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Chapter 190 : Consummation of Marriage, Lacking a Regent Lord
"Congratulations on Lord Ming's grand wedding. My master is the Wang family of the south, and he has specially ordered me to deliver a congratulatory gift to you, my lord."
After the imperial daughter's gifts were delivered, a few more people wearing red headscarves arrived. They also bowed to Ming Chen and spoke with great respect.
Putting aside all the distracting interests, let's return to the most essential things.
Ming Chen called Wang Huai 'big brother', and Wang Huai also acknowledged their friendship.
The words the other party had said when Ming Chen left Xiaoyao City were also serious. Now that Ming Chen was getting married, he would naturally keep his promise and send a congratulatory gift.
È ṅ ü m̊ а
However, fearing that it would cause trouble for Ming Chen and lead to a commotion, he did not reveal his identity.
Ming Chen cupped his hands and smiled, "Many thanks, big brother!"
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There were quite a few guests coming and going. Local friends and relatives mingled with officials from Xiao Xinyue's side, and there were often people he didn't recognize.
Some observant people took a few extra glances, but didn't investigate further.
The arrival of this group did not attract too much attention.
If others were to know that not only had the imperial daughter sent gifts to celebrate Ming Chen's wedding, but even that other chaotic-era warlord from a thousand miles away had also come to send gifts, it's hard to say what they would think.
Е n ũm̈ а.ї d̆
After the struggle between two kings, now came the celebration from two kings.
As time grew late, the wedding was basically over.
It was the final stage, the wedding banquet. Everyone exchanged polite words and urged each other to drink, their wine cups clinking.
Ming Chen, however, had little interest in these people. After a few simple drinks, he pretended to be drunk and excused himself to find his bride.
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The rest of the matters were left entirely to Old Comrade Ming.
On the night of the consummation of marriage, who would be so idle as to ignore their beautiful, bubbling dazed sister and chat with these people he might not even recognize?
W̄ е̌ b n о̊v̊ е̇ l Eń_û m.а̌
...
The Ming residence was bustling with noise. People from all walks of life gathered in the main courtyard for a feast, eating and drinking to their hearts' content, their wine cups clinking.
But another room was exceptionally quiet.
The red candles flickered, the hibiscus-patterned bed curtains were warm. The butcher who killed without batting an eye on the battlefield had put down her sword. She wore a red dress, a red veil covering her head, and sat quietly by the wedding bed.
She played with her fingers out of boredom, waiting for the person she longed for. Today, she would be joined with him in matrimony, their lives intertwined forever.
Time seemed to flow extremely slowly at this moment.
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She was expectant and nervous, recalling every beautiful moment of their acquaintance, understanding, and love.
"Creak~"
The hazy veil covered her face, but as a powerful martial artist, her five senses were extremely sharp.
A breeze blew, and Ling Yu clearly felt someone enter the room.
They approached her step by step and sat down in front of her.
Through the red veil, she could vaguely make out the person's silhouette.
Е̂ǹ ümа̇. ї ď.
She knew very well who would come in at this time.
"Thump! Thump!"
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She could hear her own heart beating faster.
Ming Chen, dressed in a festive groom's robe, pushed open the door. As he looked up, he saw the person sitting upright by the wedding bed.
It had only been a year since they first met. At that time, Ming Chen had never thought that the warm-hearted 'elder brother' in black he had met on a street corner would be waiting for him to lift her veil under the flickering red candlelight.
Ming Chen took a few steps forward, came to the bed curtains, and sat down beside the beauty.
Е̊ ǹu m а̊ .ì d̄
"Guess who I am?"
He didn't lift the veil, but instead leaned forward, pressing his head against Ling Yu's, and said with a beaming smile.
"I guess you're not a good person!"
A familiar scent wafted over, and Ling Yu couldn't help but laugh.
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This person!
Even at a time like this, he still had to joke with her.
