This is the standing of the Innate Martial Artists.
Afterward, he personally entered the imperial palace and met with the Empress.
The Empress was now past forty, a few years younger than Lu Chang'sheng, but what surprised Lu Chang'sheng was that she looked so young—barely thirty.
Seeing Lu Chang'sheng's confusion, Empress Zhu Qing smiled and said, "Our royal family once contacted Immortals and obtained some Beauty Pills. Later, the palace Alchemists figured out how to refine them. If all the materials are gathered, we can produce some ourselves."
The Empress was much more magnanimous than Lu Chang'sheng had imagined.
Soon after, Lu Chang'sheng received the Empress's personal token and headed for the Alchemy Department at the Saint Institute.
But after he left, the Empress turned behind her and asked, "Well?"
"I checked—he shouldn't have a Spirit Root."
An old crone stepped forward, a faint layer of white mist swirling between her brows.
