540 Golden Crow Descends Into the Heavenly Palace (1)
The osmanthus cake in the county capital wasn’t cheap.
One portion had five pieces and cost a spirit coin.
The reason for this seemed to be because some spiritual plants had been added to the osmanthus cake. As for the osmanthus itself, the shopkeeper said that it was transported from Lin Lan Province.
Xu Qing bought three portions.
He ate while moving toward the branch sect.
It had to be said that the taste of the osmanthus cake in the county capital was indeed quite good. When Xu Qing arrived at the branch sect, he had already finished his portion. After that, he took a deep breath and strode into the branch sect.
On the way, he saw a few disciples of the Eight Sects Alliance. Every one of them was very respectful when they saw Xu Qing. Even Huang Yikun helplessly greeted Xu Qing.
Xu Qing nodded and walked toward the branch sect’s residence A.
He felt a little nervous when he thought of Purple Mystic Fairy. Regardless of her cultivation or her various emotions, she was beyond Xu Qing’s reach.
However, he had no choice but to go.
Hence, he took a deep breath and stepped into residence A. After passing through a few courtyards, he arrived at the courtyard where Room A1 was located.
This place was also a large courtyard with many fake hills and flourishing vegetation. There were also many maidservants.
Clearly, even in the county capital, Purple Mystic Fairy still had requirements for the quality of life.
When these maidservants saw Xu Qing, their eyes lit up and bowed in greetings with curious expressions. After Xu Qing walked far away, they looked at Xu Qing’s back and couldn’t help but whisper to each other. From time to time, they would even laugh coquettishly.
However, regardless of whether it was Xu Qing or them, they couldn’t see that there was a little boy who had entered the courtyard. It stood beside the group of maids curiously and pricked up its ears to listen to their discussion.
At that moment, Xu Qing had already arrived outside Room A1. His expression turned solemn as he cupped his fists and spoke in a low voice.
“Disciple Xu Qing requests an audience with Purple Mystic Fairy.”
The door of the room slowly opened and Purple Mystic Fairy’s figure walked out. She was wearing a purple palace dress today. Her black hair draped over her shoulders. She looked noble and elegant, and emitted spiritual charm like an immortal.
However, her beautiful eyes were filled with a hint of anger. This emotion caused her peerlessly beautiful face to look more lively, as though a fairy had walked into the world.
Her appearance seemed to add a hint of light to the dusk night. When it was reflected in Xu Qing’s eyes, it became an indelible reflection that grew deeper and clearer.
Zi Xuan walked up to Xu Qing.
When she saw the paper bag in Xu Qing’s hand, the anger in her eyes melted into joy.
“I was still wondering why you came so late. So the little kid still remembers what I said.”
“Junior doesn’t dare to forget Senior’s words.” Xu Qing tried his best not to be so nervous and said solemnly. After he finished speaking, he handed over the osmanthus cake with both hands.
Zi Xuan smiled and took it, and was about to speak.
Xu Qing began to take out items one after another from his storage bag.
Green bean cake, immortal dew pancake, pineapple crisp, pea cake, almond pancake, nine layered cake…
There were a total of more than 50 types, and there were two portions of each.
When the maidservant at the side saw this scene, she hurriedly stepped forward and took them with a tray. Very soon, the pastries on the tray piled up into a small mountain.
Zi Xuan was stunned for a moment and looked at Xu Qing strangely. It was the same for the maidservant who was holding the tray.
After Xu Qing finished taking out everything, he took a deep breath and spoke seriously to Purple Mystic Fairy.
“Junior doesn’t know what Senior likes other than osmanthus cakes, so I bought everything I could.”
Xu Qing’s words were sincere. He held great respect for knowledge and understood that not only did he need Purple Mystic Fairy to guide him on integrating an emperor-level cultivation art into the Heavenly Palace, but he also needed her protection
He would remember this kindness in his heart. That was why he spent time buying so many pastries. This was also the reason why he came late.
When Zi Xuan heard this, her phoenix-like eyes landed on Xu Qing’s eyes. After staring at them for a while, ripples appeared in her heart. The displeasure she had felt during this period of time completely dissipated. She then turned her head and instructed the maid softly.
“Put these pastries in my room. Be careful not to break them.”
The maid hurriedly nodded. After she entered the room, she glanced at Xu Qing and Zi Xuan before leaving.
She felt that she shouldn’t stay here right now.
Ignoring the maid, Purple Mystic Fairy’s lips curved upwards, revealing a gentle smile on her flawless face. She waved her hand and the surroundings underwent a transformation. The green stone slabs turned into grassy meadows, the artificial mountain became a towering peak, the flowers and shrubs transformed into tall trees, and a pavilion appeared nearby.
“Xu Qing, come.”
Zi Xuan walked into the pavilion and sat there. At that moment, a gentle wind blew over, lifting her black hair. It also fluttered her dress and pressed it tightly against her body, accentuating her curves when she sat down.
The dress looked even more perfect on her.
Xu Qing hesitated and walked over, sitting opposite Zi Xuan.
Sitting here, he could see more clearly and a familiar fragrance seeped into his nose.
That fragrance was very pleasant.
He could only sit here because the stone stool was here.
“Tell me about the matter with the Prison Department in the past month or so.” Zi Xuan placed one hand on the stone platform at the side and supported her chin. Her eyelashes fluttered as she looked at Xu Qing.
In this moment, her demeanor had changed from the mature and elegant woman who had walked out of the room earlier. She was no longer as gentle and dignified as she was when she saw the osmanthus cake. Instead, she exuded the aura of a young girl, and her age was indiscernible from her appearance. Yet, she remained peerlessly beautiful.
Even though Xu Qing had experienced this transformation several times before, he still couldn’t resist its allure. He admitted that… from head to toe, this Purple Mystic Fairy in front of him exuded an astonishing charm.