Han De didn't leave immediately. Instead retreated to a safe distance and observed the reaction from Ning Bi through the Reality Sense. Naturally, he didn't use his spiritual sense. He wanted to confirm Ning Bi's safety, not spy on them!
After waiting for 10 minutes with no response, he was finally, mildly convinced.
The trusty lackey froze, did he hear the voice transmission correctly? Long Ai? As in, the old ancestor of the Long family?
Silence from lackeys was always an indication of something being wrong. With intuition honed from many events, Han De noticed the lack of response at once.
Old Peng silently gulped.
The voice transmission line cut off before Han De could respond.
"Y-Young master, we can proceed."
Once Han De nodded at the tailor, an illusory robe appeared around him.
'Of course… This is a perfect use case for illusions. Why waste time manually wearing everything!'
While Han De instinctively inspected the illusory techniques, he saw Long Yanmei shook her head with the corner of his eye. Then the robe dispersed and another one took its place.
'Maybe this banquet is more important than I thought…'
If he had time to choose clothing, he had time to do research. Lately, time had become especially precious. Did he lack ceremonial robes? Of course not.
However, considering how Long Xiu… 'hired'… the best tailors from 12 realms, he thought playing along wouldn't hurt. Rather than letting his mother explode from pressure, it was better to appease her with short bursts like this one.
Unexpectedly, one of the designers started murmuring. "…The complexity of this design is being overshadowed by the young master…"
Long Yanmei nodded once, as if she agreed with her.
Another illusory robe appeared.
"…Even if we use the One Thousand Void Weave technique, we can't match the depth of young master's eye color…"
And another one.
"…How could I have produced such a lacking design…"
A few times Long Yanmei didn't even let the designers speak.
"My lord Han De need not tolerate lesser designs."
"My lord Han De won't be satisfied with just that."
"My lord Han De…"
'…Why the F#$% does she keep calling me lord?'
Under Han De's increasingly dubious gaze, an hour passed by. Finally, Han De settled on one of the simpler white robes. Once the novelty of seeing different ceremonial clothes wore off, the decision came easily.
"Yes! The elegance of this design will further enhance the natural handsomeness of the young master! Normally I would recommend some accessories, but I doubt we can't find anything that can match the young master's temperament in such short notice!"
"Start at once. My lord Han De needs to attend the banquet in 25 hours."
Under Long Yanmei's stern gaze the servants hurriedly bowed and left with quick steps. Han De swallowed his relief. In the last few hours, he had witnessed the textbook definition of 'Feverish Gaze' over and over again.
Han De shook his head. If he were narcissistic enough, he could interpret the last few hours in a different light, Long Yanmei's speech patterns included.
"I need forging equipment and basic array materials. Including…"
As Han De listed dozens of materials in quick succession, Long Yanmei felt awkward inside. She was brought here by her cousin Long Xiu, as Han De's future concubine. In simple terms, her mission was to slowly seduce him and bear at least 3 of his children after he reached the Immortal Realm.
The combination of her yin-fire roots and the Han family's otherworldly yang roots had a high chance of creating unique roots, bloodlines, or constitutions. In Han De's case, potentially having opposing roots and having cultivated the Endless Slumber Scripture, the result would be nothing short of heaven-defying.
This was the information provided by Long Xiu. Since Long Yanmei had the Long surname as well, through her own channels, she received the news of the banquet, and heard that Long Ai was paying special attention to Han De.
As far as political marriages went, this wasn't as bad as she first thought.
"…2 cubic meters of crushed high-quality spirit stone dust. 25 cubic meters of each: regular iron, spiritual iron, iron essence, regular lead, and regular gold, all in similar sized ingots…"
At the start Han De appeared to be very interested in her, but why was he ordering random things now? Was this supposed to be some sort of hazing ritual? Long Yanmei couldn't tell. He seemed very serious as he listed the ingredients.
An idea appeared in Long Yanmei's mind. Though there were other possibilities, it seemed as if Han De simply wasn't conscious of the opposite sex.
He had heaven-defying beauties as disciples that he didn't touch. And he just ignored a room full of blushing beauties and their flirty glances, for an hour straight no less. His heartbeat didn't accelerate once. Most importantly, he was engaged to Wen Jiayi. A person notorious for seeking 'purity' in her potential husband.
Long Yanmei couldn't help but snort at her cousin from the inside. Long Xiu wasn't worried that Han De would do something rash. She was worried that Han De would never be able to do something rash!
"Finally, bring me a copy of the Starfall Mountain Standard Forging Scripture Volume 1 along with materials. Instruct the archive elders to bring copies of the remaining volumes later."
Long Yanmei sweetly smiled. "Of course, my lord."
As Long Yanmei left with a confident stride, she felt Han De's gaze on her. It seemed that her first impression wasn't as poor as she thought.
Han De's thoughts were different.
'I see. She is the latest one.'
No wonder Long Xiu was excited. She hadn't given up but doubled down instead. Now the candidate was from the Long family, even. He upgraded Long Yanmei's danger level by 1. The woman was definitely aware of Long Xiu's plans.
Unexpectedly, Long Yanmei returned less than a minute later.
"My lord Han De, would you like to visit the forges?"
Han De shook his head.
"Have everything set up in the biggest empty enclosed space. Use bunker formations with extra kinetic resistance. Ask Peng, he'll know what I mean."
