Chapter 864: The Legal Foundation Is Complete!

Imperial Horse Supervision.

The weather turned cool, leaves swirled in the air, and the inner court Dadao was wide and straight.

Not a trace of odor lingered in the air; on either side, stall after stall of horse pens surrounded the area, rows upon rows of fine steeds lowered their heads to feed—some ate grass, some ate meat, even some gnawed stones.

There were Qingzhou male blood horses one and a half zhang tall, and also miniature horses half a person's height, their hair glossy and well-nourished.

"Can this horse be ridden?" Liang Qu pointed at the small Aima.

"Your Excellency, Lord Baron Xingyi," the stable official bowed, "this horse is called the Youmao Horse, gifted by a small northern kingdom over a decade ago. It lacks strength—fine for carrying a child, but unfit for any sturdy adult. Yet it has one virtue: its coat grows exceptionally well, smooth and supple."

"It serves two purposes: first, as a pet for companionship and play; second, its hair is harvested in summer to weave textiles. All horses are registered and cannot be privately claimed. This year's textile harvest produced a batch—if you like, as the weather cools, I shall send you a horsehair blanket?"

Shuntian Prefecture Office.

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The stable official bowed.

Correct.

【Strong Hooves】…

Merged with Chishan, it became an even more striking red, more solemn and deadly!

Liang Qu cradled Chishan's head, overjoyed.

Three short days—what is that?

His dragon flight relied on his third divine talent, controlling mist and traversing the Six Emptinesses, using Gangfeng as a "semi-physical" medium; since it derived from the Blue Dragon Killing Scripture, the entire dragon was a pale, natural blue.

A mane of red hair flowed elegantly, two ears standing high like dragon horns; its head, belly, and thighs were fully covered in crimson scales—majestic beyond compare!

【Rapid Transformation into Wind】: sprint at full speed, transform into wind, move unseen, arrive and depart without trace.

Only missing 【Wogong】! "Thank you all."

The result? You don't know until you ride—once mounted, an unexpected bonus emerged.

The original dragon could carry one or two people, but not heavy or bulky loads—just like the old "Riding Clouds and Mist," where only Dragon Fubo, as a spirit soldier, shared spiritual affinity and could float in the sky.

Liang Qu's first reaction.

Liang Qu chuckled, sitting across the desk: "It's not that she lacks ancestral origin—it's that she lacks household registration. Your Excellency, you're well aware of Long Eying's situation: she is a dragon-human, never registered under Great Shun's household rolls. Can we resolve this today, and register her as a native of Pingyang?"

"Your Excellency is too kind," the stable official gestured, "this way—Lord Chishan is dining."

Step into the void!

Liang Qu summoned water to crash down; the red dragon caught all ten tons of water.

"Good!"

Impressive! "Indeed, pure yang."

Originally focused on 【Pure Yang】—now perhaps even stronger, ranking first among the five talents.

Riding the dragon requires constant attention; Liang Qu must split his focus, though not excessively, yet it still prevents him from "sleeping while flying." Chishan is different—it has its own consciousness; henceforth, no such effort will be needed.

Second Rank: Chasing Waves.

"Let's go!"

As they left the Imperial Horse Supervision, Chishan showed clear reluctance—missing the food inside, and the mares.

September 27th—the second auspicious day calculated by Lan Ji.

Had he not been in the imperial capital, forbidden from causing chaos, Liang Qu would have split the sea again.

Pity.

【Hard Bones, Hard Scales】…

Liang Qu took out silver taels and distributed them one by one to all present.

【Chasing Waves, Stepping Void】: drawing on the dragon's nature, moving with the wind, following water, ignoring terrain obstacles, galloping ten thousand li.

Shadows emerged.

Nothing else.

"Pfft."

"One final major task remains."

Unexpectedly, a small problem arose.

Two days passed in a flash.

From this world's perspective, it was nearly like visiting relatives in a neighboring county.

"No need to divide your attention."

After two months, Chishan's transformation and Liang Qu's two-month cultivation chamber quota arrived simultaneously.

