Rogue Cultivator?

"Get lost!"

The cultivator who had presented it—a Nascent Soul elder—stood awkwardly in place until the guards physically escorted him out of the palace.

"This next one is a Phoenix Veil Silk Robe, worn by the former Princess of the Burning Vine Kingdom!"

"Hmph. Too last-century."

More and more gifts were rejected. Some laughed in amusement; others watched in horror.

A few tried to bribe their way into her favor—like the merchant heir who arrived with five crates of rare treasures. She didn't even blink.

"I want the Shadow-Eyed Moon Serpent," her voice echoed over the hall.

A young cultivator from a sect bowed nervously. "Princess, I present to you this Cloud-Fanged Serpent. I hope—"

"Get out," she interrupted. "It's not what I asked for."

Guards tossed him out without another word.