“Hahaha, good steed, truly a fine steed!”
Wang Chong commented in delight.
Since King Song had chosen to gift it to him, Wang Chong didn’t stand on ceremonies. He walked over and took the ‘White-hoofed Shadow’s’ reins from the stableman.
Wang Chong had never raised a horse before, but he knew that good horses had to be raised from young, and they had to be treated with utmost care and concern.
Only then would one be able to sync one’s thoughts with one’s own horse. This was a valuable trait in the battlefield, and it would help one slaughter enemies, as well as to escape from a difficult situation.
Wang Chong led the colt down the bowl of water and stroked it. He could feel the water flowing down the White-hoofed Shadow’s coat. It felt as though not a single drop of water would stick to it, and with a sweep, all water would immediately slide off.
“Gongzi, feed it these beans, and it’ll acknowledge you as its master.”
The stableman said as he took out a bag of yellow beans from his waist. Wang Chong took it and fed the White-hoofed Shadow. As expected, after eating the beans, the gaze directed toward Wang Chong grew softer and more intimate. It even stroked Wang Chong’s chest with its head.
Having bathed in blood for several decades, Wang Chong thought of his war steed as a part of him. Toward this colt, he instinctively felt intimate.
Stroking its silky coat, Wang Chong felt as though he had found back the soul of a warrior within him from his previous life, and an urge to howl welled up in his chest.
However, it was fortunate that Wang Chong held it in especially since King Song was still here.
“Hehe, raising a good spirit steed isn’t easy. You’ll have to massage it well to loosen its bones and muscles constantly from now onward. Other than that, you must also use Origin Energy to open up its meridians. I’ve gotten a cultivation technique specially prepared for spirit steeds from the royal palace for you. It’ll help to raise its strength, speed, and endurance. Take it!”
With a flick of his fingers, a piece of white paper around the size of a palm flew toward Wang Chong.
“Thank you, Your Highness!”
Wang Chong chuckled as he caught hold of the paper. Even though it was just a small piece of paper, he knew that its value wasn’t inferior to the White-hoofed Shadow in any way.
“Right, Your Highness, I’ve something to give you.”
Wang Chong suddenly remembered something and he said.
“Oh? What is it?”
King Song’s interest was piqued.
Wang Chong didn’t say a thing. He led the colt into the study and took out the wooden box that Yang Zhao gave him earlier today.
“This is… King Qi’s letters! So Consort Taizhen is really helping me!”
Looking at the letters in the box, King Song fell into contemplation.
It was due to Consort Taizhen that King Song ‘fell out of favor’ previously. Yet, the reason why he was reinstated was also because of her. This left King Song with a bizarre feeling inside.
“Un, Yang Zhao gave these letters to me. This is probably the meaning behind those letters as well.”
Wang Chong nodded gravely.
In truth, Yang Zhao’s motive of giving these letters to Wang Chong was to have him pass them on to King Song.
“Hehe, regardless of the truth, at least Consort Taizhen chose to side with us instead of with King Qi and the Yao Clan. This should be beneficial to us, right?”
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The Human Emperor (1-200)
FantasyNOT MINE. OFFLINE READING PURPOSE. Author:Huangfu Qi, 皇甫奇 Alternative names:Nhân Hoàng Kỷ, Ren Huang Ji, THE, The Records of the Human Emperor, 人皇纪 Source:StarveCleric Forcefully brought over from the modern world to an alternate world, Wang Chon...