Meanwhile, the master and apprentice standing to the side, Xiahou Zhiwei looked bewildered, but Nie Wangya seemed to understand them quite well.
Over the years, he traveled around with his apprentices, and after he stopped being so decadent, he realized that he was ridiculously poor.
We can't spend our apprentices' money on everything.
So he took on missions everywhere, and the Human Emperor somehow learned that he had received the grace of the goddess, and often asked him to set up formations.
Nie Wangya had some understanding of the power dynamics in the human realm. The Prime Minister's mansion held immense power, and its children each had their own strengths. Even that disgraced playboy had considerable talent for cultivation in the human realm.
The only regrettable thing is that the prime minister's youngest daughter is mentally challenged.
No one dares to mention it normally, and even the prime minister never mentions it when he is out in public.
Nie Wangya knew it was a coincidence. The last time he entered the palace, he heard the prime minister's mortal enemy cursing him with his colleagues. It was incredibly vulgar.
I also heard the man cursing and saying that the prime minister having a stupid daughter was his retribution, and that he deserved it.
Can…
Nie Wangya looked at the little girl in front of him. She was clearly a clever and cute child, so why did she go around saying that others were stupid?
After a moment's thought, under the astonished gazes of his master, servant, and his foolish apprentice, he went to the Prime Minister's residence with Shangguan Xi.
In the human realm, who dares to disrespect immortals?
Seeing her father, the Prime Minister, bowing and scraping, Shangguan Xi found it somewhat amusing.
"Thank you, immortal."
She was somewhat moved and bowed to Nie Wangya and his disciples.
Neither the master nor the apprentice paid any attention, and waved for her to get up quickly.
After the two immortals left, the people in the Prime Minister's residence were shocked to discover that the Seventh Miss was treated the best among all the masters.
Silks, brocades, celestial robes, and all sorts of treasures were sent to her humble little courtyard.
Unfortunately, Shangguan Xi didn't even glance at them; those valuable items seemed ordinary to her.
I have absolutely no interest in it.
However, one advantage was that from that day on, the household no longer restricted her from going out.
She went out of the mansion every day and often met her older brothers and sisters.
Most of them mocked or even ignored her.
The maid was furious, but Shangguan Xi thought it was childish and continued to come and go as usual every day.
There are two days left until the Lingjian Election.
Shengjing is bustling ahead of schedule.
The restaurants Shangguan Xi went to were all full.
She had no choice but to give up her plans and attend classes with her older brothers and sisters of similar age in the mansion to prepare for the Spirit Selection Tournament.
The Spirit Selection Tournament is held once every ten years, but only those who are twenty years old can take the test. If they have talent for cultivation, they can go to the cultivation world and join a sect.
This is the dream of countless people. Some older people will take the test once every ten years, hoping that one day they will suddenly have an epiphany and be able to cultivate.
During those two days, Shangguan Xi witnessed firsthand what it meant to be ostracized and targeted.
The stool is broken; you'll fall over if you sit on it.
The window was wide open, letting the wind blow fiercely at her, and when she was being taught palace rules, a pair of feet would stick out to trip her.
He usually just talks sarcasticly and looks at her with disdain.
Shangguan Xi was starting to have doubts about life.
She clearly didn't do anything.
So she kicked over the broken stool, slammed the open window shut, and stomped hard on the foot that had tripped her.
Hearing the other person scream, Shangguan Xi smiled and winked at them, "Are you alright?"
Don't stick your feet out next time!
On the day the Spirit Selection Tournament began, it was the first time Shangguan Xi appeared in public, and no one wanted to ride in the same carriage as her.
After all, everyone in Shengjing knew that Shangguan Xi was a fool, and they didn't want to be associated with a fool.
She was finally able to enjoy her freedom, living alone in a spacious carriage!
Inside the palace.
Nie Wangya and his disciples never expected that the Human Emperor and Yue Hexun would be able to invite the Pillow Sleep Goddess.
The top seat originally belonged to the Human Emperor and Yue Hexun, but now Song Tingwan sits alone in the highest position, petting the little white tiger and greeting the two acquaintances.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
"Aren't you surprised? I think if those people in the cultivation world knew that the goddess was here, they would definitely regret not coming to the mortal realm." Yue Hexun smiled smugly and raised his wine cup to Nie Wangya and his disciples.
“Indeed, those people will probably be kicking themselves for centuries,” Nie Wangya replied after greeting the goddess.
Besides them, the dozens of cultivators who came were just bored and wanted to join in the fun, but they never expected to be seated at the same table as the Sleeping Goddess.
What a pleasant surprise! I'm so lucky!
That's enough for them to brag about for a hundred years.
Song Tingwan smiled faintly as the listening cultivators chatted with the Human Emperor, holding Xiao Ao in her arms and playing with a small compass.
The compass is still not responding.
Qin Yuanyuan, you naughty girl, where have you been playing?
The woman's brows furrowed with worry as she watched golden light shoot into the sky not far away.
Inside the main hall, everyone's expression changed.
"This is…"
Some looked bewildered, clearly this was their first time participating in the Spirit Selection Tournament in the human realm.
The Emperor stood up with great joy and strode out of the hall. "Quickly, quickly, go and see who has such extraordinary talent!"
The servants responded and withdrew in unison.
Yue Hexun's eyes lit up with joy as he explained to his fellow Daoists, "The Spirit Appraisal Selection is similar to our talent testing, except that the human realm uses a Spirit Appraisal Stone that measures a mixture of spiritual energy and talent within the body. We haven't seen the golden light for hundreds of years."
The last one... was the golden light that Yuehe Xun himself measured.
Song Tingwan also became quite interested. The little owl in her arms placed its paws on the compass and suddenly sat up abruptly.
She felt the compass move slightly.
Song Tingwan hugged the little one, about to ask what was wrong, when Xiao Ao whispered to her, "Sister! Your compass seems to have moved a little! But I'm not sure..."
Song Tingwan picked up the compass, but the pointer on it did not react at all.
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