she opened her red lips and said, "Do you feel like you're walking on clouds, taking one step forward and one step back, not sure if you can take the next step firmly?"

Zhao Qing nodded slightly and gently stroked Xiaoyi's hair.

"Well, it's just castles in the air, a dream."

The woman's beautiful eyes smiled: "Do you want this castle in the air?"

Yes! Why not!?

Zhao Qing chuckled and said, "I came from a poor family, so it's inevitable that I have the illusion of being rich all of a sudden."

"Ah!"

My aunt teased me, "You're not rich yet!"

"We will stay in Songshan these days and practice with peace of mind. We will feel more at ease after the Blood Son Trial is over."

Zhao Qing pondered and mused, "This trip went so smoothly, could it be related to the protection of luck?"

My aunt nodded in agreement: "When Shuyue accepts the inheritance of the Blood Code, our family will all be Blood Robe disciples... Then our luck should be even better."

The two of them leaned on the eaves, looking at the dim lights and chatting casually.

"You can come to Liao Kingdom more often in the future to help Si He attract more pilgrims."

"There's no need to move, Songshanfang is quite comfortable."

"But you can go back to Shouyun Mountain and live there for a while. Danxia has moved to Nanze County, and Cheng Yue is in seclusion in Liguo. There aren't many cultivators there."

"Well...how about taking you to the Liguo Juechen Valley after the Blood Son Trial?"

……

The third day of the Jingzhe Banquet.

Zhao Qing and his aunt arrived at the courtyard deep in the Blood God Temple again.

This time it was Meng Xue who came to him...

The afterglow was gentle, casting mottled shadows. There were only three of them in the courtyard.

The Sixth Blood Son of Yongning looked very young, with his long hair casually draped over his head. A strand of black hair fell from his forehead, covering half of his light eyebrows.

The ink-and-wash robe is dotted with thin jade, and the tightly bound silver silk belt outlines the willow waist, making it look even more heroic.

Of course, Zhao Qing did not regard Senior Sister Meng as a loyal chivalrous woman. After all, a Nascent Soul cultivator had lived for hundreds of years, and one could no longer judge her character based solely on her appearance.

She has lived a long life and experienced a lot. She looks like a young girl in her twenties, but in fact she is already an old monster... Even her thoughts are hard to figure out.

"Do you want to die?" Si He's cold and dark voice echoed in his soul.

Zhao Qing: ...

Well, I'm not talking about you.

Meng Xue's eyes wandered between Zhao Qing and her aunt. She smiled sweetly, took off the jade bracelet on her fair wrist, and pulled her aunt over to put it on her.

"It's a novelty, and has the same function as a storage ring."

My aunt bowed and thanked me in a low voice.

The usually aloof daughter of the prime minister has now become a well-behaved descendant with an extremely sincere and upright attitude.

Although everyone on the Blood God Peak calls her Senior Sister, she is still a female cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. No normal cultivator would really treat her as a Senior Sister.

Zhao Qing looked calm, admiring his aunt's rare ladylike demeanor.

He was not too surprised that Meng Xue gave him the jade bracelet.

A bracelet that can store things...it's not that strange or rare, but it doesn't exist in Yongning Prefecture.

The cultivators who frequently come to the Jingzhe Banquet know that Senior Sister Meng is very wealthy and often gives things to her fellow disciples...including the prizes for the Jingzhe Banquet, which she also purchased from shops in other states.

Meng Xuezhen looked at Zhou Xiaoyi's wrist and chuckled, "It suits your clothes very well."

Then she helped her aunt comb the hair around her ears, and her aunt had no choice but to cooperate obediently.

A moment later, the female cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage took out an exquisite jade bottle, inside of which was a drop of blood emitting a strange red glow.

Zhao Qing and his aunt's eyes narrowed instantly. Their family was quite familiar with this thing.

This is the inherited blood essence of the Blood Robe lineage!

