A handsome, delicate-featured pretty boy. It might not have been the spitting image of King Mu of Zhou from the illustrated album, but it was certainly a one-to-one recreation.
Ji Ao stared fixedly at the figure ahead, his pupils contracting as his breathing involuntarily grew heavier. Ji Ao could never mistake that face. It had once entered Western Kunlun and drunk merrily with Queen Mother of the West.
"Drinking merrily together" was merely a tactful way of putting it. King Mu of Zhou had spent the night atop Kunlun, sharing dawn clouds and evening rain with Queen Mother of the West, entwined with her for days on end.
This romantic affair had been passed down through the Ji Imperial Clan generation after generation—not only because of its sensual allure, making people envy it beyond measure and wish they could take his place, but also because it involved a heaven-shaking secret.
Queen Mother of the West possessed an elixir of immortality!
Legend had it that whoever consumed this medicine could live forever without aging, soar upon rosy clouds, take their place among the immortals, cast off the suffering of reincarnation forever, and truly endure as long as heaven and earth.
But here was the problem: King Mu of Zhou was dead!
Just think—even King Mu of Zhou, who had shared fleshly intimacy with Queen Mother of the West, could not escape death. Who in this world could possibly be qualified to beg Queen Mother of the West for an elixir of immortality?
Therefore, the rumor that Queen Mother of the West possessed an elixir of immortality ought to have been false.
Eternal life was far too tempting. Though the successive emperors of the Ji Clan knew the hope was slim, they had still rushed forward one after another in search of