This immortal was clearly ordinary, yet he was unusually confident.

"Oh? Who is this extraordinary person?" Ye Chuxue became interested.

"To be honest, Your Majesty, I have never met this person before, but on the day he arrived, a magical rain suddenly fell in the north of the city, and an old peach tree that was about to die suddenly blossomed with flowers, its fragrance spreading for miles."

Many people witnessed it firsthand, and the peach blossoms on the tree are still there today, as if they will never wither.

Many people chased after the peach tree to watch the spectacle, and those who were lucky enough to be drenched in the magical rain were all cured of their long-standing ailments. But strangely, no matter what, no one could get close to the peach tree.

--Therefore, the people in the city all called that mysterious and extraordinary person 'Peach Blossom Immortal'! "Liu Liangcai reported the truth.

The Imperial Advisor's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stood up, saying:

"He can summon wind and rain, bring withered trees back to life, and even has formations. This person is definitely not an ordinary person. His magical power is very likely above mine. Where is he now?"

Liu Liangcai said somewhat embarrassedly, "It's located in Peach Blossom Lane in the north of the city, everyone knows it. However, I went to see them that very day, but they completely ignored me!"

The Imperial Advisor laughed heartily:

“Even if you are the lord of a city, you are still just a mortal, so naturally you will not be seen. I will go in person, and since we are both cultivators, I think you will give me face.”

Ye Chuxue nodded: "Thank you for your trouble, Uncle Chen!"

Ding Wu was skeptical: "Is it really that powerful?"

The Imperial Advisor smiled:

“You are not a cultivator, so you don’t know the reason. Summoning wind and rain and bringing withered trees back to life are indeed just ordinary spells, which I, Chen, can also do. But array formations are not something that ordinary rogue cultivators can set up!”

"Imagine if a battle formation were laid out in front of both armies, the enemy troops would be like headless flies, lambs to the slaughter."

Ding Wu seemed to be deep in thought. Battlefield fighting is all about seizing the moment. If you lose your composure from the start, you're almost guaranteed to die. Thinking about it this way, the power of the formation is indeed chilling.

Ye Chuxue's eyes lit up as well. If that were true, then Cangyue Kingdom would undoubtedly win.

"We must win this person over at all costs!"

After the group reached an agreement, the Imperial Advisor and Liu Liangcai headed towards Peach Blossom Lane, unaware that Zheng Zhuang was not at home at that time.

Since returning from Wenqu Street, Zheng Zhuang had been somewhat depressed, not because of the painting, but because it was expected that Chen Ahu could not paint his handsome appearance.

He felt that his unparalleled beauty could not be displayed by a mere two-dimensional paper painting; it needed to be at least three-dimensional, no, it should be a holographic projection.

That painting didn't express any of its own extraordinary and refined qualities, which is a bit infuriating!

Am I not outstanding enough in terms of temperament?

Although he himself couldn't quite explain what kind of temperament he had, what did it matter? This is the kind of confidence I should have!

I've heard that the higher one's cultivation level, the better one's temperament. It seems it's time to work hard to improve my cultivation.

He abandoned his usual laziness and, upon returning to the house, closed the door and began to meditate.

Unexpectedly, he entered a meditative state for several hours, and it was already midnight when he finished.

Because of meditation, he felt energetic and not sleepy at all.

Of course, with his current level of cultivation, it wouldn't matter if he didn't sleep for a long time.

Since I can't sleep, I have to find something to do.

But he was suddenly stumped. Nightlife was extremely scarce in this world. What could he do so late at night?

Why don't you go and experience traditional culture?

However, he quickly dismissed the idea. He thought, "Isn't it just a waste of my good looks to those vixens?"

Reading? Ugh, forget it! Who stays up all night reading? Besides, there aren't any books in this room...

And so, Zheng Zhuang spent his days idly until dawn!

It's pitiful to think about; in his past life, he wanted to stay up all night but his body wouldn't allow it.

Now that I have a body that can work through the night anytime, I find that staying up late is not interesting.

Life is so dull and tasteless!

If the little girl asks me later why I didn't sleep all night, this is how I'll answer:

Because he’s handsome!

So handsome, I can't sleep! Absolutely no logical flaws!

As dawn broke and the crowing of roosters filled the air, Zheng Zhuang suddenly thought of a serious problem: staying up late is bad for your skin!

No, I need to catch up on my beauty sleep!

So Zheng Zhuang forcibly cast a "sleep spell" on himself and then collapsed onto the bed.

When he woke up again, it was already noon, and Zheng Huiwan had already brought lunch to the yard.

Zheng Huiwan was able to enter because Zheng Zhuang gave him a jade talisman that allowed him to safely pass through the outer formation.

After a quick meal, Zheng Zhuang told Qin Qianqian and Niu Daben to stay at the house while he headed to Quliang Academy.

Since we found nothing on Wenqu Street, we had no choice but to go to this famous gathering place for scholars and talented people in Cangzhou.

His first target was the librarian of Quliang Academy, after all, everyone knew in his previous life that this was a profession not to be trifled with!

Zheng Zhuang had considered disguising himself as a student at the academy, going directly to the academy's library, and pretending to borrow books in order to make contact with that mysterious figure.

But after a moment he rejected the plan. The reason was simple: there were definitely no students as handsome as him in the academy, and he would be exposed as soon as he went there.

Moreover, there is no nine-year compulsory education in this world, there are not many people who are literate, and books are very precious things that not everyone can borrow.

Sigh, sometimes being too handsome is a problem, this terrible appearance!

As for changing my appearance, that option is not even in consideration. I am who I am, a unique spark!

Zheng Zhuang had no choice but to settle for second best. If anyone in the academy knew the academy best, it would undoubtedly be the headmaster.

Fortunately, it wasn't difficult to see the dean. Zheng Zhuang learned that many people sought to see the dean every day, but they needed to prepare a visiting card in advance.

The invitation was quite simple: one would write one's best work on it and have it delivered to the dean for review by a designated person. If the dean was pleased with it, he would naturally grant the dean an audience.

Zheng Zhuang searched his memory for a while, then casually picked up a pen and wrote a poem.

Zheng Zhuang was very satisfied with his calligraphy, because he would practice calligraphy to pass the time when he was bored in the ancient tomb.

Practitioners have extremely strong control over their body muscles, so Zheng Zhuang's calligraphy is indeed outstanding.

After writing it, Zheng Zhuang calmly used his magic to clear away the crowd and handed over his visiting card.

After a while, a student who looked like a secretary collected everyone's visiting cards and hurriedly went to the dean's residence. Zheng Zhuang was not in a hurry and waited in the same place as everyone else.

The headmaster of Quliang Academy was named Meng Chang. He was about fifty years old and dressed in a black and white scholar's robe. He had the demeanor of a scholar and one could tell at a glance that he was a well-read person.

According to his habit, he usually takes a nap at this time of day.

After he wakes up, students will present the selected visiting cards. The dean is also very busy and can't possibly read them one by one.

If you can't even pass the students' test, how can you possibly catch his eye?

I don't know what suddenly piqued his interest today. He randomly picked a book, opened it, and was immediately startled to see what it said:

"In Peach Blossom Lane, there is Peach Blossom Courtyard; in Peach Blossom Courtyard, there is a Peach Blossom Fairy."

"The Peach Blossom Immortal planted peach trees, and picked the blossoms to exchange for wine."