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Chapter 237 Can Reconciliation Be Reached? (2.0)
Faced with such a frenzied and terrifying scene, with tens of thousands of people surging forward and shouting in unison, even a grandmaster would be moved. The women, including Wanwan, who were traveling with Wang Gan, also paled.

So, Wang Gan's elaborate schemes, including the Holy Emperor's Biography, talismanic water, and his reputation as the best in the world, combined to create such immense power?! He's practically no different from a true god!
Generally speaking, that's definitely not possible!

Even in Wang Gan's previous life, in a certain private server with strict military control, there were quite a few people who questioned the sun in the sky.

But in this extraordinary world, people already deeply believe in the existence of extraordinary power. Since Wang Gan transmigrated, he has spared no effort in promoting his exaggerated reputation. With Wang Gan's sonic power and mental supernatural abilities amplifying the effect on the spot, such an amazing result can be achieved.

Of course, such an effect is only temporary. Once the crowds disperse, the awe for the Holy Emperor will not truly penetrate to the bone.

But as time goes by, when Wang Gan truly establishes a holy emperor's rule, this subtle belief will become a reality.

On the other side, equally speechless were the key figures observing this frenzied scene from the high-rise building.

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Sunlight streamed down, illuminating Li Shimin's handsome profile. Compared to the frenzied scene below, his expression was calm, yet full of complex emotions.

"Brother Li, are you scared?"

A clear, melodious female voice rang out, and beside her stood a slender figure—the 'venomous strategist' Shen Luoyan.

To some extent, it was this femme fatale who orchestrated the cooperation between the Li clan and Li Mi. Even during the internal strife within the Li clan, the ruthless strategist played a crucial role in the 'Xuanwu Gate Incident'.

"Ah"

Li Shimin looked down at him and said coldly,

"It's nothing more than some bewitching words from gods and Buddhas, no different in essence from those Buddhist and Taoist sects."

"When I conquer the world, I will surely suppress all these supernatural beliefs!"

That's what they say, but in reality, Li Shimin didn't feel that calm.

With his intelligence, he naturally wouldn't believe Wang Gan's claims of gods, Buddhas, and holy emperors descending to earth, but Wang Gan's almost divine abilities forced him to take notice.

Standing in mid-air may seem simple, but Wang Gan didn't use magic tricks; it was his genuine, unparalleled skill that allowed him to stand so high!

The subsequent sonic attack was designed to bewitch people, and even someone with Li Shimin's level of skill was immune to it.

However, the level of true qi behind the ability to spread sound waves throughout the entire city of Luoyang was beyond Li Shimin's imagination.

Shen Luoyan's lips curled into a cold smile.

She also did not believe what Li Shimin said.

If Li Shimin were truly as resolute as he appeared, he wouldn't have cooperated with the Wagang tribe while simultaneously sending a branch of the Li family to Southeast Asia as a backup plan.
Moreover, according to Shen Luoyan, Li Shimin had more than just this backup plan. After Li Shimin seized power from the Li family, his sister Li Xiuning's marriage was suddenly terminated, and she was placed under house arrest by Li Shimin.

Clearly, even the valiant Li Shimin wasn't entirely confident in facing such a formidable adversary as Wang Gan.

But immediately, a complex feeling arose in Shen Luoyan's heart. Li Shimin had a large family and a vast empire, and he could leave himself a way out. But what about her?
She devoted herself to Li Mi with such utmost care and ruthless methods, yet she never considered her own fate.

Shen Luoyan felt a mix of emotions, but her ambition ultimately prevailed. There was no turning back now, neither for her nor for the Wagang Army.

Speaking of Shen Luoyan, known as the "femme fatale," she truly deserves to be called the number one strong woman in the original work. In the original work, she was the only one who saw the immense potential of the two dragons early on and wanted to nip them in the bud.

But in the end, even supernatural powers cannot overcome fate. With the double dragons' good fortune upon her, she naturally would not die easily. Shen Luoyan also lost her spirit after Li Mi surrendered to the Tang Dynasty. She chose to be a good wife and mother and live a peaceful life.

On the other hand, although Wang Gan's speech was impressive, it also had a side effect: his whereabouts were completely exposed, and he was recognized by the public everywhere, making it impossible for him to move around normally on the streets of Luoyang.

It's outrageous! There are sasaeng fans everywhere!

Half a day later, after the crowd had gradually dispersed, Wang Gan and his men secretly settled in a courtyard provided by the Dugu clan in Luoyang.

inside the hospital,

Wang Gan sat in the main seat, enjoying the imperial wine and special pastries provided by the Dugu Clan—the palace guards were now mostly from the Dugu Clan.

At the same time, he would occasionally give pointers on Dugu Feng's cultivation.

Zhu Yuyan's figure slowly appeared, and she bowed respectfully.

"Your Majesty the Holy Emperor..."

"I have secretly investigated every place in Luoyang, large and small, including various Buddhist temples, but I have not found any trace of the He Shi Bi jade..."

Wang Gan's lips curled into a smile.

"The Buddhist sect has certainly kept its secrets well. Without the He Shi Bi jade, how will they choose an emperor?!"

"Or are they just guarding against me, to prevent me from flipping the table and snatching the He Shi Bi jade directly?!"

Zhu Yuyan remained noncommittal, her expression carrying a strange undertone.
"Perhaps that's what Buddhism intends to do, using the He Shi Bi as a cover, but actually to deal with you, Holy Emperor."

"Moreover, not only did I fail to find the He Shi Bi jade on this trip, but I also received a message from the Buddhist sect."

