A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 208 Daring to spread rumors about Nidhogg, the Black King?
Xia Mi's breath created a long white mist in front of her. Because she had just eaten something hot, she took off her scarf and hung it on her arm.

Walking side by side with Xu Lie, there was no worry about getting lost. Just follow the neighbors. I heard they were all going to the old temple to get chickens.

On the way, Xia Mi relied on her sweet talk to find two middle-aged women and chatted with them happily: "Oh, you worship Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun? What kind of deity is that? I've never heard of him before."

Both women were very devout. The woman on the left quickly corrected them, saying, "Wrong, wrong, they are not gods, they are from the past."

The older woman on the right clasped her hands together and prayed softly, "Heavenly Venerable One, please don't be angry, Heavenly Venerable One, please don't be angry, the little girl is ignorant."

"???" Xia Mi was completely baffled. She had lived in the capital for a long time and knew very well that people didn't really believe in all the gods and Buddhas. Why were they so devout at the old temple?
Could it be that some hybrid is causing trouble using mental incantations?

"Hehe, sorry, ladies, I'm not good with words, because I really hadn't heard of it before." With a little coquetry and sweet talk, Xia Mi successfully gained the trust of the two middle-aged women.

"Oh dear, young lady, you don't know this, but the Heavenly Venerable can truly manifest his power, provided you have enough sincerity."

“It’s normal that you haven’t heard of him before. The Celestial Venerable doesn’t like believers promoting Him on the internet, so everyone just spreads the word.”

“Young people these days don’t really like to hear this. It’s not online, so they just pretend it doesn’t exist. I’ve talked to my kids about it, but they don’t take it seriously at all. Sigh.”

Xia Mi turned around and exchanged a glance with Xu Lie. She first thanked the two older women and said some auspicious words, then leaned close to Xu Lie's ear and asked, "If there's a problem, should we notify the school?"

Xu Lie asked knowingly, "What's the problem?"

At the same time, he looked at Xia Mi with a strange expression. As expected of Jormungandr, he always reports things instead of handling them himself. How cowardly.

Little did Xia Mi know that she was also thinking to herself that if it weren't for the need to avoid attracting the attention of Kassel College, she would have preferred to handle it secretly by herself.

They might even be able to rob the old temple to help their own poverty.

Unfortunately, because the preparatory class is located in the capital, it will investigate any suspected mixed-race incidents immediately, and might uncover something.

Xia Mi, now known for her alchemical genius persona, doesn't want to cause any more incidents that could expose her.

"Is that even a question? Didn't you hear? The two aunties were saying that the Celestial Venerable appeared, which must be related to mixed-race people." Xia Mi whispered in Xu Lie's ear, her palm facing outward and the back of her hand touching her mouth.

In the world of dragons, any event involving the extraordinary is related to dragons or hybrids; this is basic common knowledge among hybrids.

But this wasn't common sense for extraordinary people. Xu Lie glanced at this sweet-talking girl who acted like a big sister in public but a middle-aged woman in private: "Didn't you ever think that the preparatory class already knew?"

"So many ordinary people gathered at the Old Temple, and the Old Temple was holding a lot of activities, giving away this and that. With such a big operation, how could the preparatory class, who are neither blind nor deaf, not notice?"

In fact, the preparatory class did discover unusual activities at the old temple and suspected that mixed-race individuals were involved.

Just as the investigation began, a letter arrived from the Zhou family of Xiangyang, stating that they had built the old temple in the capital.

The Zhou family's representative in the capital city then specifically sought out Principal Meng Yutang, had a few meals and drinks, and the matter was over.

Xia Mi thought about it and realized that it made sense. She was so careful and cautious, and when she didn't have money, she would only do odd jobs instead of using the Dragon King's power to make money. Wasn't it because she was worried about being exposed?
With the old temple being set up in such a grand and bustling manner, there's no reason why it wouldn't have been discovered by the preparatory class.

"You mean, the school tacitly approved it?"

"At least they knew about it."

"Not bad, your brain is quite capable."

"This is the first time I've ever seen someone scold themselves for not being smart enough."

"Is that what I meant?!" Xia Mi slapped out in annoyance, but fortunately remembered that Xu Lie was 'weak' and withdrew his strength in time. His slap was as light as the wind and did not hurt or itch.

Such a small amount of force control is as natural and simple as breathing for the king of the earth and mountains.

