Chapter 78 You call this fifty-five?

On the train to Qizhou, Qin Zhen listened to Nie Ping's gossip about professional trainers. The old king couldn't help but sigh about how incredibly beautiful the Bixia Pavilion Master had once been. There was a story about a certain Pavilion Master from the Royal League who, in pursuit of Xia Wan, betrayed the glory of God and threw herself into the arms of Grandma Taishan, so much so that even the housekeeper had to learn to bow and kowtow. There was also a story about a former Fairy King from the White Eagle League who fell in love with Pavilion Master Xia Wan so much that he brought ten thousand Flower Beibei from his hometown in Los Angeles to accompany him up the mountain to propose. Back then, Mount Tai was covered in flowers, so magnificent that even the soles of Qizhou citizens' shoes smelled fragrant after their hike.

Sometimes, when Qin Zhen got tired of listening, she would interrupt the old man and say, "Alright, alright, you've said it over a dozen times, and you still say it's not enough? Besides, I saw a photo of the owner in advance, and she's an old woman with wrinkles all over her face now. Even if she was incredibly beautiful when she was young, how much of her beauty is left now?"

And every time this happened, Old Man Nie would hum softly, then raise his chin towards Qin Zhen with an expression of disdain, as if it was a huge loss for Qin Zhen that he had never seen Master Xia when he was young.

Although Qin Zhen expressed disdain for this, he couldn't help but feel a little curious in his heart.

According to Old Man Nie, Master Xia Wan took over the Bixia Taoist Temple at the age of 25. She is 55 years old this year, which is exactly 30 years.

How beautiful does a woman have to be to make all the men in a city still miss her even after thirty years?
And at this moment, this question has been answered.

Since setting out from Tanzhou City, Qin Zhen has seen quite a few beauties along the way. Aunt Chi Songya is gentle and elegant, big Loli Ying Jue is smart and fiery, and his own Teng Teng Snake can be regarded as a breathtaking treasure. If you expand the scope a little bit, the Qingcheng Pavilion Master's Gardevoir is even more beautiful in appearance, and can be both a lady in the parlor and a housewife in the kitchen. Except for her gender, she has no weaknesses.

But in front of this Taoist nun who looked like Xia Wan, even Lao Gu's Gardevoir was eclipsed.

The girls are crabapples, roses, golden osmanthus, peonies and marigolds, but this one is the bright moon hanging over the flower fields. Her clear face has a perfect beauty that transcends the world and race.

With a "click", the flash made Qin Zhen's eyes white. The Taoist nun had a digital camera in her hand. She looked down at the display screen, smiled triumphantly, and shook the camera at Qin Zhen.

"The expression is very nice."

This smile was quite similar to the fat old woman's malicious smile from yesterday. Qin Zhen came back to his senses a little. He opened his mouth to greet her, but couldn't help stuttering: "You, you are the owner of Xia Wan?"

"Let's just call her Grandma." The nun put away her camera and smiled. "I heard it all the way up the mountain yesterday, so I'm used to it."

Qin Zhen didn't say anything else. He stared at the Taoist nun for a long time, and finally took out his mobile phone from his pocket and searched for the group photo of the owners. The second person from the left in the photo was the owner of Bixia. The dignified old woman was holding Chi Songya's arm, smiling at the camera, with a Pichu standing on her shoulder.

The only similarity between the old woman in the photo and the Taoist nun in front of him was their eyes. Their pupils were clear and their eyes were as clear as autumn water. This was why Qin Zhen did not question her title of "the most beautiful woman in Donghuang". Anyone who was not blind could see from those bright eyes how beautiful and graceful her owner was back then.

"Don't look at it, that's me too." Xia Wan seemed to know what Qin Zhen was looking at on his phone. "Before the photo shoot, I asked the Alliance to hire a makeup artist to make me look older."

"Why do you do this?" Qin Zhen was puzzled.

"Of course, it's for the marriage rate," Xia Wan shrugged. "Ever since I took over as museum owner, Qizhou's marriage rate has plummeted, ranking last in the league year after year. The Qizhou Civil Affairs Bureau is having a real hard time."

Qin Zhen glanced at the other person's face and thought that the men in Qizhou City might also be victims. He had checked the relevant information about the gym war. The eight gyms of Donghuang would hold one to two open challenges every week on average. If he put himself in her shoes, if a face like this appeared in front of him in a few days, Qin Zhen would probably not be able to convince himself to marry another girl.

At this moment, Xia Wan beckoned to Qin Zhen, who urged Milton to move closer. Little Qin, examining the Bixia Pavilion Master closely, suddenly remembered the saying that women over thirty couldn't stand scrutiny. He saw that fine lines had formed around the nun's eyes, and a hint of gray could be seen in her hair. Clearly, she was no longer young, and her awe-inspiring beauty had diminished. Qin Zhen sighed deeply, the initial shock of his encounter gradually fading, yet a flicker of regret suddenly emerged. At that moment, he finally understood the source of the old Heavenly King's arrogance.

——The fifty-five-year-old owner of Bixia Pavilion can still make people stunned at first sight, so how stunning will the seventeen-year-old Xia Wan be?
"Have you seen enough?" Xia Wan suddenly asked.

Qin Zhen was startled and quickly looked away, his tone awkward.

"Yeah, sorry."

"It's okay. If you haven't seen enough, keep watching. I've gotten used to it over the past few decades." Xia Wan smiled brightly and pointed at Milton. "But before we start, Qin Zhen, I'd like you to answer me: Is your current state 'Riding Evolution'?"

"Yes, this is Mounted Evolution, where the trainer and the Pokémon become one." Qin Zhen nodded. "Grandma, you should have seen Bud Crown. It was my prototype, and my current state is similar to it."

"I've indeed seen the Rape Crown. Four years ago in Antarctica, it found the Snowbreeze and completed its evolution. I also played a role in that process, but..." Xia Wan looked Milton up and down with a rather curious look in her eyes. "Qin Zhen, are you sure the Rape Crown is really your prototype?"

Qin Zhen was stunned and didn't understand what Xia Wan was talking about.

"Didn't you notice?"

Xia Wan pointed at Millerton's head. Qin Zhen leaned forward sideways and noticed that although Millerton was standing straight, there was no round pupil in his electronic eyes, but only a straight line. The iron lizard took long and peaceful breaths, and it was obviously not awake.

"This……"

Qin Zhen was a little embarrassed. He tried to contact Milton. After entering the riding evolution state, Qin Zhen, as a "knight", could directly communicate with the "mount" mentally. But Qin Zhen called Milton for a long time, and in the end he only received a series of thin snoring sounds. It seemed that this lazy lizard did not get enough sleep. After cooperating with the trainer to complete the evolution, it completely transferred the control of its body to Qin Zhen, and its main consciousness ran to the side to continue snoring.

"Your ability is far more powerful than the King of the Flower Crown." Xia Wan walked around Qin Zhen and Millerton, tutting in amazement. "Even the King of the Flower Crown couldn't forcibly commandeer the body of the Snowstorm Horse, right?"

"I don't understand, how did you know I was forcibly requisitioning Millerton's body?" Qin Zhen couldn't help but hold his forehead. "It seems like this guy just wanted to be lazy and go off to sleep alone, feeling so good, right?"

"That's nothing. I just had an idea." Xia Wan stared at Milton and asked thoughtfully, "Qin Zhen, if we capture a god, then use hypnosis or hypnotic powder to put it to sleep, and then hand it over to you, can you use it to control the divine power?"

Qin Zhen was stunned and then shook his head.

"I'm afraid those gods may not trust me as much as Milton does."

(End of this chapter)