Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

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"This person has been secretly influencing and controlling Prince Ming to wantonly capture and enslave practitioners. At the critical moment when the Great Qin Legal Assembly is about to convene, he incites hostility towards Great Qin from various sects. His crimes deserve death!"

The tone of Lin Luo shifted abruptly to a piercing chill, transforming from spring into the depths of winter, teeming with murderous intent.

If this matter were to be exposed, Great Qin, wishing to reestablish the Eastern Continent’s leading array, would likely have to yield even more benefits, which evidently contradicts the grand scheme of His Majesty the Millennium Emperor.

However, Lin Luo did not speak of annihilating the Floral Goddess Sect, for she knew that even if the person was found, the sect would surely deny any connection.

A simple "I don’t know" or the excuse of a discarded disciple could enrage people to death.

After all, Great Qin has done no shortage of such acts…

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In Zeyang City, within a stark and cold palace,

Fairy Mu He lay naked, propped up on the edge of a warm spring bath made of jade, teasing a pure white ginger cat with a ball of wool dangling from a string in her hand, though her gaze was fixated on the distance.

Her real name was not Mu He, but Zhao; she was a surviving orphan of the Zhao clan, which had been eradicated by Great Qin, Zhao Feiyan.

In the distance was a curious water mirror, clearly reflecting scenes from within the Underground Palace.

After slipping into the realm of dark skies, Zhao Feiyan used a secret technique to return to her own Shuhe Palace, bringing out the Prince Ming under her control as a scapegoat.

Yi Chen and Lin Luo’s arrival was swifter and their strength greater than she had anticipated, but everything was still within her grasp.

Endowed with the dazzling physique of divinity, after successfully cultivating the secret mesmerizing art to the point of mastery, she used the Floral Goddess Sect’s secret techniques to reverse her triple identities, suppressing her complete cultivation level to the peak of the True Person Realm, close to Prince Ming, and now, more than two hundred years had passed.

Everything had proceeded smoothly. Prince Ming was utterly subdued by her secret technique during their intimate moments and was even still within her control after breaking through to the Reality-Cutting Realm; he had thoroughly become her puppet.

Yet, over these two hundred years, she had not broken through to the Reality-Cutting Realm either.

Fortunately, half a year ago, she stumbled upon a fortuitous change. She unexpectedly found a bizarre purple token while out in the fields.

By continuously sacrificing and leveraging her influence over Prince Ming, and through the devotees she had nurtured, she captured practitioners and rapidly advanced her cultivation to the mid-stage of the Reality-Cutting Realm, equal to that of Prince Ming.

Even with Prince Ming’s concealment, her mad acts could not be hidden indefinitely, attracting the investigative eyes of many practitioners. Exposure became a matter of time.

So she simply decided to go all out and, leveraging her advancement to the mid-stage of the Reality-Cutting Realm and the power gained from the purple token, planned a grand move during the confusion when powers vied for positions at the Great Qin Legal Assembly.

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After frenzy came thoughts of escape.

With such actions, the sects could not protect her and would surely cast her aside. If she wanted to preserve her life without being hunted by Great Qin to the extents of the earth, she had to pin her crimes on someone of significant weight.

No one was more suitable than Prince Ming, who was under her mental control, to take the fall.

This aligned with the interests of the sects worldwide and her personal hatred towards the Great Qin royal family. She had already prepared everything, time was pressing, and she aimed to seize as much as possible. In this round, she had betrayed everyone, including those practitioners who had raided for her.

But, luckily, with her meticulous efforts over this period, she now confidently believed that no one below the nascent stage of Dao Mastery could rival her - while she still appeared as an untainted white flower.

The astute Zhao Feiyan had even laid out a contingency plan a hundred years earlier, creating the illusion that she had fallen out of favor and that Bi Lian had risen, her joint appearance with Prince Ming the day before aimed merely to witness and probe the measure of the so-called liquor scholar and Hidden Dragon Daoist.

Now this firewall would exactly come in handy. After a bit more manipulation, how could she not escape?

"Prince Ming, should die!"

"Great Qin, should die even more!"

A gentle smile appeared on Fairy Mu He’s face as she merrily wrapped the silken thread around her beloved white ginger cat’s neck three times and then suddenly tightened it.

A pink tongue lolled out of the cat’s mouth, its limbs flailing wildly for a moment before gradually going still.

"Haha, good riddance, good riddance," Fairy Mu He’s smiling face grew even more joyful, her features twisting into a ferocious sneer as a wretched demonic shadow emerged on the wall. Given her understanding of the mesmerizing art, it would lose effect once a practitioner broke into the later stage of the Reality-Cutting Realm.