Too many demands, too few hands.

Increased speed equals shortened distance!

Chishan lifted its head, suddenly reared its front hooves, and stomped hard—yet did not touch ground, did not land—as if something invisible supported it, leaping from the trough to stand before Liang Qu, ecstatic.

Communicate with Ze Ding.

The registered beauty was none other than Liang Qu and Long Long Eying! The Prefect himself took brush to paper—not out of flattery, for Liang Qu had not yet reached that stature, but merely to serve as a witness.

Half the capital's population! Besides.

Similar to Ze Ding's evolution: five talents total. Unlike Chishan and the fat catfish and other beasts, all were physical enhancements—top-tier specialized cultivation.

He stroked the horsehair, told Chishan to return to eating and absorb nutrients, then turned: "Originally, a second-rank cultivator took ten days to travel from Pingyang to the capital—how long now?"

"No ancestral registration?"

Whoosh! The door swung open, light widening from narrow to broad.

"Payload capacity increased too."

Long Long Eying had no "hukou"! As a Jianghuai dragon woman, for over thirty years since birth, she was an "illegal resident"! Long Long Eying gripped Liang Qu's sleeve, revealing a tense expression.

Truly worthy of Great Shun's flagship horse breed!

"Wuhu!"

The hair had grown.

"Ordinary second-rank horses cut the time in half; Lord Liang's Chishan surpasses them—day and night without rest, three days suffice!"

Most crucially.

Everyone hurried to protest modestly.

Liang Qu was greatly surprised.

Registering a pair of lovers should have been a trivial matter, handled by a low-ranking clerk with no fuss—yet it had stirred the Grand Secretary of Shuntian Prefecture, a full third-rank official.

【Pure Yang, Robust】: yang energy is fiery, surging, flourishing without decline, rising without falling; offspring are healthy, inexhaustible, endlessly replenishable, excellent for nourishment.

"Wonderful! Beautiful!"

Liang Qu patted Chishan's forehead; the steed trod upon water.

Skill points were invested purely into what a horse ought to possess: beauty, breeding, speed, toughness—no excess, nothing wasted—just the perfect mount.

With Chishan as a vessel, the "physical manifestation" became even stronger! Moreover, Liang Qu keenly perceived an additional benefit.

In the private room, Chishan let out a loud snort, tapped the empty iron basin; the attendant hurriedly unrolled a sack and poured in more feed.

First-rank dragon-blood horses are symbols of status and ultimate transport tools.

"A minor matter," the Prefect chuckled, stroking his beard. "I'll draft another sealed letter—you take it to the Pingyang Prefecture Office."

"Your Excellency, please!"

The stable official kept his promise, delivering a golden-yellow horsehair blanket—not small, sized like a large cloak.

First-rank: Stepping Void! Liang Qu can now fly through the air, but that doesn't mean "turning horses loose on the southern hills"—Chishan remains indispensable.

Clearly, the changes were no small matter.

All preparations complete.

When Liang Qu saw the third talent, he had expected it.

Spirits often emphasize certain traits, yet never conceal them; once classified as demonic beasts, even dormant talents emerged.

"I cannot refuse."

Three days!

If one needs to bring others to one's side, Chishan is peerless—a perfect choice.

"Can it be fused?"

【Rapid Transformation into Wind】: sprint at full speed, transform into wind, move unseen, arrive and depart without trace!

On the water's surface, the crimson dragon surged and twisted, drawing the gaze of merchant ships.

Registration requires no concern for ancestral origin or locality—simply obtain proof from the local government office, then return to your original place to record it. After all, many women "marry far away," and no one requires dual registration.

"Thank you, Your Excellency!"

"Ha! Two families united, one contract sealed—witnessing the talent of Great Shun—what a fine tale!"

He finished laughing.

The Shuntian Prefect dipped his brush and wrote with flourish, recording the official certification in duplicate, handing one copy each to Liang Qu and Long Long Eying.

Thus, the legal foundation is complete!

(End of Chapter)