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

Among the various countries, because Nanjing frequently traded with the Western Yi countries, Wang Sheng practiced the most the Yuzhen methods used by the Western Yi countries to enhance his spiritual power.

Winter goes and spring comes.

Wang Sheng practiced the techniques of the Imperial True Realm in more than a dozen small Western barbarian countries, and there are as many as dozens of different methods.

His spiritual power finally swelled to an extremely terrifying level during this summer, to the point that it seemed to have undergone a qualitative change. Even after leaving his body, it would not perish for a short period of time.

Linjing.

The Hidden Marquis's Residence.

Inside the back door.

With a creak.

A servant carrying a bucket of leftover food opened the back door and casually poured it onto the bluestone ground.

Snapped,

Countless leftover dishes were splattered all over the floor.

Upon seeing this, many beggars huddled in the corner had their eyes light up and, like vicious dogs pouncing on their prey, frantically rushed towards the leftover food on the ground and stuffed it into their mouths.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Hurry, grab it! There's still a piece of chicken butt left!"

The servant who had been emptying the bucket of leftover food put it down, a smug smile on his face.

suddenly,

A young beggar boy who was grabbing food was stunned. He hurriedly put the food into his mouth, but a white jade stone the size of an infant's fist, with what looked like a shadowy figure inside, was about to be spat out.

suddenly,

The white jade turned into flowing water and entered the beggar's stomach.

"what!"

"Me! Me! Me!"

The young beggar had just shouted when he froze on the spot.

"Little beggar, hurry up and grab it!"

The servant of the Hidden Marquis's mansion, who was pouring out the food, said with a sneer.

"Alas!"

The young beggar's clear and innocent eyes suddenly turned cold and sinister, and he uttered an indescribable interjection.

He stood up, looked down at himself, and said as if suddenly realizing something.

"I never imagined I was actually the reincarnation of a fragmented soul of the Hidden Marquis, and today I have finally awakened my memories of my past life. Know that I am not myself! The Hidden Marquis is not the Hidden Marquis!"

The other beggars crawling on the ground, who were almost finished grabbing the food, couldn't help but look up when they heard the young beggar's words. They looked at the young beggar, whose temperament was already quite different, and couldn't understand how this little beggar could have the audacity to claim that he was Lord Yin Hou!

The servant who was pouring the food also heard it and was about to angrily scold the little beggar.

puff!

Behind the servant, He Wei's figure quietly emerged, and she personally killed the servant.

The young beggar didn't look at He Wei; instead, he looked up.

He nodded slightly, as if he could see Wang Sheng looking down from the tall pavilion of the Hidden Marquis's mansion.

The young beggar turned and strode away.

The beggar lying on the ground had already lost all signs of life.

With each step the young beggar took, his aura grew stronger.

When he stepped out of the back gate of the Hidden Marquis's mansion, his strength had unexpectedly leaped from a skinny little beggar to a master of the Great Perfection of Transformation Realm.

Wang Sheng, who was sitting cross-legged in the attic, saw the little beggar leave, withdrew his gaze, and looked at a large pile of white jade stones in front of him.

A figure could be faintly seen flashing through the white jade.

These jade stones are precious soul stones of the Western Yi people, capable of replenishing and enhancing spiritual power.

After Wang Sheng's spiritual power underwent a qualitative change, he attempted to split off the excess spiritual power and store it in the Soul Stone.

"It seems that I can create more of myself to help me find opportunities and chances to access the True Lord's Dharma."

Wang Sheng muttered to himself.

He wouldn't take risks and wander around aimlessly.

Don't be fooled by his current peaceful situation; on the surface, no one dares to target him.

But in fact,

Wang Sheng has offended the local powers in Nanjing because he is unsociable, does not attend banquets, and has also offended the Marquis of Jing'an for various reasons.

The local forces also have a powerful figure behind them.

