Ming Dynasty: Gain one supernatural power every day

After seeing Zhu Di off, Zhu Gaoxi stayed in the Heavenly Palace for a while. He was lying there contemplating life when he saw the Willow Goddess beside him and a thought suddenly popped into his head.

Liu Shenhui possesses numerous supernatural abilities. Although these abilities cannot be taught to others due to the rules of this world, she can use them freely herself.

In other words, with the power of the Rat Talisman, he could stop signing in altogether and solve all his problems simply by summoning. Whatever character he wanted, he could just sculpt one using Divine Craftsmanship, bring it to life with the Rat Talisman, and be done.

Willow God served him, summoning other creatures to do his work; if he wanted money, he summoned the God of Wealth; if he wanted a beautiful woman, he summoned Chang'e; if he wanted crops, he summoned the God of Agriculture; if he wanted rain, he summoned the Dragon King… He could just lie there and be a hands-off manager.

From now on, he won't have to do anything. He can just lie on the cloud chair every day, move his fingers, and have someone solve all his problems. It sounds unreal.

But as he thought about it, he felt something was off.

Some things you have to do yourself to look cool. It just doesn't feel right if someone else does it for you. You can let someone else do your work, but you can't let someone else do your thing to look cool.

He still vividly remembered the expressions on the faces of all the civil and military officials looking up at him in the Imperial Sword Hall last time. Would it feel the same if he had some summoned deity fly for him? Outsourcing the act of showing off completely destroys its soul.

There is one more matter that needs careful consideration. The female creature summoned by the Rat Talisman is, after all, just a wooden carving, although it is indistinguishable from a real person once it comes to life.

But he changes women every few days. How can he explain this to his father and mother? How can he explain it to his brothers?

Every time, I have to rack my brains to come up with a story. This one says it was sent by the Dao Ancestor. The Dao Ancestor in heaven must be sneezing—why is Fourth Brother using me as a scapegoat? If I reward him with a Purple Heaven Divine Lightning, he'll be struck down and turned into a CF (Crossfire) Fourth Brother.

Besides, now that he's come to this Ming Dynasty, he has to settle down here. Otherwise, without a wife and children, he'll always feel out of place and not like a local.

He should properly marry a principal wife, then take several concubines, have a few children, and manage the Prince Rui's mansion well. This is the long-term plan. He cannot let these female beings, who can be summoned at any time, affect his happy life in the Ming Dynasty.

In the future, when no one is in the manor, we can summon him out for a bit of fun, but when there are people around, it's best to avoid bringing him out.

The next time you need to summon something, summon a respectable deity like the God of Wealth or the Dragon King, and say that they are his friends in heaven who were specially invited down to help.

This explanation is flawless. It's perfectly normal for a disciple of the Daoist Ancestor to have friends who are immortals, right? If I'm broke, I'll ask the God of Wealth for some money. Is that okay? What? You're going to die? No problem, the King of Hell and my buddy will give you an extra 20 years, okay?

Having figured this out, he looked down at the Willow Goddess standing quietly beside him, then at the little gold pendant coiled on his wrist. For now, it was more convenient to bring the little gold pendant with him when going out; it didn't take up much space hanging on his wrist, and he didn't need to explain its origin to anyone.

He reached out and extracted the divine power of the Rat Talisman from Liu Shen's body. Liu Shen's form quickly faded, her black hair turned back into withered wood, and her skin faded back into wood grain, transforming her back into a wooden sculpture standing quietly by the viewing platform.

He raised his hand and sent a wisp of time's power through it, and the wooden sculpture silently turned into dust, dissipating in the breeze within the barrier.

The power of the Rat Talisman was injected into Xiao Jin, and a familiar warmth came from his wrist.

Zhu Gaoxi looked down and saw that the wooden carving had come back to life. Little Jin had coiled back around his wrist, and the dragon's head was slightly raised, looking at him with puzzled eyes.

Jinlong shook his head, his whiskers swaying gently in the air, clearly thinking: How come I've lost my memory again? It's been like this lately, I keep blacking out, and I haven't been drinking.

