"What?"
Xia Qianlin looked bewildered. Back then, little sister Wanwan had also touched his forehead and said some baffling things.
"It's nothing, Your Majesty. As the saying goes, Heavenly Secrets must not be revealed. The little Crown Prince has an excellent foundation for cultivation, so evil spirits cling to him, hoping to kill him."
"After all, if the Crown Prince truly becomes powerful through cultivation, evil spirits will be the first things he deals with."
"If you want him to enjoy lifelong peace, you must send him to cultivate magic arts."
As for how many years he would need to cultivate, Yuanbao had no idea.
He only knew that anyone acknowledged as master by a spirit pearl must be a chosen one whose aura aligned exceptionally well with the pearl's five elements.
Chosen ones appeared to preserve balance in the mortal world.
To suppress certain baleful auras that should never have existed.
Especially that particular lord of baleful aura-Jiyan.
"In that case, why not let Lin'er become your disciple and learn magic arts from you?" The Empress, too, ached for her child.
Despite his tender age, Xia Qianlin had been named heir apparent. Besides studying and practicing martial arts every day, he also had to learn riding, archery, and the arts of imperial rule.
If cultivating magic arts were added to all that, how exhausted would he be?
Yet without cultivating, the child would not be able to protect himself.
The thought weighed heavily on the Empress's heart.
Yuanbao shook his head. "I'm a cat. Cats cultivate differently from humans, Your Majesty. You can seek out Daoist Qianyun."
At present, Daoist Qianyun was second only to Xia Wanwan.
The little one was only two. He could not expose her abilities and bring trouble down on her.
The Empress had an