infodatos Chapter 32 A chill ran down my spine
Chapter 32 A chill ran down my spine
Wang Dao stared intently at Ji Mingyue, his eyes seemingly filled with the words, "Where is my darling?"
Ji Mingyue felt somewhat helpless under his gaze. She glanced at him lightly, her eyes sparkling with charm and brilliance, yet also carrying a hint of reproach.
She naturally understood what this guy was thinking; wasn't he just waiting for her to bring out the Emperor's reward?
Ji Mingyue felt a surge of resentment.
She, such a delicate and beautiful woman, with unparalleled beauty and charm, was standing right in front of him. Was this guy, Wang Dao, a blockhead?
Is he really indifferent to her beauty, with his heart and eyes only focused on material possessions?
Although she felt helpless, Ji Mingyue was by no means a petty person.
Last time, her father bestowed upon her a treasure and a thousand-year-old blood ginseng. This time, she must bring something that is no less impressive than last time, otherwise it would make her, as the eldest princess, seem unrespectable.
With a gentle wave of her hand, a glint of light appeared in her palm, and a jade box carved with dragon patterns materialized out of thin air.
The jade box was opened, and seven pills, each about the size of a thumb, were found lying quietly inside. They were blood-red and exuded a strong aura of blood and medicine. Dragon-shaped phantoms were faintly visible on the surface of the pills.
Immediately afterwards, another stream of light flew out, transforming into a set of silver-white armor. The armor was covered with water-like patterns, thin yet tough, as if it could merge into the void.
"This is the Dragon Blood Body Tempering Pill specially made for you by your father. There are seven pills in one bottle. It is a great medicine for tempering the body."
Ji Mingyue's voice was cold and clear. She lightly tapped the jade box with her fingertips, and the pills automatically flew towards Wang Dao.
Then, the radiant armor floated in front of Wang Dao.
Wang Dao's eyes shone brightly. Although he didn't know the exact value of these items, he knew they were extraordinary based solely on the astonishing blood energy emanating from the pills and the flowing spiritual energy of the armor.
He unceremoniously pocketed the medicine bottle and the armor, his undisguised excitement making Ji Mingyue's already dark complexion deepen.
This guy really values these junk pieces more than she, a living person,!
Ji Mingyue inwardly curled her lip.
That's how women are. If Wang Dao acts like a groveling, sycophantic lapdog, she might not even look at him, let alone have any interest in him.
But his money-grubbing, shrewish, and utterly clueless behavior really annoyed her.
"This bottle of Dragon Blood Body-Tyrant Pills contains seven pills, each containing the power of dragon blood. It should be enough to push the Seventh Young Master's cultivation to the Thunder Furnace Realm."
Ji Mingyue pursed her lips, her tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible sourness, before pointing to the set of shimmering armor.
"This Radiant Armor is made of a blend of deep-sea black silver and celestial silkworm silk, infused with radiant array patterns. It is a remarkable treasure that can withstand a full-force attack from a Nascent Soul cultivator, and even a Golden Core cultivator would find it difficult to break through."
As she said this, a faint blush appeared on Ji Mingyue's beautiful face. The blush was quickly concealed by her strong composure, almost like an illusion.
Wang Dao was currently immersed in the joy of his imminent breakthrough to the Thunder Furnace Realm, completely unaware of the fleeting red glow.
He felt that every word Ji Mingyue spoke was filled with beautiful notes, it was simply heavenly music.
When Wang Dao came to his senses, his once dark and deep eyes now seemed to be ignited with two raging flames, an undisguised fervor.
He stared at Ji Mingyue as if she were a moving, human-shaped mountain of gold, his gaze so intense it was almost unsettling.
"Your Highness, you're being too polite."
Wang Dao rubbed his hands together, his face plastered with his signature smug smile, and leaned forward slightly, looking as if he couldn't wait to become sworn brothers with Ji Mingyue on the spot.
"The gates of the Prince of Zhenbei's mansion will always be open for you! Even if the threshold is worn down, I will have someone repair it overnight."
"Look at our Hidden Dragon Pavilion, the scenery is exceptionally beautiful, but it's just a bit lacking in visitors. If you had some free time, you could come and sit here more often, and all the rare and beautiful flowers and herbs in the garden would bloom even more profusely for you!"
The subtext of his words couldn't be clearer—you can come visit often, but don't come empty-handed. If you bring something of this caliber every time, you're practically my sister.
Ji Mingyue felt extremely uncomfortable under his gaze, which seemed to want to devour her whole and turn her into Originium.
