To earn the title of Immortal Minister, one only needed to be young enough.
But to be called the foremost Immortal Minister, age alone was not enough. Talent, strength, and even beauty were indispensable.
Young True Immortals and Heavenly Immortals could all be called Immortal Ministers. For An Ke'er to be called the foremost among them, she had to be a Heavenly Immortal—and one of the very strongest.
No one would have been surprised if she could even fight an Immortal King above her level.
With such terrifying strength, how could the most ordinary private room Lin Qing and the others occupied possibly block her senses?
So the moment Lin Qing asked who An Ke'er was, she looked his way.
The men were pouring out declarations of love, and the women gazed at her with admiration. Lin Qing alone was asking who she was. How could that not catch her attention?
When Lin Qing realized she was looking at him, he instinctively averted his gaze. An Ke'er raised an eyebrow. He can see me?
If Lin Qing had known what she was thinking, he might have snorted in disdain. He had seen not just An Ke'er, but straight through to her bones.
There was little to say about her looks. The public had sharp eyes: An Ke'er was naturally as beautiful as an immortal, with a pure, striking elegance untouched by the mortal world. Her looks had not held her back from being named the foremost Immortal Minister; if anything, they had helped.
What mattered was her skeleton. Her bones looked no different from anyone else's on the outside, but inside they held layer upon layer of nested structures, with fine flecks of Starlight sealed between them.
This was undoubtedly a special constitution.
Special constitutions were exceedingly rare. Even those