The entire grotto-heaven of Mount Dagu was filled with an awkward atmosphere.
Jian Wushuang once again sized up this extremely simple grotto-heaven. Other than a few tattered praying mats that were almost patched up, the other feng shui scenery was all natural. Only then did he confirm that Wei Lijia was not lying. It was indeed poor.
"It can't be. How can a Derived Immortal like you be so poor?" Jian Wushuang unconsciously added another stab.
Wei Liujia was very hurt. His expression was almost twisted into a ball of embarrassment. "That, because I am only a small Derived Immortal and do not have much ability to accumulate wealth, I can only guard this Mount Dagu and live my life like this … In addition, the emperor has ordered that the mountain lords are not allowed to leave their territories without permission. That is why I am so poor."
"Originally, I had also asked other Derived Immortals for some precious spirit treasure seeds and was prepared to sow some. When the golden year comes and there is a harvest, I will present it to the imperial court. But my Mount Dagu is really a land of evil. It does not grow anything and can only grow some ordinary things. Therefore, after a while, it has become the situation that you see now."
Speaking of this, Wei Liujia looked up at Jian Wushuang and said nervously, "Lords, you have also seen that I am really poor. Even if you strip me of my clothes, you will not be able to squeeze out any treasures. Lords, please give me a way out."
At this moment, Jian Wushuang finally understood. This young Derived Immortal named Wei Liujia had inherited his father's position and obtained the title of mountain lord.
But because of his bad luck and various other reasons, in the end, he was so poor that he could not even recruit capable people. He could only stay in his own territory and become a lone wolf.
"Don't worry. We will definitely not covet anything from you. We are only borrowing this precious land to rest and reorganize. After that, we will leave." After Jian Wushuang finished speaking, he motioned for Di Qing to loosen the Derived Immortal Rope.
After the rope was untied, the things that Wei Liujia had hidden in his clothes were scattered all over the ground.
Looking closely, they were all precious treasures of various sizes. There were more than ten of them, shining with all kinds of starry light. They could barely be considered decent.
The air froze. The corner of Wei Liujia's mouth twitched. Cold sweat poured out from his temples.
Jian Wushuang smiled slightly. "Quickly keep them. We are only here to rest and reorganize. We are not bandits who want to steal your treasures."
Wei Liujia agreed and hurriedly stuffed those treasures back into his clothes.
While he was keeping those treasures, Jian Wushuang recalled the previous conversation..... he quickly realized something and asked, he asked, "You said that you have to go to the imperial court every golden year.. Is the recipient Immortal, Prince Jiu?" Wei Liujia's......... the recipient is is the Second Prince's's son's son Jiu? "
Wei Liujia nodded. Jian Wushuang's warmth had unknowingly closed the distance between them. In addition, almost no top cultivator came to visit Mount Dagu on a daily basis, leaving him with no one to talk to. As a result, he had unknowingly opened his mouth to talk. "Yes, I have to go to the Heavenly Palace every other year to offer offerings."
Jian Wushuang was moved. He looked at Di Qing and asked again, "Has the imperial court offering started this year or not?"
"Not yet." Wei Liujia shook his head. "The imperial court offering starts every year after the Second Prince returns from the Heavenly Court's banquet. This year's imperial court offering has been delayed for some reason. However, it will start in three years."
Jian Wushuang's eyes brightened. This was like giving him a pillow right after he dozed off. He was still having a headache about how to get close to Prince Jiu. Now, this problem was easily solved.
As the saying goes, a thin camel is bigger than a horse. Even though Wei Liujia was ostracized by the other mountain lords, he could still go to the Heavenly Palace and meet Prince Jiu.
This alone was what Jian Wushuang urgently needed.
If he went with him to the Heavenly Palace to get close to Prince Jiu, he would have a legitimate and undetectable identity. As long as Yin Ling was by Prince Jiu's side or nearby, he would be able to find her whereabouts!
Jian Wushuang said, "If we want to go with you to the Heavenly Palace and meet Prince Jiu, is that possible?"
Wei Liujia was stunned. He quickly looked troubled. "I'm afraid that's not good. The Heavenly Palace is heavily guarded. Everyone who goes to pay tribute will be thoroughly investigated. What if …"
He did not say the second half of his sentence, but Jian Wushuang knew what he was thinking. If he brought them to the Heavenly Palace, once there were any consequences and problems, it was definitely not something a mere Derived Immortal like him could bear.
Just as Jian Wushuang was about to continue persuading him, Zhao Ting, who had been silent all this while, slowly walked forward.
Wei Liujia instinctively looked up. His body trembled when he saw him. He hurriedly stood up straight and cupped his hands to greet Zhao Ting. "I am the mountain lord of Mount Dagu, Wei Liujia. Greetings to Heavenly Official Zhao."
"You recognize me?" Zhao Ting walked in front of him and asked mildly.
"Of, of course. You are the Heavenly Official by the Second Prince's side. I will definitely remember you," Wei Liujia said embarrassedly.
Zhao Ting nodded and said, "I also recognize you. In fact, I have the deepest impression of you. I can still remember you now."
His eyes brightened. "I am indebted to Heavenly Official Zhao for remembering me."
"Of course I remember. You are the most unique existence among the seventeen mountain lords," Zhao Ting said with a smile.
"Ahaha … is that so?" Wei Liujia looked embarrassed. He naturally understood the meaning behind Zhao Ting's words.
In this annual court offering, he had made a fool of himself every time. Of course, he would leave a deep impression on others.
If nothing unexpected happened, he would make a fool of himself again in the Heavenly Palace's court offering this time.
Zhao Ting naturally did not know what he was thinking. He continued, "They are all my colleagues. Because I have important matters to attend to, I am unable to go to the Heavenly Palace. Can you bring them to the Heavenly Palace to pay tribute?"
Although Zhao Ting was asking, her tone did not allow for discussion.
Although her words were full of loopholes, Wei Liujia did not dare to disobey. He could only cup his hands and say, "Heavenly Official Zhao, Mount Dagu's mountain lord, Wei Liujia, can do it."
Zhao Ting nodded, then looked at Jian Wushuang.
Jian Wushuang returned her a look of affirmation, then stood up and walked toward Wei Liujia.
"Brother Wei, have you prepared any gifts for the Second Prince during this court offering?"
Hearing this, Wei Liujia immediately broke out in cold sweat again. His expression was extremely uneasy. "Yes, I have prepared them. However, whether they can satisfy the Second Prince is another matter …"
"Then can you let me take a look?" Jian Wushuang smiled and said.
"Alright, alright." His expression was complicated as he slowly reached into his clothes.
A moment later, some of the treasures hidden in his clothes were taken out one by one and carefully hovered in the air.
After seeing the treasures prepared for the Second Prince, Jian Wushuang finally believed that Wei Liujia was really poor!
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