Daqian Night Emperor

Chapter 7: Get Stronger While Sleeping

Blood Bodhisattva?

Princess Yuzhen widened her eyes and looked at the beauty beside her with a hint of suspicion.

The so-called Blood Bodhisattva is the "secret weapon" carefully cultivated by the secret sect behind Gong Xinying. Although Yu Zhen does not know how the secret sect trained women into the so-called "Blood Bodhisattva", she knows that any man who has had sex with the "Blood Bodhisattva" will have his mind and behavior controlled by the Blood Bodhisattva.

Princess Yuzhen likes Gong Xinying, the young Taoist priest, and hopes to get the support of the secret sect behind her, but this does not mean that she is willing to hand Zhao Qian'an over to the control of the secret sect behind her.

She may not care about Zhao Qi'an, but she cannot ignore Zhao Qi'an's "money".

She, the princess, looks glamorous and beautiful.

But in fact, not only has the national treasury been in deficit over the years, but even the royal treasury has long been depleted.

The princes and princesses could not even allocate money from the imperial treasury to move out of the imperial city and build new residences, so they had to squeeze into the palace, and the monthly salary they received was pitifully small.

If there is no other source of income, I am afraid that I can't even support the people in the palace.

Princess Yuzhen now lives in the most luxurious princess residence in the entire Kyoto Prefecture. She wears gold belts and jade, and eats fine clothes and delicious food. What does she rely on?
It was because she married a good husband and because of the Zhao family’s money!

Gong Xinying's proposal now... made it hard for her not to think too much.

Princess Yuzhen's mind was in turmoil, but she showed no emotion.

She chuckled, took Yu Xinying into her arms, and whispered in her ear: "Don't worry, I have a way to make Zhao Qi'an obedient. Just give me some more time."

"The most important thing right now is Father's 80th birthday in three months. With the elixir you made as a gift, Fourth Brother will definitely be able to outdo Second Brother this time. Didn't you say that the 'medicine guide' for making the elixir escaped into the health center run by Zhao Qi'an? I'll ask Zhao Qi'an to deliver the medicine guide to you in the next two days..."

He spoke softly, his dishonest hands wandering all over Gong Xinying's body.

Gong Xinying did not resist and just moaned softly.

There is an additional fragrant and charming scenery in the bedroom.

……

[Your disciple Zhao Xingzhou's cultivation has broken through to the eighth level of Blood Moving Realm, and your cultivation has improved.]

[Your disciple Zhao Hu has mastered the swordsmanship of "Five Tigers Breaking the Gate Sword" and has achieved great success. Your swordsmanship has been improved and your understanding of "Five Tigers Breaking the Gate Sword" has reached perfection.]

[Your adopted son Zhao Guanxiang has understood the mystery of the geomancy chess game and learned the technique "The Method of Yin-Yang Absorption of Yuan". You have mastered the "The Method of Yin-Yang Absorption of Yuan"]

[Your servant "Holo Jiao" is undergoing flesh and blood training. Your strength has been slightly improved.]

Your disciples...

The next morning.

When Zhao Qi'an woke up, the sound of the system prompts kept echoing in his mind.

How wonderful!

He was in a good mood. There was nothing better than getting stronger even when sleeping.

Even when I opened my eyes early in the morning and saw the ugly slave's muscular and ferocious face, I didn't think he was so ugly anymore.

It's still a scare though.

"Master, if you are always startled every morning, why don't you find some pretty maids to serve you?"

The ugly slave helped Zhao Qian'an put on his clothes, his words full of complaints and dissatisfaction.

Zhao Qi'an reached into his coat and put on his clothes with the help of the ugly slave. He replied casually, "You always have to have people you can trust around you."

The ugly slave looked at him suspiciously: "Do you trust me so much?"

Although she was Zhao Qi'an's private slave, the power of life and death was in the hands of her master.

But would Zhao Qi'an trust someone so easily?
It was obvious that before yesterday, her master had not shown any clues in front of her. Compared with ordinary people, except for his status, everything else was not worth mentioning.

After being on guard against me for so long, why did he suddenly reveal some of his secrets in front of me yesterday?

Can trust be achieved overnight?
Just at this time.

Zhao Qian'an glanced at her seemingly unintentionally but with deep meaning, and said with a smile: "Rather than saying I trust you, it's better to say that I know if I can hold on to you, you will work like a slave for me. This makes me feel more at ease." He said it in a joking tone.

But the ugly slave's heart trembled, and his hand, which was threading the belt for his master, also trembled.

Trust may not be built overnight.

But the handle can!
Could it be that the master... knows about my life story?
But the next moment, Zhao Qian'an changed the subject: "For example, last month I asked you to help me buy paper and ink, but you secretly replaced the 'Yumianlian' paper I was going to use with the inferior 'Pingyang Paper', and embezzled two taels of silver to buy rouge..."

Ugly slave: “???”

"Go wash the chamber pot now, or the money will be deducted from your monthly salary next month!"

Deduct, deduct wages?!
Zhao Qi'an, you are not a human being!
Zhao Qian'an looked at the ugly slave with a sad face, running reluctantly to wash the chamber pot, and could not help but nod secretly.

It seems that her gray entry as a miser is indeed correct.

He snorted and chuckled, put on his belt himself, and stood in front of the bronze mirror to take a look at his appearance.

Not bad, very energetic!
……

Zhao Qi'an came out of the main house and came to the courtyard.

In the yard, the ugly slave was squatting by the pond, rinsing the chamber pot and mumbling something, looking like a resentful woman.

Not far from her, a little Taoist boy was sitting on a big rock beside the pond, stroking his small wooden sword in his hand, staring blankly at the surface of the pond, not knowing what he was thinking.

Zhao Qi'an walked straight towards him.

He didn't react until he walked behind the little Taoist boy, and didn't even look back at Zhao Qian'an.

If this child came from an ordinary family, they would have thought he was a moron. If he came from a poor family, he would have been kicked out of the house and left to fend for himself.

In this world, perhaps Zhao Qi'an is the only one who knows what the little Taoist boy is like.

He gently placed his hand on the little Taoist boy's head.

This action caused the little Taoist boy to react. He turned his head reluctantly, not wanting Zhao Qian'an to touch his head.

But that's enough.

[Do you want to extract the target fate term? ]

[Note: If the target's cultivation is higher than yours, there is a chance that the extraction of fate entries will fail.]

"Extract."

Zhao Qian'an made a silent choice in his heart, with a divine light flashing at the bottom of his eyes.

When drawing fate entries, if the target is not as strong as him, the greater the difference in cultivation, the more likely he is to draw the one he wants.

However, if the target is stronger than him, the greater the difference in cultivation, the lower the success rate of the extraction, and the more random the entries drawn will be.

The little Taoist boy is not an ordinary child. Although he is only seven years old, he has already entered the threshold of spiritual practice.

But the gap between him and Zhao Qi'an is like heaven and earth.

[Drawing successful, you have drawn the fate entry - Sword Immortal's Talent (Gold)]

When the system prompts success.

Zhao Qi'an could still feel that he was still in the courtyard, but his sight was filled with a vast expanse of white space.

He felt his body move, and thrust forward with a sword in hand.

Even though it was just such a simple "sword stabbing" action.

But it contains terrifying sword intent!

The sword is like a startled dragon!

(End of this chapter)