Purple Ganoderma

Chu Zhiyuan pondered.

This was indeed one way.

It looked as though he had done everything he could, yet had ultimately failed.

He could not be blamed; only the Silent Blood Pill could.

Even if they could verify the effects of the Silent Blood Pill, they could never find someone with the Phoenix Bloodline to test it on.

The Silent Blood Pill might suppress other bloodlines, but it might not necessarily suppress the Phoenix Bloodline.

So when all was said and done, the problem lay with the Silent Blood Pill, not with him.

Even if they harbored suspicions, they would have nothing to say without solid proof.

Chu Zhiyuan thought it over, then shook his head. "Forget it. They are not fools. Once they grow suspicious, they will keep pressing me. Sooner or later, the truth will slip out."

"Then delay it for as long as you can," Li Miaotan said. "Husband, your cultivation is advancing at a breakneck pace. The longer you delay, the stronger you will become."

"To them, there is little difference between the First Turn of the Nascent Soul Stage and the Second Turn—or even the Third or Fourth Turn," Chu Zhiyuan said. "They will still look down on me."

Nascent Soul Stage experts indeed held no small status, but to the Jade Scenery Dynasty, the impact of a single Nascent Soul Stage expert was not that significant.

Li Miaotan sighed softly. "Why are they treating you like this?"

"I have been wondering that myself," Chu Zhiyuan said.

Clearly, the Emperor had tacitly approved of it, perhaps even indulged it.

Otherwise, would those nobles and meritorious officials truly have such audacity? Had they not considered how the other Princes would react?

The Princes of the Jade Scenery Dynasty were exceptionally precious—true members of the inner circle.