After taking it, one can mobilize blood and energy to gather them in the heart meridian, and then accept the inheritance of the Blood Code... then one will become a qualified Blood Robe disciple.

Meng Xue casually threw out the jade bottle, and Zhao Qing hurriedly connected it with his spiritual sense.

The woman said softly, "Don't abuse it. Just give it to your wife. There isn't much in Blood God Peak."

Zhao Qing nodded seriously: "Zhao Qing understands the pros and cons."

"Ah."

Meng Xue responded calmly.

Then she changed her serious attitude and said with a sweet smile, "Senior Brother Pang didn't say it, but Blood God Peak has already received the message."

"The Blood Son Trial will begin within two years, and then you will truly become a Blood Son of Yongning."

Zhao Qing answered seriously, "Senior Brother Liang Yu has already told me about it."

"it is good."

"You can come to Blood God Peak at will in the future. If you have any questions, you can message me." Meng Xue threw out another communication jade.

He sighed and said, "After the Blood Son Trial, you and I will be able to communicate through the Blood Jade. For now, we'll use the Communication Jade."

The tokens of Yujing disciples can be used to send messages.

However, ordinary disciples can only receive messages, not send them...

Zhao Qing remained silent and just nodded.

He couldn't find much in common with Senior Sister Meng, and even if he did... he wouldn't want to appear too casual - after all, there was a huge gap in their realms, and they weren't familiar with each other.

However, Meng Xue did not feel awkward and talked with the two of them very naturally.

"I can't give you the blood son's share of the profits for the past two years, otherwise Liang Yu will scold me in secret." She tilted her head to the side, supporting herself with her wrist, and said with a smile.

Zhao Qing continued to nod, like a shy little scholar with a pale face, and his aunt couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth.

Even though Zhao Qing bore the Azure Dragon Mark, he had done nothing. When he was stationed in Songshan, he was practically drawing a salary without doing anything. Now, he had received so many benefits...

Even though he was thick-skinned, he felt a little embarrassed at this moment.

As for the blood son's share of the profits over the past two years, it should naturally be given to Senior Brother Liang Yu. After all, he is the blood son, and I have to wait for a while if I want to take the position.

"Why don't you speak?" Meng Xue suddenly asked.

Zhao Qing considered for a moment and said, "I'm afraid of interrupting Senior Sister's train of thought."

Meng Xue:?

She looked up and down at this future new blood, and suddenly felt that he didn't seem so shy.

"Well, I have something to discuss with you right now. Please decide how to handle it."

Discuss with me?

Zhao Qing raised his eyebrows slightly to show that he was in high spirits.

"Hmm..." the woman said softly, "We in Yongning have eighty-five Blood Robe disciples at the Foundation Establishment stage, and they will all participate in the Blood Son Trial."

“Although there aren’t many people who are interested in Blood Son, there should be some.”

"And if you advance directly to Blood Son, these people won't have the slightest chance."

"Do you think we should... add some rare resources to the Blood Son Trial as compensation?"

You can't ask me to pay for it! ?

Zhao Qing whispered, "Senior Sister, please let me decide on these matters."

"Um!?"

Meng Xue's beautiful eyes swept over Zhao Qing, then glanced at her aunt. "Not many people know that you bear the Azure Dragon Seal, and no one knows that you will soon become the son of Yongning."

"But as a Blood Son, you are a member of the Blood God Peak."

"You should also make some decisions regarding the Foundation Establishment Stage disciples' trials."

She paced slowly and whispered, "If we prepare according to the normal trial encouragement quota, will any disciples feel resentful?"

"After all, our Yongning Prefecture's trials have one less Blood Son spot than other prefectures."

"Senior Sister is not asking you to be responsible for the aftermath, but matters concerning the Foundation Establishment Realm should be based on the Eighth Blood Son's decision."

"Senior Sister and Senior Brother Pang are no longer in this state, so it is indeed difficult to make a decision."

