The civil and military officials of the entire court looked at each other in dismay.
Oh, wonderful!
They had thought they were here to offer congratulations.
Who would have thought... they were here to have their flesh carved out!
But what was the other party's status?
The crowd's grievances could only be swallowed back into their stomachs; they didn't even dare to let out a peep.
The Emperor seemed to know that this display of greed was a bit unsightly. He coughed unnaturally and explained further, "While the auspicious hour hasn't arrived yet, those who aren't properly prepared should hurry and send people to get things... Don't say I didn't warn you. Once this moment passes, even if you want to give, you likely won't have the chance."
Who among those present wasn't a shrewd fox?
Hearing those words...
They instantly thought of Jiang Yuechu's strength and methods.
A large number of officials disregarded their dignity, turning back to the courtyard's exterior to give orders to the waiting servants.
"Quick! Return to the manor! Bring the treasures from the secret compartment in the study!"
"Go to the warehouse and fetch that Lingzhi mushroom. If you can't get it, bring me your head!"
The entire perimeter of the courtyard instantly became a chaotic mess of chickens flying and dogs jumping.
The servants lifted the hems of their robes and scrambled outward, fearing that a single slow step would cost their Masters' lives.
For a time, the sound of horse hooves thundered on Vermilion Bird Street, all of them servants forced to return and fetch treasures.
The Emperor stood atop the high steps.
Listening to the noisy commotion below...
The corners of his mouth couldn't stop curling upward, revealing an extremely gratified smile.
In truth... how could he possibly care about the treasures of these ministers?
His true purpose... was actually for Jiang Yuechu.
Jiang Yuechu's cultivation progress was advancing by leaps and bounds.
Killing Demon Emperors like slaughtering dogs, and eradicating Dao Lineages like pulling weeds.
For the Great Tang, it might be a good thing.
But for him, as her older brother... he felt increasingly uneasy.
The Immortals in legends were all aloof and superior; which of them still took the rules of the Mortal world seriously?
Severing worldly ties and discarding the seven emotions and six desires was also normal.
But he was truly afraid that one day Jiang Yuechu would also become like that... If that day truly came, how could this Mortal world keep her?
Precisely because he knew her cold and detached temperament...
He had deliberately arranged such a grand spectacle today.
Forcing the officials to send gifts and causing a chaotic stir in the manor.
People, after all, must be touched by a bit of vulgarity... to be smoked by the fires of the human world and surrounded by the noise of the mundane world.
With greedy officials, worldly servants, chaotic schemes, and the clamor of domestic trivialities.
With these things...
She would be a living, breathing person, the Eldest Princess of the Great Tang, and a member of his Li family Bloodline.
If she remained cold forever, wouldn't she turn into a block of stone?
...
Jiang Yuechu was unaware of the Emperor's little schemes.
In a corner of the courtyard...
Three demons were currently kneeling neatly on the ground.
Tiger Cuihua had a large bump on her head.
Old Scarlet Flood Dragon had two rolls of blood-stopping cloth stuffed into his nostrils.
Running Ox was the most miserable, with half of his face swollen high.
Just moments ago...
Hearing the three demons' bickering, Jiang Yuechu found it annoying and rewarded each with a punch. Now, they were all behaving themselves.
Lowering her eyes to look at these three demons who didn't even dare to breathe loudly...
Jiang Yuechu shook her sleeves, then turned to look at the spectating Wang Ziyu beside her, saying somewhat apologetically, "Once today's matters are handled, it might still take a few more days..."
Wang Ziyu shook his head and said casually, "I'm actually not in a hurry. Since Master told me to lead the way for you, just call me whenever you're free."
Hearing these words...
The three demons who were originally squatting in the corner playing dead instantly pricked up their ears.
Running Ox was the first to be unable to restrain himself.
He suddenly stood up, his massive head leaning in: "Your Highness, are you going out again?"
Jiang Yuechu nodded slightly.
Moving into a new residence today, combined with having just given these fellows a beating, her mood was quite good.
She rarely offered an explanation.
"I'm going out to find something."
Hearing this...
Running Ox immediately became energized.
He was originally a Demon Emperor in the Great Marsh, accustomed to being free and easy.
Although Chang'an City was comfortable with food and drink every day...
