Too many people are dying in this chaotic world? Then I'll activate the control panel!

Shenyang Mansion.

Nanjing, the capital city, near the capital.

Inside the Imperial City, in the Imperial Garden.

Emperor Jingkang, dressed in a bright yellow five-clawed dragon robe, smiled and chatted with a young man in a python robe while admiring the scenery.

"My lord, there's no need for you to be so reserved in my presence. It won't be long before you're my brother-in-law!"

Emperor Jingkang, Sima Hao, spoke with a dignified expression and gentle demeanor.

His eyebrows were drawn very long, and his cheeks were painted very white. Although he had a beard, he looked somewhat effeminate and strange.

The man wearing the python robe was none other than Wang Sheng.

The Hidden Heavenly Lord of Fate was appointed as the Imperial Preceptor, the first Imperial Preceptor in the three hundred years of the Great Jing Dynasty. This was an extremely important position.

Wang Sheng, being someone highly regarded by the True Lord of Hidden Fate, came specifically to accept the reward on the True Lord's behalf. Emperor Jingkang generously bestowed upon him a lavish reward.

In addition to arranging for his younger sister, the eleventh princess Sima Yaojun, to marry Wang Sheng, Emperor Jingkang also bestowed upon Wang Sheng the title of Zhenwei General, the title of Marquis Yin, a fief of three thousand households, countless amounts of gold and silver, and countless silks and satins, among other things.

"Your Majesty's imperial might is awe-inspiring; this humble subject is filled with trepidation!"

Wang Sheng lowered his head and said.

"Hahaha!"

"Alright, I've said everything I needed to say. Remember, you represent not just yourself, but the True Lord Si Ming Yin Tian. You may leave!"

The smile on Emperor Jingkang's face vanished, and he spoke calmly.

"yes!"

"This humble subject takes his leave!"

Wang Sheng bowed respectfully, and then, led by a eunuch, slowly withdrew from the Imperial Garden.

"The Hidden Heavenly Lord of Fate!"

"Great name! Great name!"

Emperor Jingkang stood by the pond, gazing at the blooming flowers in the distance, muttering to himself, a lewd smile involuntarily creeping onto his face.

"Who would have thought that such a beauty would possess unparalleled combat power! She single-handedly stormed the barbarian camp, killed the barbarian emperor Han who dared to invade our Great Jing, and still managed to escape unscathed!"

"The barbarian army, which countless masters of the Great Jing Dynasty could not subdue, Si Ming actually managed to do so! And he did it so perfectly!"

"Such an extraordinary woman! Such a beauty! Such a powerful woman!"

"If one day you were to submit to me and lie on my dragon bed, how wonderful, how joyful, how marvelous that would be!"

The more Emperor Jingkang thought about it, the more excited he became.

But he also knew that he couldn't show it now, and he couldn't provoke the Hidden Heavenly Lord of Fate. This matter needed to be dealt with gradually!

Outside the Imperial Garden,

Wang Sheng was preparing to leave the palace, led by a young eunuch.

At that moment, a grand honor guard came towards us.

"Lord Yinhou, this is Her Majesty the Empress's imperial carriage! We must give way!"

The young eunuch whispered a reminder, and he quickly knelt down.

Wang Sheng nodded, stepped aside, and silently bowed.

but,

When the Empress's carriage passed by him, it stopped.

"But was it the Hidden Marquis in person?"

A gentle and melodious voice came from inside the sedan chair.

"Wang Sheng greets Her Majesty the Empress!"

Wang Sheng said in a deep voice.

"No need for such formalities!"

"The might of the Hidden Heavenly Lord of Fate is renowned throughout the world!"

"It is already a blessing for our court that the Hidden Marquis has come in place of the True Lord!"

"I will inform Lord Yin that he must not tarnish the reputation of the True Lord!"

After the Empress finished speaking, she ordered the sedan chair to be lifted and the empress to leave.

Wang Sheng's heart stirred upon hearing this.

When Emperor Jingkang reminded him earlier, he was still somewhat skeptical.

Now that the Empress has spoken out openly, it confirms that the court, or rather Emperor Jingkang, intends to use Wang Sheng as a weapon to deal with the long-established noble families in the south.

In the eyes of others, Wang Sheng himself was not strong; he was just an ordinary True Intent Realm master who had lost his foundation and whose martial arts path was cut off.

But behind him stands the True Lord of Destiny Hidden Heaven.

