If the circumstances weren't unfavorable, Quan Ji would never have allowed Le Jia to inherit such a divine status.

The deity of plague god inherently represents misfortune and curse. Even without actively exerting divine power, the plague god will bring misfortune to those around him.

However, Princess Quan will try her best to ask Priest Fengxi to help suppress this.

If you have any questions, ask Feng Xi. If it involves anything theological, you'll definitely find the answer by asking Feng Xi.

...

The two arrived at Fengxi's room next to the altar.

Feng Xi was still dressed in that sacred sacrificial robe, with a male-female appearance, so beautiful that countless women would feel inferior to him.

His eyes were closed, his skin was spotless, and he was so perfect that it was impossible to be jealous of him.

Quan Ji's greatest assessment of Feng Xi in her previous life was: if the gods left behind their most devout believers in the world, it would definitely be Feng Xi.

Feng Xi asked, "Miss, is there something important that you're looking for me in the middle of the night?"

Quan Ji said, "This matter might be considered extremely treasonous. Will you help?"

Feng Xi paused for a moment, then slowly turned his head toward Chunlan, who was sitting next to Quan Ji.

"It must be a mother's wish."

His voice is always like that, like the gentlest jade in the world, nourishing people's hearts and making people feel incredibly peaceful just by listening to his voice.

Chunlan dared not speak; she subconsciously felt that this seemingly gentle priest was even more dignified than the young lady.

Although the young lady appears exceptionally cold, she is kind and righteous. This priest of Fengxi... seems to have no ulterior motives in his heart.

Quan Ji explained, "Yes, but I'm sure this will bother you. If it really doesn't work out... I can manage on my own."

It would be much easier if the priest of Fengxi were there.

Feng Xi gave a very clear answer, which calmed Quan Ji down: "I am just a believer of the Moon Goddess. Other gods have nothing to do with Feng Xi."

This means that as long as the dignity of the moon god is not violated, he will do his best to support him.

"That's enough from Priest Feng Xi. I feel safe to speak."

“We want to use this divine power to resurrect her daughter, Le Jia.”

Quan Ji opened her palm, and a powerful vortex condensed in her palm.

A mysterious aura spread, and the surrounding atmosphere began to cool.

Chunlan was just an ordinary person, and she was shivering from the cold.

Feng Xi warmly cast a divine spell on her, softening her aura.

"Thank you," Chunlan said gratefully.

Feng Xi nodded, turned his gaze to Quan Ji, and said, "This is just a small matter. If Miss can afford it, then Feng Xi certainly can."

"Let's begin then."

"Please, young lady, ascend the altar of worship."

...

On the altar, Quan Ji, following Feng Xi's orders, released Le Jia's well-preserved body. The adorable little girl was already lifeless, clutching a broken apple, a heartbreaking scene.

"here we go."

Feng Xi stood opposite Quan Ji, manipulating Le Jia's body to quickly float into the sky.

With a single palm strike, he unleashed the Plague God's divine essence, instantly causing the heavens and earth to change color and thunder to rumble.

A sinister, cold, and ominous atmosphere permeated the surroundings.

Quan Ji could sense that this was the power brought about by the Plague God's divine nature itself.

It's truly unfair to let Le Jia inherit such a divine status.

Just then, the surrounding temperature warmed up, and the clouds in the night suddenly parted, revealing a divine deer radiating nine-colored light.

Quan Ji was stunned. The auspicious beast, the Nine-Colored Deer?!

"What's going on?!"