Contrary to expectations, Ling Xiao gave the emperor a malicious smile.
He said to the system in his mind:
"Emperors are all suspicious. Even if no one tells him how useful the Shennong bloodline is to me, my obvious changes are enough for him to figure something out."
For example, he hasn't yet discovered whether the goddess can grow up due to the increase of human faith, or whether the bloodline of Shennong has some great effect.
The system typed "6666," with the extra "6" indicating agreement with the host.
"Aunt, you've come!" The Emperor greeted her with obvious unease and a hint of shame on his face.
"Pah, hypocrisy," many people in the hall muttered to themselves.
Ling Xiao connected with the system in his mind: "Little cutie, what should I do later to become the MVP of the game?"
The little cutie was initially shy, then realized that his host had actually asked for his opinion one day.
He thought for a moment and then said hesitantly, "Just follow the host's usual persona."
"Oh, what does it look like?"
"Unreasonable, they preemptively attacked!"
To outsiders, the brief delay appeared as the goddess remaining silent, gazing into the void as if conversing with an entity visible only to herself.
Completely ignoring everything around them.
Who could it be?
Everyone's hearts were in their throats. Was it the Lord of Mount Tai, or the mysterious Queen Mother of the West?
Even Buddhists held a sliver of hope, believing that it was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who saw the Buddhist community and spoke with the goddess.
Soon, the goddess's eyes curved into a smile, as if she had received a satisfactory answer, and her scattered gazes focused together.
Ling Xiao stepped lightly onto the golden bricks of the Emperor's study, as if they were nothing, and asked the Emperor only one question:
"My nephew did a good job; he gathered all those scoundrels who ruined my plans together."
Before the words had even finished, and before the others could even process what he meant by "the emperor did a good job,"...
Li Yue was thinking about how he had ruined the goddess's plans.
So, the bloodline of Shennong not only helped the people of the Great Jin Dynasty to have enough to eat and wear, but it was also of great use to the goddess!
Li Yue's pupils suddenly contracted, and he realized where the ominous feeling he had just felt came from.
soon.
A young monk in a blue robe, supporting an elderly monk, flew out from the crowd in a disheveled state.
This was clearly unexpected, as the young monk's face still showed confusion and doubt.
Unfortunately, the barely visible threads tightly bound his limbs.
The posture was quite strange, with hands behind the back, feet protruding and bound, and chest tilted forward.
Others might have just found it a bit indecent, but Yan Pei noticed something different, and her eyelids twitched.
He was His Majesty's chief eunuch, one of the top eunuchs in the palace. Don't underestimate him just because he's not a man; eunuchs are quite adept at it.
Yan Pei himself is a man of integrity, but he has seen far too many bizarre ways of making fun of others.
This posture clearly resembles something from a small country in the east...
The system coughed quietly twice. "Special pleasure props like bondage can be incredibly useful sometimes."
Li Yue whispered, "Aunt, these Buddhist and Taoist practitioners deserve to die for harming Shennong's bloodline, but the most important thing is to heal the injured Shennong bloodline."
The implication was that she could retaliate however she pleased.
Shi Hai's lips trembled, and he squeezed his eyes shut. Did others not know, but did he not know? This young monk was the one who had committed such a terrible sin.
The goddess, her face taut, said coldly:
"The way of Heaven is to take from those who have too much and give to those who have too little. Spiritual energy is hard to find in the mortal world. If I want to save people, the best way is to take the spiritual essence of one person and use it to supplement the spiritual essence of another."
As for what will happen to the person who was insulted, everyone knows the answer.
The monks were in an uproar. The oldest monk trembled as he tried to speak, but Li Yue glanced at him lightly, and it was like a thunderbolt, and everything vanished.
The Taoist priests were initially surprised, but then they could only watch the show unfold.
The goddess walked up to the young monk. His eyes bulged with fear, but he couldn't speak. He felt something pierce his lips and tighten around them!
It's a goddess performing a ritual!
The young monk, who knew that the Goddess of Mount Tai was a true deity, was terrified, even though the abbot and other monks had assured him that their families were also protected by bodhisattvas.
At this moment, he had a sudden inspiration: either the Bodhisattva or the Bodhisattva, it would be easy for the goddess to torment him!
Ling Xiao complained to the system, "I knew the main god was indecent. He can even bring out these kinds of erotic novel props. Could he have been a slut before and then transitioned to a more mature style?"
What can the system say? You can't just casually speak ill of your boss.
However, it's a bit strange that this god, starting out with such wealth and power, possesses a vast amount of global resources.
Enough of the small talk. The goddess glanced at the young monk with her indifferent eyes, and a strange object appeared in her hand.
The tube, made of a material that resembles neither jade nor cloth, is connected to a sharp silver needle.
"Bring the bloodline of Shennong here."
Whether it's effective or not, a blood transfusion is necessary. After all, the patient has suffered so many injuries, and if traditional Chinese medicine is used to treat him, he will definitely be anemic.
Soon, servants carried in an unconscious person from the doorway, accompanied by a Chu princess in gorgeous clothes, her expression sorrowful and anxious.
What should I do? I messed things up. Will my brother take his anger out on me? Waaah...
Ling Xiao looked closely at Liu Zi and saw that he had changed a lot. Although traces of his hard work were still left, his skin was much whiter and smoother, and the calluses on his hands and feet had almost disappeared.
If you're not careful, you might mistake him for a wealthy young master.
"I'm doing pretty well. It must be quite surprising to rise to the top in one step," she thought idly.
The crowd was either afraid or surprised, but mostly they felt anticipation and envy.
After quickly glancing at the information retrieved by the system, the goddess picked up the monk's arm and slowly stroked it inch by inch, her inorganic eyes intently examining it.
Goosebumps appeared on the trembling skin under her hands almost instantly.
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