Dominating Martial King-Chapter 1577 - 537: You Must First Ask My Blade

The State Preceptor Yu Kunlun shook his head: "If it weren’t for the army still locked in fierce battle at the front, and needing Ween Zhiyi to lead them back to He Status, they would have mostly hoped for Ween Zhiyi to die directly, so that Zhangsun Bingquan could inherit more of the Yin God Origin."

Emperor Jianyuan couldn’t help but burst into laughter upon hearing this.

He almost lost control, letting True Yuan mix into his laughter. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

"Interesting, truly interesting! Ween Zhiyi, who is considered a rare benevolent ruler over the past millennia, now falls into this predicament; that’s human nature. If your way of governance slightly displeases them, they want to rebel against you, to kill you. Therefore, this world can only be ruled by dominance! As for benevolence and virtue, it’s just decoration for appearance."

He then became stern: "The biggest variable this time is Chu Xisheng. However, Ween Zhiyi should have seized control from Zhangsun Ruoli and Gui Haoyuan over the protective array. Do they still have the ability to prevent Chu Xisheng from entering the city now?"

"They are very confident, and inside Ice City, those inclined towards Zhangsun Bingquan’s numerous generals and ministers are not just Zhangsun Ruoli and Gui Haoyuan. Once Ween Tianque is mainly dealt with, until Ween Zhiyi awakens, this main city will remain under their control."

The State Preceptor Yu Kunlun slightly raised the corner of his lips: "Now, please, Your Majesty, head to Zhaixin Courtyard at the Sea Suppressing Temple to wait. Ween Zhiyi’s divine thoughts are sharp; even if my spell obscures her, Your Majesty should not watch her for long."

Emperor Jianyuan couldn’t help but laugh again, retreating obediently from beside the window.

He had been waiting impatiently for Ween Zhiyi to enter the Sea Suppressing Temple, enter Zhaixin Courtyard.

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Two minutes later, Ween Zhiyi’s envoy carriage stopped in front of the Sea Suppressing Temple.

There, led by the Jihai Great Elder, numerous priests had long been standing at the door waiting.

They looked solemn and dignified, welcoming Ween Zhiyi together into the main hall of the Sea Suppressing Temple.

The numerous ministers and soldiers followed in an orderly manner into the temple.

They chose their positions according to their official ranks either inside or outside the hall.

Fourth Grade and above entered the hall, while below Fourth Grade remained outside.

Ween Zhiyi first led the ministers and soldiers behind her to burn incense and worship, after nine consecutive bows, everyone then sat down cross-legged on the spot.

The priests each sat cross-legged on either side of the hall, starting to chant scriptures and praying to ancestral spirits.

This is the ’Soul Calming Scripture,’ rumored to be the scripture left by ’Wind Queen,’ wife of the initial Holy Emperor ’Emperor Xi,’ capable of calming and settling souls, resolving all resentful evils and fierceness.

Both civil officials and military generals inside and outside the hall looked solemn, following the surrounding priests and chanting aloud.

Their voices rose and fell, carrying sad and mournful intent; the chanting voices reached outside the Sea Suppressing Temple, causing more people to join in. In an instant, the chanting voices of millions merged into one, grand and magnificent yet solemn and dignified.

Sitting in the hall at this time, Ween Zhiyi continued chanting scriptures, yet expressionlessly watched the numerous spiritual tablets in front.

She bitterly smiled inside.

What use does this ’Soul Calming Scripture’ have? It merely consoles the hearts of these remnants.

To truly let these deceased forebears rest in peace, only by attacking and extinguishing Daning Dynasty can those who invaded and slaughtered Sea Suppressing Country’s civilians be avenged.

About an hour later, everyone had recited the ’Soul Calming Scripture’ nine times repeatedly before they finally stopped.

At this time, the Jihai Great Elder in a black robe rose up, bowed to Ween Zhiyi: "City Lord and Princess, please follow me!"

Ween Zhiyi nodded slightly and rose to follow the Jihai Great Elder towards the Zhaixin Courtyard, with Zhangsun Ruoli closely following behind.

At this moment, Ween Zhiyi suddenly narrowed her eyes, carefully observing the back of the Jihai Great Elder.

