The fake prince was exposed at the beginning, and I took office as emperor on the spot

Chapter 36: The Defeated Prince: I Feel Like I'm Living in His Shadow (Two in One)

Magu lowered her head and whispered:
"Now that Xingcao Sword is dead, what about the King of Zhenbei..."

The tall, one-armed man looked coldly:

"Raising a usable sword is not easy. No one, not even the Tara Cult, can hinder our path."

There are only a few Shinto masters in the world, and even fewer can kill a third-grade master silently with just a palm strike.

What's more, judging from the way Xingguso Ken died, it was obviously the work of Princess Prajna.

For many years, the Tara sect has kept its distance from the Ten Great Daoists and has always maintained an ambiguous attitude with them, without any major conflicts.

——After all, the Tara religion is about saving people but not rescuing them, and saving people is for the purpose of saving oneself.

To put it bluntly, they can only save people because there is suffering in the world. If there were no suffering, there would be nothing for them to do.

And the greatest suffering of the Great Wei...isn't it that they are on the road ten times?
——Although this logic is a bit hellish, it is indeed in line with the teachings of Tara Buddhism.

This Gu Fangchen is just an abandoned pawn of the King of Zhenbei. How could he make Princess Prajna take the initiative to have a conflict with them, the Ten Daoists?

And with one strike, he killed their most important sword.

It's really puzzling.

"But the more terrifying thing about this matter is, how did Princess Prajna know that the Form Grass Sword was here?"

The one-armed strong man frowned. Could it be that... the Great Wei State Master has already broken the cause and effect destiny magic of the "Six Star Gods"?

No, it's impossible.

If this were the case, their movements everywhere would have been hindered.

It won't be the only place where something goes wrong.

Maybe there were just traces and loopholes left somewhere, or... there was a traitor among them.

The one-armed strong man looked at Magu who lowered her head, snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and pointed:
"Tell Gu Yuye that I will take over Xingcao Jian's position. I hope he can make the best arrangements."

"Also, give my orders to kill all Tara followers outside starting today."

Magu felt a burning sensation on her palm and was startled. She raised her hand and saw the word "candle" appear on her palm.

This extremely tall and burly man is a close confidant of the "Death Dao" leader "Yubai Gong", and his name is Wu Hui.

Known as the "Japan Tamer".

It is said that he lost his left arm in exchange for replacing his heart with a crystal that was transformed from the dead Golden Crow. He then used the Golden Crow's divine fire to burn everything in the world.

He had a group of death warriors under his command, and they were called "candle-cutting ghosts".

Turn off a light and kill a household.

They are the most elite and loyal group of practitioners cultivated by the "Way of Death".

Magu said quickly:
"Yes, Master Wu Hui."

Wu Hui nodded: "Go ahead."

Magu turned and disappeared. Wu Hui raised his hand and touched the broken end of his left arm.

It was covered with seals with golden spiritual patterns written on them.

"Tear--"

He tore the seal apart suddenly, and countless golden flames gushed out, transforming into a blazing arm condensed from flames.

Wu Hui raised the flaming arm and opened his palm towards the sky.

The golden flame in the palm of his hand flew into the sky like a bird and merged into the moonlight.

People in the world are ignorant and think that the sun and the moon are on the same level and are things of the same status.

In fact, the moon is dim and only borrows sunlight to brighten itself.

Wu Hui's eyes were covered with golden light. He controlled the Golden Crow Fire, moved forward along the moonlight, and landed in the palace.

This incident made him alert and he felt that there must be a traitor at work.

He would not foolishly wait for the opportunity arranged by Gu Yuye. Instead, he might as well take action himself and see what tricks Gu Fangchen had!
……

Magu disguised herself and turned back into the old servant and returned to the palace. Even at this moment, she was still in a trance as if she had just woken up from a dream.

That was the Xingcao Sword that had been invincible since its debut, yet it died silently in such a shabby thatched hut.

All the glory of the first half of life was wiped out.

This is the struggle between true high-level practitioners...

Magu calmed herself down, remembered her mission, and found Gu Yuye.

Gu Yuye frowned:
"I don't think Xingcao Sword would go back on his word."

He had not expected that Magu would come back within a day, and a familiar feeling of unease arose in his heart.

Gu Yuye had a blank expression on his face, but he felt extremely irritated. It was that feeling again.

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, accidents kept happening, interrupting his plans. Ever since he corrected the destinies that Gu Fangchen and Gu Yuandao had disrupted, the number of accidents that had occurred was simply more than what he had experienced in his entire life!

Magu said with difficulty:

"Xingcao Sword naturally disdains to go back on its word."