After some playful bickering, they arrived at the old temple, and Xia Mi almost doubted that she had taken the wrong path.

Xu Lie glanced at it and thought the Zhou family was truly up-to-date and very creative. The old temple wasn't built in the suburbs, but inside a large shopping mall; he wondered how much the Zhou family had spent.

Anyway, it was built to be quite grand, taking up a third of the ground floor space. The overall building looked like a miniature palace above the gray fog.

Could it be that Nuwa drew the blueprints by hand, passed them on to the Zhou family, and then rebuilt the structure according to the blueprints?
At this moment, Xia Mi and Xu Lie are standing at the main entrance of the old temple. After praying inside, they can leave through the left or right exits and collect the corresponding vouchers at the exits.

It's probably the management here who considered that bringing so many live chickens would be too noisy and pollute the temple, and disrespectful to the gods.

Therefore, we have chosen to issue vouchers. Those who receive the vouchers can exchange them for live chickens at the fresh food market on the basement floor.

This caused a small number of young people who had come to join the fun to turn around and leave. Young people are the least patient with queuing, let alone having to queue up at a fresh food market to redeem their produce.

The elderly people were very patient, chatting and laughing as they lined up. Xia Mi wasn't in a hurry to leave either, and pulled Xu Lie to line up with her. She was very curious about the Old Temple.

There were security guards on both sides maintaining order. Despite the large crowd, it didn't seem chaotic, and the prayers were being offered quickly. It wasn't long before it was Xia Mi's turn.

Stepping inside, the interior is quite similar to the Yuanbao Palace, except that it lacks the bronze long table and chairs.

However, there are many bronze artifacts made last week that decorate the surrounding area, a wonderful combination of Chinese and Western styles. Further inside is the main prayer hall, which can probably accommodate a hundred people to pray together.

The logo still doesn't have a deity statue, only a symbolic sign.

The temple keeper in charge of the area looked to be in his early thirties, with a tall and slightly thin figure. He wore gold-rimmed glasses and a gray priest's robe, and appeared very refined and scholarly.

He was methodically guiding some unfamiliar worshippers to offer prayers: "Since this is your first time here, you may not know much about us or the Heavenly Venerable Fusheng Xuanhuang."

"Please allow me a little time to briefly introduce my Lord."

"Before life was born, our Lord and the rest of the Old Ones lived together on this planet, and eventually left to explore the stars."

Xia Mi was stunned. Was this still the religion she remembered?
Starting with planets and the starry sky?

What religion can do this? Aren't they usually just bragging about how their gods created all the planets and stuff?

Xia Mi found it amusing and leaned closer to Xu Lie's ear: "This sounds quite interesting."

Xu Lie gave Xia Mi a strange look, signaling her to continue listening.

Wait a minute, maybe we'll hear something even more interesting. I just don't know if the old temple's manager will tell us.

Xu Lie's strength was limited in the past, so he needed to hide the Old Temple and develop it in secret.

Now that he has advanced to Sequence 3 and his strength has further increased, Xu Lie no longer has such concerns and doesn't care whether he exposes himself or not.

That's why I came here with Xia Mi to take a look.

The temple keeper himself knew that most newcomers were attracted by small gains and wouldn't listen to his long-winded explanations.

Therefore, it was said very concisely: "Although my Lord and the other Old Ones have departed, their remnants, after a long period of time, have finally coalesced into a dragon, which will ultimately bring destruction to the world."

"Only by having sincere faith in our Lord can we receive protection and survive the final days."

The other ordinary people who came to pray didn't care. After the temple keeper finished his lines, they would follow along in prayer, close their eyes and recite "May the Heavenly Venerable of Heavenly Blessings be with you" a few times, and that would be it.

Go out and collect the voucher.

Xia Mi, however, stared dumbfounded at the temple keeper. "Dude! You just told everyone?"
To reveal information about dragons to the general public?
What happened to the Abrahamic blood pact? Was the contract that forbade the disclosure of information about dragons to the public a waste of time?
Moreover, he was spouting nonsense, saying that after the ancients left, what they left behind formed a dragon, and that the dragon would create the end of the world. This is clearly talking about the Black King, isn't it?
Among all the dragons, only this Black Emperor can be associated with the apocalypse!

Are you guys really not afraid of dying?
How much does he earn in a month? How dare he spread such rumors about Nidhogg?
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