If not for her influence, Prince Ming would have probably already stepped into such a realm by now.

And now, she sensed that something was slightly amiss with Prince Ming’s actions. Were it not for his continued obedience to her, she might have doubted whether her secret technique had already failed.

In the room, the scenes in the water mirror continued to unfold, and just at that moment, Fairy Mu He’s smiling face froze, Lin Luo’s voice resonating in her head.

For a moment, her heart was seized by despair.

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In the vast expanse of the sky, what makes her so insignificant?

Her eyes turned blood-red as she was about to rise.

Suddenly, the door creaked open, and the person entering was a maid with a bun, dressed in a green long dress.

This maid, known as Xiao Yue, was the personal attendant of the Bright King.

"Elder of the Floral Goddess Sect, His Highness has a message for you. He says that he has everything under control, so you needn’t worry. However, he won’t be able to protect you completely in the future," said the maid Xiao Yue, with a sneering expression, tears twinkling in her eyes.

"You…"

"His Highness had an epiphany and overflowed with inspiration a few years ago. He has already breached the late stages of the Dao-cutting realm and perceived everything."

"Don’t worry, when His Highness made his breakthrough, only I was present. Madame Mu He, just stay at ease; His Highness will take all matters upon himself."

Speaking to this point, maid Xiao Yue couldn’t help but let large teardrops fall. She was a personal attendant meticulously selected by the Great Qin royal family for the Bright King and also possessed cultivation. After years of companionship, she had developed feelings for her lord, but she knew their statuses were as distant as heaven and earth. Love remained unrequited, and she buried her affections deep within her heart.

"Rest assured, the tasks entrusted by His Highness are my command. Even in death, I will not go against His Highness’s orders, Madame! Mu! He!"

Having said that, the bun-haired maid cast a resentful glance at Mu He and turned to push the door open to leave.

However, at this moment, the room’s door seemed to be cast from iron, impossible to open.

"You…"

"Xiao Yue, for His Highness’s kindness, Mu He truly cannot repay it even over three lifetimes. I’ll have to repay it in the next life by picking pisces as a token of gratitude."

Just then, a thick shadow suddenly engulfed the bun-haired maid, and in the flick of a finger, she turned into a skeleton, which then disintegrated into a pile of dust on the ground.

"Xiao Yue, I’m sorry, but I find that dead men tell no tales."

Mu He looked at the dust on the ground with a complex expression, then glanced at the scene in the looking glass, her eyes also misting over.

She looked at the cooling corpse of the orange cat on the ground, a gift that the Bright King had given her years ago and also one of his beloved treasures.

At this moment, she knew.

In this world, there was no more Bright King, no one to love Mu He.

"But, what does it matter?"

"Haha, the one I love most is still myself, Mu He!"

"Fools, all of them fools!"

"The Bright King is the biggest fool of them all!"

Suddenly, a strange, owl-like laugh of Mu He echoed in the room, and as the laughter resonated, Mu He’s nails turned black, stretching out several centimeters. Her eye sockets took on an eerie hue, and her lips blackened, as if she had applied smoky makeup.

"Haha, heartless and ruthless, I shall embrace demonhood!"

"Unexpectedly, my cultivation has progressed once more. I, have already seen the nascent shape of my Dao Mastery. Give me three more days, and I will be able to fully ascend, solidifying the nascent form of the Dao Mastery!"

"Bright King, oh, how Mu He loves you~"

Amidst her delighted laughter, Mu He stepped out naked from the hot spring, then picked up a gauzy garment hanging on a nearby clothes rack, wrapping it around her delicate body.

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At this moment, inside the Underground Palace.

A smug look surfaced on Lin Luo’s face. At her current status and position, generic flattery from ordinary people had long ceased to affect her—it was only admiration from a powerful individual like Yi Chen that could please her heart.

"Bright King, won’t you awake yet?" the purple-haired girl called out sharply.

"Awaken to what? General Lin seems to be mistaken. The schemes I face every year are countless, and those fools from the Floral Goddess Sect were killed by me long ago."

"Today, it is either ascend to kingship or descend in defeat, nothing more than battle."

"I must also thank General Lin for stabilizing my realm with divine light."

As the Bright King spoke, he revealed his Bright Venerable Dragon Dharma Aspect, transforming into a golden titan with a dragon’s head and a human body, three-headed and six-armed, each possessing divine marvels.

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