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January 4 - January 26, 2024
This was a divine statue of the crown prince, crafted in gold. It held a sword in one hand and a flower in the other, symbolizing the virtues of the prince himself: “The power to end the world, but with a heart as gentle as a flower.”
Three years after ascension, there were already eight thousand temples raised in his name. Such a passionate following was unheard of in all of history and likely would never be rivaled in the future. Truly, he was the one and only.
I heard that after His Highness ascended, he sent dreams to many temple donors—and to this very temple’s master—telling them not to have devotees prostrate.
Because he doesn't believe in it
They secretly accused Xie Lian and his coterie of hogging the outhouse without taking a dump—that is, for taking on matters they had no jurisdiction over and roping in devotees they had no business taking.
Yong’an was a large city within the Kingdom of Xianle.
Xie Lian had pushed his own divine statue over!
Hmmm definitely an omen
A toppled statue was a bad omen, so doing the toppling was more or less taboo. A heavenly official who’d push over his own statue like that was unheard of—a rarity in all the Three Realms.
where did you come from and where are you going?”
COTTON EYED JOE!!
those who’ve visited the Temple of the Crown Prince have all been wealthy. The suffering poor can’t even enter…”
Gods can only hear prayers at temples then.
Heavenly officials were not permitted to show themselves before mortals without explicit permission from on high. But there was only one exception to the rule, and that was appearing before high-level cultivators such as state preceptors or religious ministers.
“You’ve already become a god, but you can’t forget who you were as a mortal; you’re unable to let go and differentiate between the two realms,”
“I’ve seen your future, and it’s pitch black.” Xie Lian looked him straight in the eyes. “You must be mistaken. I only like to wear white.”
If I cannot save them, then there’s no meaning to me being on this altar anyway,” Xie Lian replied.
Distant waters can’t extinguish nearby fires.”
He’s not the crown prince anymore, so there’s no need for him to care about matters in the Mortal Realm.
Who's the new heir to the throne?
Xie Lian was incredulous. “A riot over a dog?
I would start a riot too if something happened to my dog
From that day onward, all of the Kingdom of Xianle was thrown into chaos.
“Your belief will grant me greater power. With this power I promise I will shield Xianle with my life and protect the common people. Please believe in me!”
This was the first time in Xie Lian’s life that he had killed. The very first time, and he had killed thousands.
“Your Highness, you don’t remember this brat? During the battle today, he kept charging forward, throwing himself ahead of you at the front of the formation.”
That person wore ghastly white funeral clothes, and his face bore a ghastly white mask that was extremely bizarre—one half crying, the other half smiling.
“But you’d be better suited to a saber.”
Their ambrosial perverse intentions were more than obvious.
Horny flowers??
Xie Lian’s method of cultivation required a pure body.
It seemed the other party had no intention of facing him head-on—they only wanted to damage his spiritual power by making him fall from grace and lose devotees.
Should the other party purposely throw some women at them halfway down the road, the situation could get worse—or at least become even more awkward.
Xie Lian peeled back his sleeves and revealed part of his arm. Under the glowing moonlight, his skin was smooth and pale as the softest white jade. That boy’s breath suddenly hitched, but Xie Lian didn’t notice.
“Stab me,” he ordered in a husky voice.
countless naked women were breaking out from beneath the earth.
Feng Xin's worst nightmare!
If you don’t seize this opportunity, you’ll never get a taste, even if you dream of it for eight hundred years!
Foreshadowing!
Xie Lian was already in torment from that touch when the boy accidentally brushed against something sensitive. It was like a bolt of lightning jolted through his chest. Pleasure spread throughout his whole body, forcing a soft moan from him.
In the end, the only way he found Xie Lian’s hair was to trace his hands up that bare chest, sparking unspeakable pleasure and agony in Xie Lian.
Even if he wanted to return now, the doors would be locked.
He immediately unsheathed the sword that hung at his waist—it was Hongjing, the enchanted sword gifted to him by the Heavenly Emperor.
he’d get to see that creature’s true form.
Every day, if he had time, Xie Lian would come and use his power to relieve the horrifying symptoms of those afflicted. However, he still couldn’t cure the root cause, and what the people truly hoped for was for him to heal them completely.
Once again he’s alleviating the symptoms but not the cause.
They suspected that Human Face Disease was born from a curse, and that the source of said curse was the corpse of Lang Ying’s son.
“Maybe they think even if they defeat the army, with you around they’d still lose—so they gave up on that and targeted civilians directly?”
Maybe they’re trying to weaken him by killing off his followers?
Just standing here brooding won’t do any good.”
“Heaven Official’s Blessings.
“Your Highness, the gates of the Heavenly Realm no longer open to you.”
“In this world, fortune—good or bad—is predetermined.”
“You used your divinity to interfere in mortal matters,” the state preceptor added. “You’ve completely upended the predetermined fate of the Kingdom of Xianle—made a complete and utter mess. For the sake of balance, nature will breed things to bring everything you’ve derailed back on track. I don’t know what that creature is, but I am certain it was born because of you.”
Young people are like this, unheeding of advice. They won’t believe they can’t walk until they’ve fallen.”
“You can think of it that way,” the state preceptor acknowledged, “but that’s not altogether correct either. If you must track things to their origin, you could also blame your father and your mother—if they didn’t give birth to you, then you wouldn’t have ascended, and therefore you wouldn’t have descended. By that reasoning, you could blame your entire Xianle ancestry.
The state preceptor is hilarious
Since you reached out your hand and flipped the board, there will surely be another hand to set right all the game’s upset pieces.”
When those who were destined for greatness in the Mortal Realm—kings, geniuses, and heroes of chivalry—encountered a dire situation, their bodies would naturally radiate a protective aura to shield them from harm. Most of them had the potential for ascension. Lang Ying was no more than a boor, yet he radiated that protective spiritual aura, and it was even an exceedingly rare one—the aura of a king!
Xie Lian didn’t dare to think deeply about what that meant, and he suddenly felt his heart go cold. The chill was from Lang Ying’s sword, which had impaled him through the chest.
You’re His Highness, you’re a god, how could you not have another way?! We’ve been waiting for you to come up with something for days, how could you have nothing?!”
The young man was mumbling over and over, “Your Highness, save me…Your Highness, save me!” Yet Xie Lian’s mind was completely blank, and a hopeless voice mumbled inside him: Who can come save me…?!
