Nuwa Hall.
Lu Bei carried the Qiankun Bag against his chest, pushed open the hall doors, and hurried out.
"Your Majesty!"
The brothers Chao Tian and Chao Lei hurried to greet him. Lu Bei dispensed with the pleasantries and concisely ordered them to prepare his carriage back to the palace.
He had been delayed for a while after Zhao Gongming dragged him to the seaside to fish. Waiting for Qi Lijing to add to that delay by rambling on and on had cost him even more time. Now, returning to Chaoge City, he arrived just in time for dinner.
The Chao brothers received his order and mounted up, guarding him on either side.
"Big Brother, why is His Majesty wet?"
"Shut up. Don't say another word."
The brothers were astonished that there was no water in the palace, yet the king was drenched from head to toe. Though their discussion was quiet, Lu Bei heard every word loud and clear.
He had stayed overnight at Nuwa Palace and was covered in water—wet and salty. It was perfectly reasonable. What was so strange about that?
These two had dared to speak recklessly about their enlightened ruler. Once they returned, he would make things difficult for them.
After a long, dusty journey, Lu Bei returned to Chaoge City before nightfall. He bathed, changed clothes, casually ate dozens of imperial dishes, then took out the secret arts from the Qiankun Bag and began cultivating.
Qi Lijing had given him three things: the Jie Sect's secret arts, the Human Emperor's Daoist Canons, and an immortal pill.
The immortal pill was used to cleanse the marrow and purify the meridians. It could transform an ordinary mortal from the inside out. Once a golden pill entered the belly and the blood qi began circulating, the Power