blueteamnovel Chapter 30 Does His Majesty have any further rewards?
Chapter 30 Does His Majesty have any further rewards?
Wang Dao's gaze fell on Ji Mingyue, and for a moment, even he, with his rock-solid mind, couldn't help but be momentarily lost in thought.
The woman before me was so beautiful she seemed almost unreal.
She wore a moon palace dress woven with dark gold black bird patterns. The fabric was made of some kind of celestial silk, and as she walked, it seemed as if moonlight flowed through it, creating a halo of light that was pure and flawless.
Her skin was as white and smooth as the finest jade, gleaming with a delicate luster under the soft light of the living room, without the slightest flaw.
Her jet-black hair was loosely tied up with an antique-style white jade hairpin shaped like a nine-phoenix facing the sun, with a few strands falling down her slender neck, adding a touch of languid charm.
Her features seemed to be the most exquisite sculptures of the gods, with eyebrows like crescent moons, eyes like cold stars, a delicate nose and cherry lips, each feature perfectly proportioned, and together they created a breathtaking and awe-inspiring beauty.
In particular, her innate nobility made her seem born to look down upon all living beings, inspiring no one to harbor the slightest disrespect.
"Your Highness, this is Princess Ji Mingyue of the Great Zhou Dynasty." Zheng Wanqing stood up at the right moment, her voice breaking Wang Dao's brief moment of stunned silence. "She is also the most beautiful woman in our Great Zhou Dynasty."
"Your Highness has come here on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor to see you."
With a smile on her face and a gentle tone, Zheng Wanqing subtly concealed Ji Mingyue's true intention for this trip—the troublesome matter of marriage.
Ji Mingyue then regained her dignified demeanor as the eldest princess. Her eyes, as cold as stars, swept over Wang Dao, her gaze not carrying the usual arrogance of royalty, but rather revealing a hint of sincere appreciation.
"As expected, he is the chosen one of Heaven that Father Emperor values." Ji Mingyue's red lips parted slightly, her voice clear and cold like jade beads falling on a plate, "Not only does he possess unparalleled talent, but more importantly, he has an unwavering heart devoted to the Dao."
"To be able to endure loneliness and cultivate diligently without sleep at such a young age, such a temperament is extremely rare, even among royalty."
She spared no praise, and every word she uttered was extremely sincere.
Hearing this, Zheng Wanqing's heart skipped a beat.
Looking into Ji Mingyue's bright, shining eyes, she couldn't help but wonder:
"This little girl... could she really have fallen for Wang Dao at first sight? That's not a good sign."
If these two really hit it off, then the marriage alliance would be a done deal, and Wang Dao would be drawn into the royal family's vortex, with unpredictable consequences.
"Dao'er, what place is it that is worth the old Emperor's bet on?"
Wang Dao had already come to his senses and, upon learning that the person before him was none other than the legendary eldest princess, remained calm despite his initial shock.
As a son of the Prince of Zhenbei, in terms of actual status, he was not much lower than this princess, and they could be considered equals.
But he knew that he still had to put on a show of respect for the imperial power, which was also the way for the scions of the powerful families of the Great Zhou Dynasty to survive.
"Wang Dao greets Your Highness the Eldest Princess." Wang Dao bowed slightly, performing a standard aristocratic etiquette, his attitude neither humble nor arrogant, neither obsequious nor haughty. "I have been engrossed in cultivation recently and was unaware of Your Highness's arrival. I apologize for not being able to greet you properly."
"Your Highness is too kind. Cultivation is a serious matter, and I would never blame you for it," Ji Mingyue said with a slight smile, her demeanor graceful and elegant.
After some polite exchanges, the atmosphere gradually warmed up.
As the person with the highest cultivation level in the room and the most familiar with Wang Dao, Zheng Wanqing quickly noticed the abnormality in Wang Dao.
Her beautiful eyes gleamed with a divine light, as if runes were flashing within them, scrutinizing Wang Dao from head to toe. Suddenly, she asked:
"Dao'er, I see your qi and blood are refined, and your muscles and bones faintly tremble with the sound of thunder. Could it be... that you have already broken through to a higher realm? Could it be that you have mastered the Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound Technique so quickly?"
Upon hearing this, Ji Mingyue's gaze instantly froze on Wang Dao, her beautiful eyes filled with inquiry.
"Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound Technique?" Ji Mingyue was somewhat surprised. "This technique is also treasured in the royal treasury. It is an ancient body-refining secret technique, extremely domineering."
"It is said that practicing this method is extremely painful, and the slightest carelessness can sever the meridians or even shatter the bones and cause death."
"Among the younger generation of the royal family, although some have tried, none have dared to truly delve into cultivation."
"I didn't expect Seventh Young Master to choose this cultivation method?"
Two pairs of eyes focused on Wang Dao simultaneously, filled with scrutiny and expectation.
Wang Dao's heart stirred, but his face remained expressionless, revealing only a slightly shy smile, like a young man who was pleased with himself for achieving a little success.
"Your Highness truly has discerning eyes; nothing escapes your notice." Wang Dao scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "Through my diligent practice these past few days, coupled with the consumption of many rare and precious materials in the manor, this Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound Technique has indeed reached a minor level of mastery."
"I feel much lighter now, and I'm only one step away from advancing to the Silver Bone level."
In fact, his Tiger Leopard Thunder Sound Technique had already reached perfection, and his entire skeleton had transcended the Silver Bone level, directly transforming into the incomparably sacred Golden Bone.
But he understood the principle that the tallest tree in the forest is the first to be felled by the wind. If people knew that he had mastered this dangerous technique, which even royal family members dared not practice, to perfection in a short period of time, and even developed golden bones, the resulting sensation would probably push him to the forefront of public opinion.
At that time, even the old monsters of this world will probably pay attention to him.
"The breakthrough was too dramatic. It's better to keep a low profile, otherwise we'll probably be dissected and studied."
"In this dog-eat-dog world, hiding your talents is the only secret to longevity."
Seeing Wang Dao's smug yet slightly irritating smile, Zheng Wanqing rolled her eyes at him.
She knew this child's personality all too well; outwardly humble, but inwardly harboring cunning schemes.
"You little rascal," Zheng Wanqing scolded playfully, "I know you have a sincere heart for martial arts, but cultivation requires a balance of intensity and relaxation. Blindly practicing hard will only lead to less effective results, or even be counterproductive. It won't do you any good."
She paused, her tone softening.
"There will be a large auction in the capital in a few days. All forces will gather there, and there will be countless rare treasures. It should be quite interesting. You can go there to relax."
Seeing a flicker of hesitation in Wang Dao's eyes, she added:
"Although the current Zhenbei Royal City is a mixed bag, with all sorts of monsters and demons taking the opportunity to flood in, no one dares to touch the prince's beard."
"With your father in charge of the northern lands, the scoundrels in the city dare not act recklessly. You can go and have fun without worry."
Upon hearing this, Wang Dao nodded, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes.
"An auction?" He pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "Sister Qingyue mentioned this to me before, saying she would take me to broaden my horizons."
"Since the Princess Consort says so, then I'll go with Qingyue."
When Zheng Wanqing heard him mention Wang Qingyue, a relieved smile appeared on her face.
"You and Qingyue have always had a good relationship. With her looking after you, I'm naturally at ease," she said softly.
Wang Dao responded, and then his sharp, hawk-like eyes fell on Ji Mingyue once again.
This time, his gaze was no longer one of amazement and dazedness, but rather one filled with an unusual fervor, as if it could penetrate Ji Mingyue's moonlit white dress and reach her directly.
Staring at him with such intense gaze, even Ji Mingyue, with her noble status and calm temperament, couldn't help but feel a little numb and uncomfortable all over.
Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure as a princess, raising an eyebrow as she asked:
"Seventh Young Master, is there something you need that's causing you to stare at me like that?"
When she asked him that question, Wang Dao's smug expression instantly faded, replaced by a slightly embarrassed smile.
He rubbed his hands together, his tone slightly embarrassed, yet revealing a natural thick-skinnedness.
"Ahem...Your Highness the Eldest Princess."
Wang Dao coughed twice, as if he was trying to find the right words, but in the end he was straightforward.
"Previously, thanks to His Majesty's generosity in bestowing upon me a thousand-year-old blood ginseng, I was able to make great progress in the path of cultivation and benefit immensely."
"Now that His Majesty has sent Her Highness the Eldest Princess in person, surely... there is another reward besides verbal praise?"