Imperial Treasure

So evasive, unlike this person’s usual style. It can only mean one thing—this person has fallen ill.

Feeling unwell? You’re sick, gotta take some medicine..

Then Natasha had a look on her face like—You know too much, I’m gonna kill you...

However, being straightforward by nature, she smirked, "I’m not pregnant, but...."

She took a deep breath and pointed to her proud, towering chest.

"Here.. it feels a bit uncomfortable"

Sui Yi, who was drinking water, coughed.

Natasha finally got played by this unexpectedly obtained Void-breaking level power.

Hehe, there’s no baby, but **** has been swelling just like after giving birth...

Sui Yi didn’t check with his hands, and calmly said after hearing Natasha’s words: "It’s nothing, it’s just the lactation period"

You’re kidding!

Natasha wanted to toss the table.

But at least she was with Sui Yi, so she curled her fingers, "What do you mean by that, are you saying I’m not pregnant yet, but **** will grow bigger, and then... I’ll have milk?"

Sui Yi nodded, "That should be the meaning"

Natasha: "Hehe, I just think that everything that happens in this world has a reason and motive, or rather, a purpose"

"So, if I... have milk, it’s got to be for someone to drink, right?"

"For whom? For you?"

"You do seem to like drinking milk."

Natasha said slowly, in a manner suggesting she was going to milk just for him to drink.

How vulgar.

Sui Yi nearly choked to death. After almost being claimed as the dad, now he’s supposed to drink milk?

And seeing Natasha’s serious and usual style, it might actually be true.

So, this woman was clearly saying she wants her to take responsibility.

Indeed, the situation was quite tricky.

Sui Yi thought about it, carefully choosing his words, "How about.. you drink it yourself? Don’t let good stuff go to waste"

Good... stuff.

Natasha stood up abruptly, staring sinisterly at Sui Yi, "Mr. Sui, let me tell you, if this isn’t resolved... I’ll go tell Su Zimu and the others that my chest was enlarged by you"

"But looking closely, you, Sui Yi, have a good figure, look good, are strong, and with culture and character, and your background seems rather impressive, I wouldn’t be losing out, really"

Sui Yi: "...."

Hm, thanks for the compliment.

Sui Yi, who was being pushed for responsibility, actually considered it seriously, "The root cause of your body’s mutation must be in the Nazca Burial. In my view, it represents the biggest secret, and the biggest secret I encountered in Nazca is..."

Sui Yi’s eyes swept, and Natasha followed his gaze.

That box, the Jade Infant inside.

"The body’s change is just because the vitality is too abundant, what you have more of, is what it lacks... I think, your milk.. uh, your vitality, is meant to be prepared for her"

This analysis is indeed reasonable.

Natasha came over, opened the box to check, and then looked at the seated Sui Yi from afar.

"You mean there’s a force, that designed me, using me as a carrier to draw out the life force from the underground veins just to feed this supposedly Perfect Human Race stone baby?"

"It’s dead, right"

It all looks like it’s carved from jade.

Feeding her milk?

The thought alone is bewildering.

Natasha didn’t look too pleased, sitting in front of the table.

"It’s hard to say about life and death, weren’t you also sealed in stone before?"

Seems like it.

Natasha’s brows were furrowed tightly, "So what should I do?"

Sui Yi once again carefully chose his words.

"Um... be prepared.. to be a wet nurse?"

Wet.. wet nurse?

Natasha stood up again, just as there was a knock on the door.

Natasha opened the door.

It was Yi.

The indifferent Yi glanced at her, then looked past her to Sui Yi.

"The invitations have arrived"

"Quite a few of them"

The group descended the stairs.

Five invitations were laid on the table.

Yhan Qingwu smiled at the four people coming downstairs: "Sui Yi, Yi, Li Luo, Natasha, and me, four people just right, the Skeleton Society clearly knows us well."

Sui Yi had already picked up an invitation and opened it; coincidentally, the first one had her name on it.

The invitation was handwritten, using cursive English...

A flair of Western boastfulness hit right away.

Easterners could only react cynically.

"Although the World Trade Center is large, the exhibition is likely to be of a high standard. I just contacted Mo Ke, and she mentioned that the Imperial Guards have already connected with her, so we need to unify domestic forces; otherwise, we risk being suppressed over there."

Speaking of which, the current domestic situation is not pleasant.

Firstly, the Peach Blossom Source incident weakened our internal combat strength. Secondly, on the Western side, entities such as the Skeleton Society have strong control ability over the power of various nations’ strongmen, as reflected by the collective forces in the Adventure Guild. Thirdly, Eastern lands like R Country and H Country are often unfriendly to China, saying Eastern Caucasians should unite, but uniting these countries is an extremely difficult task. In contrast, the West, where interests lead to mergers, shows less resilience than countries embedded with Eastern culture. To put it bluntly, Westerners have less scruples.

