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181: You are still young, anything is possible

“How strong does one need to be to be considered a strong person?” Xie Weilou asked.

The Xia Emperor gazed north, saying nothing more.

The higher one's cultivation, the more one understood the vastness of the world, which was why he was eager to enter the Divine Court.

As an Emperor, he ruled over countless people and vast territories, yet he still felt insignificant.

He never considered himself a qualified Emperor; he saw himself more as a cultivator, a cultivator pursuing the Great Dao.

“……” Xie Weilou looked north.

The Xia Emperor casually took out a small jade bottle and handed it to Xie Weilou: “You were born with crippled bones, and even the Sword Immortal tested you, saying it would be difficult for you to embark on the path of cultivation. However, there might be something that can help you. This is a small bottle of Phoenix Blood, which has the ability to be reborn from Nirvana. Perhaps it can turn your crippled bones into spirit bones. This is my reward to you.”

Without spirit bones, one was basically cut off from the Great Dao, unless spirit bones were transplanted. However, transplanted spirit bones would certainly not be smooth sailing, would have many side effects, and would have limited achievements.

If one possessed crippled bones, then let the crippled bones become spirit bones. Phoenix Blood could achieve Nirvana, and perhaps it would have a miraculous effect.

Of course, he wasn't entirely sure of the true situation.

Xie Weilou took the jade bottle: “Phoenix Blood?”

He wasn't too surprised. The Xia Emperor, having obtained Phoenix Blood, certainly wouldn't give it all away; he would definitely keep some.

The Xia Emperor smiled and said: “You, young man, are currently in the vortex of power. It's only right that you have some cultivation to protect yourself. If you possess spirit bones, you can walk the path of a cultivator.”

Xie Weilou bowed to the Xia Emperor: “Thank you, Your Majesty.”

An ordinary whetstone could only sharpen ordinary weapons, but not divine artifacts. Was this to make him, this whetstone, advance further?

The Xia Emperor smiled indifferently, and asked casually: “What do you think of Yan Ruyu?”

“Uh……” Xie Weilou's expression froze.

The Xia Emperor smiled and said: “If you have any ideas, I will fully support you. A young man should have lofty ambitions, not returning until he reaches the Ninth Heaven. You are still young, and anything is possible. This is the most fair gift Heaven gives to living beings!”

Xie Weilou's face fell: “No ideas……”

“Hahaha! Then you may leave.” The Xia Emperor couldn't help but laugh, waving his hand.

“This subject takes his leave.” Xie Weilou bowed and turned to leave.

The Xia Emperor looked into the distance and murmured: “Can that whetstone, Xie Cangxuan, sharpen you, this discarded blade?”

— — — — — —

Leaving the Imperial Garden, a palace maid walked over: “Young Lord, please wait!”

Xie Weilou looked at the palace maid in surprise: “Is something wrong?”

The palace maid softly said: “Young Lord, Her Majesty the Empress invites you for a cup of tea.”

“Uh…… Lead the way then.” Xie Weilou nodded gently.

“Please follow me.” The palace maid led Xie Weilou towards the Phoenix Luan Hall.

At Phoenix Luan Hall, “Your Majesty, Young Lord Xie has arrived.” The palace maid bowed to Dugu Buzheng.

“Greetings, Your Majesty.” Xie Weilou bowed to Dugu Buzheng. At this moment, Dugu Buzheng was sitting in front, slowly preparing scented tea.

Dugu Buzheng slowly spoke: “Young Lord, please sit down first! Wait a moment, brewing this tea is like being a person; it requires sincerity to brew excellent tea, and of course, it also tests the quality of the tea.”

“Understood.” Xie Weilou sat down to the side. There was a strong scent of incense in the hall.

Half an incense stick later, Xie Weilou was yawning continuously, slowly closing his eyes and taking a short nap.

“……” Dugu Buzheng glanced at Xie Weilou, her brows slightly furrowed.

Seeing Xie Weilou like this, she instinctively thought of Yan Junlin; both of them were of the same temperament, impatient and lazy by nature. No wonder they could call each other brothers.

Another half an incense stick passed before the scented tea was finally ready.

