Chapter 566: The Great Yan Emperor's Maxed-Out Luck Stats

Minister of War: "..."

The Minister of War went to the palace today and was returning home. On the way, Heir Rong rode past and threw him a bag of spirit melon seeds. When did Heir Rong return to his previous extravagance?

The Minister of War was walking, strolling leisurely, and got a bag of spirit melon seeds. He was messy in the wind.

The Great Yan Emperor's maxed-out luck stats were indeed well-deserved. He went to the palace once during the Red Yan Festival, and good heavens, spirit melon seeds fell from the sky! The Minister of War accepted them without being polite.

"This is so embarrassing," the Minister of War said.

Heir Rong was riding a horse, holding Rong Yang, while the little one was being held by Qin Bi in the carriage. Qin Lang and Qin Xun followed to escort Qin Bi back to the manor. They all looked sideways at the Minister of War. Qin Lang's gaze fell on the Minister of War's sleeve.

The Minister of War had put the spirit melon seeds into his sleeve.

"The children can't finish them," Heir Rong said from above: "I'll give them to the Minister."

Did the Minister of War believe him? Nonsense. Can't finish them? Don't think he didn't know how much the two little heirs of the Rong Prince Manor loved to eat spirit melon seeds. Can't finish them? It was more like they weren't enough to eat.

"Can't finish them," Rong Yang also said.

Minister of War: "..." I'll save them for the little Imperial Prince.

"The little Imperial Prince won't eat them," Heir Rong said: "Minister, you eat them. If the little Imperial Prince wants to eat spirit melon seeds, would he lack them if he went to my Rong Prince Manor? My children don't like to eat the spirit melon seeds given by Heir Xue."

Oh, the Minister of War understood. Heir Rong didn't care for things from the Xue Prince Manor.

It wasn't that they couldn't finish them; it was purely that they didn't care for them.

The Minister of War was relieved. Getting a bag of spirit melon seeds suddenly on the street, he wouldn't feel at ease without asking. Heir Rong wouldn't have a seizure and not want spirit melon seeds that the children loved to eat.

It made sense that Heir Xue gave them. He He Shizi's consort and the Xue Heir's consort didn't get along.

This Heir Xue was also a fool. If you have spirit melon seeds, eat them yourself. Why give them to Heir Rong? People don't care for them. Heir Rong is also, why not want them? The Xue Heir's consort has maxed-out luck stats; eating spirit melon seeds sent by her family might bring good luck.

Just a passing thought; the Minister of War didn't expect to benefit from Qin He's maxed-out luck value either. Some blessings aren't always capable of bringing good fortune; only when they are set in motion can they truly yield blessings.

He He Shizi Consort Xue's maxed-out luck value is usually not apparent at all.

Still trying to bask in her reflected glory? Not something to count on.

The Minister of War and the Heir Rong's family entourage parted ways, swaying as they returned to their respective manors. On the way, they grabbed a handful of spirit melon seeds to eat; since they were obtained for free, it didn't count as extravagance—just eating them for fun.

Heir Xue and Qin He took their leave a step later, and thus, they received a message from the Immortal Sect while still at the Marquis Manor.

Qin He was overjoyed upon reading it and said to everyone, "The Immortal Sect is distributing gifts to its disciples; it should be something like medicinal pills. Last year, the Immortal Sect gave out ten mid-grade Spirit-Condensing Pills."

"That's wonderful," Qin Yuan clapped her hands.

Qin Yan Hou and the others were also very happy. Spirit-Condensing Pills were good things, and items from the Immortal Sect were rare. Qin He also said she would give two Spirit-Condensing Pills to the Qin Yan Hou Manor. Everyone was very excited, bustling about to see off Qin He's family.

Qin Han pulled Qin He aside, their sisterly bond deep: "Qin He, you must give me one. Your nephew hasn't awakened his spirit root yet; his aptitude is low, and he needs a high-grade Spirit-Condensing Pill."

"I am not Qin Bi," Qin He patted Qin Han's hand. "I'll give you one Spirit-Condensing Pill."

Qin Han was instantly overjoyed and eagerly helped Fubao into the carriage. With maidservants and matrons around, there was no need for Qin Han to attend to her, but she was incredibly enthusiastic, all for the sake of the Spirit-Condensing Pill Qin He had promised.