Е́ n ú m а̇. і̃d
Then, the veil was lifted, and what came into view was that bad person with curving eyebrows and eyes.
"So beautiful~"
Ming Chen put down the veil in his hand, looked at the beauty before him, at her watery eyes, and was lost in thought for a moment, sighing in admiration.
His dazed sister had put on makeup properly today. There was no trace of her usual tough and heroic appearance. Her face was fair and tender, her eyes like rippling autumn waves, incredibly gentle. Her eyelashes fluttered as if they could speak.
Her bright eyes reflected Ming Chen's face, and the affection contained within seemed to be able to drown a person.
Who could have imagined?
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This beauty was the butcher who was invincible against ten thousand on the battlefield.
No matter how beautiful the courtesans in the brothels were, how devastatingly beautiful, how many talented scholars fell for them, in front of such a beauty, they would probably lose three parts of their color.
He reached out his hand and gently placed it on Ling Yu's cheek, as if touching a beautiful work of art. "My wife, my wife, so beautiful..."
"H-husband..."
In this environment, Ling Yu seemed a little unaccustomed to the change in identity. Her pretty face was tinged with a blush, her words fragmented.
Curiosity at their first meeting, dependence after getting to know each other, deep and abiding love, a fluttering heart... and now, in a wedding dress and golden hairpin, her face flushed red, she had finally given herself to him.
Еn̂u̇ m̆ а̄ .id
"Eh~ My lady!"
"Heehee, sister, you've finally called me husband!"
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Although they had done many happy things, this was the first time Ling Yu had called him that.
Ming Chen also felt a little strange. Looking at the shy dazed sister, he couldn't help but smile, a look of pride on his face.
He joked, easing the tense atmosphere.
He had been a person in two lives, but this was the first time he had gotten married.
W̃ е̊_b̃n̆о v̇ ёl̀ Ё n̊ũ_ḿа
How should he put it?
Ming Chen also felt it was quite wonderful. He had attachments, he had joy.
To be joined in matrimony with the person you like, this was something to be happy about.
Ming Chen seemed a bit prodigal and casual, amorous and sentimental, but whether in his past life or this one, he had a romanticism that was not understood by the secular world.
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A person doesn't have to get married, but if they do, to form a lifelong bond, it must be because they like each other to the point of no return.
To be together vaguely, because of all sorts of pressures, that was irresponsible to each other.
Wе̇ b̌n õv е̇ l̀ Ѐn̆ ūm̆ а̊
"..."
Ling Yu gave the proud person in front of her a coquettish glare.
But the joy was contagious, and she couldn't help herself either.
"Is sister hungry?"
After all, his dazed sister had been waiting here for a while.
Ming Chen leaned over and lightly pecked the beauty's lips, asking in a gentle voice.
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"Not hungry."
Ming Chen said with a playful smile, "Then I'm hungry. I was in a hurry to see my wife and didn't eat or drink with those guys outside. Let's eat something together!"
What came next was physical labor. How could he do it without eating something to replenish his energy?
Only with a full stomach would he have the strength to exercise.
He took Ling Yu's hand and led her to the table.
Now there were only the two of them. Ming Chen picked up his chopsticks, picked up a mouthful of food, and said to Ling Yu, "Come, open your mouth."
W̃е̂ b̌ n̂_ó v̌ еl̊ _Ĕn̄ ůḿ а
The intimate gesture made the usually independent and strong dazed sister a little flustered.
Her crimson lips parted, and the chopsticks gently pressed against her lips, seeming to have some inexplicable meaning.
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Looking up, she saw that person's mischievous smile.
"Let's drink~"
Ming Chen swirled the wine cup, and the fragrant aroma of wine wafted over.
Ling Yu liked wine and had drunk with Ming Chen many times.
Ĕ nu̇ m а .і̇d
But this time was different. Their arms were intertwined, their eyes reflecting each other's image, as they sipped the wine in their hands, letting it flow into their hearts, spreading out, seeming to radiate a scorching heat in their chests.
