Revenue Taxes, Imperial Authorization, the Imperial Dragon Tally-Xu Qingxiao Was About to Stir Up Trouble Again!

Shouren Academy.

Chen Xinghe had been waiting at the entrance, looking rather anxious.

Only when Xu Qingxiao returned did Chen Xinghe breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, Her Majesty had summoned Xu Qingxiao into the palace without explanation. Heaven knew what it was about. Now that he had returned safe and sound, Chen Xinghe could finally relax.

"Senior brother, it's so late. Why haven't you gone to bed?"

Xu Qingxiao approached with a few things in hand: rare fruits Her Majesty had bestowed on him.

"Junior brother, what did Her Majesty want with you?"

Chen Xinghe asked.

"Nothing much. She just invited me to listen to some music."

Xu Qingxiao spoke casually. He already understood Her Majesty's intentions and had no grand plans in response. He would handle his own affairs first. Everything else could wait.

"Listen to music?"

Chen Xinghe frowned slightly. Why would she suddenly invite Xu Qingxiao over to listen to music?

But he did not ask further. Since Xu Qingxiao had returned, there was nothing more to say.

"All right, then. I'll go get some rest."

Chen Xinghe spoke, and Xu Qingxiao nodded.

Later, three quarters into Yin Hour.

Xu Qingxiao sat alone in the pavilion and began circulating his qi.

He cycled the Golden Crow Body Tempering Art three times. Instantly, the blood and qi within him boiled, and his great sun sacred body drew closer to perfection.

Faint rumbling even sounded within his body.

Then Xu Qingxiao began circulating the Lunar Qi Condensation Art.

His qi transformed into flood dragons and entered his body. Xu Qingxiao had already condensed two lunar qi veins. He only needed to condense a third flood dragon qi vein to reach the peak of the ninth rank.

Then, in one sustained push, he could enter the eighth rank.