Her gaze was filled with suspicion, feeling something odd about the Jihai Great Elder. However, when she looked closely, no abnormalities were found.

Was it her misperception?

The Jihai Great Elder had been in solitude for many years, so she seldom met with them, the last time being two years ago. People’s changes are inevitable.

Nonetheless, Ween Zhiyi instinctively raised her alert, stirred True Yuan within, discreetly using a Secret Technique.

Since learning that Qin Muge, with a battle power near-god, was nearly fallen due to the poison curse plotted by Emperor Jianyuan and others, she had put great effort into ensuring that even when facing the Curse Poison from the Lord of Ten Thousand Disasters, she could still protect herself.

Ween Zhiyi certainly did not want to follow in the footsteps of that woman, Chu Yunyun.

However, as she continued following the Jihai Great Elder, nothing out of the ordinary occurred.

Until she entered the Zhaixin Courtyard, Ween Zhiyi looked towards a corner nearby.

Kneeling there were two persons, both in black priest robes.

They should be the Scattering Priests of Zhaixin Courtyard, who didn’t understand the scriptures nor were responsible for watching over spiritual tablets, only for cleaning the large courtyard.

Ween Zhiyi stood still, concentrating as she cast a glance at these two.

She had seen many Scattering Priests from the Sea Suppressing Temple in previous years, yet these two felt different.

Especially the one on the left, the way this person had looked at her was discomforting—

"Aunt!" Zhangsun Ruoli’s eyes flashed with a trace of panic, she restrained her emotions and said calmly: "Is there anything wrong with these two persons?"

The Jihai Great Elder shook his head: "I truly did not expect that within Ice City there could still be those who are unafraid of the City Lord’s might, and who born greedy admiration towards the City Lord’s appearance."

She turned back apologetically, bowing to Ween Zhiyi: "These are new Scattering Priests brought in by the Internal Affairs Hall who misjudged their character, letting in bold and ignorant, crude and disrespectful ones. City Lord, please forgive them.

I will severely punish this person, expel them from the temple. However, today is the day of the grand worship, it’s inappropriate to see blood, so I ask City Lord to allow me to deal with them later."

The person being stared at by Ween Zhiyi couldn’t help but express fear, shrank dramatically, trembling all over.

Ween Zhiyi furrowed her brows, eventually suppressed the doubt, followed the Jihai Great Elder walking into a quiet room at the back of the Sea Suppressing Temple.

Inside the quiet room, the incense smoked curling, housing over twenty spiritual tablets.

These were spiritual tablets of her parents, uncles, and two nephews.

During the calamity that led to the downfall of Sea Suppressing Country in the past, Ween Zhiyi’s parents, and two nephews were also people with knowledge.

Especially those two royal nephews, who participated more or less.

Though their involvement was not deep, they were nonetheless guilty.

Ween Zhiyi was unwilling to enshrine them in the main hall of the Sea Suppressing Temple, to enjoy the incense of the people, yet due to familial ties could not refrain from offering sacrifice.

Thus, every time the grand sacrificial rituals ended, Ween Zhiyi would come, under the guise of fasting, inside this quiet room, to offer these guilty relatives.

She looked at these spiritual tablets in front, letting out a light sigh: "Offer incense to them."

Zhangsun Ruoli immediately turned solemn, grabbing three incense sticks, bowed three times towards these spiritual tablets ahead.

Ween Zhiyi directly sat down, closed her eyes, and began reciting the ’Soul Calming Scripture.’

Her parents, and those uncles, two nephews, were not people worthy of respect. They could neither endure her incense nor deserve her respect.

Each year, Ween Zhiyi would only recite the ’Soul Calming Scripture’ nine times, allowing these bloodline relatives to dwell properly below the Nine Springs.

However, at this moment, Ween Zhiyi suddenly exclaimed in surprise, her eyes like sharp weapons raised, gazing towards the incense burner ahead.

Simultaneously, she pressed her sword at her waist.

Ween Zhiyi’s actions startled both the Jihai Great Elder and Zhangsun Ruoli, who gazed toward Ween Zhiyi.