Crossing cups of wine.
"Aiya~"
"I'm drunk!"
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Ling Yu had never seen Ming Chen drunk before.
This time, after one cup of wine, this unlucky fellow smiled mischievously and put on an exaggerated performance, "Sister, it's time. Let's go to sleep~"
Ẅěb ñ_oṽ е̌ l̃ Е̊ n̈ u m а̃
On the night of the consummation of marriage, what should they do next?
Even a fool could guess what this bad person was thinking.
Ling Yu: ...
Today was a special day.
Ling Yu also seemed unable to control her emotions, her heart beating particularly violently.
"Hoo~"
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With one breath, he blew out the flickering flame of the flower candle.
Ming Chen's body was strong and his eyesight was excellent. The room was quiet at night, and he could see his dazed sister's shy face, see her broad chest.
Ling Yu hadn't worn men's clothes for a long time, and it had been a long time since he had bullied their shared property.
He didn't know if it was his imagination, but after his long efforts, it should have grown a little.
He wondered if his dazed sister could see her own toes when she looked down.
Ming Chen had always been a member of the great sect!
Е n̊ ům а̃
Those of the flat world sect were all heretics!
Tonight was destined to be extraordinary. While people were enjoying peace, a ground war had broken out.
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Ling Yu was an outstanding general, especially skilled at using the terrain and water to attack.
At night, the winds and clouds surged, and suddenly a battle between two armies began.
The rain poured down, the floodwaters broke the dikes, submerging the forest and washing away the city walls.
In an instant, the general was greatly alarmed, her defeat like a landslide.
Ѐ nüm̈ а̊
The little red bird stood to the side, its brilliant red color matching today's occasion perfectly. Watching the two armies fight, coming and going, it couldn't help but applaud in admiration, wishing it could join in.
Magical power flowed, and its form changed.
The silver moon cast a faint glow, falling on the little bird.
At some point, the small bird's form enlarged, gradually changing into another appearance.
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Long white hair fluttered in the wind. The feathers and wings that had been impossible to get rid of before had now transformed into smooth, fair arms and legs.
She satisfactorily felt around her own body and nodded to herself.
W ѐb ñ ôvе l̃ Еǹú m а̇
After studying for so long... it should be about time.
What kind of method should she think of?
...
A hundred miles away, Jiqu.
The city had become increasingly noisy recently. People had come from several surrounding provinces and cities.
The female emperor was about to ascend the throne and be crowned. The momentum had already been built up and could not be stopped.
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Even if Xiao Xinyue didn't want to be king now, the surrounding commanderies and ministers would not allow it.
Jiqu, this city that had been developing quietly for several years, was about to become famous throughout the world, attracting the attention of countless people.
Of the people coming to this city at this moment, some were here to witness the coronation of the famous female emperor, while others had other purposes.
Night, the moon was like a hook, the evening breeze cool.
Xiao Xinyue, having finished a day's work, stretched, stood up from her chair, walked to the window, and looked out into the distance.
The wind blew, and green leaves danced in the air.
Ӗ n̄u m̆а . і d̃
Today was the day of that prodigal's grand wedding. The other party had probably already received her gifts by now.
She had forgotten to remind him.
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Ling Yu was a strong general, invincible against ten thousand on the battlefield. She must have great strength.
Ming Chen, on the other hand, was a delicate scholar. Although he knew some strange tricks, he himself was probably weak.
She wondered if Ling Yu would be considerate of Ming Chen and not harm his body...
...
W̌еb̆ n̈о̄v é l Е̌ nù m̈а
Yueyang City,
Compared to the peaceful and prosperous scene in Qing Province, this place, which had been the political and economic center for hundreds of years, presented a completely different picture.
Dark clouds covered the sun, winds and clouds surged. The once bustling streets were now deserted, and smiles were rarely seen on the faces of the passersby.