Rumors circulate that a True Lord wants to use Wang Sheng to test the condition of the Hidden Heaven True Lord of Fate! After all, there are many who don't want the Hidden Heaven True Lord of Fate to become stronger.

But Wang Sheng simply wouldn't go out, unless some True Lord made a move in Linjing, which would be a taboo.

As long as the Hidden Heavenly Lord of Destiny is alive, no one dares to openly attack Wang Sheng. His reputation as the number one True Lord in the world is too great!

Even if there were rumors that Wang Sheng had connections with foreign countries, the government could only turn a blind eye.

Time flows on.

Pieces of white jade traveled through various channels to Nanjing, Beijing, the northern barbarians, the southern marshes, the western barbarians, and even the East China Sea region.

Some of the jade stones were identified by experts who then destroyed them themselves.

Some people wanted to trace back to the source, but the clues went cold in Linjing, making it impossible to investigate.

There are too many important figures in Linjing, and many descendants of True Lords live here, so no one dares to cause trouble in Linjing.

Most of the white jade ended up in the hands of ordinary people and minor nobles.

Among them are teenagers who were jilted at their engagement and went from geniuses to mediocre talents.

There are lucky ones who jump off cliffs and survive.

There are geniuses whose innate spiritual bones have been unearthed.

There were also elderly people who were kicked out of their homes, people who were born mentally challenged, and wealthy landowners, among others.

Nanjing, Xingguang Prefecture.

In the basement, where dim candlelight was lit,

An old man was speaking with great emotion about a great ruler, a peerless powerhouse who once reigned supreme, who was returning.

The others in the basement listened intently, their hearts filled with longing and admiration as they listened to the old man's description of the great man—his feats of plucking stars from the sky, moving mountains and overturning seas, and commanding demons and monsters.

Only a handful of people, having just been introduced by others, listened with skepticism.

One of the middle-aged men sighed and lamented that after being brutally beaten down by society in his middle age, he was almost resigned to his fate. Then someone introduced him to this Yangshen Sect, saying that it could transform him and recreate his life.

"This old guy has all white hair and beard, and he's actually quite the talker."

The middle-aged man muttered to himself, rummaging through his sleeve for copper coins, knowing he would have to donate silver soon.

At this time,

The middle-aged man noticed a flash of light in the corner.

He bent down.

Upon reaching out and picking it up, I was surprised to find that it was a piece of white jade.

"Maybe I can get some money from it."

The middle-aged man casually hid the hand in his sleeve and continued listening to the old man speak.

And without realizing it,

The middle-aged man's demeanor and expression were changing.

About an incense stick's time later,

The white jade hidden in the middle-aged man's sleeve suddenly shattered, and the figure inside disappeared.

"Alas!"

The middle-aged man let out a sigh.

"I never imagined that I would be the reincarnation of a fragment of the Hidden Marquis's soul in this life! Now I've finally awakened my memories!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man's expression had become calm and serene, with no trace of worry between his brows. His demeanor had become composed and unhurried, and every move he made exuded a powerful aura.

At this moment,

The white-haired old man who was giving a lecture also noticed the middle-aged man's odd behavior. He frowned and told the middle-aged man, who was sitting cross-legged, to stand up.

The middle-aged man, who was also the clone of Yin Hou, stood up, looked at the white-haired old man, his eyes suddenly changed, and he blurted out, "Yuan Wang, you're actually here!"

Yuan Wang had said in his letter that he was going south, but I never expected that he would actually come here.

brush!

The white-haired old man's face changed drastically. When he heard someone call out his name from Ershui City in the north, his pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints, goosebumps rose all over his body, and his heart was filled with horror. His expression could be described as horrified. Without hesitation, he turned around and rammed his head against the wall.

boom!

The white-haired old man, Yuan Wang, smashed his head against the wall and fled the place in a frenzy.

The others in the basement were bewildered and terrified.

Wang Sheng, the avatar of the Hidden Marquis, stood motionless. Only his aura and cultivation level rapidly increased with the passage of time!