My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

He was assessing the other person's cultivation level.

Although Li Shimin had only just learned how to guide qi into his body and his eyesight was limited, making it impossible for him to see through the specific realms, he had an excellent reference point!

He had seen how Li Chen made his move.

When Li Chen lost his temper, it was as if the might of heaven descended, purple lightning tore through the sky, and with a casual wave of his hand, he could uproot a silver mountain stretching for miles and stuff it into his sleeve. That oppressive force could crush a person's soul.

Even his precious daughter Chang Le, who had only been cultivating for a short time, could freeze the Grand Canal, which was hundreds of feet wide, into a solid glacier with a single flick of her finger.

But what about this Grand Elder in front of us?

Li Shimin stared at him for a long time and found that apart from being able to create a gust of wind that could overturn several guards and a small wind blade that couldn't even split Wei Zheng's head, the old man's aura was pitifully weak.

It was even dozens of times weaker than the spiritual energy storm that Princess Chang Le caused when she drew qi into her body in the courtyard that day!

That's it?

With such paltry tricks, they dare to come to the Taiji Hall and pretend to be immortals? They even dare to ask for 100,000 taels of gold and 500 boys and girls?!

Li Shimin's lips twitched violently.

He clenched his teeth tightly, gripped the armrests of the dragon throne with both hands, and used all his strength to barely keep from laughing out loud in front of the entire court.

"So you are... a reclusive immortal from a hidden sect."

Li Shimin forcibly suppressed the upward curve of his lips, feigning a shocked and terrified expression.

"Since it is a decree from the immortals, I naturally dare not disobey it."

Upon hearing the emperor yield, the Grand Elder's face immediately lit up with satisfaction, and he felt even more contempt for the weakness of these mortal ants.

"But..." Li Shimin changed the subject, his tone revealing a hint of difficulty.

"The immortal's supernatural powers are vast, and I am naturally convinced of them."

"However, I have a few uncouth generals under my command who have never believed in ghosts or gods."

"If we simply hand over 100,000 taels of gold, it will be difficult to convince the public."

Li Shimin turned his head and looked at the several dukes standing at the head of the military ranks, eager to try their luck.

"Wang De."

Li Shimin drawled out the sound, his expression becoming thoroughly amused.

"Go, go and call over the Duke of Lu, the Duke of Yi, the Duke of E, and the others."

"Tell them that I have found some excellent punching bags for them here... no, I mean, I have found some highly skilled immortals."

"Let them come over and have a proper 'spar' with the immortal masters, so they can see what true immortal martial arts are like!"

……

at the same time.

On the most bustling West Long Street in Chang'an City.

The place was bustling with people and traffic.

Princess Chang Le, Li Lizhi, was wearing an elegant white floral dress and her face was covered with a light veil. She was enthusiastically selecting hairpins at a stall selling jewelry from the Western Regions.

Since she began practicing ice-based techniques, Chang Le's temperament has undergone a dramatic change.

Her already stunning beauty was now enhanced by an ethereal, otherworldly aura. She simply stood there quietly, and the subtle fluctuations of spiritual energy unconsciously emanating from her drew the attention of passersby, who dared not get too close.

Behind her.

Li Chengqian, the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty, stood five steps away, dressed in a low-key black outfit, arms crossed, like a ruthless bodyguard.

He was dragged out shopping by Chang Le today.

His intensive internal energy training over the past few days had left all his muscles tense. He had no interest in shopping for jewelry; his mind was completely focused on how to further enhance the explosive power of his internal energy.

Just then.

A few figures dressed in ordinary silk robes pushed through the crowd and walked over.

Leading the group was none other than Yin Wujiu, the young sect leader of the Guiyuan Sect.

The Grand Elder went to the palace to ask for money and people. Yin Wujiu found court too boring, so he took two attendants to the market in Chang'an to have fun and see if there were any outstanding beauties in the Tang Dynasty.

As soon as he entered the West Market, his gaze was instantly drawn to Princess Chang Le, who was standing in front of a jewelry stall.

"Absolutely top-notch! This is absolutely top-notch!"

Yin Wujiu's eyes shone like two searchlights, and he was practically drooling.

He not only saw Chang Le's graceful back and beautiful profile, but more importantly, as a cultivator, he immediately recognized the extremely pure ice-type spiritual energy surrounding Chang Le!

"Not only is she an unparalleled beauty, but she's also a top-grade furnace vessel naturally imbued with spiritual energy!"

Yin Wujiu was so excited that he trembled all over.

He never expected that he would encounter such an exceptional dual cultivation physique, which is extremely rare even in the cultivation world, as soon as he left the mountain.

As long as I capture this woman and take her back to my sect to use her essence, my cultivation will definitely be able to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage overnight!

"Get out of the way! A good dog doesn't block the way!"

Yin Wujiu's two attendants rudely pushed aside the surrounding people, forcibly squeezing a passage through the crowd.

Yin Wujiu opened the folding fan in his hand and waved it twice, thinking himself dashing. He strode to Princess Chang Le's side, stretched out his hand, and blocked her way as she was about to leave.

"Young lady, please wait a moment."

Yin Wujiu wore a nauseating, greasy smile, his gaze sweeping over Chang Le's body with unbridled abandon, as if he were looking at a top-quality item that already belonged to him.

Princess Chang Le frowned slightly, took half a step back, and a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes.

"Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?"

Yin Wujiu laughed heartily, closed his folding fan, and adopted a haughty and condescending attitude.

"Young lady, you're lucky to have met me." Yin Wujiu arrogantly raised his chin.

"I am the young sect master of the Guiyuan Sect, a reclusive immortal sect. I see that you have good aptitude and are a promising candidate for cultivation."

He suddenly took a step forward and reached out to grab Chang Le's wrist.

"Consider yourself lucky today. Obediently come back to the mountain with me and become my cultivation partner. I will guarantee your escape from this mortal sea of ​​suffering and help you attain the Great Dao of Immortality!"

Arrogant, vulgar, and oblivious to his own mortality.

Princess Chang Le's eyes instantly turned cold.

Li Chengqian, who was standing five steps away, was originally looking at the birds flying in the sky with nothing to do.

Upon hearing this, he slowly turned his head.

The Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty narrowed his eyes slightly, and a terrifying killing intent, colder than the dead of winter, suddenly erupted from the depths of his eyes.

How dare he flirt with the eldest princess of the Tang Dynasty in the street? And then try to capture her to be a cultivation vessel?

Li Chengqian didn't even draw his sword.

He simply and slowly lowered his arms from his chest.

Then, the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty clenched his right fist tightly, accompanied by the violent "Xuanwu Dark Force" that he had just mastered and was looking for a place to vent.

He strode forward like a raging bear descending a mountain, smashing directly at Yin Wujiu's lewdly grinning face.