Indulged in a life of wealth and comfort, no matter how slow people were, they were now gradually getting a taste of it.
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The late king had passed away for only four months, and now there were rumors of the new king abdicating.
Since the late king's death, the second imperial daughter's escape, and the new king's ascension, the people of the capital had been deeply reticent about the rumor of a certain traitor stealing the country.
Enumа
Now, the clouds had been parted, and everything seemed to be laid bare on the table.
If they still couldn't see what kind of thoughts that father-in-law of the nation who held power over the court was hiding, then they might as well go and bang their heads against a wall.
In recent days, people's hearts were filled with panic. The common people whose ancestral homes were elsewhere had already left the capital.
The situation in Qian-Yuan was already chaotic. The rebel army in the south was advancing aggressively and had not yet been suppressed.
In the north, there was also an enemy country eyeing them covetously.
At this juncture, that national traitor didn't even pretend anymore and directly seized the divine artifact. This would inevitably lead to great chaos in the world.
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In a few days, the armies of the world would gather here.
Regardless of the outcome, the common people would ultimately be tossed about by fate, unable to see the hope of tomorrow.
"Lord Dong, what are you doing?!"
"We agreed to support the new monarch as king, to hold the Son of Heaven to command the world. You would be the father-in-law of the nation, and I would be the great general. Only then did I decide to help you!"
"How dare you do such a treacherous thing?"
"If the whole world rebels and besieges Yueyang, what will we do?"
Е nü.m а̄.ї d_
"In the future, the brush of history will be like iron. Our act of usurping the throne will surely be recorded in the annals of history, to be cursed by tens of thousands of descendants."
"How can you and I bear this?!"
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"Do you know what you are doing?!"
...
Xiao Anhong's third edict of abdication had already arrived at the Dong residence. Dong Zhenghong held a teacup, sitting calmly like a fisherman.
This time, he was going to accept. He had already ordered his loyalists to begin preparations for the abdication ceremony.
Еnù m а_.і d
The storm was about to come, and an invisible sinister wind enveloped the entire capital.
Just then, a fierce-looking general in military attire strode in.
His emotions were running high, and he came in a rage. He seemed to have no respect for the old man who held power over the court.
Instead, he stared with wide eyes and spoke in a questioning tone.
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He was the commander of the Yueyang Imperial Guard, General Jiang Jingtao.
Since the era of Xiao Yu, the capital's imperial guard had been under his jurisdiction. He was deeply entrenched. Even after Xiao Zhengyang came to power, the time was too short, and he couldn't touch him.
W̌.ëb̀ ň о v̇.еl̂_ Е̌ ṅůḿ å
The reason why Dong Zhenghong dared to launch a palace coup, purge the imperial family, and support Xiao Anhong's ascension...
Was also largely thanks to the alliance and assistance of this general before him.
So it was only natural that he had the confidence to barge in and confront Dong Zhenghong directly.
In the final analysis, strength was the core of maintaining rule.
Only with an army could one have control over everything.
The two of them formed a union and created the current situation.
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After they agreed to cooperate, they would share the glory.
Dong Zhenghong would be in charge of the court, being the powerful minister second to one and above ten thousand.
And Jiang Jingtao would be in charge of the army, supporting Dong Zhenghong, sitting firmly as the second in the court, with the highest official rank and holding great power.
But... he had never thought of usurping the throne and changing the dynasty.
What Dong Zhenghong was doing now was simply insane.
Qian-Yuan had been around for five hundred years. Many concepts were deeply rooted and ingrained in people's hearts.
Wĕ ḃ n о̂v е̂ l̆ Е n̈ u_m а̃
Jiang Jingtao had some ambition, but not much. He could not be the minister of a fallen nation. He could not bear the infamy of a dynasty's destruction. He did not dare to face the iron brush of history behind him.
If Dong Zhenghong really succeeded, and the new dynasty lasted for hundreds of years, then it would be one thing.
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But what if he didn't succeed?
