Ming Dynasty: Gain one supernatural power every day

"No," Liu Shen turned to look at him, a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

"By the rules of this world, I can use supernatural powers, but I cannot pass them on to others. Even if you are my master, I cannot make an exception." She was stating an unchangeable fact.

Zhu Gaoxi leaned against the railing, not too disappointed.

Come to think of it, the supernatural powers he received from signing in every day were directly bestowed by the system and imprinted in his soul, and were not subject to the rules of this world.

Liu Shen comes from another world, and her supernatural power system is not under the same legal framework as the world where Da Ming is located. She can use it all by relying on the divine power of the Rat Talisman. If she wants to teach it to others, the rules of this world do not allow it.

"Alright, I've eaten and drunk my fill, let's enjoy the scenery." He stretched and thought: With the sign-in system, new supernatural abilities will be unlocked every day, so it's not a big deal to learn a few tricks from Liu Shen. However, his wish to learn some magical techniques and immortal arts from the Perfect World has been dashed.

Zhu Gaoxi sat on the observation deck of the aerial mansion for a while longer, with Liu Shen standing quietly beside him.

"Let's go for a walk around the neighborhood." He stood up.

The Heavenly Palace silently swept over the city walls of Yingtian Prefecture and drifted southwest. Only after leaving Yingtian and entering the territory of Fengyang Prefecture did Zhu Gaoxi truly realize that, away from that palace with its golden tiles and red walls, the lives of the people in this world were not so easy.

It was July, the hottest time of the year, with the sun hanging in the sky like a furnace.

The crops in the fields should have been growing vigorously, but in the villages they passed through, the rice stalks were drooping and the leaves were riddled with holes by insects. Some plots were even completely bare, with the stalks gone.

On a field ridge, several old farmers were squatting at the edge of the field, holding rice leaves that had been eaten by insects and looking very distressed.

"It's already July, it's too late to replant now." An old man rubbed the insect holes in the rice leaves with his rough fingers, his face full of grief.

"The autumn harvest is just around the corner, and all the hard work of the year has been for nothing." A young man next to him gripped the handle of a hoe and muttered that he was going to the city to find work.

The old man shook his head and said that if the land was gone, everything was gone. The young men fell silent, squatting on the edge of the field, sweat streaming down their dark backs.

Zhu Gaoxi stood on the cloud and heard all these words clearly.

He glanced down at Liu Shen, who nodded slightly. She raised her hand and waved it lightly, and a pale blue light fell from the clouds, silently spreading across the rice paddy ravaged by pests.

The insects clinging to the leaves fell off as if swept away by an invisible wind, struggled briefly in the soil, and then lay still.

Immediately afterwards, she flicked a wisp of green light from her fingertip, which disappeared into the soil beside the field ridge.

The rice leaves that had been scorched and yellowed by insects visibly unfurled and turned green again, the drooping rice stalks straightened up, and some previously bare plots of land even sprouted new leaves.

The old man was wiping his eyes with his sleeve when he suddenly felt the light in front of him change.

He lowered his sleeves and looked down. The rice leaves in his hand had turned lush and green, all the insect holes were gone, and the surface was as smooth as a newly sprouted leaf.

He rubbed his eyes hard, pinched himself, and then knelt down with a thud, trembling all over: "God! God has appeared! Heaven has opened its eyes!"

The young man next to him was also stunned. He remained kneeling for several breaths before kneeling down, repeatedly saying, "Thank you, God, for saving my life."

After passing through several villages and helping a few estates, Zhu Gaoxi also dealt with a locust plague and repaired a collapsed section of river embankment. It was almost noon when Zhu Gaoxi suddenly remembered something.

He spent the night in the clouds, and in the morning he went out to stroll through the morning market without saying hello to anyone in the mansion.

It's been more than half a day already, and the people at Prince Rui's mansion must be going crazy with worry.

"Oh no!" He quickly turned around and flew towards Prince Rui's mansion. "I forgot to tell Little Snot and the others when I came out."

Before dawn, Little Snot was already waiting at the entrance of the bedroom with a copper basin in his hand.

Qiu Tang and Yue He were also standing outside the door. Early this morning, the Imperial Wardrobe had delivered a brand-new red python robe, saying that His Majesty had personally ordered it to be made for Prince Rui. They had come to help the prince change his clothes.

Although Zhu Gaoxi possessed the body of an immortal and could go without washing, he never put on airs and would have them come in to serve him every morning; this had become an unwritten rule of the Prince Rui's residence.

But today, after waiting and waiting, there was still no movement from inside.

After waiting a while, Little Snot mustered his courage and knocked on the door three times, but it remained quiet inside. "Your Highness? Your Highness!" He knocked a few more times, raising his voice a bit.

No one answered. He pressed his ear against the door; it was as quiet as an empty room.

His heart skipped a beat. After waiting a few more moments, he finally couldn't resist pushing open the door. The bedchamber was neat and tidy, the bedding cold and still, clearly untouched all night. His Highness was not there.

The three men searched the Prince Rui's residence thoroughly, from the garden and study to the kitchen and storeroom, but found no trace of His Highness. They quickly relayed the news to the palace.

When the news reached the palace, Zhu Di was reviewing memorials in the Wenyuan Pavilion. After listening to Ji Gang's report, he put down his vermilion pen, remained silent for a few moments, and then got up and walked towards the Kunning Palace.

Empress Xu was reading in the palace when she saw Zhu Di stride in and knew something was wrong. She put down her book and sat up straight.

Zhu Di sat down opposite her and briefly explained the report from the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Upon hearing this, Empress Xu gripped her sleeve tightly, her voice trembling slightly: "Could it be that the fourth prince has encountered a problem while cultivating his supernatural powers? Although his abilities are great, he has only just received the Dao Ancestor's inheritance a few days ago. What if..."

"Don't scare yourself," Zhu Di said, holding her hand. "Maybe she has ascended to immortality. With the Dao Ancestor around, her cultivation shouldn't go wrong. Ascension is only a matter of time for the Dao Ancestor's disciple."

He said this with a slight smile on his lips, as if he were comforting her or convincing himself, though he was actually quite flustered inside.

Zhu Laosi had finally produced a divine son, and after only a few days of excitement, he extended his lifespan and bestowed upon him a golden dragon, leaving all the officials in the court completely awestruck.

Just when it seemed the Ming Dynasty was about to take flight under this kid's wing, if he suddenly ascended to heaven or went astray in his cultivation, it would truly be a cruel joke played by the heavens on the Zhu family.

But he couldn't panic. The Empress was already anxious, and if he panicked too, no one in the palace would be able to control the situation.

He turned to look at Ji Gang, his expression serious: "The Embroidered Uniform Guard must keep the news under wraps and prevent any leaks." Ji Gang bowed and accepted the order, then quickly retreated.