Rules of the Strange: I Became a God in a Bizarre World Through Taoist Arts

Upon hearing Shen Xingzhuo's answer, the mastermind behind the ghost stories was completely speechless.

Who can be the judge?!

Why is it that, even though they're both chosen ones, the two next to me have hands that are practically raw from picking at their sleeves?

And this one!! This Shen Xingzhuo actually dared to confront him head-on with reason and evidence!

Unfortunately, it cannot refute the rules!

"How was it? Did I get it right this time?" Shen Xingzhuo urged.

The time spent waiting doesn't count as a failure, so why are you in such a hurry?

Since the last negotiation, both sides have gained a deeper understanding of each other.

After Shen Xingzhuo realized that the strange tales were not "the laws of heaven and earth," he became even more adept at dealing with them.

They are just waiting for the right moment to tear off its mask and liberate the country shrouded in ghost stories.

The supernatural tales suggest that Shen Xingzhuo, despite his young age, is difficult to deal with and has a mind as cunning as a sieve.

However, in any case, the two sides seem to have reached a subtle consensus.

When talking to her, the ghost story tells of how she seemed a little more "human" than when talking to others.

Hearing the ghost story, Shen Xingzhuo sighed silently, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the hilt of the knife.

"Cultivate your mind... calm down..."

She was indeed unable to contain her eagerness.

I am extremely eager to finish this part of the story, return to the bottom of that well, and release Pei Jinyu's soul, which cannot find peace even in death.

After a while, the ghost story began to speak again.

[Congratulations to the chosen one, Shen Xingzhuo, for answering correctly!]

[Quest progress: "Kill the fake husband" +1! Reward: 5 points of National Fortune Value! Chosen One, keep up the good work!]

The beginning and end of this sentence are emphasized by the ghost story accent.

It directly states that Shen Xingzhuo's task is to eliminate all the fake Liu Jins.

This placed her directly in opposition to all other chosen ones.

Upon hearing this, the other two surviving "Liu Jin" indeed became even more wary of her.

But Shen Xingzhu didn't even try to win over the "ally," only coldly tossing out a sentence:

"Hurry up, let's get to the wedding ceremony."

After saying that, she walked into the ancestral hall.

She didn't care at all whether the person behind her was keeping up with her pace.

……

The road leading to the ancestral hall on the back mountain was widened and leveled by the Pei family.

Shen Xingzhuo maintained proper etiquette and walked forward step by step. But the further she went, the stronger the dull pain in her head became.

At first she was able to maintain her normal posture, but as the pain intensified, every step she took felt like she was resisting an immense weight.

Her steps grew slower and slower, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Shen Xingzhuo knew that she was not facing strange tales causing trouble, but rather that the Pei family ancestral hall was testing her.

A person with an unwavering mind cannot be the heir to the Pei family.

She knew she couldn't stop. This path of self-cultivation was not only a test for Pei Jinyu, but also a tribulation for Shen Xingzhuo herself.

Her eyes were stinging from the sweat, but she kept walking.

She saw that the gates of the ancestral hall were already open.

Inside, the incense in front of the ancestral tablets, arranged from tallest to shortest, burned brighter and brighter as she approached!

Cigarette smoke drifted out of the ancestral hall on the gentle breeze.

As the familiar scent of sandalwood lingered around her nose, Shen Xingzhuo suddenly felt her mind gradually clear.

The flickering flames of the wedding candles on both sides illuminated the ancestral hall.

Finally, she reached the door.

Looking inside, Pei Jinyu's mother, the current head of the Pei family, was seated in the main seat.

On either side were other elders, all of whom turned their heads toward Shen Xingzhuo, their eyes fixed on her.

Shen Xingzhu swallowed hard, his gaze darkened, and he stepped into the ancestral hall!