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

Meng Chang and Liu Mengchen racked their brains, trying to come up with different compliments, but Zheng Zhuang still seemed unsatisfied. They couldn't help but grit their teeth inwardly, thinking, "How can there be such a vain person!"

Even if you are very talented, you can't be this shameless!

The two talked for a while longer, but Zheng Zhuang still didn't hear what he wanted to hear, so he gave up hope and sighed inwardly. It seems that they were so captivated by his talent that they had overlooked his unparalleled beauty.

Thinking of this, Zheng Zhuang waved his hand, saying rather helplessly:

"Alright! I don't want to hear these flattering words. They're just a few poems, nothing special."

"???" Meng Chang and Liu Mengchen were immediately dumbfounded. You call this not wanting to hear it?

Just then, Chen Chui walked over and laughed, "Fellow Daoist Zheng, your talent is profound, I admire you! Especially your free and easy temperament, I really envy you!"

Zheng Zhuang's eyes lit up, then he looked at Meng Chang and Liu Mengchen with a disappointed expression. Look! No wonder they are the Imperial Advisors. They could tell at a glance that I have an extraordinary temperament. Although it is not the correct answer, it is very close.

Zheng Zhuang cupped his hands in greeting, revealing a reserved smile: "Fellow Daoist, you are too kind! What brings you here?"

Chen Chui nodded almost imperceptibly: "Someone wants to see you!"

Zheng Zhuang raised an eyebrow, secretly delighted. Was he finally going to see the real person?

"Please lead the way, fellow Daoist!"

"Fellow Daoist Zheng, please!"

Chen Chui took the lead and Zheng Zhuang followed closely behind.

But Zheng Zhuang stopped after taking only two steps. He slowly turned around and said to Liu Mengchen earnestly:

"Miss Liu, if you want to achieve something in your studies, you should not waste your time on crooked ways and learn less flattery. When you study, you must be down-to-earth!"

After saying that, he turned and left without waiting for Liu Mengchen to speak.

Zheng Zhuang felt his steps become lighter. He couldn't bear to see such a nice young girl become so worldly, only knowing how to flatter and fawn. It was only right to give her a few words of advice.

He strode forward, imagining that in the little girl's heart at that moment, his back must have looked incredibly majestic!

Liu Mengchen was stunned for several seconds, her face gradually turning red, not from shame, but from anger!

"How could this person be like this!" Liu Mengchen stomped her foot.

Meng Chang remained silent, watching the two figures disappear into the distance. He sighed inwardly, thinking, "Immortals are indeed not quite normal!"

The pavilion in the middle of the lake was not far from Mengchang's study, so the two arrived at the door in no time.

A burly middle-aged man stood at the door; it was Ding Wu.

Chen Chui nodded to Ding Wu, then whispered into the room:

"Your Majesty, Fellow Daoist Zheng has arrived!"

"Uncle Chen, please come in." Ye Chuxue's cool voice came from inside the house.

Ye Chuxue subconsciously shifted her body, feeling a strange tension she hadn't experienced in many years.

Zheng Zhuang straightened his clothes and followed Chen Chui into the study, where he immediately saw a woman sitting at the desk.

The woman's face was exquisitely beautiful, like a perfect work of art. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, naturally dark without being painted; her lips were like sand, naturally red without being touched up; her eyes were like autumn waves; and her nose was high and straight.

She was dressed simply and without any expensive jewelry, yet she exuded an air of elegance and nobility.

A perfect figure—any more would be too fat, any less would be too thin.

At first glance, she appears as a naive young girl, yet she possesses an indescribable mature charm that makes it difficult to guess her age. She is naturally alluring and captivating.

Zheng Zhuang was stunned. She really looked too much like Xiu'er. Xiu'er was beautiful, but she was just a phantom. How could she have the same impact as a real person?

"Your Majesty, this is Fellow Daoist Zheng Zhuang, the Peach Blossom Immortal. Fellow Daoist Zheng, this is Her Majesty the Empress of Cangyue Kingdom, the 'person in the painting'!" Chen Chui introduced.

"Mr. Zheng, please have a seat!" Ye Chuxue nodded slightly.

Zheng Zhuang then realized what was happening, nodded politely, and sat down on a chair next to him.

Only then did Ye Chuxue take a closer look at Zheng Zhuang. She saw that his attire was extremely simple, just a peach-colored robe, and his hair was loose, but he had a kind of dashing demeanor. It was just a pity that his appearance was really ordinary!

"Thank you for rescuing me this time, sir. It prevented the evil scheme of the Rising Sun Kingdom from succeeding. If you have any needs, please feel free to ask, and I will do my best to meet them," Ye Chuxue said with a smile.

Zheng Zhuang was also observing Ye Chuxue. From her appearance, she and Xiu'er did indeed look exactly alike.

What puzzled him was that Xiu'er was a six-tailed fox demon, so her sister should also be a fox demon, but he couldn't find a trace of demonic energy on Ye Chuxue.

That only proves one thing: she was a mortal!

But then another problem arises: how could a mortal's appearance be exactly the same as a fox demon's? Is it just a coincidence?

But this conjecture is hard to believe. Even twins have subtle differences, let alone two different races.

"Your Majesty is too kind. It was merely a coincidence."

Zheng Zhuang replied modestly, without mentioning what he needed. He did want some spiritual herbs or magical artifacts, but he figured she didn't have any.

Ye Chuxue showed no surprise and nodded:

"As a cultivator, worldly power and wealth are indeed worthless to you. I have a question: do you intend to settle here? Why did you choose Quliang City?"

Well, I don't need power or anything like that, but a little gold and silver jewelry would be fine!

Zheng Zhuang was silently screaming in his heart, but he couldn't say it out loud, because it didn't fit his persona.

"This... Quliang City has beautiful scenery and a flourishing culture, which I quite like."

Zheng Zhuang made up a reason; he had never thought about this issue before. After coming out of the ancient tomb, he ended up here in a daze.

Ye Chuxue said thoughtfully, "With your talent and learning, it is quite reasonable for you to choose the 'City of Scholars'! How about I order the city lord to relocate the residents of your residence so that they will not disturb your peace?"

"There's no need for that. I've been away from the world for a long time and I'm looking forward to this opportunity to experience the full spectrum of human life in order to break through my cultivation bottleneck."

Zheng Zhuang immediately refused, "Are you kidding me? If you take everyone away, how am I supposed to keep my restaurant open? Where am I supposed to eat? Are you trying to turn this perfectly good business district into a rural area?"

Chen Chui, standing to the side, was greatly surprised. This fellow Daoist Zheng's cultivation was already higher than his own. Could it be that he was about to break through the bottleneck and establish his foundation?

He felt a pang of sadness; he had struggled for many years in the Qi Refining stage, and had no hope of ever reaching the Foundation Establishment stage in this lifetime.

It should be understood that Foundation Establishment cultivators far surpass Qi Refining cultivators in both magical power and lifespan; one could even say that only after Foundation Establishment can one be considered a true cultivator.

Thinking of this, Chen Chui looked at Zheng Zhuang with envy in his eyes.

When Ye Chuxue saw that Zheng Zhuang didn't want anything, she became a little worried. What if he suddenly proposed to her?

Zheng Zhuang was stumped when he discovered that Ye Chuxue was not a fox demon. How was he supposed to explain this to Xiu'er?

For a moment, each of the three was lost in their own thoughts and fell into a silent understanding.