Zhao Qing was overwhelmed by what he heard.

Shouldn't you ask Liang Yu? Why are you asking me?

The courtyard was particularly quiet for a moment. My aunt's beautiful eyes fluttered as she secretly pondered the intentions of Senior Sister Meng Xue.

Zhao Qing was also lost in thought. Looking at his senior sister with a smile on her face, he felt that she was deliberately teasing him.

After a long pause, he whispered, "According to this, there should be some compensation, otherwise we will lose a lot of garrisons after the trial."

"Ah."

Meng Xue held up her pretty face and asked again: "How much compensation is it? Is there an amount? We need to prepare in advance."

"Resources worth tens of millions of spirit stones?"

"Or five million? Three million?"

Zhao Qing was instantly paralyzed. Is this something I can decide?

He kicked the ball back: "What do you think, Senior Sister?"

"How should I know!? I just pay the money."

Zhao Qing asked tentatively, "Three million?"

The woman looked thoughtful as she whispered, "The winner of the trial will be rewarded with a three million resource contribution. Compared to the position of Blood Son, isn't that too little?"

Zhao Qing: ...

He then asked, "Eight million?"

The woman smiled lightly: "Isn't that a bit too much?"

Looking at Meng Xue's narrow eyes, Zhao Qing felt a chill before he could even begin to feel it.

Spirit stones don't come from the wind, so asking him to make such a decision is really heartbreaking. He has never seen what three million spirit stones look like when put together in his life.

He locked eyes with his aunt for a moment, then said with certainty, "Eight million isn't a lot."

"Since you're asking for my opinion, I personally think the position of the Eighth Blood Son is worth far more than eight million resources."

The woman nodded slightly.

"Okay, eight million."

"Then it is decided. It will be given as a garrison contribution."

She seemed to have finished a trivial chat, and was even playing with the ring around her waist while speaking.

"Next year, Jingzhe, remember to arrive at Blood God Peak early."

……

Even after Zhao Qing and his aunt boarded the apricot-yellow boat, they still hadn't recovered from the conversation.

Eight million spirit stones were spent in the blink of an eye...

"She is reminding you intentionally that as a Blood Son, you cannot limit your vision to a single country or a single district. You should prioritize the overall interests of the Yongning Blood Robe lineage."

My aunt speculated so.

"Or maybe it's to give you a taste of the Eighth Blood Son's influence in Yongning... so you don't secretly flee to other states."

This view was deeply recognized by Zhao Qing.

"That should be what it means."

He stroked Meng Xue's communication jade and stored it separately in a corner of the storage ring.

This was the first communication jade used by a Nascent Soul cultivator that he had ever encountered...

"I feel a little uncomfortable that a son of a state has so much power."

Zhou Xiaoyi bit her lip lightly.

"That's what it's like to be at the helm. A single decision can affect the future of others."

She said nothing more, and stood quietly at the edge of the spirit boat, watching the sea of ​​clouds. The jade bracelet on her fair wrist reflected the blood-red sunset.

at the same time.

In the small courtyard in Lianyang Town, Si He recounted Zhao Qing's experiences over the past two days.

She hugged Shuyue and said, "You can use that drop of blood first. After you build your foundation, ask Zhao Qing to get me another drop."

Shuyue's bright eyes seemed a little dull at this moment.

"Isn't this blood child's power a bit too great?"

"My husband doesn't like this. He will think a lot..."

Si He chuckled and said, "Meng Xue is just teasing Zhao Qing. Besides, eight million spirit stones are nothing for a state."

"Not to mention eight million, even if it's twenty million, she would happily agree."

She ruffled Qing Huan's hair and said, "When the time comes, let Zhao Qing lead you to a good life, and I will also benefit from it."

Gu Qinghuan subconsciously nodded her head, and then whispered, "Is there any secret method that can make Qinghuan and the master communicate with each other's minds?"