Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

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Half an hour later, Wang Ningmei emerged from this descendant of the dynasty‒Prince's treasury, with her eyes glazed over in disbelief.

The collection inside was so rich that it surprised Wang Ningmei, who had thought herself worldly and well-informed, and made her feel truly shocked for the first time.

"Hus... husband... cabbages of jadeite, watermelon-sized luminous pearls, oh my god, they're real!"

Wang Ningmei stammered, as even the smallest corner of that sizable warehouse contained lost artifacts that, if placed outside, would serve as national treasures capable of causing frenzied amazement.

Ye Ling was also stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the smug Prince Jin beside him, clearly showing off to them, see, this had shocked them, hadn't it?

"Prince, that Nine Dragons Cup, is it in your treasury as well?"

Ye Ling swallowed hard, deeply interested in that historical treasure of Emperor Qianlong. Prince Jin, quite proudly, nodded his head.

"Can you bring that out for a look, and maybe pour some water into it, see if it can turn into fine wine?"

Ye Ling chuckled mischievously, but Prince Jin's face darkened, "Brother, have you been reading too many mythological novels? It's just a treasure, it doesn't have the magical effect of turning water into wine."

"It's just that it contains a higher concentration of a certain element, once water is poured in, it rapidly deteriorates and the taste changes, breaking down some elements in the water, you got it?"

Ye Ling's eyes widened as he watched Prince Jin spin his tale, and you know what, it sounded almost credible when explained from a scientific viewpoint.

"Darling, what did you take? Let me have a look and don't disappoint me."

Ye Ling looked at Wang Ningmei next to him, who was still a bit nervous. He had no idea what she might bring out from such an extensive treasury that could dazzle any ordinary person.

Wang Ningmei grinned, and a disciple of Prince Jin behind her twitched at the corner of his mouth. Seeing his disciple's expression, Prince Jin suddenly had a sinking feeling in his heart, sensing trouble.

"You know, that Luminous Pearl which the Empress Dowager used for lighting, and that very same Ten Completions Seal of Emperor Qianlong, made of chicken-blood stone."

"Also, a pair of dragon-shaped ornaments from the Warring States period, which the kids can play with when they are born."

"And because there was a bare spot on the wall at home, I took a painting by Wang Xizhi, the 'Quick Snow Under Clear Skies.' How about that, isn't my taste impeccable and refined?"

Wang Ningmei proudly counted the treasures she had taken as Prince Jin's face turned ashen, beads of sweat instantly covering his forehead.

My god, these are all top grade items in my collection, it's like giving away my heart and soul with drops of blood.

"Also, husband, I noticed we were missing a bonsai at home, so I took a coral tree. What do you think of it?"

As she spoke, Wang Ningmei pointed to the lush and vibrant coral tree behind her, of the finest quality and most exquisite appearance, which Ye Ling found extremely charming.

Prince Jin just gasped, feeling as though his soul was about to fly away. Oh my, that was one of the late Empress Dowager's most beloved treasures, a priceless gift donated from below, its value beyond measure.

My heart, my feeble heart can hardly take this. It's so thrilling to watch one's treasures being carried away from one's own pocket; Prince Jin almost had a heart attack.

"Eh? What's wrong with the Prince? You don't look so good. Could it be that your heart aches?"

Ye Ling laughed, patting the Prince on the shoulder. Prince Jin's face turned deathly pale as he briskly shook off Ye Ling's hand, "What are you talking about! What is my status?"

"Psh, as if I could take it back now. These are just a few items, it's not a big deal to give a few welcoming gifts to my sister-in-law as her brother."

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The experience of pretending to be more than one is was something Prince Jin had felt for the first time, and the taste was extraordinary, something he never wanted to try again.
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"Of course, what status does Prince Jin have? What's this trifle to you? In the eyes of Prince Jin, these are nothing but scrap metal," someone said.

Ye Ling could see that Prince Jin was deeply pained, so he chuckled, making Prince Jin nod more forcefully with his neck stiffened.

"Hey Ning Mei, what's that sword in your hand? It doesn't look like something from the Qing Dynasty at all," Ye Ling suddenly noticed the sword Wang Ningmei casually took from someone behind her.

Wang Ningmei was startled and handed it to Ye Ling to have a look; the sword was very wide, resembling an ancient European greatsword, with dense patterns covering its surface.

On this bronze-colored greatsword, blue gemstones were embellished to form the Big Dipper, exuding a unique charm.

"You've actually taken this sword out!"

Prince Jin was immediately alarmed, his eyes not filled with reluctance but with shock, an utterly unusual gaze.

"Prince, does this sword have any fame?" Ye Ling examined the blade but found no clues that could prove what the sword's significance was.

Prince Jin took a deep breath and shook his head, "Have you heard of The Sword of Judgment?"

Ye Ling nodded; of course, he had heard of it—it was said to be a powerful Divine Artifact in the hands of the Western deities, used to pass judgment on the wicked, representing the deities' punishment.

"This sword is the so-called Sword of Judgment," Prince Jin said with an unusual light in his eyes. This sword, during Emperor Qianlong's reign, was brought over secretly by a foreign invader and later presented to a senior official and a scholar.

After the scholar was executed, the sword naturally ended up in the national treasury and, by the end of the period, was brought here by Prince Jin.

"This is The Sword of Judgment?"

Ye Ling became more spirited and flipped the sword over to see if it had any special features—and indeed, with his handling, he did find some odd traits.

The Big Dipper formed by the seven blue gemstones seemed to be like Huaxia's Formation, still containing a bit of pulsing Spiritual Power.

Ye Ling released a bit of his Spiritual Power into the blade, and The Sword of Judgment suddenly burst into a dazzling radiance.

The sword's light ebbed and flowed, its Sword Qi whistled through the air, and Ye Ling's eyes instantly lit up: "What a fine sword!"

"Indeed, it's a fine sword, but it's also a troublesome one," Prince Jin suddenly changed his expression and then shook his head, sighing.

At that moment, Ye Ling's complexion also changed dramatically, for he clearly felt what Prince Jin had sensed.

Outside the garden, on the wide road, Ao Hongchen was walking slowly. At that moment, four blond men descended from the sky with a terrifying aura, thunderous and imposing.

"Who is this man who dares obstruct our path? Kill him directly and seize The Sword of Judgment to offer to our Lord God!" one foreign powerhouse shouted coldly. As a formidable Late Stage Tribulation Transcending expert, he moved in a flash to Ao Hongchen's side.

"You Huaxia people say it well, a good dog doesn't block the way, so you old dog, why don't you get out of my way?"

Boom—while speaking, the mighty one's fist had already viciously smashed towards Ao Hongchen.