But he was helpless, because he could disbelieve in fate, but he had to believe in the wrath of the saint.
However, at this moment, when Shen Gongbao said that he was also a person destined by Heaven to be appointed as a god, Wen Zhong suddenly felt that destiny might not be so unbelievable after all!
The Black Bird gave birth to the Shang Dynasty; who says that the Shang Dynasty didn't have a destiny?
Jiang Ziya was the one destined by Heaven to bestow titles upon the gods.
Shen Gongbao is still one!
This destiny cannot be decided by your Chan Sect alone!
The thought instantly dispelled the pent-up emotions Wen Zhong had been suppressing for months, and he laughed loudly:
“Uncle Shen, it’s just an official position. I, Wen Zhong, still have some influence with the King. Now I will take you to ask the King for one.”
As they spoke, the black Qilin stepped forward, and the male and female golden whips appeared in Wen Zhong's hands.
As a veteran of three dynasties, Wen Zhong once wielded a golden whip to intimidate the court and the people, and no civil or military official dared to disobey him. A mere official position was just a matter of whether Wen Zhong wanted it or not.
Let's go!
Gently pulling Shi Ji closer, Shen Gongbao knew that although Shi Ji had regained consciousness after being treated by the Holy Mother of Wudang, her apparent clarity was merely a final burst of energy before death.
If he still wanted her to be deified in the physical body, he had to hurry.
"Your Majesty!"
Before Shen Gongbao and his companion had fully exited the gate of the Grand Tutor's mansion, they heard Wen Zhong's address coming from outside.
"King Zhou happened to come to visit Wen Zhong at this very moment?"
"Is it really such a coincidence?"
Although Shen Gongbao had some doubts, he still quickly walked out.
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