Gu Yuye said coldly:

"Then why did you come this time?"

Magu took a deep breath and said:

"Xingcaojian is dead."

Gu Yuye's pupils constricted:
"died?!"

absurd!

If he had not been sure, the Magu in front of him came from the "Way of Measurement" rather than the "Way of Love".

He even thought that this person came back just to tease him!

How could a top-tier third-rank swordsman die just one day later?!
Judging from the grade alone, Xingcao Sword and Gu Yuye's cultivation are even comparable, so he naturally knows what Xingcao Sword's strength is.

Magu said in a deep voice:
"Your Highness, I can't believe it either, but Xingcaojian is indeed dead. He died just now."

Gu Yuye's face looked extremely ugly:
"Died just now? Who did it?"

“It should be the Tara religion.”

Gu Yuye had a gloomy face. Tara Sect... Princess Prajna again?
She invited Gu Fangchen to visit the White Horse Temple and asked the waiter Xiyin to follow Gu Fangchen. Now, she actually killed Xingcao Jian.

There is no grudge between the Form Grass Sword and the Tara Sect, and Princess Prajna will definitely not take action without reason.

What's more, how could there be such a coincidence? It happened just today and just now!

Obviously, this is aimed at them!

Is he determined to get involved in the fight between the real and fake prince in the palace?

But what benefits does this bring to Tara Buddhism?
Even if she knew that Gu Yuye was related to the Demon Cult, wouldn't it be more beneficial to her?

When the world is in chaos and suffering comes, the afterlife of the Galan Temple cannot control this life, and the number of believers in the Tara religion will increase.

Princess Prajna has never been a true saint.

If it was for her own benefit, she should never do this.

But why did she have to take action on behalf of Gu Fangchen?

Who was this person who replaced Gu Fangchen, and how could he convince Princess Prajna...

Gu Yuye remained silent and sat in his seat for a long time before he said:

"Since Xingcaojian is dead, there's no need for me to make any arrangements for you."

Magu shook her head:

"The superiors attach great importance to the transaction with you. Lord Wu Hui has arrived. Please cooperate with us, Your Highness, and everything will continue as usual."

"Wu Hui... He is at the peak of the third rank of the Divine Dao, so he really doesn't need to be too afraid of Prajna."

Gu Yuye rubbed his temples:
"Then let's try it first."

After Magu left, Gu Yuye leaned his head back, closed his eyes and thought quietly.

Until there was a knock on the door, interrupting his thoughts.

"Your Majesty, someone is coming from Ziji Palace."

A sergeant was kneeling on one knee outside with a solemn expression.

Gu Yuye let out a deep breath, rubbed the armrest of the chair, and stood up.

Although he had ordered everyone in the palace to keep their mouths shut, Gu Fangchen's move of cutting off the source of the problem was indeed too cruel. It was so fast and fierce that it disrupted all his arrangements.

The only way now is to delay.

It was not surprising that Ziji Palace received the news so quickly. Such a major event couldn't be concealed, but given Emperor Yong'an's character, this visit was likely just to exert pressure.

Gu Yuye pondered and said:

"Is it Xiao Qiu who is here?"

The sergeant replied respectfully, "Yes."

Xiao Qiu is the chief eunuch of the Imperial Household Department and is also in charge of the Blood-Clothed Guards. This eunuch has followed Emperor Yong'an for a hundred years and is a good dog.

The surname of the Wei Dynasty was Xiao, and the name Xiao Qiu was given by Emperor Yong'an, which shows how favored he was.

There is no doubt that when he comes this time, he will definitely ask about the result of the paternity test.

Gu Yuye walked outside, his clothes fluttering in the night wind.

The more anxious you are, the more mistakes you make. Now he has thought it through.

If the other party could kill Xingcao Jian in advance, then even if Master Juehui from Galan Temple was called, he would most likely be unable to do anything to him.

Of course, it is also possible that this time Gu Fangchen is just a coward, and wants to warn him to make him hesitate.

Therefore, that wisp of soul must be verified again.

What Gu Yuye really wanted to understand was another important thing—

Not only the Tara religion can control Princess Prajna, but also... the holy objects.

The Tara Cult had only recently hinted at the intention of searching for the sacred object, and there had been no signs of this before, so he had not thought of it for a while.

But considering that Princess Prajna suddenly and secretly came to Huangtian City, it can be inferred that she definitely attaches great importance to the sacred objects.

Therefore, if Gu Fangchen knew the whereabouts of the holy object, it would be completely understandable why Princess Prajna behaved so abnormally.

However, if Gu Fangchen thought that he could remain invincible with the help of the holy object, he was totally wrong.

Gu Yuye sneered in his heart.

