Chapter 58: I

Lin Yue’e’s figure was already good, and with her strikingly handsome face, the uniform suited her perfectly.

Li Chen even thought about getting a set made for Chu Ruoyan—those long legs of hers paired with the uniform would be quite something.

“Thank Your Majesty for the praise; without Your Majesty, I wouldn’t be wearing this uniform.”

Lin Yue’e actually loved her job, but certain annoyances made her unhappy.

Sensing the gloom in Lin Yue’e’s brow, Li Chen asked how her recent work was going and urged her to speak frankly.

Lin Yue’e looked at Li Chen for a moment, as if making a decision, then told the owner to bring some wine.

As always, she couldn’t speak the truth without drinking first.

After drinking two flasks, Lin Yue’e finally voiced her recent grievances.

For the past few days as a constable, she had strictly followed the laws of the TianCe Dynasty—arresting those who deserved it, punishing those who merited it.

But the problem was, everyone around here had connections; those I arrested all reached up the chain for help.

Even their household stewards could make the provincial governor rise to greet them, and the chief constable had to bow and scrape.

After the steward scolded the governor and chief constable, those two would come scold me.

Every time, they forced Lin Yue’e to apologize to those she’d arrested, but she was stubborn and refused.

In the end, the chief constable had no choice but to apologize on her behalf.

“I didn’t do anything wrong—why should I apologize? I’m here to work, not to beg for forgiveness.”

After just a few days on the job, Lin Yue’e felt how helpless it was to have no patron in this center of power.

When would she ever rise to prominence, like Pang Jin, the example constantly praised by the Combat Academy’s instructors?

But in all these years since the Combat Academy was founded, how many Pang Jins have there been?

Perhaps Pang Jin was nothing in Li Chen’s eyes, or even in court.

But to the students of the Combat Academy, he was an idol!

A legendary commoner was enough to inspire awe!

Only after drinking did Lin Yue’e dare say this—no one else would dare speak such words before the emperor.

Li Chen ate while listening to her recount her recent troubles.

When Lin Yue’e finished, Li Chen handed her something and said, “Take this and feel the joy that power brings.”

Lin Yue’e was stunned—Li Chen had handed her his imperial waist token!

That was the emperor’s exclusive token, the only one in the entire TianCe Dynasty!

With the token, it was as if Li Chen himself had arrived.

Lin Yue’e’s hands trembled as she took it; she even pinched her waist to check if she was dreaming.

Perhaps she pinched too hard—the pain made her gasp, and the alcohol’s hold on her instantly lessened.

Holding the token, Lin Yue’e stared blankly at Li Chen and said, “But Your Majesty, if I take your token, what will you do?”

This made Li Chen choke for a moment.

“I’m the emperor—do I need this thing to prove I’m me?”

Li Chen tapped Lin Yue’e’s head with the other end of his chopsticks; watching her blink and clutch her head, he thought she was a truly ‘adorable’ subordinate.

Who would dare make Li Chen prove his identity? That’s asking for a beating.

“I’m curious—why are you helping me?” Lin Yue’e still felt overwhelmed.

“Isn’t it natural for me to help you? When you were a student, you were my subject—I was bound to help you. Now that you’re working, I’m your superior and your patron—I naturally help you, don’t I?”

Li Chen acted purely on whim; when he was in a good mood, he’d intervene if he saw something.

And he had both the ability and authority to do so—that was the joy of being both a Saint and an emperor.

Lin Yue’e now was just like a fresh graduate, full of lofty ambitions, firm in her beliefs, eager to accomplish something, full of hope for the future—until she hit wall after wall in the real world.

Li Chen was curious to see how Lin Yue’e would use this power to “clean up the workplace.”

After a full meal and drink, night had fallen. Li Chen rose to leave and waved her off, telling her not to see him out.

Watching Li Chen’s tall, upright figure depart, Lin Yue’e felt he radiated light!

She didn’t know how others viewed Li Chen.

But in her heart, Li Chen was the only god in this world!

Holding the emperor’s waist token, all her recent frustrations vanished.

“It seems I’ll never repay Your Majesty’s kindness in this lifetime!”

When Li Chen returned to the Ninth Princess’s residence, he boarded the imperial carriage back to the palace.

“Brother, where did you just go? Did you eat dinner? Should I make you something?”

Li Si’ning was eager, having once loved making snacks for Li Chen.

But when he said that, Li Chen’s face showed a flicker of fear.

“No, I’ve already eaten. I’m not saying this to scold you, but just stick to your cultivation—don’t spend all day thinking about snacks. I nearly got poisoned by you before.”

!

Li Chen still didn’t understand how gifted Li Si’ning was at crafting poisons.

And her body was strange—she was immune to toxins, even ate poison like candy.

“I just didn’t know better back then. Now I’ll definitely get it right.”

This was tied to Li Si’ning’s bloodline—her maternal ancestors had produced a powerful cultivator with the Eroding Bone Poison Body.

Those with the Eroding Bone Poison Body could automatically decompose and absorb any toxin, converting it into a source of their own power.

Li Si'ning was born with this constitution, so eating toxic substances caused her no harm.

These toxins accumulated inside her.

But back then, she hadn’t cultivated, and the TianCe Dynasty forbade such cultivation.

So when she baked snacks, she unintentionally infused them with toxins.

It wasn’t that she wanted to poison Li Chen—she simply couldn’t control it.

Luckily, Li Chen’s hidden cultivation was high and his toxin resistance immense; otherwise, he might have died in Li Si’ning’s hands.

Li Si’ning told Li Chen all this—she truly wanted to serve him.

Even making snacks for him was a way to be near him.

Looking at his sister’s hopeful eyes, Li Chen said, “How about this: when you reach the Void-Breaking realm and can control the toxins inside you, then make me some, alright?”

Li Chen spoke plainly—he had no shame and never swallowed his words.

He doted on Li Si’ning, but that didn’t mean he’d indulge her recklessly.

This request wasn’t unreasonable; Li Si’ning promised she’d cultivate to the Void-Breaking realm as quickly as possible.

Li Chen hadn’t expected that the “alt” he was now cultivating would become a Poison-Thunder cultivator feared by countless others.

Normally, Poison cultivators had to lure enemies into close combat before striking.

But Li Si’ning wielded Thunder Art—she could poison enemies from afar, fast and precise!

The next day, the Imperial Capital government office.

As soon as Lin Yue’e walked through the door, the governor and chief constable came over.

The governor, looking dejected, said to Lin Yue’e, “My little ancestor, look at what you brought me back yesterday!”

(End of Chapter)