170: My disciple knows the right way best.

The next day, at the first light of dawn, golden specks of sunlight filtered through the intricately carved window lattice, scattering across the luxurious bedchamber.

Qin Wushang slowly woke up, a faint, cool, and lingering fragrance still remaining in the crook of his arm.

He turned his head and saw Chu Yuehua already standing before the dragon-patterned spirit mirror, draping the final intricate and majestic twelve-patterned imperial robe over herself.

The morning light outlined her perfect silhouette, cold, stunningly beautiful, and exuding an inviolable imperial majesty.

Seeing this, a lazy yet smug, wicked smile curled the corners of Qin Wushang's mouth.

He propped up half his body, his black hair disheveled, wearing not a stitch of clothing, revealing his sturdy chest.

With a voice slightly raspy from just waking up, he teased, "Your Majesty, last night... was this servant's service satisfactory?"

Chu Yuehua glanced at him indifferently from the mirror, her gaze calm and unruffled, as if everything from last night was nothing more than a fleeting dream.

She uttered three words flatly: "So-so, just about that."

"So-so?" Qin Wushang raised an eyebrow.

As a man, he could not accept such words.

His smile deepened, his gaze lingering on the slender waistline outlined by the imperial robe.

"That won't do, this servant's heart feels unsettled."

"How about... while the hour is still early, let this servant serve you wholeheartedly once more, ensuring Your Majesty experiences what it means to be truly pleased?"

As he spoke, he deliberately lifted the brocade quilt, looking like a scoundrel ready to exhaust himself in service at any moment.

Chu Yuehua's fingers, while adjusting her collar, paused almost imperceptibly, and a faint flush swept across her earlobes.

She turned around, her phoenix eyes filled with authority as she glared at him.

"Get out! Put away your devious thoughts, get up quickly; today is the grand competition, do not miss the time."

"grand competition? So soon?" Qin Wushang asked in surprise, "Didn't I hear that there was supposed to be some Dragon Vein Baptism to solidify the Foundation before fighting?"

"Why is it starting directly?"

Chu Yuehua frowned, "The rules have always been that the Dragon Vein Baptism is conducted according to the rankings after the grand competition."

"Could it be that you didn't even read the rules for the grand competition?"

Qin Wushang spread his hands righteously and shook his head, "I didn't read them."

"So many words, just looking at them gives me a headache."

"With that time, it's better to sleep more, or think about how to serve Your Majesty better."

He deliberately enunciated the two words 'serve' with ambiguity.

"You..." Chu Yuehua was left speechless for a moment by his laziness.

She took a deep breath, assuming the posture of a Revered Master, and reprimanded him, "Qin Wushang! One must not be so slack!"

"And one must not be arrogant and conceited because of minor achievements, showing no regard for the rules! Details often determine success or failure!"

"If you don't even know the rules, and someone uses the rules to plot against you, what will you do then?"

"Oh, alright, alright! It's just a matter of one punch."

Qin Wushang waved his hand perfunctorily, then immediately put on that grinning, shameless face again.

"But why remember the rules so clearly?"

"Anyway, this disciple has to report to Your Majesty every morning and evening, reporting on work personally!"

"If there's anything I don't understand, can't I just ask Your Majesty? Your Majesty is this disciple's most authoritative rule manual!"

What he said practically treated the dignified Empress as a tool person available for consultation at any time.

Chu Yuehua was choked with anger, her jade hands slightly clenched in her sleeves, "Get out! Do you think this Empress is your servant or housekeeper?"

"And must explain everything clearly to you?"

"It could be!" Qin Wushang's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered some new way to play, and he suggested excitedly, "Next time we can play something different!"

"For example... pretend Your Majesty is a pitiful and helpless little palace maid, and this disciple is an overbearing and tyrannical evil young Revered Master, and then..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the temperature in the bedchamber plummeted, as if everything had been frozen.

Chu Yuehua's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, staring at him, "Rebellious Disciple, I see your skin is itching; you want to commit treason and taste the flavor of rebellion!"

Qin Wushang instantly chickened out!

He rolled off the dragon bed, not even caring that he wasn't wearing clothes, and scrambled to Chu Yuehua's feet in two or three steps, grabbing her pearl-encrusted dragon boots.

He lifted his face, his expression switching to one of pure sycophancy.

"I dare not, I dare not! Your Majesty, spare me! This servant's loyalty to Your Majesty is as clear as the sun and moon, and can be testified by heaven and earth!"

"Even if you gave this servant ten thousand guts, I wouldn't dare to rebel! This servant was just... just foul-mouthed, joking with Your Majesty to lighten the mood!"

"Your Majesty, you are stunningly beautiful and rule the world with majesty; how could you be a palace maid? You must be the only, supreme Empress in this servant's heart forever!"

As he spoke, he rubbed his face against the cold surface of the boots, his movements smooth and natural, without any psychological burden, perfectly embodying the words "shameless."

"However, the plot of assassinating the Empress... this servant thinks it's quite exciting!" He added another sentence.

Chu Yuehua was both angry and amused by his bottomless remarks, and the slight anger in her heart dissipated for the most part.

She tried to pull her foot back, only to find that this shameless Rebellious Disciple was holding it quite tightly.

"Alright, alright, enough of that!"

She kicked his shoulder lightly with her other foot in disgust and scolded, "Get up quickly and get dressed! Look at what you look like!"

"That thing looks disgusting!"

Qin Wushang finally let go, sat on the floor, and looked up at Chu Yuehua with resentful eyes.

"Your Majesty, aren't you too heartless?"

"Last night you were... still enjoying it, praising this servant for being brave and battle-hardened, and this morning you turned your back on me, even calling this servant disgusting..."

