CHAPTER 369: CHAPTER 369

It’s amusing to say, but as a eunuch serving by the Emperor’s side, the young eunuch has tasted countless dishes prepared by the Imperial Chef, especially since the Emperor currently has little appetite. Many dishes get presented, and the Emperor doesn’t eat a single bite and directly rewards them to the eunuchs.

This chicken soup, ever since the Emperor fell ill, the young eunuch has drunk it countless times. Whether it’s with or without various rare treasures, or however intricate the process may be, when those soups are stewed, they’re just ordinary, and the taste of chicken soup, well, what more could it be?

But this time, when Chen Muxue opened the lid, the aroma of the chicken soup truly astonished the young eunuch!

The young eunuch couldn’t help but swallow; perhaps this time he could actually taste it? He was truly curious about the flavor...

Although the young eunuch has some cultivation, looking at his identity, it’s obvious that his cultivation is certainly not as standardized as the ancient Immortal Cultivation Sects; fasting practices didn’t show much effect for him, so he simply gave up.

After all, eating is one of the primary instincts of humans as animals.

Perhaps the aroma of the chicken soup was just too astonishing, and the young eunuch slightly softened his attitude toward Chen Muxue: "In that case, young lady, you shouldn’t stray too far. If something truly happens, the responsibility may be too much for you to bear, even if you are a cultivator..."

Chen Muxue was quite surprised to hear him speaking so much: "Then I thank you for the reminder, Grandpa—aren’t you leaving?"

Upon hearing this, the young eunuch immediately turned and ran away at such speed that Chen Muxue hadn’t reacted before the young eunuch had vanished.

Pursuing was definitely not an option, as the chicken soup wasn’t ready yet. Chen Muxue felt a bit upset; it would probably take another half hour. Letting her wait here alone, without a phone, among so many people she didn’t know—she was directly overwhelmed by social anxiety!

Chen Muxue silently crouched in front of the stove, pulled a chopstick from somewhere, and began drawing circles on the ground.

Over there, Cen Lizhui’s group was still vigilantly watched by the old Emperor.

The main concern wasn’t the Emperor, but the eunuch beside him, Yu Yan, who not only had a hooked nose but also had eyes that were like an eagle’s.

"Yu Yan, do you mean this person is a disciple of the Immortal Sect?" The Emperor slowly shifted his gaze to Cen Lizhui, an unreadable emotion brewing in his eyes.

Yu Yan smiled slightly: "Indeed."

Cen Lizhui had calculated everything but hadn’t foreseen encountering a Void Refinement Realm expert, nor being instantly recognized by him.

This person must have seen many people from the Immortal Sect; otherwise, he couldn’t have come to such a conclusion and seen through him so easily.

Still clinging to a false hope.

"It’s said that the Immortal Sect disciples reveal their attributes only at critical moments?"

It’s unclear whether the Emperor resembles Yu Yan or Yu Yan resembles the Emperor; both knowing the other is an Immortal Sect disciple, their first thoughts are surprisingly similar.

Lin Qing was still dazed; the strike from a Void Refinement Realm expert had already shattered the pride of his Liuyun Sect Senior Brother because he realized he couldn’t do anything.

Earlier he secretly crushed a Help Talisman, perhaps his masters had received it?

It seems Yu Yan saw through Lin Qing’s thoughts and again smiled: "That little brother is actually from Liuyun Sect; I wonder what our Emperor did to garner the attention of two major sects?" Speaking, a surging spiritual power appeared in his hand.

Lin Qing’s pupils suddenly contracted; this person could actually manifest the power of the Help Talisman and hold it in his hand!