She had initially maintained her composure by straightening her proud figure, thinking that since this young man had received such a valuable treasure, he should at least show some admiration for her beauty, or perhaps awe for the Emperor's boundless grace.
But this guy only has eyes for pills and precious armor!
"shallow!"
Ji Mingyue was indignant and gave him a disapproving look.
That one glance, shimmering with light and full of charm, was like a tiny hook gently scratching at the tip of one's heart.
It's a pity it was shown to a blind man.
She was the eldest princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty, with unparalleled beauty and extraordinary talent. The number of suitors who came to pursue her could stretch from the palace to the shores of the East China Sea.
Normally, every man who saw her was extremely respectful, not even daring to breathe loudly, only daring to steal glances at her out of the corner of their eye.
Ironically, in the face of this supreme power, she felt that her pride and joy were less attractive than those few broken pills.
"What a blockhead!"
Ji Mingyue sighed helplessly, feeling a sense of frustration that made her grit her teeth.
In fact, Wang Dao knew perfectly well what was going on; he wasn't truly blind, and Ji Mingyue was naturally overjoyed.
The graceful curves outlined by that moonlit white gown, and the aloof and noble yet alluring temperament, would have made her an absolute scourge to the nation in her past life.
But the question is, can being beautiful put food on the table? Can beauty protect you from the deadly blows of those old monsters?
In this martial arts world where human life is as cheap as grass, one's life comes first.
Although he has now tempered his entire skeleton into golden bones and stepped into the perfect Dragon Spine Realm, and is even just one step away from breaking into the Thunder Furnace Realm, this strength is still not enough in front of true powerhouses.
In the perilous Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, and in the turbulent Great Zhou Dynasty, the only way forward is to increase one's strength.
Everything else, please wait a little longer!
Seeing Wang Dao's nonchalant attitude of "Although you are beautiful, I love money more," Ji Mingyue had no temper left.
She tidied her wind-blown temples, then suddenly turned around, her beautiful eyes staring directly at Wang Dao, her tone carrying a hint of amusement, yet also a hint of serious inquiry.
"Seventh Young Master, now that you've taken my things, it's time to tell the truth."
Ji Mingyue took a half step forward, and a faint fragrance wafted into Wang Dao's nostrils.
"What exactly is your opinion of me?"
Wang Dao grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth. His eyes instantly became incredibly sincere and filled with aggression, as if his gaze could penetrate Ji Mingyue's palace attire.
"Since Your Highness has asked, then I will humbly speak frankly."
He gave a thumbs-up, praising in an exaggerated and unrestrained tone, "Your Highness is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life!"
"Her eyebrows are like distant mountains shrouded in mist, like autumn waters rippling across the surface; one glance is enough to captivate. Her figure is so perfect, neither too plump nor too thin, she is simply God's most flawless masterpiece!"
"Especially Your Highness's demeanor—noble and elegant yet carrying a domineering air that looks down upon all living beings—if I weren't ashamed of my own inferiority, I would gladly go to the Emperor right now and beg for a royal decree to grant us marriage!"
"Peerless in beauty and grace, unparalleled in the world! No one but His Highness can bear these eight words!"
If these words were spoken by a refined scholar, he would surely be criticized as a frivolous and dissolute young man.
But coming from Wang Dao's straightforward mouth, although it sounded a bit shameless and even offensive, Ji Mingyue inexplicably found it very pleasing.
Upon hearing Wang Dao's words about bestowing a marriage, Ji Mingyue was stunned for a moment, then the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and that smile was like ice and snow melting and a hundred flowers blooming.
"Glib talker." Ji Mingyue snorted lightly, but she wasn't really angry. She couldn't hide the smile in her eyes. "Alright, now that the things have been delivered, I won't stay any longer."
"For the next few days, I will be staying at Tingfeng Pavilion in the west wing of the Prince's Mansion. If you have any questions about cultivation, or... change your mind and want to go to the Immortal Sect, you may come to find me at any time."
After saying that, she turned around, her moon-white skirt tracing a graceful arc in the air, leaving Wang Dao with an unparalleled and elegant silhouette.
Wang Dao smiled and cupped his hands in farewell, saying, "Respectfully seeing off Your Highness! Take care, Your Highness! Come again soon!"
However, just as Ji Mingyue's figure was about to disappear at the end of the corridor, a beautiful voice rang out deep in Wang Dao's mind.
"Could it be...?"
As Wang Dao watched Ji Mingyue's departing figure, a chill ran down his spine and up to the top of his head, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His clothes were instantly soaked with cold sweat.