Your Highness, Don't Be Impulsive

Qi Zixiao changed the subject. "Actually, my luck is terrible!"

Everyone: "Sorry???"

"I'm stating the facts! Sigh... The Merit Golden Ring belongs to my true self, after all; it isn't mine. Otherwise, what I just picked up should have been at least ten-thousand-year-old Dragon Beard Grass."

"Hmm..." She stroked her chin and pondered. "There should have been more than one stalk, right?"

Dan the Fatty: "o(╥﹏╥)o."

Divine Calculator: "(⊙o⊙)..."

Gou Sheng: "(3"∠)"

Lu Ming, Chen Cheng, and Zhou Yining: "(＃￣~￣＃)..."

"Listen to her! Is that even something a person would say?! Is that human speech?! If you weren't Her Highness the Saintess, we'd have beaten you up already!"

"That's just bullying!"

"What kind of thing is that to say? We're so envious of your luck that we could die from it. Our mouths are practically sour with envy, and then you come out with this?"

"We can't live anymore!"

...The Qian Yuan Immortal Dynasty was one of the three great Immortal Dynasties of the Eastern Wasteland's Cultivation World.

The Eastern Wasteland was vast beyond measure even by land area alone. Even after excluding those barren, uninhabited regions, it remained impossible to survey in its entirety.

The Purple Mansion Holy Land stood aloof from worldly affairs, and its territory was likewise enormous. Yet even so, it was still insignificant compared with the entire Eastern Wasteland.

The rest consisted of places where humans lived.

Countless villages, towns, sects, and Immortal Dynasties.

Immortal Dynasties and sects did not conflict. Sects could choose to rely on an Immortal Dynasty, or coexist peacefully with one. Put simply, it came down to choosing whose thigh to cling to.

Small sects could cling to the thigh of a large sect, or to that of an Immortal Dynasty.

Either way, it was more or less the same. In