N-A-A Chapter 8 He's definitely going to latch onto this powerful figure!
Chapter 8 He's definitely going to latch onto this powerful figure!
into the night.
After washing up, Wu Feng returned to the servants' quarters and closed the door behind him.
An oil lamp was lit inside the room.
He walked to the bedside and sat down, taking out the cultivation manual that Li Yunrui had bestowed upon him from his bosom.
It's a thin book with a cover made of dark blue coarse paper, on which three characters are written in ink: "The Secret of Guarding the Origin".
Wu Feng flipped through the pages by the light.
The exercise manual wasn't very long; it mainly consisted of basic breathing techniques and a few simple routes for circulating internal energy. He read it carefully, and his mind gradually calmed down.
This is indeed a cultivation method for eunuchs, but its potential is very low.
At most, one can cultivate to the sixth rank, after which there is no further progress.
Wu Feng closed the martial arts manual and placed it on his knees.
Moonlight shone through the small window onto his face, revealing his furrowed brows.
Li Yunrui did not fully trust him.
Wu Feng took a deep breath and brought up the system panel.
A pale blue light curtain floated in the darkness, emitting a soft glow.
[Host: Wu Feng]
[Identity: Gardener at Guangxin Palace]
Cultivation Level: None
[Exercise Method: Qi Stream]
[Skills: None]
[Mood value: 220]
[Items: Marrow Cleansing Pill x1, Hidden Sand Projectile (Hidden Weapon)]
He looked at the Marrow Cleansing Pill in his inventory.
He now has two paths before him.
One option is to take the Marrow Cleansing Pill now and cultivate the "Guardian of Origin Technique." In the future, he might become someone like Hong Sixiang, holding a decent position in the palace, but he will never break through to the Grandmaster level and will always be a pawn in someone else's hands.
The other option is to switch back to my own body now, take the Marrow Cleansing Pill to cleanse my meridians, and then cultivate the Qi Scripture to blow up those so-called grandmasters and temple messengers.
But the second option is too risky.
Guangxin Palace was filled with palace maids, and Li Yunrui herself was frighteningly meticulous.
Once it's discovered he's not a eunuch...
Wu Feng closed his eyes.
He didn't have much time to think.
Li Yunrui has already given him the cultivation method. If he doesn't make any progress in his cultivation over a long period of time, that crazy woman might think he's useless and throw him away like trash.
system.
Wu Feng asked himself: I want to restore my body, but I don't want anyone to find out. Is there any way to do that?
A while passed, but the system still didn't respond.
Wu Feng opened his eyes and stared at the dark rooftop.
Depend on!
So be it!
We can always restart!
System, I want to switch back to my original body...
Wait!
Wu Feng abruptly stopped.
He looked at the 220 emotion points on the system panel and almost forgot that he could now participate in two beginner-level lottery draws.
The system will consume 200 emotion points to conduct two basic lottery draws.
【Ding~】
[Giveaway in progress...]
[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: True Qi Pill x1]
[Congratulations, host, you have obtained: True Qi Pill x1]
Did I draw two True Qi Pills?
Wu Feng became interested and immediately looked at the introduction to the True Qi Pill on the system panel.
[True Qi Pill: After consumption, it grants a large amount of true qi, aiding cultivation and enhancing one's cultivation level.]
That's quite a concise introduction.
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At the same time, the Fragrant Pond in the bedroom of Guangxin Palace.
Li Yunrui was soaking in the bathtub, leaning against the edge, with her eyes closed. Fresh flower petals floated on the water, and steam rose from the surface.
Two maids knelt by the pool, carefully wiping her shoulders and arms with silk scarves.
Chunmei stood respectfully three steps away from the bath, her head slightly bowed.
The steam made Li Yunrui's cheeks turn slightly red.
"I think..." Li Yunrui suddenly spoke, her voice even softer in the steam, "this little eunuch is a bit strange."
Chunmei asked softly, "Has Your Highness discovered something?"
"Hmm..." Li Yunrui groaned, tiny water droplets clinging to her eyelashes. "I can't quite put my finger on it, but it just feels strange."
Chunmei asked softly, "Should I go and investigate again?"