Han De didn't leave immediately. Instead retreated to a safe distance and observed the reaction from Ning Bi through the Reality Sense. Naturally, he didn't use his spiritual sense. He wanted to confirm Ning Bi's safety, not spy on them!
After waiting for 10 minutes with no response, he was finally, mildly convinced.
The trusty lackey froze, did he hear the voice transmission correctly? Long Ai? As in, the old ancestor of the Long family?
Silence from lackeys was always an indication of something being wrong. With intuition honed from many events, Han De noticed the lack of response at once.
Old Peng silently gulped.
The voice transmission line cut off before Han De could respond.
"Y-Young master, we can proceed."
Once Han De nodded at the tailor, an illusory robe appeared around him.
'Of course… This is a perfect use case for illusions. Why waste time manually wearing everything!'
While Han De instinctively inspected the illusory techniques, he saw Long Yanmei shook her head with the corner of his eye. Then the robe dispersed and another one took its place.
'Maybe this banquet is more important than I thought…'
If he had time to choose clothing, he had time to do research. Lately, time had become especially precious. Did he lack ceremonial robes? Of course not.
However, considering how Long Xiu… 'hired'… the best tailors from 12 realms, he thought playing along wouldn't hurt. Rather than letting his mother explode from pressure, it was better to appease her with short bursts like this one.
Unexpectedly, one of the designers started murmuring. "…The complexity of this design is being overshadowed by the young master…"
Long Yanmei nodded once, as if she agreed with her.
Another illusory robe appeared.
"…Even if we use the One Thousand Void Weave technique, we can't match the depth of young master's eye color…"
And another one.
"…How could I have produced such a lacking design…"
A few times Long Yanmei didn't even let the designers speak.
"My lord Han De need not tolerate lesser designs."
"My lord Han De won't be satisfied with just that."
"My lord Han De…"
'…Why the F#$% does she keep calling me lord?'
Under Han De's increasingly dubious gaze, an hour passed by. Finally, Han De settled on one of the simpler white robes. Once the novelty of seeing different ceremonial clothes wore off, the decision came easily.
"Yes! The elegance of this design will further enhance the natural handsomeness of the young master! Normally I would recommend some accessories, but I doubt we can't find anything that can match the young master's temperament in such short notice!"
"Start at once. My lord Han De needs to attend the banquet in 25 hours."
Under Long Yanmei's stern gaze the servants hurriedly bowed and left with quick steps. Han De swallowed his relief. In the last few hours, he had witnessed the textbook definition of 'Feverish Gaze' over and over again.
Han De shook his head. If he were narcissistic enough, he could interpret the last few hours in a different light, Long Yanmei's speech patterns included.
"I need forging equipment and basic array materials. Including…"
As Han De listed dozens of materials in quick succession, Long Yanmei felt awkward inside. She was brought here by her cousin Long Xiu, as Han De's future concubine. In simple terms, her mission was to slowly seduce him and bear at least 3 of his children after he reached the Immortal Realm.
The combination of her yin-fire roots and the Han family's otherworldly yang roots had a high chance of creating unique roots, bloodlines, or constitutions. In Han De's case, potentially having opposing roots and having cultivated the Endless Slumber Scripture, the result would be nothing short of heaven-defying.
This was the information provided by Long Xiu. Since Long Yanmei had the Long surname as well, through her own channels, she received the news of the banquet, and heard that Long Ai was paying special attention to Han De.
As far as political marriages went, this wasn't as bad as she first thought.
"…2 cubic meters of crushed high-quality spirit stone dust. 25 cubic meters of each: regular iron, spiritual iron, iron essence, regular lead, and regular gold, all in similar sized ingots…"
At the start Han De appeared to be very interested in her, but why was he ordering random things now? Was this supposed to be some sort of hazing ritual? Long Yanmei couldn't tell. He seemed very serious as he listed the ingredients.
An idea appeared in Long Yanmei's mind. Though there were other possibilities, it seemed as if Han De simply wasn't conscious of the opposite sex.
He had heaven-defying beauties as disciples that he didn't touch. And he just ignored a room full of blushing beauties and their flirty glances, for an hour straight no less. His heartbeat didn't accelerate once. Most importantly, he was engaged to Wen Jiayi. A person notorious for seeking 'purity' in her potential husband.
Long Yanmei couldn't help but snort at her cousin from the inside. Long Xiu wasn't worried that Han De would do something rash. She was worried that Han De would never be able to do something rash!
"Finally, bring me a copy of the Starfall Mountain Standard Forging Scripture Volume 1 along with materials. Instruct the archive elders to bring copies of the remaining volumes later."
Long Yanmei sweetly smiled. "Of course, my lord."
As Long Yanmei left with a confident stride, she felt Han De's gaze on her. It seemed that her first impression wasn't as poor as she thought.
Han De's thoughts were different.
'I see. She is the latest one.'
No wonder Long Xiu was excited. She hadn't given up but doubled down instead. Now the candidate was from the Long family, even. He upgraded Long Yanmei's danger level by 1. The woman was definitely aware of Long Xiu's plans.
Unexpectedly, Long Yanmei returned less than a minute later.
"My lord Han De, would you like to visit the forges?"
Han De shook his head.
"Have everything set up in the biggest empty enclosed space. Use bunker formations with extra kinetic resistance. Ask Peng, he'll know what I mean."