Yet, in a way, it’s considered a good thing.

It’s already challenging to unify domestically, let alone all of Asia...

Thinking of this, Yhan Qingwu couldn’t help but furrow her eyebrows. It’s not about national or racial sentiments; it’s a matter of being pushed into this position where she naturally wants to protect her people—it’s human nature.

Just like Sui Yi, isn’t she more connected to Central Plains People?

Li Luo glanced at Sui Yi. This person doesn’t belong to this world, barely even counts as a human, not particularly attached—just familiar with friends and relatives mostly from Central Plains origins. In truth, this person doesn’t have any complaints about foreigners like Natasha.

So... Mr. Sui really has no scruples.

"Mo Ke will arrive later... Before the exhibition, there’ll be a gathering domestically, I’ll go check it out."

It’s less than two days until the exhibition, time is tight. Everyone is busy; Yhan Qingwu is busy coordinating with Gong Jiu and the like to gather, while Yi contacted Zhuang Ziliu, heading out to meet her brother. Li Luo is busy with gardening—Yhan Qingwu also loves plants, sharing common interests with Li Luo.

All in all, only Sui Yi can attend alone...

Of course, Natasha can be brought, though she is aware of her sensitive identity, naturally she won’t go.

"I’m feeling unwell, go by yourself..."

Moreover, she received information that their side should also have a gathering in advance.

Her noticeable Caucasian noble status makes her stand out; it’s not surprising she was taken to Vatican for baptism, coupled with already reaching the Void-breaking Level under forty, they’d surely want to recruit her.

But because she is Void-breaking Level, the other side shows commendable courtesy.

Indeed.

Yhan Qingwu realized why this person sought Sui Yi, asked with concern: "Are you hurt? Have you recovered somewhat?"

Passing a health tea to Sui Yi,

truly considerate.

Natasha cast a sidelong glance at Sui Yi, and in front of everyone, casually said: "My chest was slightly uncomfortable, just had her check it."

Yhan Qingwu: I want to take back the tea.

Yi: Seems like... I was just checked yesterday...

Li Luo turned away, the "Twin Dragon World gynecologist" joke still lingers?

The grand and renowned New York, gathering people from nations and races worldwide, on the streets, Caucasians, Caucasian, and Black people can be seen easily.

Of course, besides the Americans, Chinese and Chinese people in the States are quite common.

The meeting spot isn’t Chinatown, rather a clubhouse owned by The Gate, name quite blunt—China Gate.

Previously mentioned in films, TV, or novels, Chinatown was often depicted as a prominent place when in reality, Chinatown in the States is like a slum, filled with dirt and chaos. Initially filled by those who crossed the seas for business in earlier times, lacking in quality and cultural differences with the States, thus marginalized, poor hygiene—and though things improved today, old thinking didn’t alter. Strong Chinese or Chinese descendants don’t actually reside in Chinatown, instead seizing central areas in districts like Manhattan, epitomizing dominant force, ranking among top five world-class entities.

No doubt strong.

China Gate is the true hub for powerful Chinese.

Unlike many towering Western structures, China Gate adopts a traditional pavilion style, with carved red lacquered walls, only three stories high, yet sprawls wide, surrounded by a square courtyard, adorned with plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum, exuding elegant grace.

Today, the China Gate is particularly quiet.

Inside and outside are guards everywhere, the solemnity so intense, a leaf dropping can be heard.

Within the expansive plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum gardens, groups of yellow-skinned people gathered in twos and threes.

Some are core members of The Gate, others are powerful Chinese returning from all over the world.

At least SS level.

Yet even at SS level, they dare not breathe audibly here.

Because the three primary and deputy Sect Leaders are present.

Ground floor, second floor, third floor—the ground floor is for SS-level core members, the second floor for SSS, and the third floor for 4S and other critical leaders. Naturally, Void-breaking level experts are The Dominators.

The three Sect Leaders are The Dominators.

At this moment, several Loose Cultivators sat in the pavilion, enjoying delicacies unobtainable elsewhere.

"Why haven’t those Huang Long people arrived?"

"Should be coming with Mo Ke."

"Domestically, everyone must come together... I heard earlier a group departing from Yunnan was ambushed midway, totaling seven or eight SS accompanied by one SSS... Imperial Guards found their bodies this morning, due to this incident, naturally everyone has to set off together, to prevent any ambushes."

"Assassination within the nation? Damn! So rampant! Is it Skeleton Society or Ghost Party?"

"Not sure, Yunnan itself falls under poorly regulated areas, understaffed, those people always prideful, refusing contact with ours. Had there been some connection, agreeing on departure could’ve avoided this disaster."

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