Chapter 1892: Scheming with Zhu Houzhao, Sharing the Realm with the National Preceptor (Second Update, Please Subscribe)

"Your Majesty, this is a divine miracle!"

The ministers were overjoyed, looking toward Zhu Houzhao. "This old minister petitions Your Majesty to establish a Daoist temple across the realm for the Ancestral Daoist Taixuan, and spread the mighty name of Ancestor Taixuan."

"I second the motion!"

"This general also seconds the motion!"

A single recitation could make them return to youth and gain extraordinary power.

The Ancestor Taixuan spoken of in the incantation must surely be a being of vast supernatural power.

Zhu Houzhao beamed: "Motion approved! This matter is to be handled in full by the Grand Secretariat, and no one may obstruct it."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"One more point—this matter is of great importance. Anyone who dares to reach in, I'll—every last one of them—have them slaughtered."

"Yes."

The ministers were stirred with fervor, wearing expressions of shared enmity.

If it were the enfeoffment of an ordinary divine spirit, of course they would not fear, and doing things that competed with the gods for profit would be nothing strange.

But now it was the building of a temple for the Ancestral Daoist—a being who truly possessed supernatural powers.

Not to mention reaching in, even if they were asked to offer up their family fortunes, they would be willing.

Standing in different positions, one's views naturally differ.

If they were common folk, they would only want favorable weather and full bellies.

But the officials present had long since had such needs satisfied, and had begun to pursue something ethereal and elusive—a name in the ages to come.

This too was something beyond anyone's control.

All men must die!

They could not escape death, and could only pursue a name after death, hoping to be remembered by later generations.

But now, immortals had appeared.

They now had a higher pursuit.

A name in the ages to come?

If one could seek immortality, who would still be willing to seek a reputation after death!

From this moment on, anyone who dared to obstruct this matter would no longer merely be opposing the Emperor.

They would be opposing the high officials, the noble lords present, and the forces behind them!

"Let's go, we shall go out as well, and meet this Sword Saint Lin!"

Witnessing the divine miracle, Zhu Houzhao's mindset underwent a complete one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn.

Previously he had only wanted to escape from here; even if the Wu Lin people were too entrenched to dislodge, there was nothing to be done about it.

After all, the imperial court's military force simply could not match Lin Pingzhi, and the tens of thousands of Pixie Sword practitioners.

Now, he had witnessed the divine miracle.

Zhu Houzhao instead felt there was still room to maneuver.

A group of people emerged from the dense forest and set foot upon Songshan.

The martial artists were extremely hostile toward Zhu Houzhao's group, their eyes fierce and murderous.