The only ancient god in the world sacrificed herself to protect the three realms from the demon race, perishing together.
After her death, her divine consciousness descended to the mortal rea...
Envoy Zhu glanced at Qiuqiu, smiled dismissively, and said, "If it's her, you're doomed to lose!"
The Emperor smiled and said, "Who knows? It's too early to draw conclusions about who will win or lose until the very end."
Envoy Zhu: "Very well, please!"
Envoy Zhu gestured for him to enter.
Chiu Chiu stood up, touched the rice grains on her face, chuckled, and then resolutely walked towards the sword sheath.
[You wretched envoy, you've bullied our country and our Emperor! You're dead meat now! I'll make you cry later!]
The ministers below were also discussing it animatedly.
"Can she do it?"
"She's just a child, how could the Emperor entrust such an important matter to her?"
"If she can't fix it, we're doomed."
Chiu Chiu walked to the sword sheath, turned to the messenger and asked, "Give me a rag."
The messenger, not knowing why, had his subordinate hand Qiuqiu a rag.
Chiu Chiu channeled her spiritual energy into the rag, then gently wiped the sword sheath.
Something amazing happened.
Those rusty places were completely renewed, and the black patches tainted by dark and demonic energy disappeared.
Envoy Zhu rubbed his eyes in disbelief and said, "Am I dreaming? This little kid has solved our long-standing problem?"
Chiu Chiu continued wiping the scabbard until all the stains and black spots disappeared.
The scabbard revealed its original appearance.
As expected of a divine artifact, the clean scabbard radiated spiritual energy. The jewels and jade inlaid on it shone brightly.
The burly men beside him stared wide-eyed and knelt down before the sword sheath.
The common people of the Great Silver Kingdom regard the sword sheath as a divine object.
Now that the divine object has been restored to its original state, they naturally feel boundless awe.
The Emperor led the applause for Qiuqiu: "Good, excellent!"
The other ministers also applauded.
"I never expected this child to be so capable."
"Yes, that really brings honor to our country!"
The Emperor looked at the envoy and said, "Envoy, our people have done as you said. Now it's time for you to fulfill your promise. Our country will waive any compensation, and you will give us some gifts in return. Surely your Great Silver Kingdom wouldn't be so stingy?"
The ministers laughed along with them.
Envoy Zhu looked embarrassed. He wanted to renege on his debt, so he said, "That doesn't count. It doesn't count! We also forgot to wipe it with a rag. Otherwise, giving us a rag would have solved the problem."
The Emperor said, "Envoy Zhu, how can a person act like this? How can your great nation go back on its word and break its promise?"
Envoy Zhu: "I have broken my promise. So what?"
[How shameless! Trying to renege? Don't even think about it! Luckily, I had a backup plan.]
Chiu Chiu turned the scabbard over, revealing a stark contrast between its worn-out back and its pristine front.
Chiu Chiu pointed to the dirty back of the sword sheath and said to Envoy Zhu, "Alright, go and wipe it clean!"
Envoy Zhu hadn't expected this little kid to try something so clever, so he curled his lip and said, "Fine, if you can wipe it off, so can I!"
Chirp: "Okay, you wipe it then!"
Chiu Chiu shrugged and gestured for him to proceed.
Envoy Zhu picked up a rag and began to wipe the sword sheath, but no matter how he wiped, the black spots and rust could not be removed.
[Idiot! I wiped it off with my spiritual power, what did you use to wipe it? Did you really think a rag would do the trick?]
Envoy Zhu wiped the sweat from his brow, but the sword sheath remained unchanged.
The emperor and his ministers were also watching the spectacle from the sidelines.
"Envoy Zhu, if it's not working, then stop and let's send one of our people instead!"
"Yes, Envoy Zhu, don't damage the scabbard."
The burly man beside him grew anxious and urged, "Envoy Zhu, are you sure you can handle this? If only half of it is new, we'll likely face even more reprimand from His Majesty when we return. We can't bear that responsibility!"
Envoy Zhu knew the reason behind it.
If it were simply a matter of not being able to find the person who could restore the sword sheath, that would be one thing. After all, they haven't found one in so many years.
However, now that half of the scabbard has been restored and the other half is worn out, it is clear that he has not done his job properly and it is a serious dereliction of duty.
If His Majesty of the Great Silver Kingdom finds out, he'll surely tear his head to pieces.
Envoy Zhu, panting, wiped the cloth, then said, "Don't rush, wait a little longer. I'll be done wiping soon."
But no matter how hard he wiped it, the scabbard remained unchanged. Not wanting to bow to Qiuqiu, the envoy wiped it even harder.
In his haste, the sharp rust on the scabbard cut a gash on his hand.
Blood was flowing freely. Envoy Zhu wiped the sweat from his brow and finally couldn't hold on any longer.
He knelt down in front of Qiuqiu with a thud and said, "My little ancestor, please help me! I was wrong! Please be magnanimous and don't hold it against me!"
Everyone was stunned by what they saw.
This arrogant envoy, Zhu.
This arrogant and domineering envoy, Zhu.
This arrogant envoy, Zhu.
Now, they actually knelt down, weeping bitterly, for the youngest child in their village.
Chiu Chiu ate a large pancake without moving, not even glancing at the envoy Zhu.
Envoy Zhu had no choice but to turn around and kowtow to the emperor again.
"Your Majesty, I was wrong! Please, please let my little ancestor help me!"
The Emperor sneered: "Help you? Do you expect me to kick you to the curb after I've helped you?"
Envoy Zhu cried and said, "I dare not do it again! I will never dare to do it again!"
The Emperor said, "Words are no proof; let's put it in writing and affix the official seal!"
Envoy Zhu nodded and said, "Very well! I agree. I'll draw up a written agreement right away. Someone, prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstone—"
Soon, the writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone were brought to Envoy Zhu.
Envoy Zhu picked up his brush and wrote: "Our Great Silver Kingdom waives all reparations from the Dragon Kingdom and presents one hundred taels of silver..."
Upon seeing this, the Emperor glared angrily: "One hundred taels? Do you think we're beggars?"
Envoy Zhu: "Then, one thousand taels. One thousand taels of silver."
The emperor was about to say something when he was stopped by Qiuqiu's inner thoughts.
[Just a few wipes, and a thousand taels will do. With me, Qiuqiu, around, there are plenty of ways to legitimately make money off their great silver kingdom.]
The Emperor stretched out his hand and said, "One thousand taels it is."
Envoy Zhu tore up the one he had written last time, wrote a new one, and then showed it to the Emperor.
Is this okay?
The Emperor: "Sign, affix the official seal!"
Envoy Zhu did as instructed.
The Emperor waved to Qiuqiu and said, "Qiuqiu, I'll have to trouble you a bit more."
Chiu Chiu gave a proper bow and said, "Yes, Your Majesty!"
Chiu Chiu took a rag, infused it with spiritual power, and then wiped the back of the sword sheath clean.
Under the sunlight, the scabbard shone even brighter.
Envoy Zhu looked at the sword sheath and smiled with satisfaction.
In this way, he could finally report back to their emperor.
Such a divine artifact is probably unique in the entire world.
This will give us another powerful tool to threaten other countries.