His family would surely be annihilated, and his ancestral graves would probably be dug up by later generations.
Now the country was in chaos, beset by troubles from within and without.
The Blood-Clothed Army in the south was already difficult to deal with. How could he, in this turbulent time, defy the world and establish a new dynasty?
W ёb̂ n̆ о v̀е ĺ_ Еn u m̈а
"General Jiang, don't be anxious."
"This old one is not yet senile."
Old Dong had also been slacking off recently.
He didn't go to court, all sorts of affairs piled up like a mountain, and the court was also in chaos.
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Old Dong just stayed at home, waiting for Xiao Anhong's two edicts of abdication.
Without thinking too much, his state of mind had actually calmed down a lot.
Е nu m̈а̂ .іd
He put down his teacup and waved his hand at the aggressive general before him, motioning for him to sit down.
"Hmph!"
Jiang Jingtao snorted coldly, but still sat down to the side.
A servant poured him a cup of tea.
"General, the new monarch is as stupid as a pig, unfit for great use. Keeping him is just a waste of energy and national resources."
"He is fond of luxury and pleasure, neglects political affairs. Do the ministers not know that the new monarch is not virtuous? Does the world not know that the new monarch is not virtuous?"
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"The great position should be held by someone with virtue and talent. What's wrong with him feeling that his ability is not enough and abdicating to me?"
"The world will only say that I am wise!"
"I have refused twice, is that not enough?"
"This act is reasonable, compliant, and logical. I am rightfully inheriting the new dynasty. What's the problem?"
"That Wang Huai came from a rebellion, killing and plundering all the way, being barbaric and unreasonable, yet he can still carve out a territory and declare himself king, establish himself as emperor."
"Why can't I, who am rightful and proper?"
Еn u̇ ṁã
Old Dong was a person who had navigated the court. His mouth could turn black into white, and the dead into the living.
At this moment, his eyes were burning, his voice sonorous, as if he were carrying out a righteous act, as if everything were a matter of course.
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He had even convinced himself.
"You!"
Jiang Jingtao drank the tea in one gulp like an ox chewing on peonies.
Hearing Old Dong's fantastical words, he only felt that the other party had gone mad.
Е̇ n̈ú m̄.а̂.ì ď
He was a general from the army, destined to be clumsy with words, and his heart was not as black as Dong Zhenghong's. He was so angry that he opened his mouth, but for a moment, he didn't know where to begin his rebuttal.
Dong Zhenghong lowered his eyes and looked at him calmly, "What is the general worried about? After I inherit the great lineage, you will not be given a single bit less of what is yours! You will still be the great general, you will still be the pillar of the nation!"
"What rightful and proper? This is usurping the throne!"
"You're really crazy!"
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"Bang!"
Jiang Jingtao felt that this old thing had gone mad with the desire to be emperor.
Ёnum̄ā . і d
He slammed the table and stood up, glaring at the old man, "Lord Dong, you are walking a path of no return."
"Forgive Jiang for not accompanying you!"
"From now on, we will go our separate ways. I will have nothing more to do with you!"
He had decided to be a fence-sitter, to stand on the side and watch. Whichever side was more suitable, he would then bet on that side.
But he had just stood up.
Old Dong narrowed his eyes, his gaze towards him seeming to have become a bit more dangerous, "General Jiang, what did you call Zhen?"
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This general was also a fool.
Once you've entered the game, how can it be so easy to get out?
And what could he do after getting out?
A brute!
"Zhen?"
"Lord Dong, you..."
Еǹǔ m̌а
Jiang Jingtao was so angry at Old Dong's self-address that he laughed.
However, just as he was about to say something, his anger dissipated, and the world spun before his eyes. He felt a little dizzy.
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A sharp pain spread from his abdomen. He stared with wide eyes at the crazy old man before him, his eyes full of disbelief.
"You poisoned me?!"
