Starting as a God-Emperor by Intercepting Destiny

0038 Bao'er is ready; the mysterious altar on Longevity Mountain...

Longevity Hill, at the edge of the mountain range, a tree hole

It was just dawn.

Smack, smack!

Zhao Jing's cheeks were wet.

He opened his eyes.

Bao'er is sticking out her tongue, trying hard to lick, hoping to wake her owner.

The master's condition just now was clearly not right.

Its entire body glowed red, and its aura was terrifying.

The man and the leopard were resting in a tree hollow, conserving their energy and waiting for the battle at dawn.

Especially Bao'er.

She reverted to her cheetah form, nestled in Zhao Jing's arms, and slept soundly.

After all, once the battle at the imperial tomb is over tomorrow, she will have to carry Zhao Jing on her back and speed away.

Unexpectedly, in his half-awake state, Zhao Jing unleashed a murderous aura.

Bao'er woke up instantly.

She sensed something was wrong and quickly channeled her inner energy into her tongue, licking it to heal her wounds.

"Baby, stop licking."

"I'm fine."

Zhao Jing opened his eyes, regaining control of his main body.

Previously, he had to control multiple systems simultaneously, his body stiff like a puppet, completely still.

Just as Li Shuo ordered the Imperial Guards to carry Zhao Jing in a sedan chair and follow him all the way.

Now that his holy seal has been formed, his mystical arts have greatly increased, his spiritual platform has grown stronger, and he can focus on many things at once.

Multi-line control is no longer a bottleneck.

He pinched Bao'er's cheek to stop this wild behavior.

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

Bao'er was overjoyed.

Since entering the capital to fight, Your Highness has finally been able to move around.

"It's alright now."

"The intelligence has been obtained; the people in the capital are preparing to depart."

"We should also lie in wait near the imperial tombs and wait for the right opportunity."

The man and the leopard were not idle.

After splitting into two groups, they took a longer route and arrived near Longevity Hill.

They simply dared not approach, waiting for intelligence to gather.

Yan Li's intelligence proved that caution was the right thing to do.

Qian Huanzhu is now in charge of heading to the capital garrison to distract Gu Changfeng.

The main body, on the other hand, must infiltrate the imperial tomb and seize the Destiny Bone.

Bao'er nestled in Zhao Jing's arms and nodded vigorously:

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Seeing that Bao'er was well-behaved, Zhao Jing took out a precious pill from his storage ring and gave the following instructions:

"This Life-Creating Pill must be consumed once we enter the Imperial Mausoleum."

"Put it in your mouth first."

They seized many resources from Yuwen Zhe, including precious pills.

Heavenly King's Life-Saving Pill, a mid-grade precious pill.

The Life-Creating Pill is an extremely rare and superior-grade precious pill.

What's even more surprising is that this precious pill is in excellent condition; it might even be a top-grade one.

Of the three precious pills, Chen Zhong took one, Bao'er took one, and Chen Zhong kept one for himself.

Just right.

As for why Bao'er was given the Life-Creating Pill...

Because she can escape at lightning speed.

The Life-Creating Pill can sustain Bao'er for more than an hour.

Enough to escape and ascend to heaven.

Of course, Zhao Jing didn't intend to use the one he kept for himself.

After all, the Xuan Master's physical body is weak, and he would die if he were to get close to someone.

My health bar is too low; even medicine won't help.

Zhao Jing handed over the pill, and Bao'er opened her mouth:

"what!"

She rolled the pill under her tongue and enveloped it with her inner energy.

Once the action is initiated, swallow immediately.

better.

Zhao Jing couldn't help but chuckle:

"Bao'er did a great job."

"Of course!"

This small compliment was enough to make her cheer.

The big cat's face was filled with joy.

Zhao Jing said solemnly:

"Even if you're risking your life, don't lose it."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Bao'er nestled in Zhao Jing's arms, feeling the prince's heartbeat, and felt inexplicably at ease.

only……

"If something's on your mind, just say it."

"You've been holding it in all night."

Zhao Jing found it somewhat amusing.

From the moment the action began, Bao'er was preoccupied with worries.

This is nothing like her usual self.

Upon hearing this, Bao'er showed a rare shyness.

Its body then wriggled and transformed into human form.

She asked nervously:

"Your Highness!"

"Do you want her as your bodyguard?"

"I... I can protect Your Highness."

Seeing Bao'er's sour expression, Zhao Jing's playful side was aroused:

"Who is she?"

"How come I didn't know?"

Bao'er got anxious:

"That's the woman!"

"Your Highness, I... I don't like her."

"I am His Highness's bodyguard."

Cheetahs are usually lazy and only reveal their true nature when chasing prey.

Food protection and territoriality are ingrained in their very being.

If a cheetah hunts antelope, it usually can't finish eating it all, so it will hang the food on trees to dry in the sun.

If an enemy tries to steal its food, the cheetah will bare its teeth.

Now that its territory has been invaded, the big cat must assert its sovereignty.

But at this crucial moment, she held back all night and only now revealed the truth.

