Hunting

Having tested the Emperor's intentions, there was no need to waste any more effort.

There was no way to keep wading through the muddy waters of the Phoenix Imperial Court.

He still had to turn toward cultivation.

In this world, cultivation was the foundation. Once one's realm reached a certain point, the original problems would no longer be problems.

More than a hundred clusters of soul light were still suspended within the Haoyang Demon Subduing Mirror's space, waiting to be absorbed.

There were also over a hundred clusters of memories he had yet to touch.

Li Miaotan's exquisite face darkened as she stared at the backs of Huang Jin and the three eunuchs disappearing into the distance, then let out a soft sigh.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled. "His Majesty's concerns aren't entirely without reason."

"...This is infuriating." Li Miaotan said.

Her father was being far too guarded. He clearly did not trust him. It was petty beyond measure and deeply hurtful.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "With so many rewards, you haven't exactly been wronged."

Li Miaotan shook her head. "I'll speak to Father and have him bestow more treasures."

Chu Zhiyuan immediately said, "I'm lacking a good set of Flying Daggers."

Li Miaotan smiled. "Fine, I'll ask Father for them."

If he would not grant him an official post, then he had to make up for it with treasures. A nominal title and a thousand households of fief income were still far too stingy.

At the very least, he should bestow two treasures.

The next morning, Chu Zhiyuan left the Prince Consort's Mansion at an unhurried pace with Fu Zheng.

Li Miaotan did not follow, believing that he was feeling stifled and had gone out to clear his mind.

The two arrived at a restaurant, pushed open the door to a