Palace Gate Trifle

Seeing the resentful look in the Humble Origins's eyes, Qin Yi wanted to pat him on the shoulder and say: I will take care of your wife and children, so don't worry.

But then he thought about whether his wife might be a 300-pound Miss Wang Family, so he swallowed his words and couldn't say anything more.

Of course, he couldn't possibly disregard the lives of those from Humble Origins, but at this juncture, saying such things would be more effective in protecting Humble Origins than demonstrating loyalty.

If it really comes down to demonstrating loyalty and righteousness, Humble Origins will definitely be used as a target, and they'll be tormented to the point of exhaustion.

She appears utterly heartless, yet nothing happens to her. Even Witch analyzes the pros and cons before killing; she's not insane. Why bother provoking a completely unrelated force?

On his way to the Imperial Palace, Qin Yi was still pondering.

Protecting the Great Qian Dragon Qi held absolutely no interest for him. If it weren't for his Senior Sister's mission, who would want to get involved in such trivial matters? Besides, his Senior Sister herself didn't take the mission too seriously, and the Great Qian hadn't given the Immortal Palace any benefits. It wouldn't be a problem if the mission wasn't completed. To put it bluntly, even if he used the roster to make a deal with Meng Qingying, it wouldn't be a big deal.

On the contrary, he and Liusu were more interested in the phenomenon of dragon energy taking form and wanted to find out the ins and outs. This was the main reason why he was so enthusiastic about investigating this matter, rather than for the sake of the Great Qian Dynasty.

Therefore, it's impossible to expect him to act like a loyal minister and filial son, presenting the list of names and offering earnest advice to the emperor upon meeting him; we have to assess the situation first.

First, it depends on whether the emperor is reasonable and agreeable. If he dares to act arrogantly towards him, Qin Yi is willing to immediately turn around and cooperate with Meng Qingying.

Qin Yi himself didn't realize that once he had this mindset, it was almost the same as Minghe's when she watched Southern Li from the sidelines. "Suspended in the air, indifferently watching you, what do worldly entanglements, the rise and fall of dynasties, have to do with me?"

To his surprise, he was stopped at the palace gate before he even saw the emperor.

"This young lad, who's not even as old as me, is the Immortal invited by the Imperial Preceptor?"

A young man in a yellow robe stood blocking the palace entrance, fanning himself with a folding fan. His bloated eyes, swollen from excessive drinking and womanizing, sized Qin Yi up and down. He sneered and then said to Lingxu, "Could it be that the Imperial Preceptor has been deceived...?"

Lingxu said calmly, "Cultivators never age, Crown Prince Highness, with your mortal eyes, would naturally not know this."

"How does the Imperial Preceptor know if he's an immortal who never ages or truly young?" the Crown Prince laughed. "As far as I know, this Qin Yi is the Nanli Kingdom Teacher. He's really seventeen or eighteen. He couldn't stay in Southern Li, so he's trying to deceive my Great Qian?"

Qin Yi smiled slightly, his gaze falling on the monk behind the Crown Prince.

This was a very imposing monk, with a face full of fat and a thick beard. His muscles were extremely hard, making it clear at a glance that he was a Martial Cultivation... His Martial Cultivation level was exactly the same as Qin Yi's, the sixth level of Yi Jin Jing, stuck at the stage of breaking through to the later stage.

Interestingly, he also cultivates Immortal Dao, just like Qin Yi, and is at the fourth level of the Qin Heart Realm.

The monk was also looking at him, his expression somewhat solemn.

Both sides were somewhat surprised by each other's cultivation level.

For Qin Yi, this was the first opponent he had encountered who was Dual Cultivation of Immortality and Martial Arts, and completely on his level. He was arguably the best person to test his combat skills, a more relevant benchmark than someone like Meng Qingying who cultivated purely the immortal Immortal Dao. He was even itching to fight this monk right now, completely ignoring what the Crown Prince was saying.

Lingxu continued arguing with the Crown Prince: "I am a certified Immortal, is the Crown Prince implying that your mortal eyes see things more clearly than mine?"

