My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

Gudong.

Cui Meng stared intently at the fruit in Xiao Sizi's hand, and uncontrollably swallowed a large mouthful of saliva.

His body and his instincts were frantically sending an extremely strong signal to his brain: Eat it! It was an unparalleled treasure that could boost his cultivation level dramatically!

Cui Wanqing was also stunned.

She looked at Li Chen, her voice trembling.

"Immortal... Immortal Master... did you conjure that fruit out of thin air?!"

Creating something from nothing, creating all things! This is a terrifying method that only the creator gods in myths and legends possess!

Li Chen simply smiled faintly at their shocked expressions.

He couldn't be bothered to explain common knowledge about the cultivation world, such as divine soul space and storage bags. In this mortal world, maintaining a bit of mystery would actually save him a lot of unnecessary trouble.

"Just a little trick," Li Chen said casually.

Cui Wanqing wanted to ask something else.

Suddenly, a strange noise came from the other side of the courtyard.

"Whoosh! Snap!"

The three servants looked in the direction of the sound.

There stood a beautifully sculpted little girl in front of a huge artificial mountain.

She held the half-eaten spirit fruit in one hand, while casually waving the unremarkable black short staff in the other.

The little girl gently pressed her thumb on the short cane.

"Buzz—!"

A blinding, icy blue light burst forth from the tip of the short staff!

A sphere of frost the size of a human head slammed into the artificial mountain with a piercing whistling sound!

"boom!"

A loud bang!

A burst of icy blue air suddenly exploded!

Under the horrified gazes of Cui Wanqing and the other two.

The artificial mountain, which was as tall as a two-story building and made of hard Taihu stones, was completely covered by a thick layer of solid ice in the short span of a breath!

Within a radius of ten feet, the ground and flowers instantly formed a layer of biting white frost. The temperature in the air plummeted to a terrifying level where water would freeze instantly!

"Giggle! This is so much fun!"

Little Sizi looked at the artificial mountain frozen into an ice sculpture and danced with joy. He then turned around and pointed his staff at a water tank next to him.

"Whoosh! Snap!"

A tank of clear water instantly turned into a heavy, solid block of ice!

"This...this...how is this possible?!"

Cui Meng's legs were trembling violently as he stared at the little girl who was still throwing ice cubes around, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

He was a top-notch martial arts master in the Tang Dynasty!

But he dared to swear that there was absolutely not a single trace of internal energy in this little girl's body!

She was just an ordinary, mortal girl!

A mere mortal with no martial arts skills, wielding a short staff that looks like a fire poker, can casually unleash such terrifying frost magic—enough to instantly freeze a dozen martial arts masters to death?!

What an incredible, heaven-defying weapon!

Cui Wanqing was also pale-faced at this moment, her hands twisting the silk handkerchief tightly.

Her brilliant mind was working at full speed.

If the immortals could mass-produce these short staffs...

If this kind of weapon were equipped to the Tang Dynasty's army...

Soldiers who don't need to train hard for more than ten years can unleash terrifying, earth-shattering power on the battlefield with just a group of ordinary farmers holding these short staffs!

At that time, the so-called million-strong army and the so-called family heritage will be nothing more than a piece of thin paper that can be easily punctured in front of such immortal artifacts!

"Immortal techniques...this is true immortal technique!"

Cui Wanqing took a deep breath, suppressing the fear and shock in her eyes.

She stood up and bowed deeply to Li Chen once again.

This time, the bow was even lower than before, and the posture was even more humble.

"Immortal Master, your magical power is boundless. This humble woman has truly broadened her horizons today."

Cui Wanqing's voice trembled slightly, "There are still some trivial matters to attend to in the family, so I won't disturb your cultivation any longer. I will come to pay my respects to you another day."

"Okay, go ahead."

Li Chen waved his hand but did not try to stop him.

Cui Wanqing, along with the still dazed Cui Meng and Huan'er, hurriedly and even somewhat unsteadily left the Qin Prince's mansion.

As soon as I stepped out the door.

Cui Meng's legs went weak, and he leaned against the courtyard wall, panting heavily as if he had just walked through the gates of hell.

"Miss...it's terrifying! The people inside, and the thing in that little girl's hand...they're simply not of this world!"

Cui Wanqing glanced back at the vermilion gate that had automatically closed.

Her stunningly beautiful face was now filled with an unprecedented solemnity and seriousness.

"Return to the manor immediately!"

Cui Wanqing said in a deep voice, "I want to personally report to my father what I saw and heard today!"

Half an hour later.

In the deepest secret room of the Cui family's secret residence in Chang'an.

Several core elders of the family, as well as the head of the Cui family, listened to Cui Wanqing's detailed report.

The secret room fell into a deathly silence.

All that could be heard were the elders' heavy breathing and the sound of cold sweat dripping from their foreheads.

"Creating things out of thin air... bestowing tea to cleanse mortals... and those magical artifacts that allow mortals to unleash immortal magic..."

The head of the Cui family muttered to himself, his face pale.

He suddenly raised his head, his gaze sweeping over everyone in the secret room, his tone resolute and unwavering.

"Issue my family's top secret order!"

"From this day forward, no one in the Cui family of Qinghe shall ever provoke the Prince of Qin's mansion in the slightest! Anyone who disobeys will be expelled from the family register and beaten to death!"

The head of the family turned his head and looked intently at Cui Wanqing, who was sitting at the lower seat.

"Wanqing."

The patriarch's tone became exceptionally gentle, even carrying a hint of pleading.

"Since that immortal didn't kick you out, it means he doesn't dislike you."

"Starting tomorrow, you don't need to worry about family matters. You should do your best to visit the Prince of Qin's residence more often."

"At all costs! We must cultivate a good relationship with this true immortal!"