Therefore, whether it was the imperial court or the local powerful families, no matter how outrageous Wang Sheng had been before, or how many imperial guards he had killed, they all pretended not to know.

Now, Emperor Jingkang wants to win over Wang Sheng by marrying his sister to him and bestowing official titles and ranks upon him, all in order to get Wang Sheng on his side and, with the help of the powerful Si Ming Yin Tian Zhen Jun, to suppress the local aristocratic families.

"I didn't want to get involved in this mess!"

"But you always have to pay a price to obtain the True Lord's Dharma!"

Wang Sheng's lowered face revealed a cold glint in his eyes.

Only by gaining the complete trust of Emperor Jingkang might he be given the opportunity to witness the true essence of the Dharma.

Or they could secretly seek refuge with local noble families.

As long as either side can provide the True Lord's Dharma, Wang Sheng will pledge allegiance to them!

Over the next two weeks,

Because the barbarian emperor Han was killed, the barbarians were thrown into chaos, and the entire Nanjing was in celebration.

High-level banquets were held incessantly, with song and dance parties taking place day and night. Regardless of gender, people wore heavy makeup before the performances and took drugs and spice powder afterward, indulging in a life of debauchery and unbridled revelry.

In the north, because the Cold Emperor and many important members of the royal family were killed by the True Lord of Hidden Heaven, many barbarian True Lords were dissatisfied and the people were restless.

Some people wanted revenge and wanted to cross the river south.

Some people worry that Nanjing might take advantage of the chaos to launch a counterattack and retreat back to the northern Han Kingdom.

Others harbored ulterior motives, wanting to overthrow the royal family and take their place.

Consequently, the Korean peninsula split apart.

The barbarians in the northern Han Kingdom and the nine prefectures of the Great Jing in the north are divided into three branches, each supported by many True Lords.

The three barbarian tribes recruited soldiers and absorbed the scattered cultivators and civilians of the Northern Plains, frantically expanding their power. For a time, endless fighting ensued, escalating into chaos, darkness, and turmoil.

The north is in chaos.

Nan Jing, however, had no ambition whatsoever.

Most high-ranking officials and important figures in the court tended to be complacent and pleasure-seeking.

Even if someone wanted to lead an army to counterattack, it would be futile without the support of many True Lords.

At this time, many True Lords were observing the condition of True Lord Si Ming Yin Tian. They were even more concerned about his safety.

Linjing.

The Marquis of Jing'an's residence.

Another grand feast has begun.

"Brother Lin, you're in a good mood today, you've even put cinnabar on your forehead!"

"Haha, Brother Wang, you are no less impressive! With a face as white as jade, red lips, and white teeth, you truly possess the air of an immortal!"

Every man seated at the banquet was made up, dressed in flowing white robes and wearing a tall crown. Every move they made exuded elegance and charm as they flattered and laughed with each other.

The dancing women, dressed in light gauze, danced gracefully.

Some people, halfway through their drinks, couldn't resist taking some spice powder, shaking their heads, and joining the dancers in a frenzied dance.

When others saw this, instead of stopping it, they clapped and cheered.

At the head of the banquet table.

Several marquises sat together, chatting and laughing as they watched the men and women dancing below!

"I've heard that Lord Yin has attended the banquet several times in recent days, yet he has neither applied makeup nor taken any medicinal herbs, nor danced. Could it be that he finds my southern lands uninteresting, and the songs and dances unbearable to watch?"

A middle-aged marquis with a thin face said with a smile. Although it sounded like a joke, his words carried a hint of dissatisfaction and sarcasm.

Wang Sheng sat calmly beside Marquis Jing'an and said, "My lineage of the Hidden Serpent is cold-blooded and prefers tranquility. This has always been the teaching of the True Lord. I hope you will all forgive us!"

The middle-aged marquis paused for a moment, then laughed heartily and said nothing more.

They've already brought out the name of the Hidden Heavenly Lord of Fate; even if this Marquis is dissatisfied, what can he possibly say?

"Hahaha!"

"I recently heard that the Hidden Marquis intends to observe the True Lord's Dharma! Is this true?"

Marquis Jing'an suddenly spoke up and asked.

Wang Sheng did not answer, but looked at Marquis Jing'an.

If this Marquis of Jing'an could show him the True Lord's Dharma, even if he wanted to be emperor, Wang Sheng would dare to say "Awesome!" Support!