Cultivation: Starting from a Mortal Bone

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”Has Your Majesty forgotten? I am Qin Yu.”

Qin Yu explained.

”Qin Yu?”

The Empress’s Dai Mei slightly furrowed, as if she had no impression at all.

Immediately after, in his shocked gaze, the Empress propped herself up, and a three-dimensional True Dragon was exposed in Qin Yu’s sight.

The Empress seemed utterly clueless, not even realizing to pull her robe closer. In Qin Yu’s astonished gaze, she stepped down from the Golden Thunder Dao Lotus, so full of life.

Then, with interest, the Empress circled around Qin Yu a few times, seemingly no different from the pure Empress Dowager, even drawing a little closer, her delicate nose softly sniffing, as if smelling the scent on him.

”You... what are you to me?”

The Empress’s tone was full of confusion as she asked.

Her slender, tender neck, half-opened collar...

She was completely unaware of how alluring she appeared now.

Although the Empress’s aura was gone, her beauty was still so dreamlike, so unreal that it seemed.

She stood so full of life in front of Qin Yu.

Tss!...

First, she was puzzled, then a bit curious, then she asked, ”What are you hiding under your clothes?”

This was torture!

Imagine, a woman as if the Luo God stands in front of you and asks you this—what man could bear it?!

Qin Yu could only frantically inhale cold air to quell his fiery temper.

He kept telling himself, in front of him was the Empress, the elder sister of Little Ling’Er, he must not, absolutely cannot.

Moreover, he did not know if this was a test from the Empress to him.

What if it was?

However, just as Qin Yu was suppressing himself, the Empress, due to his silence, took action.

”No!”

Qin Yu’s pupils shrank intensely, instinctively reaching to grab the extended jade hand.

So tender.

So smooth.

Truly deserving of the title of Luo God...

Ahem.

Truly deserving of the Empress.

”Is that not allowed?”

The Empress seemed a bit disappointed, even the light in her eyes dimming noticeably.

This scene made Qin Yu feel terrible, even feeling guilty of a grave sin.

How could he deny the goddess’s request?!

Qin Yu even considered placing the jade hand there himself.

What’s the harm in it?

He wouldn’t lose out.

Of course, by now, he still feared retribution later from the Empress.

There were too many rumors about this Great Yan Empress, making one inevitably feel dread.

Compared to the Prince of the Immortal Country back then, Qin Yu’s actions were clearly... more excessive.

Indeed.

In front of such a situation, this was a severe test for him. Even more challenging than Tang Sanzang’s journey to the Women’s Country by hundreds, thousands of times!

Why must he be tested this way?!

Qin Yu cried out within.

He was just a Tributor, not a dignitary, how could he withstand such a trial?

While he battled internally, the Empress, no longer tangled, with curiosity, continued asking, ”You still haven’t said, what are you to me?”

”Your Majesty, please arrange your clothing first.”

With great resolve, Qin Yu finally lowered his gaze.

Because the attire on the Empress was clearly thrown on in haste, barely held together with a simple wrap.

With the Empress stepping off the Lotus Platform, and the True Dragon coiling in front of her continued to...

Undulate.

This led to the neckline appearing open.

Moments ago, when the Empress drew near, Qin Yu carelessly.

Truly, just carelessly.

The result was a complete, unobstructed view...

He thought of a line from a poem.

Vast scenery across thousands of miles!

How perfectly fitting.

Was he supposed to look at this?!

Dare he look at this?!

However, as he lowered his gaze, Qin Yu once more witnessed a scene that left him parched.

Though the Empress’s robe draped naturally, the pair of jade feet came into view.

At this moment, the Empress wasn’t wearing shoes, standing there barefoot.

Elegant and delicate, as if forged by the passage of time, her jade feet bloomed like spring flowers, infinitely graceful.

Sculpted from jade, white as snow.

With just one glance, it was as if Qin Yu’s gaze was completely attached, unable to shift away.

”Why do you call me ’Your Majesty’?”

Her disheveled attire aside, the Empress seemed more interested in his form of address.

”Well...”

Qin Yu continued to breathe steadily.

Though his entire being was protesting, he diverted his gaze, tidied up the Empress’s attire, all the while explaining the significance behind the title.

For quite a while.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yet, his respect did not diminish in the slightest.

At the same time, Qin Yu dared at last to openly gaze at the Empress before him.

She was truly beautiful.

A beauty that could only be captured in an ode.

Though at the moment, the Empress bore slightly less ’divinity’ on her, she embodied more of earthly charm.

While he observed the Empress, she gazed at him unblinkingly.

Even blinked her eyes once.

Seeing the Empress this way, Qin Yu knew she had no understanding of what it meant to be the ruler of a nation.

Thus, he refrained from further elaboration on terms of address.

His mind was now on the Empress’s instructions.

If within seven days, she didn’t emerge from this state, then...

Qin Yu’s heart tightened.

Obviously, he couldn’t just sit back as the Empress fell.

Does that mean that only one path lies before him?!

For some reason.

He was not afraid, he was rather a little... excited.