The Crown Prince chuckled and said, "This is common sense, not something based on fancy credentials. If I remember correctly, this Qin Yi hasn't stepped down as the Nanli Kingdom Teacher, so he's just an official from a vassal state. Why doesn't he bow to me?"

Lingxu's expression was grave. "Your Crown Prince, be careful what you say!"

He was extremely anxious. If he really angered the envoy from the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace and drove him away, then it would be all over!

Qin Yi finally shifted his gaze from the monk to the Crown Prince, and smiled slightly, "What the Crown Prince says is not wrong. I am still the Nanli Kingdom Teacher. However, the Crown Prince seems to have forgotten a very important issue... His Majesty has only recently pacified the Southern Border. This great undertaking of the Sage Emperor probably does not want to see anyone make the Southern Li envoy feel wronged."

The Crown Prince was taken aback, his eyes showing some surprise.

What's going on? How does this cultivator know about these political intrigues? Don't most people think that Southern Li should be currying favor with the suzerain state? How does he know that the suzerain state is actually making concessions to Southern Li?

"So..." Qin Yi leaned closer, smiling as he flicked a wisp of fluff off the Crown Prince's chest, "Your Crown Prince should reward me with some good things, otherwise it wouldn't look good if I complained to His Crown Prince about being bullied by you."

This is insane... The Crown Prince's entire face changed. You still claim to be a cultivator?! What kind of immortal is this shameless?

His cheeks twitched several times before he finally managed a smile that looked more like a grimace, "Um, I was just joking with the Imperial Preceptor, please don't take offense..."

At this moment, the monk spoke up, "Your Crown Prince, this humble monk is quite interested in the cultivation of immortals. I wonder if the Imperial Preceptor could spare some time to instruct me?"

The Crown Prince hurriedly replied, "To receive guidance from the teacher of the entire nation is truly your blessing..."

These words were clearly intended to solidify the "guidance," putting Qin Yi in a difficult position. Needless to say, this "guidance" was also meant to make Qin Yi suffer a major humiliation at the palace gates, so that a palace servant would inform the emperor, thus removing Qin Yi's standing in the emperor's eyes.

Even if the match ends in a stalemate, Qin Yi will have lost his position.

"Oh, please enlighten me." Qin Yi patted the monk's shoulder with a warm smile. "As the teacher of the nation, I don't usually give advice to just any Tom, Dick, or Harry. But for the sake of the Crown Prince... you should step back and stand by the door for now. I'll give you some pointers when I'm in a better mood after I've seen His Majesty."

The monk clenched his fist, which was as big as a sand bowl, and his face turned purple.

"Hey little minions, step aside." Qin Yi walked right past him. "What kind of important matter is this, meeting the Emperor? Why are you babbling on and on? These days, sons are so inconsiderate."

It was unclear who was being mocked, but the monk finally couldn't hold back any longer and blocked Qin Yi's path with his arm.

A gentle breeze swept by, and Qin Yi appeared several feet ahead.

Qin Yi created his own footwork, which was temporarily named "Wind Thunder Movement," and was heavily criticized by Liusu, but its nature was indeed very similar. The wind was like a gentle breeze when dodging, and like a raging storm when moving. The former was due to his personal temperament, and the latter was due to Liusu's explosive power technique. Combined with the violent and unrestrained power of his Martial Cultivation, which surged like thunder, the two combined became Wind and Thunder.

Before it can be combined with other properties, this criticized name will have to endure for a long time.

At this moment, a gentle breeze rustled the willows, and with a touch of Chess Game anticipation, the monk had already found an opening and reached the front before the monk even extended his arm.

Qin Yi took out the "Never-Emptying," tilted his head back, took a big gulp, laughed loudly, and left. "Monk, solve this problem first, and we'll discuss it later."

The monk, his arm veins bulging, barely suppressed the urge to give chase, when the Crown Prince cried out in agony, "Master, my nose..."

The monk turned his head and was dumbfounded.

The Crown Prince's once dashing nose has turned into a pig's nose.

"Let's solve a problem first..." When the monk went to look at Qin Yi again, he and Lingxu had already turned the corner of the palace gate and could no longer be seen.