He He Shizi Consort was also attending to them on the side, valuing Qin He even more.

In the entire Qin Yan Hou Manor, only Qin He was an Immortal Sect disciple. Just because of this status as an Immortal Sect disciple, Qin Yan Hou was generally quite tolerant of Qin He. After all, the Marquis Manor had only just become a cultivation family, and there were some resources that did not exist in the mortal world.

Qin He boarded the carriage, looking at the people of the Marquis Manor, feeling smug in her heart.

Heir Xue rode his horse while the carriage followed behind. Qin He called out to the system: "Has my luck been taken back?"

System: Host, interacting more with the people of the Fourth Branch will do you no harm.

Qin He was indignant: "The Fourth Branch snatched my luck, didn't they?"

Otherwise, it made no sense that whenever she interacted more with the people of the Fourth Branch, her luck would be terrible. Before, she, Qin He, had always been smooth sailing, right up until Qin Bi and Heir He were married, when Heir He wanted to take her as a secondary wife.

From that moment on, her good luck became a bit different.

"It must be because Heir He wanted to take me as a secondary wife." Qin He thought to herself while saying to the system: "Qin Bi is the primary wife, the Heir Consort of the Yan Guogong Manor; she suppressed my luck back then."

System: Yes.

Let Qin He believe whatever she wanted; otherwise, she wouldn't have been so thick-skinned as to entangle herself with the people of the Fourth Branch. The system had been bound to the host for so many years and understood Qin He's personality very well.

Qin He lowered her head, conversing with the system in her heart. When the system said yes, Qin He hated it to the core. She knew how much the Fourth Branch loathed her; the pride of a cultivation heroine did not allow her to deal with the Fourth Branch.

But thinking of her luck being tainted by Qin Bi, Qin He felt stifled with anger; she couldn't take this loss.

Why should her luck benefit Qin Bi? Seeing Qin Bi so infinitely glorious as the Heir Consort Rong, and even cherished by Heir Rong, Qin He hated her to death; this was all because she had basked in her glory.

Fubao sat in the carriage, tilting her head to look at Qin He; she wasn't making a fuss either.

Fubao knew that her mother had a magic treasure, also called a golden finger, and that Qin He was always talking to the magic treasure in her heart. Although Fubao was very restless, she knew propriety. Thinking of the Immortal Sect sending gifts, Fubao was happy.

In previous years, the Immortal Sect had also sent delicious spirit fruits.

Fubao couldn't wait to get home. Qin He ended her conversation with the system, also somewhat urgent to return to the manor. By the time their group returned to the Xue Wang Fu, the people from the Immortal Sect had just arrived to deliver the gifts.

Several Immortal Sect disciples delivered them and handed the gifts to Qin He.

"A few senior brothers, please rest a while before leaving," Qin He bowed.

The Immortal Sect senior brother waved his hand: "We still have to go to other families; we won't sit down."

As soon as the Immortal Sect people left, Qin He and Fubao couldn't wait to open the gift package. As it turned out, it was just some spirit plants and the like—materials that could be used to refine Spirit-Condensing Pills—completely different from what Qin He had imagined.

Qin He was deeply disappointed, and Fubao also pouted.

"Are there no Spirit-Condensing Pills?" Heir Xue poked his head in to take a look.

Qin He was depressed: "Need to refine the pills myself."

Heir Xue frowned. Qin He had already boasted; this was going to be hard to clean up.

There was no help for it. Since the Immortal Sect hadn't given any Spirit-Condensing Pills, Qin He couldn't give them to the Marquis Manor or Qin Han. Heir Xue had no choice but to send someone to inform the Marquis Manor, as well as Qin Han, not to hold their breath, as the Immortal Sect hadn't provided any Spirit-Condensing Pills.

Upon receiving the news, Qin Han was so anxious that she immediately went to the Xue Wang Fu.

"Qin He, what is going on?" Qin Han asked. "Did the Immortal Sect not give any Spirit-Condensing Pills?"

"No." Qin He took the gifts to show Qin Han: "They only gave the materials to refine Spirit-Condensing Pills."

Qin Han stared and said nothing.