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Chapter 126 The Empress's Letter

Before lunch, Sheng Wansong returned to Chu Xiangcheng.

The city was orderly, and there was no sign of the impact of the massacre of the Lü family. The uproar it caused was far less than the death of two Wudang disciples.

The reason for this is that Wudang is a well-known and orthodox sect.

The violent deaths of Wudang disciples must have been committed by vicious and ruthless criminals.

Everyone in the Lü family believed that it was a great hero who had done it and that he wouldn't harm them, ordinary people from the city.

"The imperial star has fallen, the divine dragon has descended!"

On the street, a man dressed in a yellow robe was shouting loudly.

Wearing a yellow robe with a dragon tattoo in public would have been a capital offense in the old days.

But now, the constables left in a hurry without even glancing at it, completely unwilling to get involved in this mess.

"Our Divine Dragon Sect, in strict accordance with the Divine Dragon's decree, cordially invites all like-minded individuals to uphold justice, punish evil, and bring peace and order to the world!"

"Everyone who joins the Divine Dragon Cult becomes a dragon, a disciple of the Divine Dragon!"

At least they didn't directly talk about overthrowing the regime.

Sheng Wansong glanced at it twice, then turned and left.

It's just another rebel army, only this one is using the name of the dragon.

In reality, Katsumansong's intelligence updates were not timely.

He never actively gathers intelligence; instead, he learns about it passively through information provided by those around him or by chance.

If you make everything crystal clear, you'll miss out on a lot of surprises.

Those who are eager to obtain intelligence do so in order to gain timely insight into current events and profit from them or avoid losses.

Sheng Wansong didn't need intelligence; there was no one in this world who could cause him any loss, nor was there anything that could truly bring him any real benefit.

They're all trivial matters, all forms of entertainment.

The Divine Dragon Cult is now one of the most powerful rebel armies. Based on its sect, it has developed rapidly by associating itself with the name of the Divine Dragon, and has even subtly surpassed the old and powerful rebel army.

Since ancient times, dragons have been bound to imperial power, but a few months ago, a divine dragon descended to earth and fell from the imperial star, and the dragon and the Liang Dynasty royal family have gradually begun to break free from their bond.

Now, it is Feng who advocates for the court.

However, this is incorrect. According to the laws of the Great Liang Dynasty, if an emperor has no heir, he should establish another member of the imperial family as emperor.

All these suggestions were suppressed by Feng Xuanji, and many people in the court were already dissatisfied with her.

However, the silence of the three royal relatives has led to the current delicate balance.

"Master, there is a letter for you."

When Sheng Wansong returned to the inn, An Lan brought him an exquisite envelope.

Shangguan Hong smiled and said, "It was sent by a great beauty. She's waiting for your reply."

Sheng Wansong ignored her.

He's very angry right now, so it's best not to provoke him.

After all, he was quite restrained so as not to hinder Ye Yinping's ability to move around the next day; otherwise, the little girl wouldn't have been able to move at all, let alone travel.

He took the envelope.

Upon opening, a familiar fragrance wafted out of the envelope.

"It's a letter from the Empress."

Katsumi quickly read the letter and was speechless. "They're still treating me like a master?"

This letter was indeed from the Empress.

The great beauty Shangguan Hong mentioned must be a master from the Feng family.

The letter contained similar information to the previous invitation, both claiming the place was haunted and asking him to exorcise the ghost.

However, this time the target is not the palace, but the Feng family.

The Feng family's ancestral land is haunted.

Feng Xuanji gave a very good reason for inviting Sheng Wansong instead of other celestial masters.

The two babies that Sheng Wansong rescued were the ones who were haunted by the vengeful ghost.

Feng Xuanji said she would help people to the end and hoped that Sheng Wansong would lend a helping hand again.

"Those two brats."

Sheng Wansong could guess where the vengeful spirit that had afflicted the babies came from.

They are those who did not have more children than allowed.

"Do you want to go?"

Shangguan Hong was eager to try and was very interested in the legendary Feng family.

"Of course I'll go, but not now."

Sheng Wansong folded the letter back up, put it back in the envelope, and handed it to An Lan.

"We'll wait until Ling'er recovers, then she can come back to my house for a few days to catch up with my mother before going back."

Bell?

Sima Ling frowned, but Sheng Wansong was indeed her master in fact, so calling him that didn't seem wrong.

She opened her mouth, but did not offer any rebuttal.

It's just a mere vengeful ghost.

With the Feng family's resources, how could they possibly be unable to deal with it?

Anyway, before Sheng Wansong leaves, Feng Xuanji will definitely find a way to control the ghosts and prevent them from harming the two children.

Sheng Wansong wrote a letter saying that he had other important matters to attend to and would be delayed for a few days before he could arrive.

After finishing writing, An Lan carried the letter and ran downstairs to deliver it to the beautiful woman Shangguan Hong had mentioned.

Shangguan Hong and Ouyang Xue did not dwell on the matter, but asked Sheng Wansong.

"How is Miss Yinping doing now?"

Sheng Wansong sighed softly, "He is determined to die."

"This morning, Ye's army has set off for North China. Judging from the atmosphere in the army, most of the soldiers have lost all hope and are only fighting to the death, sacrificing their lives for the country to achieve a name of loyalty and righteousness."

Both women were kind and gentle at heart, and both felt a pang of pity.

Shangguan Hong even considered persuading Sheng Wansong to fight against Yuanjun for the greater good.

But she also knew that Sheng Wansong must have his own considerations for such an important matter, and it would be unwise to speak rashly.

"Being able to stick to one's will from beginning to end is a good thing."

Sheng Wansong laughed and said, "If she can overcome this hurdle, with Yinping's talent, the Celestials will no longer be an obstacle for her."

The weakness of humans and nature is only relative to Sheng Wansong.

In the Central Plains today, and even throughout Eurasia, the number of martial artists at the Celestial Realm is no more than two fingers' width.

"I hope that Sister Yinping can turn danger into safety."

Ouyang Xue silently prayed for Ye Yinping.

Sheng Wansong, who was called "Big Brother," showed absolutely no concern for Ye Yinping.

He was thinking.

Besides the Dragon God Gang, there are also many other people and religions that worship the dragon.

According to the rules of this world, with their constant kneeling and praying, they will soon be able to conjure up a false dragon.

Counterfeits are ultimately just counterfeits; they can never rival genuine products.

Even if you were to actually summon a dragon, it would have no choice but to cower before Sheng Wansong.

Sheng Wansong was not concerned with the dragon, but with the stars.

One of the most appealing aspects of the game is that it has a large number of attractive characters.

Isn't this world just a game for Sheng Wansong?

Therefore, he hopes that more interesting people will appear.

In the Central Plains, there have been legends of stars descending to earth since ancient times.

The God of Literature, the God of War, the Emperor, the Broom Star, the Star of Disaster, the 108 Demon Stars of Liangshan...

"Sister Hong, do you want to become a star?"

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Shangguan Hong didn't understand, but Sheng Wansong smiled slightly and didn't explain to him.

If this is to become a reality, it must spread among the people and let the rumor take root in their hearts.

In other words, it's about time for Indra to reappear, make a public appearance, and then spread rumors in public.

If enough people believe it, the rumor will become reality.