My low-key cultivation of immortality was discovered by the emperor in my diary.

Xinghualou (Apricot Blossom Pavilion)

Chu Lengyu withdrew her gaze and sneered, "So you're a remnant of the Qin Prince's mansion."

The Prefect of the Capital was already unsettled by the previous events, and now he was trembling with fear, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

He immediately bowed deeply, utterly terrified: "Your Excellency, please understand that the Qin Prince's family has been sentenced to exile in the Northwest. It seems there was some oversight failure somewhere, leading to a lapse in supervision. I will certainly petition His Majesty to thoroughly investigate this matter and show no leniency!"

It was one thing for someone to escape from the Qin Prince's mansion, but the fact that so many assassins were still hiding in the shadows and could be used by them almost led to a major disaster.

The Prefect of the Capital kept wiping away his sweat, secretly relieved that he had been working overtime to handle state affairs, and that the case had already been closed and handed over, and that he had nothing to do with it.

Everyone was astonished by Chu Lengyu's methods.

The scene from just now seemed so vivid in their minds, making their hearts pound for a long time.

Yue Mu was the most direct, asking in astonishment, "What... what kind of method is this?!"

Previously, it could conjure objects out of thin air and kill enemies with a single word; it could also extract souls and refine spirits to command vengeful ghosts; and it could even conjure such terrifying sword light, enough to split mountains and shatter rocks.

All of this was beyond his comprehension.

He suddenly began to waver, recalling the rumors he had previously dismissed as nonsense.

Is it really possible for someone in this world to single-handedly annihilate the army of a nation, enter and leave the capital as if it were empty, and take the head of the king?!

Chu Lengyu remained calm and replied, "I am a cultivator; these methods are insignificant to me."

"Cultivators?" all the envoys exclaimed in unison in surprise.

"That's right, cultivating immortality, the kind of immortality you can imagine."

She tilted her head slightly, looking towards the horizon. The wind ruffled the hem of her dress, making her appear ethereal and otherworldly.

"Flying through the sky and escaping into the earth, moving mountains and filling seas. Transcending the Three Realms and not being bound by the Five Elements."

She said something else, as if talking to herself, or perhaps sighing.

The envoys were all shocked upon hearing this.

Among them were many learned and talented individuals who had extensive knowledge of ancient books and classics, but none of them ever truly believed in the concept of cultivating immortality.

Having witnessed Chu Lengyu's miraculous abilities firsthand, they couldn't help but be captivated, and some even began to yearn for the legendary immortal realm.

Rainbows are my garments, the wind my steed; the cloud lords descend in droves. (Note)

A storm raged in Yue Mu's heart.

He looked at Chu Lengyu, his calm and serene eyes seeming as if they were born to be questioned.

Yes, she looks like a fairy descended from heaven.

He couldn't help but begin to waver and doubt his previous understanding of the world.

Yue Mu recalled the celestial gods that existed in the legends of the Great Qian and the Rong tribes.

Could it be that the gods, who were passed down through generations and depicted in ancient murals, were not merely the fantasies of our ancestors?

Did those immortals recorded in ancient books and regarded as myths and legends really walk on this land?

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and he was the first to raise a question: "Cultivators? That's far too absurd. Are you trying to make fun of us?"

Upon hearing this, the envoy from Nanli nodded quietly behind his back. How could such a mysterious and mysterious matter be believed so easily?

The other envoys also showed expressions of doubt and wariness upon hearing this.

Green Bamboo, however, was displeased with this and frowned, saying, "What good would it do you to lie to me? Cultivators truly exist in this world, you just don't know it."

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Note: This is from Li Bai's "Dreaming of Visiting Mount Tianmu".

After reading many, I still think this sentence is the most suitable.