"Will a single teardrop's worth be enough? Isn't that too little?"
Wang Xian'er did not say she could not do it. She only asked Su Yuan whether it would be enough.
"It's enough. It's just for a rainy day, so I don't need much." Su Yuan shook his head.
Unless someone converted vitality directly into Soul Power to improve their cultivation and Life Origin, as Wang Xian'er did, Gold of Life actually lasted a long time.
Nor was Su Yuan taking this drop of Gold of Life to save his own life. Without Wang Xian'er present, he would have no way to use it even if he had it.
So this was bait.
Even though he had already prepared himself not to snatch Electrolux away first, Su Yuan still had no intention of watching Huo Yuhao receive the help of this old mentor riding along with him.
His lack of need for Electrolux's help did not mean the necromancer's legacy lacked power. Used properly, necromancy alone could probably pave a path to godhood.
Giving such an opportunity to Huo Yuhao would be far too wasteful. He had no idea how to use it, so the junior had better hand over the opportunity and leave it to someone with a stronger destined affinity.
If nothing else worked, even Wang Xian'er was quite well suited to necromancy.
Since Electrolux could turn from light to darkness, who said Wang Xian'er could not turn from life to death?
Still, this matter required careful long-term planning.
He did not even know whether he could intercept Electrolux, nor whether Wang Xian'er would be willing to take this path. Every hypothetical depended on securing Electrolux first.
And this drop of Gold of Life was the bait Su Yuan would use to fish for him.
Naturally, it would be best if he took the bait, but there would be no loss if he did not.
Either way, it was merely a spare move on the board.
Wang Xian'er worked quickly, too. She separated out the Gold of Life that very evening, and by the time it reached Su Yuan's hands, it was a bead exactly the size of a mung bean.
The next day.
Su Yuan again spent half the day at Wang Xian'er's residence, reading books and drinking tea.
Only when the sun sank toward the west did he bathe and change with the maids' assistance. Dressed in an ornate blue-and-gold robe, he left the residence with Wang Xian'er to attend the banquet at the imperial retreat outside Star Luo City.
Along the way, besides the carriage carrying Su Yuan and Wang Xian'er, many other carriages were also heading toward the imperial retreat.
They belonged to nobles or powerful individuals in Star Luo City who had received invitations.
Without exception, when they saw the Healing Angel emblem on the carriage from Wang Xian'er's residence, they chose to yield and move aside.
Su Yuan was not surprised by this.
With Wang Xian'er's current cultivation and prestige, who in all of Star Luo City would dare refuse to show her respect?
If a carriage really dared come over and ram his, Su Yuan would have to give its occupant a thumbs-up for their courage.
Not long after leaving Star Luo City, the carriage turned onto another, smoother road. The surrounding plants and trees had clearly been carefully planted and pruned.
Looking ahead along the road, he could also see exquisite, magnificent pavilions and buildings in the distant valley.
Once they drew a little closer, the imperial retreat came into clearer view. Only then did Su Yuan realize that the buildings in the valley were merely the tip of the iceberg.
On the valley's southeastern side stood a sheer cliff with a drop of nearly three hundred meters. The buildings in the valley were merely the entrance to the imperial retreat-the actual retreat had been built on the cliff itself!
Dozens of waterfalls of varying sizes flowed from different points along the cliff's summit. Directed through the retreat's waterways, they cascaded down in a vast curtain of water.
Mountain waterfalls paired with a cliff hundreds of meters high and a forested valley were already a spectacular sight. Add sunset clouds blazing blood-red, the retreat's glazed roof tiles, and its multicolored glass lanterns, and entering the retreat was like stepping into an immortal realm.
The mist hanging in the air was the perfect aid to shaping the atmosphere.
The hazy view created by light refracting through the moisture meant that everyone who came here could see a different beautiful scene from every angle.
An empire with ten thousand years of history really lived up to its name. So fucking rich!
That was the first thought that entered Su Yuan's mind once he recovered from the beautiful scenery.
Setting aside how much time and resources it must have taken to construct such an enormous imperial retreat on a sheer cliff, the daily maintenance costs for a retreat beneath waterfalls were probably astronomical...
Otherwise, in an environment this damp, any material would suffer oxidation and corrosion.
"Is it beautiful?"
Just then, a clear, lilting, pleasant voice came from beside Su Yuan.
It sounded lovely, but utterly unfamiliar.
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Su Yuan turned toward the person speaking beside him, and a flicker of admiration appeared in his eyes.
She was a poised young woman who looked about eighteen, her bearing revealing a distinctive charm of indescribable nobility. A light touch of makeup adorned her fair face, and her features were almost perfectly proportioned. Even with Su Yuan standing this close to her face, he could find no flaws.
After looking at her face, Su Yuan's gaze instinctively drifted downward.
The young woman wore a somewhat conservative pale-purple ruqun dress that left little skin exposed.
Above her chest, only a little of her collarbones showed. Her lotus-root-pale arms were faintly visible beneath gauzy sleeves, and her hands rested folded before her lower abdomen, her fair fingers long and supple.
Farther down was a skirt embroidered with the bright moon and stars, falling all the way to her ankles. Beneath its hem, only a pair of dainty, exquisite embroidered flats showed.
"Beautiful." Su Yuan nodded instinctively.
At his words, the young woman's smile deepened. Her bright, starry eyes curved into crescents, and she tilted her head slightly as she smiled with her lips pressed together.
"I was asking whether the scenery around us was beautiful, but you looked at me when you answered..." With light, graceful steps, the young woman slowly approached Su Yuan, stopping only when she stood less than half a meter away, close enough that they could almost smell each other's breath.
"So, did you mean the scenery was beautiful, or that I was beautiful?"
Seeing the faint pink flush on her face, Su Yuan went straight for the pitch.
"The scenery is beautiful. You're even more beautiful."
That was how it worked when your stats were high. Just throw your brain away and pitch straight down the middle. If it went in, it went in; if not, forget it.
But when someone with high stats threw a straight pitch, it generally went in.
The other side's goalkeeper might even reach out and snatch the ball.
The young woman already felt drawn to Su Yuan. Now, seeing that handsome face of his tell her so earnestly that she was beautiful, her heart immediately raced and blood rushed upward.
Th-this... this was the feeling of her heart fluttering!
"You're very handsome, too..." the young woman murmured softly despite herself. But she quickly realized what she had said, and the pink in her face deepened.
She pressed her lips together and took a deep breath. Almost instantly, she regained her composure, returning to her poised, unhurried manner.
"Hello, my name is Xu Jiujiu!" Xu Jiujiu's hands fluttered like butterflies before her chest, and she dipped slightly, offering Su Yuan an elaborate greeting.
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