Chapter 8: The Prince of Unyielding Spirit
"Just read more books, it’s terrifying to be ignorant. What kind of adjective is this, ’so good-looking it takes off’?" The man named Dong Xiao looked disdainful, then reported to Tianmiao, "Boss, for lunch there’s Kung Pao wild rabbit, cumin lamb, sizzling kidneys, Eight Treasure duck, creamy fish fillets, colorful beef strips, jade bamboo shoots and fiddleheads, almond tofu..."
"Add a roast suckling pig with crispy skin," Tianmiao lazily added.
The Emperor wondered if he was seeing things, otherwise how could an Immortal’s eyes light up upon hearing this menu?
𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
No, it couldn’t be, this was an ethereal Immortal! How could they be so... down-to-earth?
Actually, they were just that down-to-earth.
Wuwuwuwu, the Emperor felt his heart shatter into pieces. Where was the promised divine elegance, the mysterious unpredictability? The immense cost of debt collection? He thought the Immortal would take away his soul or something, but...
But the Immortal’s proposed way of repaying the debt was actually like this.
Eating delicacies, drinking fine wine, watching beauties, indulging in nightly revelries, such preferences for enjoyment, this, this is definitely the demeanor of a foolish emperor. The Emperor shook his head, quickly dispelling this absurd notion.
Ah, my heart. The Emperor clutched his chest, feeling a bit unsteady. He quickly arranged his affairs, and the result, the result was that he wouldn’t lose his life, just that he had to govern well, establish a prosperous imperial dynasty (implying to make lots of money), to provide the Immortal with the best enjoyments.
After arranging his affairs, he still diligently attended court to handle government affairs, and those Ministers of Care gave him subtle looks that left the Emperor feeling somewhat annoyed. He knew those ministers were internally griping, thinking, "Emperor, are you kidding us?" Fortunately, the Emperor was grateful for his status, as these people wouldn’t dare voice their doubts.
Kong Hou and Dong Xiao realized that the Emperor was anxious and planning his last affairs at that time, and of course, they knew the boss noticed too. But since the boss didn’t explain or expose it, neither would they. Oh well, what can they do, when their boss has such a twisted sense of humor. As loyal followers of the boss, they would obviously follow the boss’s lead and keep things quiet.
...
Afterwards, the Emperor became even more diligent in managing state affairs, establishing an imperial era that surpassed the previous emperors.
And Tianmiao and the others left a year after the nation began thriving.
Before they left, the Emperor mustered the courage to ask Dong Xiao some questions. After all, Kong Hou clearly didn’t like him very much, and he didn’t have the courage to directly question the Immortal Tianmiao. So, naturally, he chose Dong Xiao, who seemed to have the best attitude towards him.
When the Emperor asked Dong Xiao why he hadn’t taken his soul, Kong Hou overheard as he passed by. Dong Xiao didn’t have time to respond before Kong Hou sarcastically interjected.
"Take your soul? You wish. Why would the boss want these pointless things?" Kong Hou rolled his eyes on the side. "All you need to do is earn lots of money, bring in delicacies and fine wines from all over the country, along with musicians and dancers, so our boss can enjoy himself well."
"That’s right," Dong Xiao explained with a smile, his expression full of kindness. Hmm, boss, don’t you think my attitude towards humans is nice? Maybe Kong Hou should mop the floor next time. But this Emperor does seem a bit silly. Kong Hou is right, what would we even do with his soul?