The more you believe me, the more real it becomes.

Chapter 70 The Lone Peak Master
The Taoist priest's extraordinary feat captivated everyone present almost instantly.

Because in their minds, no one can jump several meters high in one leap!

No one could capture the five-colored energy from a distance and refine it into a golden elixir.

The chief clerk of the Prince's mansion was still trying to explain, based on his own observations, that the new Taoist priest was a fraud.

But no matter how hard I try, I can't think of any reasonable explanation. The only thing I can say is that the colorful aura might be some kind of fireworks trick. But when I think about it carefully, what kind of fireworks can appear out of thin air and then be captured in someone's palm?

Shouldn't they emerge from the palm or sleeve and then scatter with the wind?

Moreover, he really couldn't imagine who could jump onto a roof several meters high and then leap another ten meters to land in front of his own prince.

Thinking of this, the chief official hurriedly whispered in Prince Anqing's ear:

"Your Highness, this must be a true master!"

This wasn't a reminder to King Anqing that even a lowly soldier had noticed, but rather a reminder that King Anqing should come to his senses.

As a senior official in the Prince's Palace, knowing when to do what and how to do it is fundamental.

King Anqing indeed snapped out of his daze after being reminded by his superior.

He quickly withdrew his gaze from the golden elixir, which had seemed anchored there, and then cupped his hands in a smile:
"May I ask your name, Master?"

The Taoist stroked his beard and smiled:
"I am He Changfeng, also known as the Lone Peak Immortal. I studied under the Dongtian Zhenjun and cultivated in the Chang Le Fudi. I have lived a foolish life for one hundred and sixty years."

He actually lived for 160 years!

Moreover, he looks to be around sixty years old. Is this the result of successful cultivation and longevity?

After hearing this, it's no wonder that Anqing Wang, who was most greedy for immortality because of his high position and power, was so impressed.

Even the other soldiers were amazed as they looked at this increasingly formidable master.

He saw that everyone had been completely convinced by him.

The Lone Peak Immortal smiled even more as he offered the golden pill in his hand, saying:

"Your Highness, please accept this gift!"

King Anqing hurriedly stretched out his hands and carefully took the golden pill.

My throat is dry and my heart is restless.

But in the end, he accepted the golden elixir without swallowing it, and bowed, saying:

"This elixir is far too precious. I will choose an auspicious day, bathe and burn incense, and offer sacrifices at the ancestral temple before daring to consume it!"

The Taoist found An Qingwang's petty schemes amusing and disdainful.

Did you think that saying some nice things would hide the fact that he was afraid you had done something wrong?

If it weren't for the fact that the True Lord chose this King Anqing, he wouldn't have bothered dealing with him.

He admitted that Anqing Wang was indeed someone he had to look up to no matter what.

But now that he has embarked on the path of cultivation, wealth and glory are within his grasp.

He wants to go further!

After a low chuckle, Master Gufeng said:

"This is a gift for Your Highness. How Your Highness handles it is naturally up to you. However, I must remind Your Highness that this pill contains the fortune of Qingzhou and is a rare treasure that is unique in the world! Therefore, you must handle it carefully!"

With just one sentence, Prince Anqing found himself in a dilemma.

His original intention was to have someone scrape off a small piece to test it, or even to taste it.

But now, he didn't want to lose anything, yet he dared not eat it. He could only ask instead:
"I just heard you say that a lowly person has come to my residence?"

Master Gufeng, enraged, pointed towards the courtyard in the middle of the lake and said:
"I became a disciple of the True Lord of the Cave Heaven. The True Lord is the head of the constellations in the Western Heaven. He happened to see a disaster in the southwest and was lamenting the calamity that befell the people of the world when a thought struck him. He calculated that Your Highness was blessed with a divine mandate and could avert the calamity!"

"Therefore, I have been granted the Fengdu Binding Basin and ordered to descend the mountain to assist Your Highness in eliminating calamities in the world and bringing blessings to all people."

King Anqing was overjoyed, but his face showed a look of fear as he bowed to the Taoist priest:

"Please don't say that, Your Excellency. Although I am of royal lineage, how can I be worthy of the Mandate of Heaven? Clearly, His Majesty is the true Son of Heaven!"

The Taoist priest could easily see the passion and greed hidden in Anqing King's eyes.

As they surveyed their surroundings, the soldiers, who were already trusted confidants of King Anqing, were now all red-eyed.

Who wouldn't want to contribute to the cause of supporting the emperor?
However, I will still have to live with Prince Anqing in the future, so I will just go along with him for now.

The Taoist chuckled softly, then gently grasped An Qingwang's slightly trembling hand and said:
"Alas, Your Highness, you are mistaken. The True Lord is a celestial being; how could he be wrong? Moreover, Your Highness is to inherit the Mandate of Heaven and resolve the calamity in the southwest!"

With just one sentence, King Anqing had many thoughts.

For example, under the pretext of following the will of Heaven and sending troops to the southwest, they marched directly south towards the capital.

Alternatively, they could take the western route, first conquering the western states, and then uniting with the local clans and tribes to march south with overwhelming force.

The former prioritizes speed, but carries too great a risk.

Although the latter was slower, all the emperors of past dynasties built their great empires by moving from north to south.

After countless moments of fervor swept through his mind, An Qingwang suddenly remembered the clumsy Taoist priest in the lakeside courtyard and snapped back to his senses, biting his tongue to clear his head.

He didn't respond to Master Gufeng's words, but instead asked:
"But I still don't know who this villain you speak of is?"

The Taoist priest was not satisfied with An Qingwang's answer.

The True Lord wanted him to persuade King Anqing to raise an army.

Therefore, the True Lord not only personally taught him divine magic, but also bestowed upon him elixirs to enhance his cultivation.

I thought that since he, the chosen one, was personally helping King Anqing achieve his great cause, King Anqing would surely bow down and obey his every command.

Unexpectedly, he deliberately appeared in front of everyone as a Taoist priest and even said that he was blessed with a divine destiny.

This person actually managed to hold back.

But it doesn't matter, the True Lord's arrangements don't stop there, and this Prince Anqing definitely has no intention of being a carefree prince.

After stroking his beard and smiling, Master Gufeng said:

"Did a Taoist priest who claimed to be capable of commanding spirits come to the Prince's mansion the other day? Your Highness, to be honest, that fellow was originally an outer disciple of my Chang Le Fu Di."

"Back then, the True Lord took pity on him and made an exception to bring him into the Land of Blissful Eternity to cultivate. But to my surprise, this fellow was not only mediocre, but he also did not appreciate the True Lord's kindness and was greedy for worldly glory."

"So much so that after secretly finding out that I was going down the mountain to assist the prince, they actually took advantage of the fact that my Chang Le Fu Di never guarded its disciples. They were so audacious as to steal the Feng Du Binding Basin bestowed by the True Lord!"

"Trying to pass off inferior goods as superior ones, to steal the sky and change the sun!"

At this point, Master Gufeng was truly enraged.

According to the original plan, that fool was supposed to rely on the power of the Fengdu Binding Basin to stir up trouble in Qingzhou, and then he would step in to quell the storm and be worshipped by the people of Qingzhou.

At that time, as long as he publicly points out that Prince Anqing is the chosen one and has his assistance.

The True Lord's instructions will surely be fulfilled immediately!
After all, the popular support in Qingzhou is something that King Anqing cannot and should not suppress.

But the Taoist never expected that even though the True Lord had given him such a treasure and sixteen evil spirits, that fool had still accomplished nothing after all this time!
What? Is there anyone else in the world besides him who can silently subdue sixteen evil spirits?

(End of this chapter)