"They said they wanted to reconcile with the Holy Emperor."

reconciliation?!
Wang Gan almost burst out laughing.

It finally happened. The Buddhist sect truly is utterly despicable; the weakness of this foreign religion is laid bare. It seems that after hearing about Wang Gan's latest achievements, the Buddhist sect was also weighing the consequences: even if they won this battle, what price would they have to pay?

At least in a battle with Wang Gan, even in the best-case scenario, the Buddhist sect's high-level fighting force would be reduced to less than one-tenth. They couldn't afford to gamble either way, so after Wang Gan arrived in Luoyang, they released a signal of reconciliation.

"Tell me about it!"

Wang Gan's lips curled up; it had been a long time since he'd had something this fun.

"It's in Manqinglou, and I heard it's run by Shang Xiufang, the 'most talented woman in the world'."

"They said they wanted to use this gathering to have a discussion with the Holy Emperor."

Wang Gan looked at Zhu Yuyan with great interest.

"Shang Xiufang? I've heard that this woman has quite a close relationship with your Yin Gui Sect?"

In the original novel, Shang Xiufang is hailed as "the most talented woman in the world," possessing unparalleled artistry and stunning beauty, and also having a complex and profound background.

Not only did the elders have complex relationships with Zhu Yuyan and Madam Dongming Shan Meixian, but they were also deeply favored by the Li family.

"Shang Xiufang's mother is Mingyue, the adopted daughter of 'Overlord Blade' Yue Shan, and can also be considered Meixian's sister,"

“Mingyue’s father was from a branch of the Li family, so the Li clan also had a close relationship with her.”

Zhu Yuyan's expression was calm, but her tone carried a complex mix of reminiscence.
"But Xiufang has been independent since childhood and dislikes war and killing. She is not someone who follows the crowd. It seems that she was not forced to be pushed out by the Li family and the Buddhist sect this time."

"But what I really wanted to do was persuade the Holy Emperor to reduce his bloodshed."

Wang Gan chuckled.

"Reduce the killing?"

"These high-class merchant women only see the bloodshed of war, but they don't know that those Buddhist clans have been seizing land, evading taxes, and lending money at exorbitant interest rates. Haven't they driven even more people to their deaths over the centuries?!"

"Let's see how they plan to reconcile with me!"

The next evening.

Manqing Courtyard, the most famous building in Luoyang, has a Tingliu Pavilion.

The Tingliu Pavilion has a three-story building on each of its four sides (east, west, south, and north), enclosing a spacious garden with a circumference of about fifty feet. Inside, there are artificial hills, flowing water, ponds, and small bridges, creating a grand yet tranquil atmosphere.

The banquet for the most talented woman in the world is being held in Tingliu Pavilion.

At this moment, many heroes and outstanding figures had already arrived in the various private rooms of the four-story building. Some had heard of Xiu Fang's reputation, while others had heard of the Holy Emperor's name and came specifically to see her.

Among them were people from the Luoyang imperial court, as well as rebels from various righteous armies. They should have been enemies, but here they all stood solemnly, waiting quietly.

We await this meeting that will determine the fate of the world!

"Why hasn't the Holy Emperor arrived yet? What do you think this Wang Gan looks like? I heard that the Holy Emperor has three heads and six arms, and looks fierce and evil, like a demon!"

"Yesterday, the Holy Emperor graced Luoyang with his presence, and his call to action was met with overwhelming response. Didn't you see it?!"

"I saw it, but I didn't see anything at all. In fact, it almost blinded me!"

"That's right. Haven't you read 'The Biography of the Holy Emperor'? It's the sun on his forehead. For ordinary people, it's already quite remarkable if a horse can run on their forehead, but the Holy Emperor is the Heavenly Emperor descended to earth, and the sun runs on his forehead!"

"You actually believe this? The so-called Heavenly Emperor descending to earth is nothing but Wang Gan's lies to bewitch the people. This biography of the Holy Emperor is obviously pieced together from various stories. From what I've seen, there are stories like Liu Bang slaying the white snake, the birth of Sakyamuni, and Lady Lü's face reading. Is there a single truth in any of these stories?"

"Yes, the Holy Emperor is indeed named Wang Gan."

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"But look at the scene last time, the streets were deserted. This Holy Emperor commands immense support in Luoyang; he's already a god in the hearts of the people. At that point, he might not just be a deity, but a god at all..."

Tap tap tap.
A tall figure walked slowly towards them, with handsome features and flawless, golden skin.

Dressed in white, with long, ink-black hair flowing over her shoulders, her hair thick and radiant, full of spirit and vitality.

With a calm and composed demeanor, his jewel-like eyes gleamed with a disdainful disregard for all living beings!

This is none other than the universally acknowledged number one person in the world, the Evil Emperor of the Holy Gate, and the actual ruler of Bashu—'Holy Emperor' Wang Gan!
What's even more shocking is that Wang Gan came slowly, not one step at a time as usual!
Instead, they stepped into the air, as if they were stepping on invisible steps!

Compared to the light and agile skills of other martial artists, this kind of stepping on the air one step at a time, allowing one's true energy to bear the weight of the whole person, seems almost unbelievable to outsiders!

Anyone who understands qinggong (lightweight kung fu) knows how profound its intricacies are!

Wang Gan strolled leisurely toward the slender figure on the rooftop.

"I pay my respects to the Holy Emperor in person."

A graceful figure emerged from behind the screen.
She wore a plain yellow silk robe and a light green shawl; her figure was slender and well-proportioned; her demeanor and expressions were captivating.
What's even more captivating are her mesmerizing, soul-stirring eyes.

(End of this chapter)