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Chapter 467 Only a Fool Would Not Join

"My lord, my name is Lin Gaoyu, and I wish to join your ranks."

The Ghost King entered Feng Xue's house and, without any pretense, stated his purpose directly.

Feng Xue could clearly see the shock in the eyes of the young ghost who was standing beside the Ghost King and had once signed a spiritual contract with him. In other words, the two monks and the Ghost King had thought of something that caused them to suddenly change their minds. The Ghost King, who might have originally only intended to cooperate, was now actually planning to join them.
And it's unconditional?
Feng Xue was surprised, but he didn't care much. He only had two goals in this world: to calculate the "Ziwei Cantongqi" and to ambush Delis.

Nothing else matters.

Whether the Ghost King joins or not is not of great significance to him. Of course, if he joins, he can form a balance of power with the two monks, which would save him the trouble of distinguishing the authenticity of information.

Thinking of this, Feng Xue hesitated for a moment, but still said:
What are your demands?

"..." Upon hearing Feng Xue's question, Lin Gaoyu paused for a moment before finally choosing to tell the truth:
"It would be a lie to say I have no demands, but I don't know what they are. I only know that there is no future in continuing to be the Ghost King, and you can give me a better option, so I came."

"You should know what I'm doing, so are you prepared to be utterly destroyed for this choice?" Feng Xue's tone was calm. Upon hearing this, Lin Gaoyu didn't resort to bureaucratic language or expressions of loyalty, but instead spoke with great sincerity:
"Do you know that the underworld is now filled with souls who yearn to be scattered and destroyed but cannot?"

"I had almost forgotten about that," Feng Xue thought to herself. Confirming that the Ghost King's willpower hadn't fluctuated, she nodded.
"Since that's the case, from today onwards, you are a member of my Shenxiao Sect. You can keep this for now, and if you have a trusted confidant, you can take it back to the city."

Looking at the fruit that Feng Xue took out, which seemed to be wrapped around a bright moon, the Ghost King was indeed a little confused.

A scholar may not understand astronomy or geography, but he absolutely cannot be ignorant of history. Not to mention anything else, just in terms of answering questions and citing evidence in the imperial examinations, it is impossible to do so without understanding history.

Therefore, he still knew what kind of sect the Shenxiao Sect, which to some extent led to the downfall of the Song Dynasty, was.

and so……

"Isn't the Shenxiao Sect worshipping the Shenxiao Yuqing King? I remember this should be the Antarctic Longevity Emperor... Could I be mistaken, and this person's 'Your Majesty' is the Antarctic Emperor instead of the Arctic Emperor?"

The Ghost King was in a state of great confusion, but then he quickly came to a realization.

Regardless of the North or South Pole, an Emperor is an Emperor. The North Pole Emperor commands Fengdu, while the South Pole Emperor governs all spirits. The North Pole Emperor has the authority to kill, so the South Pole Emperor holds the right to live.

Thinking about it this way, being with the Emperor of Antarctica might actually be better than being with the Arctic.
The Ghost King's thoughts were incredibly fast, but Feng Xue could still clearly perceive the changes in his mind.

"Hearing the violent fluctuations from the Shenxiao Sect, it seems there must be a Shenxiao Sect in the mortal realm of this world. And this Ghost King must have died after the Southern Song Dynasty. His emotions calmed down quickly, probably because he felt that his backing was equally powerful. Speaking of which, whether it's the Shenxiao Yuqing King, who is actually the disguise of the Antarctic Longevity Emperor, or the Jade Emperor who ceded the throne to the Song Dynasty, they are both top-tier backers. So, were those two monks thinking that I have a Heavenly Emperor-level figure behind me? And that this confrontation is the Taoism trying to take back the Underworld from the Buddhism?"

When it comes to political intrigue, Feng Xue may not be good at it, but as a former struggling writer, Feng Xue has a very creative mind, especially when it comes to mythological systems.

Almost instantly, a novel outline formed in his mind: "The Underworld has long suffered under the rule of Buddhism, and the Taoism decides to reclaim the Netherworld, but since it's inconvenient to directly launch a divine war, they simply send agents down to scout ahead." From this perspective, his self-proclaimed position as the head of the Divine Firmament Sect, his teaching of the Ziwei Cantong Qi—a technique clearly from the Taoist lineage—and his ability to create Emperor's Elixir and distribute destiny stars...

All of this made Feng Xue wonder if she was sent down from Heaven to clean up the Underworld, had she not known that she was not.

"However, this identity isn't bad. At least in the Underworld, the Heavenly Court's power is inferior. They can't send anyone down to clarify things, and even if the Buddhists try to clarify, probably no one will believe them. I'm destined to go to war with the Underworld, so the Heavenly Court's attitude is no longer important. Or rather, if I act convincingly, I might be able to instigate a war between the Underworld and the Heavenly Court, just like I had the Admiral help me delay Delis. And if the Heavenly Court is smart, they might even acknowledge my identity, allowing them to smoothly take over the Underworld after my success. Then I'll be someone with a formal position!"

Having thought this through, Feng Xue had a better understanding of her approach to the next move. Seeing that Feng Xue was simply holding up the fruit, the Ghost King finally realized that he couldn't let his lord hold it up so foolishly. He immediately and respectfully accepted the fruit with both hands, and then a flood of information began to pour into his mind.

An introduction to the Ziwei Cantong Qi, the cultivation method of Xinzhu, and more...

One star.

An incredibly bright star!
Seven Killings!

"The sixth star of the Southern Dipper is a general star. When it meets the emperor, it signifies power and authority, and it governs ruthlessness and killing... When it meets the emperor, it signifies power. Indeed, it is the Antarctic Longevity Emperor!"

As the saying goes, "If you suspect your neighbor of stealing your axe, you will imagine any detail as evidence that confirms your suspicions once you are convinced of it."

Staring intently at Feng Xue, Lin Gaoyu felt a surge of heat in his heart. Seven Killings Star Lord, General Star, meeting the Emperor for power…

The descriptions of each star made him feel as if he could see his glorious future.

But reason told him that he shouldn't be staring at the Emperor like that, so he knelt down with a thud, performed a deep bow, and then rose to say:
"Please wait a moment, Your Majesty. I will immediately summon all my trusted subordinates into the city!"

"No rush. Your heart candle has not yet been lit, and you are still tormented by the power of your vows. I will first help you to eliminate this calamity. After that, you can come often to listen to my teachings. Once your heart candle is lit, you will no longer be in danger of being materialized."

Before Lin Gaoyu could say anything more, Feng Xue pressed her hand firmly onto his shoulder, which was wrapped in a cloak and had become a twisted mixture of metal, wood, and other things.

At this moment, Lin Gaoyu felt as if a flame had suddenly been lit. It was not scorching or bright, but it was reassuring and gave him a feeling of wanting to follow it.

As the candlelight flickered, an unprecedented sense of ease spread through him. His body, which had been stiff for a hundred years, became flexible again, and his materialized soul began to become active due to the sudden reduction in burden.

Before he could even wait for the next peace of mind wish, under the light of Feng Xue's peace of mind candle, Lin Gaoyu suddenly lit his own heart candle.

(End of this chapter)