Chapter 640 Not All Mortal Worlds

The emperor suddenly had an idea and felt that he could use Wen Qingyu to bring the State of Chu closer to this young master.

So he asked kindly, "Did you go home for the New Year?"

"No, my parents don't allow me to run around. If I go back, I can't come back. I want to follow my eldest brother. He said that he wants to accept disciples on behalf of the master. So, I want to follow my eldest brother and go back to see the master."

The Emperor and the Night King secretly took a deep breath. If the apprentice is so powerful, what about the master?
It’s hard to imagine that if Wen Qingyu could become a disciple of such a powerful master, his future achievements would be extraordinary. The two of them couldn’t help but look at Wen Qingyu carefully.

But, what if he is really powerful? The two of them thought of this question at the same time.

Qingyu looked at their eyes and felt a little regretful. Just as he was about to speak, Yuehua spoke.

"If you become my master's disciple, you must not interfere in the affairs of the royal family. It is your responsibility to protect the people of the world. However, we do not cause trouble, but we are not afraid of it either. Emperor of Chu, do you understand?"

"I understand!"

Now, both he and the Night King felt relieved.

Yuehua watched this scene and sighed softly. It was really sad that an incompetent royal family was worrying about destruction all the time.

Power is good, but it is also a constraint. The higher you stand, the harder you fall. Those who stand at the pinnacle of power always have a bad ending in the end.

Qingyu looked at Yuehua with gratitude.

The Emperor and the Night King knew that they couldn't talk to the person at the top, so they started chatting with Qingyu.

In front of Yuehua, they did not dare to ask Qingyu any questions. However, he said what he could say and did not mention anything he could not say. He would not betray his boss.

As they were talking, the people transporting the valuables arrived. They went straight into the yard and carried the valuables into the living room.

As expected of valuable items, the boxes were different from gift boxes, and the people who carried them were also very careful, placing them gently on the ground.

The Night King walked forward, opened a dozen boxes, took out items and introduced them one by one.

Yuehua looked carefully. Over the years, she had seen a lot of good things around Qin Yue, so she was quite connoisseur of good things.

After the Night King introduced each item, he would place it on the table so that Yuehua could choose.

An hour later, the Night King finished introducing all the items and was so thirsty that he sat back in his chair. The tea was already warm.

He drank a few gulps, then came to his senses and when he wanted to drink more, the tea was almost gone.

He looked at Yuehua in surprise about this tea, opened his mouth but said nothing. The emperor saw his expression and lowered his head to look at the tea bowl next to him. Is there something fishy about this tea?
At first he thought it was just ordinary tea and didn't even take a sip. But now, he picked up the tea, took a small sip, and then finished it in a few sips, looking as if he was still savoring the taste.

However, he did not say anything. With the Sixth Young Master of the Wen family around, getting such tea was not a problem.

Yuehua stood up and came to a pile of things. In fact, she had taken a liking to some of the items that the Night King introduced, but she did not show it.

She picked out some items at random and placed them on the table at the top, then continued to pick out more items, picking up twelve in total.

Both the Emperor and the Night King felt very distressed, as each of these twelve items was priceless, and for some of the items, even they couldn't tell where they came from.

Yuehua sat back in her chair and played with one of them.

"If you don't want to part with it, forget it. It's a business deal, and we both want it, right?"

Night King gritted his teeth and said: "I am willing to give it up, as long as you like it. However, I have a request, I wonder if you can agree to it."

"Tell me."

"How about giving me a few pounds of the tea I just drank?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the emperor became anxious and said, "I want a few pounds too, is that ok?"

Yuehua raised an eyebrow: "Tea?"

"Yes, this tea tastes much better than Gongcha, and it suits our taste very well."

Yuehua glanced at the space ring and saw that there was still a lot of tea in it, so she said, "Five kilograms per person."

"Great, let's trade the pills then."

She took a look at the things she had picked and said, "These two things can be exchanged for two bottles of health-care medicine. One bottle contains 100 pills. If you take one pill every three days, you can take it for more than a year. By that time, Your Majesty, your body will be almost healed. Even if you don't take the life-extending pill, you can live to 80 or 90 years old." "How do I exchange it for the life-extending pill?"

"These five can be exchanged for one, and the others can be exchanged for one healing medicine. No matter how serious the injury is, just take one pill and it will be completely healed."

As he was speaking, a group of people came into the yard. They were there to carry the old duke. He was injured because he was tricked some time ago, and the person who tricked him has disappeared.

The guards carried an old man in on a stretcher. The old man looked pale and was wrapped in white cloth.

The Night King took out the pills from his arms, poured out one of them, stepped forward, and stuffed it into the old man's mouth.

The old man swallowed it subconsciously, and the Night King personally took off the cloth wrapped around the old man one circle at a time.

Layers of wounds were exposed, which was horrifying to see. At this moment, everyone screamed.

"Look, the Duke's wound is beginning to heal."

The old emperor didn't care about his image and ran forward to observe carefully.

He shouted excitedly: "This is a miracle drug, a miracle drug!"

Yuehua pouted in disdain. This was made by her mother herself, how could it be bad? She had sold many of them, and there were piles of silver and banknotes in the space.

After a moment, the old Duke opened his eyes and saw the Emperor and the Night King. He immediately stood up and greeted the Emperor and the Night King like a normal person.

But he ignored the fact that he had been injured and nothing had ever healed.

When he came to his senses, he realized that he was only wearing a piece of cloth to cover his private parts, and the rest of his body was completely naked. His face immediately turned red. Fortunately, there was no woman in the room, otherwise he would have wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

The emperor said happily when he saw that he was completely healed.

"Take your people back first, and then the Night King will tell you what happened."

"Yes, I will take my leave first."

The old duke left with doubts, and the emperor looked at the remaining items and said.

"How about I exchange these two for one healing potion?"

Yuehua rolled her eyes at him and said, "Now that all countries in the world live in peace, there are not so many injured people. You can exchange some for healing pills, some for detoxification pills, and some for beauty pills."

Wow! There is actually such a medicine?
While the two were stunned, Yuehua asked, "Switch?"

The two men came to their senses and quickly responded, "Change, change, give me the things here as you see fit."

Yuehua nodded and called out to Qingyu, asking him to take it over here. She would give the Night King and the Emperor as many pills as he took, so as to save them the trouble of settling the bill at the end.

The Night King immediately put the pill in his arms, fearing that anything might go wrong, and the old emperor did the same, worthy of being father and son.

However, the emperor asked while holding one of the bottles of pills.

"Does this beauty pill work on men?"

"It works, but if you eat it, your hair will turn black. Aren't you afraid that others won't be able to recognize you?"

"Don't be afraid, I'm just getting younger, not changing into something else."

"Then try eating one. Qingyu, go get him a mirror."

The old emperor poured out a pill and quickly put it in his mouth, fearing that someone else would snatch it away. Before he could swallow it, the pill melted in his mouth, and a cool feeling entered his mouth, making him feel comfortable all over.

Qingyu came back and handed him the mirror. The old emperor held the mirror in both hands and stared at it.

After a while, his face flushed and he said excitedly: "Old Eighteen, Old Eighteen, look, my hair has turned black, and the wrinkles on my face have smoothed out a lot."

The Night King looked at this amazing scene. Since he met this young master, he saw things he had never seen before in his life. It was truly magical.

Is he a god? Or is he from the fairyland?

If these things appeared, they would have appeared long ago. They are not something that belongs to the mortal world at all.


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