Chapter 78. The Princess’s Generous Gift

Chapter 78. The Princess’s Generous Gift

Just as expected.

According to the plot development, the future Empress Luo Xiaoxue will undoubtedly survive this disaster; otherwise, there wouldn’t be the classic scene of her ordering a heavenly decree to hunt down the demon Lin Nuo in the future.

In summary, this outing was just a casual trip to Huang City, where I showed my face in front of the Royal Guards, did my own thing, and didn’t even encounter the princess, so it wouldn’t interfere with the original storyline. It was merely a side event of some underworld massacre.

As for who found the princess, I had no interest in knowing.

Lin Nuo said flatly, “I didn’t do anything, and besides, I wasn’t the one who found the princess.”

Master Zhao stroked his beard and chuckled, “You’re being modest. While it’s true you didn’t directly find the princess, you went to Huang City and contributed to the royal family. This is still a merit, and the royal family won’t forget such kindness; they specially sent someone to deliver a generous gift to express their gratitude.”

Recalling the time when I was being hunted down by Empress Xiaoxue across the nation, I certainly didn’t have any fond feelings for her; in fact, I could even say I detested her. It wasn’t that I was afraid of those lowly henchmen; it was just that there were too many of them. Trying to sleep or drink water meant risking an encounter with someone who didn’t mind getting hurt to catch me. Daily killings were also quite a hassle.

This wave of human sea tactics was ordered by Xiaoxue—since they couldn’t take me head-on, they tried to wear me down. Such a vicious method, truly befitting a woman capable of ruling the entire Puhan Empire.

What could she have sent as a gift? Surely it must be some spiritual artifact, gold, silver, jewels, or perhaps titles of nobility—something like Guardian General or Righteous Hero. The mere thought was nauseating.

“I violated the sect rules and have no right to accept rewards.”

Lin Nuo looked at Han Fairy present at the scene.

“Right, Master?”

Han Fairy replied softly, “One matter at a time. You must be punished for your mistake according to the sect rules and cannot accept gifts from Xuanyun Sect, but this is a thank-you gift from Her Highness the Princess, so you may accept it.”

Goodness, when it comes to accepting rewards, you’re all official-style, aren’t you, Han Fairy?

If I don’t accept it, then the gift should go to Han Fairy’s sect, as there’s no way to return a gift back to the royal family. If the disciple doesn’t accept it, the master can receive it instead. How convenient, claiming sect unity while being pragmatic.

“Hmm? Feng Xuan, what error did Lin Nuo commit that warrants punishment per our sect’s rules?” Master Zhao asked, puzzled.

Han Fairy hesitated, as the three disciples had recently destroyed a spiritual spring, and this embarrassing incident should not be made public—after all, family scandals should not be aired.

“It’s nothing. Just a small matter.”

Lin Nuo interrupted, “So what’s this generous gift?”

Master Zhao responded, “There are gold, silver, jewels, and spiritual artifacts. Lin Nuo, you have a Wind Spiritual Root, and the royal family sent an Eighth-Rank Wind Spiritual Ring, which will be beneficial for you in the future. They can also grant you a title.”

“Titles can be skipped; I don’t care for such fame.”

“Not bad for the future pillar of Xuanyun Sect. You’re indifferent to fame and fortune,” Master Zhao chuckled as he stroked his beard.

“…”

No, no, I’m not indifferent to fame and fortune; it’s just that you don’t have the titles I want, like World-Destroying Villain or Sinful Demon. Are you going to grant those?

I can take the items, but forget about the fame.

The Eighth-Rank Wind Spiritual Ring is actually a great spiritual artifact suitable for me, Lin Nuo, since I have a Wind Spiritual Root. However, being of Eighth Rank means it’s a high-grade item that requires at least a mid or high-tier cultivator to wield—at least a sixth-tier cultivator can use it.

Goodness, I hope no one seriously believed the last thing I said about being an eighth-tier? No way, right?

One can’t generalize human physiques; cultivators have corresponding spiritual roots. My Lin Nuo is a Wind Spiritual Root—a man like the wind.

Before my reincarnation, I was like the wind; now, I’m more like a madman.

Spiritual roots indicate a cultivator’s direction in training, but Wind Spiritual Roots don’t merely mean wind attributes; they signify agility.

In this spiritual cultivation world, some have multiple spiritual roots, but having more isn’t always better. Multiple roots can lead to mediocrity without any standout traits. Liu Shuqin, for instance, has both Earth and Wind Spiritual Roots—Earth being defensive and Wind being agile—yet she excels in neither.

The main character, Su Kexin, only has a Fire Spiritual Root, representing strength, fitting for her role. After her explosion of power, she seems to have all attributes—agility, strength, defense, and more.

Just thinking about it makes me envious.

Another capable female cultivator, Qin Shili, only has an Ice Spiritual Root, yet her combat strength is already the top among her peers in Xuanyun Sect.

But me? I’m just a nobody, doing nothing, and yet the royal family is willing to gift the precious Eighth-Rank Wind Spiritual Ring due to the social ties involved. The princess being found is quite a rarity; it’s not about nationwide celebrations but sending generous gifts to Xuanyun Sect’s disciples as gratitude is quite necessary for future cooperation.

“Since you’re unwilling to accept a title, I’ll decline on your behalf. Besides, the princess also sent a little gift.”

“A little gift?”

“Just this.”

With that, Master Zhao pulled out a box of Meat Floss Cake from his sleeve and handed it to Lin Nuo.

As soon as Lin Nuo saw it, his eyes lit up.

Whoa, isn’t this Huaji Canned Meat Floss Cake?! The most famous Meat Floss Cake in the Puhan Empire!