He struggled to raise his hand, his fingers trembling as he pointed at Dong Zhenghong, "You, you're cra..."
Before he could finish his words.
Е̌ṅ um̀ a
"Thump!"
He fell to the ground, his face turning purple, and his life ceased.
Dong Zhenghong's expression was as usual. He had been sitting in his seat from beginning to end, not moving an inch.
Some people just don't know their place.
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In this era, the wicked don't necessarily die, and the good don't necessarily die, but the stupid will.
A sinister wind howled through the hall.
Еǹ u mâ.і d
A strange person in a black robe, neither male nor female, floated into the hall.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, your long-cherished wish has been fulfilled."
He knelt on one knee before Dong Zhenghong, his voice like a broken gong.
Now, he was already addressing Dong Zhenghong as 'Your Majesty'. He was much smarter than Jiang Jingtao.
"How are things going?"
"The Hall of Nether Communication has been repaired."
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Tong Wuchang bowed to Dong Zhenghong, "We just need to wait for Your Majesty to ascend the throne as king, use the nation as a stake, and make offerings to the underworld. Then there will be ghost gods and rakshasas, and tens of thousands of ghost soldiers to assist you."
"Good!"
Jiang Jingtao was indeed not wrong.
Dong Zhenghong was indeed crazy.
He had no way out. He wanted to live, he wanted power, he wanted the supreme position, he wanted his family to be glorious and wealthy.
He crazily bet all his chips. He could only follow this Daoist priest and walk this path to the end.
We bn ǒv̂ eĺ Е̂n̊ûm̄ ӑ
He pointed to Jiang Jingtao, who had fallen to the ground and lost his life, "Can you deal with this? I still need his soldiers."
"Of course."
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Tong Wuchang smiled sinisterly.
He took a few steps forward and came before Jiang Jingtao.
With a casual swipe of his hand, a huge gash immediately appeared on his chest and abdomen, and blood flowed like a spring.
He dipped his black-nailed fingers in the crimson blood and, with a flourish of his hand, drew unknown runes on Jiang Jingtao's corpse.
Е̊ ń ŭmа . і̀ d
[Secret Art of Soul-Pulling Puppet]
Time passed quickly. Tong Wuchang wrote densely for a full hour.
Only then did he finish. He formed a hand seal, pressed down with one hand, and said in a low voice, "Rise!"
A sinister wind blew, and the general who should have been dead trembled and shot up from the ground.
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"Your Majesty..."
"Your Majesty."
Ẇe b̄ ń оv е l En̈ ŭ m̈ а.
"Your Majesty."
His face was expressionless, his lips opening and closing. He said it several times, and finally found his original tone.
He hadn't said a word when he was alive, but after death, he called Dong Zhenghong 'Your Majesty' several times.
Dong Zhenghong watched from the side, his face darkening a little.
"Tong Wuchang, what exactly do you want to do?"
This person's methods were endless, his background unknown, his purpose unknown.
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He could treat Jiang Jingtao like this, so he could also treat him like this.
"Your Majesty, rest assured. This humble one is here to help you."
Tong Wuchang shook his head, his eyes sinister, saying words Dong Zhenghong didn't quite understand, "Nine is the extreme, ten directions are perfection."
"The Five Supremes and Nine Regents, still lacking one Regent Lord."
"Now that the great calamity of the world has begun, the heavenly secrets are chaotic, and heroes are emerging. Those who rise in the chaotic world, endure hardships, and master the ups and downs will ascend to the supreme realm."
"If Your Majesty succeeds, in life, you will be the co-ruler of the human world, supreme and unparalleled; in death, your soul will return to the netherworld, and you will be an immortal and indestructible god lord."
W̌е́b́ n о̊vel̃ Ēň ú m̂а
Tong Wuchang's eyes were crimson, filled with a strange fanaticism, "I have glimpsed the decree of the Holy Venerable of the Underworld. I only wish to lend you a hand and help you rise with the wind."
(End of Chapter)
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