Dugu Buzheng poured two cups and looked at the palace maid.

The palace maid said to Xie Weilou: “Young Lord, the tea is ready.”

Xie Weilou still had his eyes closed.

The palace maid reached out and gently nudged Xie Weilou.

Xie Weilou immediately opened his eyes and bowed to the palace maid: “Greetings, Your Majesty.”

“……” The palace maid skillfully avoided the bow. She couldn't accept being called 'Your Majesty', otherwise, she would be beheaded!

Dugu Buzheng said indifferently: “The tea is ready. Young Lord, please taste it.”

A maid stepped forward and brought the tea to Xie Weilou.

Xie Weilou took the tea, took a sip, and gave a thumbs up: “Delicious!”

Dugu Buzheng said calmly: “Just delicious?”

“And a little bitter,” Xie Weilou said seriously.

“……” Dugu Buzheng raised an eyebrow. Why did it feel like she was playing a lute to a cow? This tea of hers was spirit tea, yet he only said it was delicious and added the word 'bitter'?

Her invitation to Xie Weilou was to test the young man's situation. Now, seeing him, she suddenly regretted it, having wasted her spirit tea in vain.

Xie Weilou looked at Dugu Buzheng in confusion: “Did this subject say something wrong?”

Dugu Buzheng did not answer the question, but instead said: “What do you think of my son, Yan Junlin?”

Xie Weilou's eyes lit up, and he immediately said: “The First Prince is a good person! Sincere, dependable, good to his friends, and will go through fire and water for his brothers. He is a good person.”

After hearing this, Dugu Buzheng instinctively covered her forehead. As a member of the imperial family, these words were clearly not good words to describe him.

That 'account' of Yan Junlin was truly ruined by her!

Dugu Buzheng waved her hand: “Continue drinking tea! After you finish this cup, you can go back.”

“Oh.” Xie Weilou continued drinking tea.

After one cup of tea, he stood up and bowed: “This subject takes his leave.”

“Mhm!” Dugu Buzheng nodded gently, signaling the palace maid to escort Xie Weilou away.

After Xie Weilou left, Xu-嬷嬷 walked out from the side.

Dugu Buzheng asked: “What do you think of him?”

Xu-嬷嬷 shook her head: “This old woman just secretly investigated him; he has crippled bones, a useless person!”

Dugu Buzheng then said: “Then what do you think of Yan Junlin?”

Xu-嬷嬷 said: “The First Prince… has good talent, but he cannot keep secrets. If he doesn't learn to be discreet, he will not achieve great things.”

Dugu Buzheng stared at Xu-嬷嬷: “Ten years ago, Junlin saved you when you were injured. You owe him a life, which is why you are willing to stay by my side. Do you truly believe he cannot achieve great things?”

Xu-嬷嬷 shook her head: “No one can say for sure about the future. If a hidden dragon is in the abyss, when the wind and clouds gather, it can soar through the Nine Heavens!”

She understood the meaning of this sentence, but the Empress had a prejudice against Yan Junlin, so she would certainly find it difficult to understand.

“Perhaps.” Dugu Buzheng sighed softly.

Leaving the palace, Xie Weilou happened to meet Lord State Uncle Xue.

“Imperial Uncle, do you understand what happened today?” Xie Weilou stepped forward and asked.

Lord State Uncle Xue was silent for a second: “Whether I understand or not, I will ponder it myself. However, Young Lord, you did kill two of my sons… If you have time, come to my residence to apologize, and I will prepare a cup of scented tea.”

Xie Weilou shook his head: “I'm afraid not! The people behind us are different. If we get too close, someone will be displeased.”

Lord State Uncle Xue sneered: “The struggle for power is unpredictable. The victor is king, the loser is a bandit. Until the last moment, I can make my moves freely. How can Young Lord know that our paths are not different?”

Xie Weilou bowed: “Thank you for your guidance, Imperial Uncle!”

“……” Lord State Uncle Xue said nothing more and left directly.

Xie Weilou looked at Lord State Uncle Xue's retreating figure and smiled playfully. From beginning to end, their paths were different.

Lord State Uncle Xue's vision was too narrow; his so-called 'free moves' were also the words of an ignorant person……

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