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Rong Feng frowned, were they being mistaken for false immortals, or did the official have some other purpose in mind?

Rong Feng immediately reported the matter to Lan Xi.

Lan Xi had been contemplating the issue of the Primordial Demon Dragon, and with something now seeking her out while she was idle, she thought it might be worthwhile to take a look.

She wanted to see just what a mortal could do to them.

Once they exited the tavern, they realized that the streets and alleys were packed with people.

As soon as she appeared, the commoners immediately prostrated themselves on the ground to worship.

Lan Xi swept her gaze over them, her expression slightly cool.

She bestowed her grace only upon those who were fated; if she were to grant favor to every person who saw her, the world would descend into chaos.

She was divine, possessing a lofty status and unmatched abilities, but not even she could defy the laws of the Heavenly Dao.

The onlookers watched as the immortals, escorted by the overbearing and avaricious officials, did not receive the slightest favor, expressing their pity.

However, having seen an immortal was itself something to boast about.

Guided by the guard with a sword, Lan Xi arrived at an extremely lavish residence with a vermilion door, intricately carved with the words "Prime Minister’s Mansion."

Lan Xi and her companions were invited inside.

Passing through corridors, water pavilions, and lofty towers, they reached the main hall.

The anciently fragrant doors of the hall stood wide open.

The guard made a welcoming gesture and said, "My lord official is inside."

Lan Xi led the way inside, followed by Mi Xi and Shaoqing.

San Qi and Chaos looked around, finding the manor quite to their liking.

The scenery was pleasant, clearly belonging to a wealthy household.

As Lan Xi entered, she saw a middle-aged man seated at the head of the hall.

The man stared at Lan Xi, his eyes widening for a moment before he quickly approached her and pointed to a seat beside him, "How may I address this fellow immortal?"

Lan Xi did not sit on the side stool; instead, she sat in the seat of honor while fanning herself.

"You’re not yet worthy of knowing my name. On the contrary, if you have summoned me here without just cause, Your Highness shall not be lenient."

Hearing Lan Xi’s words, the middle-aged man waved his hand grandly, and servants immediately brought in boxes of gold, silver, and jewels.

"I heard that this fellow immortal can grant life, so I wondered if you might bestow some upon me... These jewels are offered to the immortal and, furthermore, I will build a Temple Hall for the immortal and offer incense in worship."

Upon hearing the Prime Minister’s words, Mi Xi couldn’t help but laugh out loud, "Offerings of incense?... Those are needed by immortals who seek virtue through their deeds."

Lan Xi, born divine, was a Child of God sustained by the Divine Blood lineage; nourished by the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth, and practicing the order of the Heavenly Dao.

Moreover, one could tell at a glance that this man was up to no good.

A faint smile appeared on Lan Xi’s lips as she gazed at the middle-aged man with earnestness, "So, how many years of life would this lord like to purchase?"

Once the middle-aged man heard there was hope, he smiled broadly, "I am currently forty years old, and I would like to buy just twenty more."

"Oh!" Lan Xi nodded, fanning herself as she shifted to a more comfortable position, scrutinizing the lord before her.

Thus, with a wave of her hand, she gathered all four or five chests of jewels into the Blood Jade.

Rong Feng, witnessing this, couldn’t believe his eyes, "Master? You haven’t truly been bribed, have you?"

Be careful, lest you be punished by the Heavenly Dao.

Mi Xi also hurriedly advised, "Junior sister, though these things are beautiful, they’re no different from the pebbles that litter the streets for you. No need to take the risk."

Lan Xi’s jade-like fingers twirled her hair as she glanced at Mi Xi casually, "Did I take a risk? If he wanted to buy twenty years of lifespan, I simply sold it to him."

As she finished speaking, the official standing opposite her aged rapidly by twenty years, visibly to the naked eye.

He had now become an old man with gray hair and loose teeth.

Upon witnessing this, Rong Feng and Mi Xi were both stunned.

Moments later, they couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Rong Feng thought, true to her master’s style, always so Overbearing.

Mi Xi thought, as expected of Lan Xi, quite the schemer.

It seemed her mischievous nature hadn’t changed a bit over the years.

The Prime Minister had yet to react, looking at them with a puzzled face, "What... how..."

However, as soon as he spoke, he immediately realized something was wrong.

Whose hoarse and feeble voice was that?

Lan Xi waved her fan leisurely, "I am the Child of God, capable of granting lifespan. However, I never trade lifespans. Since you insisted on selling, I won’t say much. These jewels are barely worth twenty years. Are you satisfied, official sir?"

"Satisfied?" The elderly Prime Minister’s face twisted instantaneously, trembling as he pointed at Lan Xi, furious, "I was buying, not selling! You took my jewels and you made me old. Don’t think I’m afraid of you just because you’re an immortal.

Yellow Great Immortal, come out and deal with this false immortal for me. "

Soon, a few guards rushed in, leading an old man dressed in a bizarre yellow robe.

The old man first looked at the Prime Minister, then turned his gaze towards Lan Xi.

In just an instant, he broke out in a cold sweat on his back and hurriedly knelt to the ground, "Greetings, Your Highness Lan Xi!"

Lan Xi raised an eyebrow, "You recognize me?"

"Little immortal here is a disciple under the Master of Fate Star Lord, sent to the Lower Realm for a mission." The yellow-robed man spoke hesitantly, obviously holding onto some heavenly secrets that must not be revealed.

Lan Xi wouldn’t pry further, as long as there was someone who understood the situation, that was enough. "Now that I’ve taken his twenty years of lifespan, will it affect your mission?"

"No... no, it won’t!" The yellow-robed man quickly replied.

Now that the Emperor was young, and the Prime Minister wielded immense power, causing chaos in the Temple Hall, he was sent to help His Majesty and to lurk by the Prime Minister’s side, upholding justice.

"That’s good! Since there’s nothing else, I should be on my way. Today, I couldn’t pay for a candy figurine, so I granted the old man who sold sugar his lifespan. He is innocent, let him go."

Lan Xi stood up from her seat and walked past the yellow-robed man to leave.

Watching Lan Xi about to leave, the old Prime Minister could not let go of his reluctance and immediately shouted at the guards by his side, "Catch them! Don’t let them leave. Return my twenty years of lifespan and my gold and silver treasures."

Instantly, countless armed guards flooded into the Prime Minister’s Mansion, each looking fierce and menacing as they blocked Lan Xi’s path.

Shaoqing instinctively tightened her grip on her sword, and protected Lan Xi behind her.

Lan Xi felt a warm feeling in her heart, Ah Qing was still the best.

However, to deal with these little fellows, using a mighty sword against them would be an overkill.

Lan Xi shook her fan, and a gust of wind blew past, causing the guards to feel unsteady on their feet.

In the blink of an eye, Lan Xi and those with her disappeared from sight.

The hurricane she created with her fan blew far away, even enveloping the entire imperial city.

All those who had once seen her, now had their memories of those moments erased.

Including the suddenly aged Prime Minister.

On a country trail outside.

Lan Xi sighed and said to Rong Feng, "Is this what you called a solution? We haven’t even detected the trace of the Primordial Demon Dragon."

Rong Feng also felt ashamed, having not expected things to turn out this way.