"Little Jin, I miss you so much. You're the best." Zhu Gaoxi raised his wrist and gently touched the dragon's horns, his tone so sincere that even he almost believed it.

Little Gold was so moved that its scales opened slightly, and its tail gently rubbed against his wrist.

Zhu Gaoxi looked down at it, thinking to himself: If I had a choice, I wouldn't have chosen you. You're always curled up on my hand, pretending to be dead.

Forget it, let's go back to the manor. The sky is cold and desolate, there's not a single person to talk to. I'll go back to Prince Rui's manor to find his brothers and play with his little nephews and nieces. I haven't seen them all day, and I miss them a little.

Zhu Gaoxi rode on lightning, stretching the clouds into the shape of a recliner. With his hands behind his head and legs crossed, he slowly drifted towards the Prince Rui's residence.

He quite liked the feeling of slowly floating in the air. The sun shone down, warming the cloud chair, and the evening breeze was filtered by the protective shield, leaving only a gentle caress on his face. It was even more comfortable than sitting in first class in his previous life.

As he floated over Prince Rui's mansion, he suddenly heard a commotion erupting below. He wondered who was so inconsiderate and noisy.

Too lazy to move, he scanned the area with his spiritual power and found that the sound did not come from his residence, but from the Han Prince's residence next door.

In the backyard of the Prince of Han's mansion, Zhu Gaoxu was sitting on a stone bench in the center of the courtyard, drinking tea with his legs crossed, while Zhu Gaosui sat next to him.

A teapot and several plates of snacks were placed on the stone table between the two, but the tea had long since gone cold.

Zhu Gaosui sat there, glancing at the sky every now and then. Zhu Gaoxu, however, was far less patient, pacing anxiously back and forth, wondering why his fourth brother hadn't returned yet. Every now and then, he'd yell at the door, "Go see if the fourth brother's back yet!"

The last person to care about his brothers this much was Li Shimin. He would stake out Xuanwu Gate during a live stream, just in case his two brothers didn't come. And as soon as they met, he would give them several Cloud Piercing Arrows. He was very generous.

The servant at the gate had already run back and forth five or six times, each time returning with a shake of his head, only to be yelled at to run the next round.

The children had a great time, playing and laughing in the yard.

While they were playing, Zhu Zhanhe looked up and saw a cloud. He suddenly jumped up from the ground, pointed at the sky, and shouted, "Look! Isn't that Uncle Si's cloud?!"

That shout was extremely penetrating; it could be heard throughout the entire Prince Han's residence.

Zhu Zhanqi jumped up immediately afterward: "Where is Fourth Uncle?"

Upon hearing the name "Fourth Uncle," the children seemed to be under some kind of magical influence, immediately stopping their play and standing up to look at the cloud above.

"Fourth Uncle, Fourth Uncle. We're here!"

"Fourth Uncle, come down quickly, let me ride your cloud."

"Silkworm, Yao Yao is in the mud..."

Several children screamed wildly when they saw the cloud.

"That must be the fourth brother." Zhu Gaoxu looked up and sure enough, the white cloud was slowly drifting towards the direction of Prince Rui's mansion. There was someone on the cloud, which should be the fourth brother. Why does this cloud look like a chair?

He gathered his strength in his dantian, raised his voice to its maximum, and roared towards the sky: "Fourth... brother..."

The shout made the teacups on the stone table tremble. The echo reverberated throughout the Prince's mansion, startling all the servants.

Background music plays, and birds chirp merrily in the trees...

"That's too loud!" Zhu Zhanhe and Zhu Zhanqi, who were standing next to each other, covered their ears at the same time, grimacing as they moved to the side.

Princess Zhending quickly ran to Zhu Gaosui's side and looked up to her father to complain, "Second Uncle... Second Uncle is yelling so loudly! Yao Yao's ears are hurt!"

"Second brother, keep your voice down, you're scaring Yao Yao!" Zhu Gaosui said to Zhu Gaoxu, who was shouting.