Zhao Jing couldn't help but laugh.

He reached out and stroked Bao'er's ahoge (cowlick):

Don't worry.

"She's not a guard, you are."

Bao'er was secretly delighted, then asked in confusion:

"Then what is she?"

"It's the accountant."

Bao'er scratches her head:

"What is an accountant?"

Zhao Jing smiled and said:

"They calculate wages."

"For example, Bao'er's monthly allowance is 50 taels, her food allowance is 30 taels, her cultivation allowance is 20 taels, and then 10 taels is deducted from the leopard clan's redemption allowance."

"How many taels of silver does Bao'er earn in a month?"

"what?"

Bao'er was dazed.

How much was it again?

No, I have to count on my fingers.

She used both her hands and feet to count them one by one.

That seems a bit too much.

I can't calculate it all.

Bao'er probes:

"It should be... 50 taels."

Zhao Jing tapped his head in annoyance:

"One tael of silver for one mutton skewer, how many skewers are there?"

"Ninety skewers!"

Bao'er answered instantly.

That's quite fast.

After all, Bao'er's wages were on the books and she had never received them.

She ate all of it, even though she had extra food in the kitchen.

Not only did they run out of wages, but they even overspent for the next month, and Zhao Jing had to cover the losses.

The Crown Prince's residence also follows rules; wages and cultivation resources are received according to assigned positions and status.

Even Zhao Jing's personal guards didn't have an unlimited quota.

Only Zhao Jing could fill the gap.

Even ordinary wealthy businessmen can't afford to keep this big cat.

Zhao Jing invented things partly to earn food for her.

The results were amazing.

Bao'er has consumed so many resources that its heart is much stronger than that of its kind.

While Zhao Jing possessed the natural talent of the cheetah clan, his incredible speed was also a result of his extensive spending.

Ordinary cheetahs don't have this speed.

Seeing that Bao'er understood the difficulty of divination, Zhao Jing answered affirmatively:

"So she was in charge of bookkeeping and calculating Bao'er's wages."

"She won't take your place, understand?"

Understood!

Bao'er immediately became excited.

His Highness said that his position cannot be taken away.

I am His Highness's bodyguard.

Hmph! Hmph! Hmph!

Bao'er started to get carried away.

She wanted to let out a long howl to express her excitement; even her ahoge (cowlick) stood up straight.

Calm down.

Zhao Jing watched Bao'er squirming and couldn't help but tap her head.

She was still very excited.

However, after spending so much time in the human world, Bao'er also developed a cunning mind:

"Your Highness, how about I learn divination and help with accounting?"

"I will try my best."

The accountant didn't want to give it to her.

"No thanks, I can't teach you."

Zhao Jing refused outright.

He had made a foolish mistake before, thinking that no matter how stupid a person was, it was impossible for them not to learn calculus.

As a result, they failed miserably with Bao'er.

Bao'er cried out in grievance:

"Your Highness!"

"I can learn that too!"

"Alright, let's get started."

Zhao Jing quickly changed the subject.

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Although Bao'er was unwilling, she still carried Zhao Jing on her back and ran silently down the mountain path.

It's called a mountain path, but there's no path at all.

It was just a large, dense forest, rarely visited by humans.

Therefore, Bao'er had to keep her eyes and ears open every time she took a step forward.

She pushed her perception to its limit in case of unforeseen circumstances.

Normally, perceptive abilities require the activation of the [Spiritual Awareness Treasury], but Bao'er is only at the mid-stage of the Innate Realm.

However, she has recently practiced sword control techniques, and her perception has also improved to some extent.

As she wandered through the woods, she suddenly smelled a faint scent of blood.

stop!

Without any hesitation, Bao'er immediately stopped.

[Your Highness, there is blood ahead!]

[Find out the truth first.]

Yes, Your Highness!

Bao'er immediately sniffed the air, then found a high spot and squinted her eyes into a straight line.

She saw the distance and hastily erected an altar.

This place is still far from the imperial tombs.

Someone is actually worshipping here?

The altar is so large that it's impossible to be mistaken.

Bao'er said worriedly:

Your Highness, please take a detour.

Zhao Jing's eyes narrowed.

He has just condensed the Holy Seal, reaching a level that ordinary cultivators have never achieved.

Therefore, their perception increases dramatically.

The person burning incense must be an acquaintance.

We need to see things more clearly.

Zhao Jing's mind raced:

"Baby, can I borrow your eyes?"

【Hey, how do I borrow it?】

【relax!】

Zhao Jing condensed the Holy Seal, surpassing the limits of cultivators, and supernatural powers arose spontaneously, allowing his soul to leave his body.

This was originally a method reserved for the chief priest.

Zhao Jing's spirit possessed the body, allowing him to peer into the distance.

His amber eyes narrowed into slits.

Then I saw the person clearly.

It turns out they are acquaintances.

Zhao Jing's half-brother.

A person who is half royalty and half of the Yuwen family bloodline.

He actually survived.

All around, there was a pile of corpses.

Arranged neatly and orderly.