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March 15th, Fairy Temple Headquarters.

Yan Miaoling's avatar, dressed in a flowing, floor-length light green dress, arrived before her own portrait within the temple. A gauze curtain obscured her, allowing those outside to make out her features, though not truly distinct. Add to that the children and cranes flanking her, and the curling incense burner in front, and you'd have to say, it truly felt like an immortal descending to earth.

Outside the door, many devout believers had already knelt and kowtowed, praying for blessings, truly believing that she was a god...

Yan Miaoling inside clicked her tongue, glanced at Lan Shang, and whispered, "Oh my god, how did you plan to manipulate me? Why do I feel like I don't need to live in the mundane world anymore, I'm going to soar into the clouds?"

Lan Shang, dressed in red, leaned coquettishly against a red pillar held by a man. "Didn't you say you wanted to build momentum? Perhaps there was a miscommunication down below. Anyway, our Hualian Sect is no longer just a civilian organization. It's more like the Holy Mother of Yuling Mountain in heaven periodically incarnates to bless and resolve everyone's doubts."

Yan Miaoling didn't bother to say more. She carefully looked outside the door through the gauze curtain. When she finally found her target, she gestured to Lan Shang, "That's the maidservant of King Kernan's wife. She must have come here to ask for something for her master. Let her in."

The Southern King, a different-surname king of Kor. While not as powerful as Xuanyuan Mingchen, he holds considerable influence within the military due to his experience leading troops in his youth. If they could connect with him, with his support, the merger of the two nations would naturally go much more smoothly...

A quarter of an hour later, the maid was sent away after her mission was completed.

Yan Miaoling closed the bottle of Duozi Pills in her hand and muttered to herself, "Bai Muchen, whether it works or not depends on you."

Next, she selected several people in succession. Some were high-ranking officials (usually those Lan Shang secretly investigated and found useful), and some were ordinary people (those living in extreme poverty and whom Lan Shang really wanted to help).

Yan Miaoling either gave medicine, money, or connections...

For example, there was a county magistrate with a troubled fate. He was very capable in his youth. However, because his father had committed a crime and offended someone, he wandered around for half his life and was never given a high position. Yan Miaoling indirectly recommended him to a mentor, allowing him to be reinstated so that he could do more practical things for the people.

That's pretty much the pattern.

At the end of the day, I had gained a lot, both in terms of reputation and value. But I was also exhausted.

Yan Miaoling straightened up and urged, "Call it over!" The daughter-like attitude that was inadvertently revealed was the her that Lan Shang knew at the beginning.

Lan Shang wanted to ravage her very much, so the two of them started to act in this fairy temple...

This feeling, similar to stealing, but also with the shackles of the gods, was surprisingly good. They almost got into a fight, but Yan Miaoling pushed him away at the critical moment, "Get out!"

She felt that she was becoming more and more of a scumbag and was willing to do anything.

Not wanting to be seen in such a state by Lan Shang, she gathered her clothes and ran away.

The unsatisfied man's face flushed, his eyes sparkling, and a suspicious smile etched on the corners of his mouth. He clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the futon. "This is too damn torturous! I really don't want to wait even a moment!"

As for the woman who had returned to the imperial study in the blink of an eye, she paced back and forth, musing to the moon, "A year has passed. I've done a lot, and planned a lot. Perhaps... it's time to give them an explanation."

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