This Mortal Dynasty had too many rules after all.
One couldn't just crush stone slabs at will, nor could one shout loudly at will.
One didn't even dare to let out a loud fart; it was somewhat uncomfortable...
"Your Highness, old Ox here is thick-skinned and tough, able to endure and fight. When traveling abroad, how can you go without old Ox to clear the path for you!"
The Old Scarlet Flood Dragon on the side heard this and immediately grew anxious.
He scrambled and squeezed to the front.
"Your Highness! This old servant also wants to go!"
It was no wonder he was anxious... aside from the first time he returned from traveling with Jiang Yuechu, he had always remained here in Chang'an City.
Although he had now managed to become the temple overseer of the True Lord Temple, which was quite impressive...
The fatal problem was...
He hadn't shown his face by Her Highness's side for a long time.
Now, not only was that black brute by Her Highness's side, but a tiger demon who knew how to use fancy words had appeared out of thin air.
If he didn't follow along to vie for favor, where would there be a place for him, the Old Scarlet Flood Dragon, by Her Highness's side in the future?
"Your Highness, although this old servant's strength is insufficient, this old servant's loyalty to Your Highness is as clear as the sun and moon... This old servant misses Your Highness day and night in Chang'an City, sighing every day at that clay True Lord statue. If I cannot serve by your side, I would rather..."
Speaking to this point...
He secretly glanced up at Jiang Yuechu's reaction before continuing gloomily, "I would rather just bash my head and die..."
In the corner...
Tiger Cuihua didn't shout and clamor like Running Ox and the Old Scarlet Flood Dragon, but simply looked at Jiang Yuechu expectantly.
As a small demon with ideals and ambitions...
Her greatest dream was to see all the mountains and rivers of the Eastern Region and tread upon those Grotto-Heavens and Blessed Lands recorded in books.
If she could follow this fierce deity who could Ascend the Tower and slay a Chess Player, she would naturally gain countless insights.
If she could survive in the future, writing a travelogue would make her name live for eternity among the Yao Race.
But she was a newcomer after all, with the shallowest seniority.
And she had just received a beating.
How could she dare to speak up and make a request?
Jiang Yuechu looked at these three demons of different forms before her.
Her eyebrows twitched slightly.
She first looked at Running Ox.
"You cannot go."
Running Ox was stunned, his face full of grievance.
"Why, Your Highness?"
Jiang Yuechu pointed to the bulging area in Running Ox's arms: "Your Big Sister is in this state now, her feathers haven't even grown in properly, and you want to take her and run around with me?"
Hearing the words 'bald chicken'...
The Fledgling Bird chirped angrily, flapping its bare wings in protest, only to be pressed back into his chest by Running Ox.
Running Ox opened his mouth, looked at the Big Sister in his arms, and then looked at Jiang Yuechu.
In the end, he could only droop his head and sigh helplessly.
Big Sister was indeed too weak now; a random gust of evil wind could blow her sick.
If she truly got bumped or bruised, he couldn't take the responsibility.
Jiang Yuechu's gaze then fell upon the Old Scarlet Flood Dragon.
The Old Scarlet Flood Dragon immediately straightened his back, trying his best to look more spirited.
"You can't go either."
Jiang Yuechu's tone was flat, leaving no room for negotiation.
"You are now the temple overseer of the Chang'an True Lord Temple. If you run away, who will manage that mess? Furthermore, you are currently only at the Mountain Gazing Realm. This trip will be long, and if we truly encounter trouble..."
These words were extremely blunt.
The Old Scarlet Flood Dragon felt his heart dripping blood as he listened.
He opened his mouth, wanting to argue a bit, but found he had absolutely nothing to say.
The Mountain Gazing Realm.
In the eyes of Mortals, it was a deity, but in Her Highness's eyes, it truly wasn't even worth a fart.
He could only close his mouth helplessly.
Only his legs wouldn't stop trembling...
He seemed to have forgotten.
Although Her Highness didn't value strength... one couldn't truly have zero cultivation!
When Her Highness's strength became even greater in the future, could he, as a Mountain Gazing Realm cultivator, truly rely on flattery to keep his position...
His workplace crisis...
It seemed to have completely erupted.