"Sigh!"

"Truly, the imperial heart is unfathomable, discarded after use... The imperial family is the most heartless!"

"Poor this disciple, my sincere heart fed to the dogs!"

"You...!"

Chu Yuehua was so angry at his shameless words that her cheeks flushed, and she raised her hand to slap him, but stopped mid-air, forcing herself to endure it.

Reasoning with this Rebellious Disciple would only lead to being dragged into the gutter by him!

She gritted her teeth and squeezed out two words from between them: "Get! Up!"

"Revered Master has commanded, this disciple obeys!"

Qin Wushang then slowly climbed up, and with a thought, his white robe fell onto his body.

He looked at his own incredibly handsome reflection in the spirit mirror, muttering to himself.

"The job of serving people is not easy to do; physically and mentally exhausted, and still can't get a good look..."

Chu Yuehua couldn't be bothered to pay attention to his nonsense anymore, walked to the side, and her tone returned to its usual coldness.

"Remember, your Ancient Desolate Tower, unless absolutely necessary, must never be used easily."

"Its origin is special; once fully activated, it may attract some unnecessary attention."

The Ancient Desolate Tower is different from the savage god emperor armor!

The Ancient Desolate Tower belongs to the Qin Family; as a descendant of the Great Emperor, Qin Wushang can activate it with his Bloodline Power.

If he were to use it, it would surely be earth-shattering.

"I shouldn't need to use it!" Qin Wushang tied his belt and replied casually.

Chu Yuehua turned around, her gaze falling on him with a hint of scrutiny, "Without using the Ancient Desolate Tower, the savage god emperor armor is also in silence and cultivation."

"This grand competition has gathered the top Geniuses truly hidden by various Noble Families, not comparable to those Prodigies who entered the Cang Realm."

"How much confidence do you have in taking the championship?"

Qin Wushang was fully dressed, flexed his wrists, and the corners of his mouth curled into an arc of confidence bordering on arrogance.

"There shouldn't be any problem."

"Although I am still in the Divine Fire Realm, I can guide the dao seed into my body at any time to break through to the Peak of the True God, and even breaking through to the Heavenly God Realm is not difficult."

"Within the same realm..." He paused, a trace of disdain flashing in his double pupils, "I am invincible."

"dao seed..." Chu Yuehua's eyes darkened slightly, and she said in a deep voice, "The immortal grade dao seed is already rare in the world, enough to lay an supreme Foundation."

"You do not need to force yourself onto that legendary path of Using the Body as a Seed; that path is too bitter, too dangerous, and those who have attempted it since ancient times have all ended in sorrow, or even died with their Dao dissipated."

"I have to try, don't I?" Qin Wushang smiled, but his eyes were exceptionally firm, "If I don't try, how will I know it won't work? What if I succeed?"

Soon! After today, he could obtain the quota for the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm, receive the reward of Using the Body as a Seed, break through to True God, or even Heavenly God.

Chu Yuehua knew she couldn't persuade him, so she could only say, "If it cannot be done, then follow the trend and Breakthrough; there is no need to force it."

"In any case, try your best to take first place."

"The three hundred quotas for the Ancient Desolate Secret Realm rewarded to the first place are crucial."

"Ancient Desolate Secret Realm? Can only we enter?" Qin Wushang asked curiously.

"Naturally not." Chu Yuehua shook her head and explained, "The Ancient Desolate Secret Realm is a relic from ancient times, and the Five Domains and Two Heavens jointly control part of the entrance."

"The total number of quotas allocated to our Great Chu is no more than one thousand; distributed among many Noble Families, each family gets very few."

"And the winner of this grand competition alone takes three hundred, with second and third place decreasing accordingly."

"You can dispose of these three hundred quotas yourself, either by gifting or trading... however," she changed the subject, looking at Qin Wushang, "you must leave two hundred for this Empress."

"Two hundred?" Qin Wushang immediately bristled, clutching his chest exaggeratedly, looking heartbroken as if he were having his flesh cut.

"Your Majesty! You are too ruthless!"

"So, this disciple works hard to take first place, earns three hundred quotas, and you demand two hundred just like that?"

"Even landlords don't collect rent like this!"

"That's not good, right?"

"This disciple didn't even stay in the Dragon Palace last night; your rent is too expensive, it's unreasonable, not reasonable at all."

"Rebellious Disciple!" Chu Yuehua heard this, her face flushed slightly, and her phoenix eyes glared.

"You are alone, with no forces under your command; what use do you have for so many quotas?"

"Leaving one hundred for you to dispose of at will is already a generous gift; the remaining two hundred, this Empress has her own arrangements."

Qin Wushang's eyes rolled, and that calculating, rogue-like smile appeared on his face again, "Fine, fine, since Your Majesty has spoken, how could this disciple dare not obey."

"However... there must be conditions."

"What conditions?" Chu Yuehua glanced at him vigilantly, always feeling that this guy wouldn't come up with anything good.

Qin Wushang leaned closer, smiling like a fox.

"Your Majesty! Next time I want to..."

"orz-7!"

"or ƶ 7!"

Chu Yuehua looked at his handsome face close at hand and the cunning light flickering in his eyes; hearing such words, she couldn't help but blush.

Her first reaction was, "Impossible! Don't even think about it, this, this, get out!"

Qin Wushang heard this and didn't get angry, just said lightly, "Then this disciple can only take it easy and just fight to the top 8!"

"You, you... This Empress will consider it!" Chu Yuehua stomped her feet in anger, but she still compromised?

"Your Majesty, rest assured, this disciple knows his limits best!"

Qin Wushang patted his chest in assurance, but that smile looked unbelievable no matter how you looked at it.