Ning Hong did not interfere entirely with Ning Xiaoxiao's apprenticeship.
Aside from offering a couple of initial words of advice, Ning Xiaoxiao made all the decisions herself.
He never expected that his sister in this world would be so intelligent, able to establish her own sect with just a basic Taoist manual.
Taoist arts became popular among the people.
Royal power, on the contrary, has somewhat declined.
Perhaps it was because of the frequent changes of kings, and the wars that made life unbearable for the people.
Demons and monsters roam freely in his land.
More and more people began to practice Taoist arts.
More and more people have gained higher combat power, and they are no longer helpless when facing ferocious beasts and strange creatures.
It can even crush these ferocious beasts.
Inside the increasingly magnificent royal palace.
Jingjing was whipping a maid who had made a mistake.
"Queen, spare me! Queen, spare me!"
The maid knelt on the ground, begging for mercy, her back covered in blood. She simply couldn't understand how the Queen could have become like this.
He's getting more and more irritable every day.
It gets crueler every day.
She only accidentally pulled her hair while combing it, and she got beaten up like this.
The same was true yesterday.
The maid who shared her room accidentally tore her clothes and was beaten to death by Queen Jingjing.
When he died, his eyes were still wide open, he died with his eyes open.
Can the royal palace really change a person beyond recognition?
The queen wasn't like this before.
"Alright, let's throw her into the back garden to feed the tigers."
After playing for a while, Jingjing rubbed her slightly sore hands, threw down this casual remark, and turned to leave.
"Your Majesty, spare me! Your Majesty, spare me!"
"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong."
"I will never do it again next time."
Seeing that Jingjing remained unmoved, the maid suddenly shouted, "Jingjing, you will die a horrible death!"
Before she could finish speaking, the male guard who was infatuated with Jingjing slit her throat with a knife.
Blood splattered everywhere, even on Jingjing's body and face.
"Drag it down."
Seeing herself covered in blood, Jingjing looked somewhat dazed.
However, she blinked, and her eyes instantly turned completely red, looking somewhat terrifying. But none of the people serving her felt afraid or terrified.
Sunlight streamed down, falling on these people and casting long shadows of them.
These reflections are all menacing and grotesque, yet none of them are normal—just human figures.
"I've become very strange."
At midnight, Jingjing stood in the courtyard, looking at the moon in the night sky, and murmured to herself.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong? Is there something amiss?" A maidservant beside her grinned maliciously.
"It seems like I've forgotten a lot of things."
She spread her hands, revealing her nails painted with vermilion nail polish, a color she didn't like.
She didn't like the blood-red color; she clearly preferred pink.
Her gaze fell on the ground. The maid's shadow was not human; it was clearly a snake. Its twisted, thin form was hardly human.
She was surrounded by these monsters.
No, she herself was the same.
If she hadn't transmigrated from another world and possessed a stronger mental capacity than ordinary people, she would have long since lost her mind, and there would never have been such a chance moment of clarity.
"Witch—"
Just as Jingjing was feeling depressed and restless, a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old standing beside her suddenly rushed towards her.
She held a short blade in her hand and plunged it into her abdomen before anyone could react.
She clutched her abdomen, and blood seeped through her fingers.
Jingjing looked down at the injured area, her eyes filled with confusion.
This girl did not have a good ending.
She had only been poked once when she was devoured by the maids who had recovered.
One bite at a time, right in front of her—
Jingjing covered her mouth, suppressing the urge to vomit.
The redness in her eyes was faintly visible.
The smell of blood made her feel comfortable, and she suddenly wanted to join in.
Tears streamed down Jingjing's face.
What kind of monster has she become now?
She was terrified of death.
She really didn't want to die.
But—she was even more afraid of turning into a heartless monster.
As she sensed she was about to lose consciousness, Jingjing suddenly picked up the knife the girl had dropped on the ground, steeled her resolve, and slit her own throat.
Just like she had seen in the garden that afternoon, her blood splattered out in an instant, spraying everywhere. She seemed to hear a scream, the scream of the monster that had merged with her—
The Queen of Qing Kingdom is a femme fatale, a fact known throughout the entire kingdom. After all, because of her, Qing Kingdom has been embroiled in several wars.
With her death, the medicinal properties of the herb attached to her body completely disappeared.
Without her, this scourge that brought ruin to the country, everything in Qing Kingdom gradually got back on track.
Time slowly passed by.
Until Ning Hongze left this world, she never saw the escaped Fu Xi again. Perhaps he had died at the hands of someone, or perhaps he felt that there was no hope of reviving the alien beasts and chose to sleep forever.
Humanity gradually grew stronger. Taoism flourished in the Qing Kingdom—
Phoenix has seen Ning Hongze off, and now it has to see off his beloved.
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