Li Yunrui did not respond immediately.
She reached out and brushed aside the petals on the water's surface, watching them swirl gently with the ripples.
After a dozen or so breaths, she slowly spoke, her voice tinged with languor:
"I've got it."
"Hmm... dependence, trust, unreserved trust."
"He seems to really want to be my dog~"
Upon hearing Li Yunrui's words, Chunmei realized what was going on.
The young gardener's demeanor was indeed very natural in front of His Highness.
He polished shoes, rubbed legs, and massaged feet without the slightest hesitation, as if he were a member of Guangxin Palace and a trusted confidant of His Highness.
This doesn't seem like an act.
"Don't send him to Junshan yet," Li Yunrui closed his eyes again, his voice filled with pleasure. "It would be a waste to leave such a fun little guy on Junshan."
"Yes, Your Highness," Chunmei replied immediately.
The bath was quiet for a while, with only the sound of the water gently rippling.
"What's the situation with Lin Ruofu now?" Li Yunrui suddenly asked again.
Chunmei said softly, "He has now achieved his goal of becoming this year's top scholar. He said he wants to hold a banquet to thank His Highness for his help."
Li Yunrui chuckled softly, her gentle laughter echoing in the steam.
Lin Ruofu is a very talented person. But in the Qing Kingdom, talent alone is not enough to become the top scholar; connections are also necessary.
This year's imperial examination was only possible because the emperor had not returned from his western expedition, Fan Jian had been taken away by the emperor to procure provisions, and Chen Pingping of the Censorate led the Black Cavalry northward, which gave her the opportunity to promote Lin Ruofu to the top scholar.
She believed that with Lin Ruofu's talent, he would definitely become a powerful asset to her in the future.
"Make the arrangements," Li Yunrui said gently. "I want to see him in half a month."
"Yes, Your Highness," Chunmei replied immediately.
Just then, Li Yunrui got up from the bath.
Water droplets slid down her fair skin, gleaming lustrous in the candlelight. Her figure was partially obscured by the rising steam, her waist slender and her curves all alluring.
Two maids immediately wrapped her in a large bath brocade, quickly dried her off, and helped her put on a light and soft nightgown.
The silk fabric clung to her body, outlining her alluring figure.
Li Yunrui walked to the dressing table and sat down. Her beautiful face was reflected in the mirror. Looking at herself in the mirror, the corners of her mouth slowly curved into a smile.
That little gardener...
That's actually quite interesting.
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The servants' quarters next to the small garden.
After thinking for a long time, Wu Feng finally made up his mind.
He wants to switch back to his own body.
Ever since I transmigrated here, I feel a sense of unease every time I think about how this body belongs to someone else.
He wanted a body of his own.
Even if it involves taking huge risks.
"System, I've thought it through," Wu Feng mentally instructed the system: "I want to switch back to my own body."
[Ding~ Host requirement detected.]
[Confirm consumption of 10000 emotion points to restore original body? Current emotion points: 20]
confirm.
The moment the command was given, Wu Feng felt his soul suddenly become very light.
A strange feeling of being detached came over me, as if something was being pulled out of my body.
Immediately afterwards, he "saw" his body reorganizing, with his bones, muscles, and meridians changing in ways invisible to the naked eye.
The process was very quick, taking only a few breaths.
But Wu Feng felt as if a very long time had passed.
When it was all over, he felt his body again.
That feeling... was wonderful.
It was complete, full, and every part of it was incredibly familiar. Even the rhythm of his breathing and the frequency of his heartbeat were exactly the same as he remembered.
Wu Feng lowered his head and looked at himself in the moonlight.
He was so moved he almost cried.
They're finally back.
Even her body is in the best condition for her age, full of vitality.
That unpleasant feeling completely disappeared, and my body was filled with a genuine sense of comfort.
Wu Feng lay down on the bed, feeling the reality of it all.
But when he brought up the system panel again and saw the number "-9980" in the emotion value column, he felt a pang of sorrow again.
So much debt...
When will it be returned?
He sat up and looked through the small window toward the direction of the Guangxin Palace's sleeping quarters, his gaze gradually hardening.
He's determined to latch onto the Princess's coattails!