The holy object is in his hands.

……

"Lord Wu Hui has ordered you to kill all Tara followers outside the country from today onwards."

Magu looked at the ordinary-looking farmer who was plowing the field in front of her, stretched out her hand, and showed the word "candle" on her palm.

The farmer wiped his sweat, walked forward, squinted his eyes, and grinned:
"I understand. It is indeed the order of Lord Wu Hui. You can leave now."

Magu nodded, turned around and was about to make some hand gestures.

Suddenly, a heavy sound of wind was heard.

“Whoosh!”

A rake covered in dirt suddenly plunged into her head, and the sharp thorns pierced her skull and emerged from her face.

Her eyes widened in confusion.

The farmer had no expression on his face. He continued to push hard, poking her head directly into the ground, and kicked the soil twice to bury it.

"I've already said it, it was Lord Wu Hui's order—'You may leave.'"

……

"Woo!"

Gu Fangchen inserted the last demon-suppressing nail straight into his crown. He heard Qing Jian, who was hugging him tightly, tremble violently and let out a miserable groan.

"Um...are you okay?"

Gu Fangchen couldn't help but say as he pushed the demon-suppressing nail inside.

The formation was almost complete, and he was now in a state of semi-disembodied consciousness, a bit like he was having a lucid dream.

As long as this last demon-suppressing nail is inserted and connects the upper, middle and lower dantians, the first great inner demon refining of "magic refining" can officially begin.

Because he is both the master and the puppet.

Therefore, during the refining process, he must maintain contact with his physical body and exist as a puppet.

But the moment of completion, he must immediately hatch out of the shell and exist as the master in order to continue to control his body.

Otherwise it will be considered a failure.

So he had to try his best to control himself and maintain this distant state.

Without Qing Jian's assistance, he would have to endure the pain while performing micro-management, which was simply impossible.

But it's much easier now.

For Qing Jian, who was suffering, it was obviously not a particularly wonderful experience...

Gu Fangchen inserted one hundred and eight demon-suppressing nails into her body, leaving one hundred and eight bloody holes on the female body wrapped in the Qingjian bandage.

And it's not just a matter of sticking a nail in your body.

The spiritual patterns of the formation on this demon-suppressing nail will instantly become like living things, drilling into the flesh, blood, and bones, transforming them and bringing severe pain deep into the soul.

After all, this thing was originally used as a punishment, otherwise it cannot be used as a tool to refine the inner demons.

A demon-suppressing nail is enough to make a sixth-rank Shinto prisoner speak.

And Qing Jian now has one hundred and eight of them on his body!

Even the waiter Xiyin, who was used to pain, was almost at his limit.

"Woo..."

The girl clenched her teeth, her eyes were blurred with tears in the corners of her eyes, and her arms were wrapped around Gu Fangchen's back, leaving several red marks with her round nails.

"hiss--"

Gu Fangchen took a breath.

Qing Jian opened her eyes, tears trickling down her cheeks, and she subconsciously asked, "Does it hurt?"

She bit her lips hard, forced her hands to relax, and leaned her head on Gu Fangchen's shoulder in a soothing manner.

Gu Fangchen: “…”

Suddenly I feel like I was born. What's going on?

"It's okay, it's just a little pain."

Gu Fangchen said very generously:
"Catch it if you want."

This is just the beginning...

Will this waiter Xiyin be ruined by him?

Gu Fangchen pushed the last demon-suppressing nail to the bottom, took a deep breath, made hand gestures, and chanted a spell.

The three dantians are connected from top to bottom, and all the demon-suppressing nails are connected to each other.

It's now!

Gu Fangchen's mind moved, and the two kinds of poisons in his body except for the "heart poison" were released instantly. The poison that had been accumulated for more than ten years swept through his meridians and body.

Qing Jian suddenly opened his mouth and bit his shoulder.

...Okay, bite it then.

Gu Fangchen continued to concentrate and control the formation with a serious expression.

A moment later, he clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and his soul instantly left his body.

And on his body, countless blood-colored lines spread like veins, diffused, and then disappeared, repeating this process one hundred and eight times.

Gu Fangchen regained consciousness, opened his eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it's a bit difficult, hard work pays off...

Finally succeeded!

This is all thanks to his hard work!

Gu Fangchen suddenly felt as if his body was wet. He lowered his head and reached out to touch the hem of Qing Jian's skirt that was placed on the bed. It was warm.

It’s broken, it’s really broken.

……

Flame birds condensed in the moonlight.

Wu Hui's spiritual sense swept across the east wing where Gu Fangchen was, and his expression suddenly changed.

This is……

The breath of the Lord!
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