Offering my divine power to break my karma

In the small courtyard, Ling drank the bitter medicine in one gulp without changing his expression.

As the medicine went down my stomach, its effect slowly took effect and the burning sensation in my eyes was relieved.

After a busy night, the over-consumed mental energy was restored a little.

He put down the medicine bowl and closed his eyes to rest. However, before Ling could rest for long, there was a rhythmic knock on the door.

"Miss Murong..."

zero……

Oh, so annoying.

With a wave of the hand, the gate of the courtyard opened automatically.

At the door, Si Mo and his brainless subordinate Hu San stood at the door and bowed respectfully to Ling.

zero:"?"

The prince is so respectful to me, a person he has only known for a day or two. What is he trying to do?

"Si Mo has something urgent to do, so he came to bother Miss Murong. I hope you won't mind my sudden visit."

Si Mo said with guilt.

Si Mo himself realized that it was very rude for the master and servant to come and ask for change so early in the morning since they hadn't even sent a visiting card.

But the situation was indeed urgent, and Si Mo had no choice but to take the risk of offending Ling, the immortal cultivator.

Although Ling was a little unhappy that the other party came to him so early in the morning and disturbed his rest, he did not argue with him because he was respectful and seemed to be in a hurry.

"Come in, what do you want from me?"

Seeing that Miss Murong didn't bother with him, Si Mo breathed a sigh of relief and took Hu San into the courtyard.

"Miss Murong, can you please come in and discuss in detail?"

Si Mo pointed to the main house in the courtyard.

Ling nodded and walked into the main room first.

After Ling and Si Mo entered the main house, Hu San immediately closed the door and stood outside the door, guarding it with a serious face.

Seeing the strange behavior of the master and servant, Ling raised his eyebrows and set up a soundproof barrier in the main room.

Seeing the flash of golden light, Si Mo's anxious mood suddenly calmed down.

The next second, Si Mo threw off his robe and knelt down in front of Ling.

"Miss Murong, please save the people of my Feng Kingdom."

zero:"?!"

Huh? Huh?! Huh!!!!

Although Ling guessed that Si Mo might have something very important to tell him, he never expected that the prince would just kneel down and beg him to save the people of Feng Kingdom.

This seems to be a bit difficult.

Ling waved his hand and used his spiritual power to pull up Si Mo, who was kneeling on the ground.

Ling doesn't like people talking to him while kneeling.

"What happened to your Feng Kingdom? Why do you want me to save your people?"

Lifted up by an irresistible force, hope burst forth again in Si Mo's eyes that were filled with despair.

Magic, Miss Murong really knows magic,

Hearing Ling's question, Si Mo suppressed his excitement and explained:

"Miss Murong, the Imperial Master announced at the morning court today that a sacrifice will be held in two days..."

zero:"?"

Just offer sacrifices, what does it have to do with the people?

Uh, wait!

Sacrifice? What kind of sacrifice? How to sacrifice?

Thinking of something, Zero's heart sank and he had a bad guess.

As if to prove Ling's guess, Si Mo swallowed hard and said in a hoarse voice:

"The offerings for the sacrifice are 10,000 innocent people from Feng Country."

zero:"!"

This is really the way of sacrifice.

"Where did your national teacher come from? When did he come to Feng Country? What's his name?"

He picked up the tea on the table that had the effect of calming the mind and drank it. Beneath the calm appearance, there was a heart that wanted to kill.

Si Mo was stunned, not sure if it was his illusion. When the Imperial Master was mentioned, the always cold and aloof Miss Murong seemed to become even colder.

Not only was he cold, but he was also murderous.

Just, a little scared.

Si Mo took a step back carefully before answering:

"The national teacher is named Mu Lie. He came to Feng Country six years ago, and he fell from the sky..."

Speaking of falling from the sky, Si Mo couldn't help but look at Ling.

"From what sky did it fall? Where did it fall?"

Hearing the name Mu Lie, Ling's tone became even colder, and the murderous aura on his body almost took shape.

At this moment, Ling drank up the tea in one gulp. The calming tea, which was known as the best in the world of immortal cultivation, suffered its biggest Waterloo.

Stay calm? I can't stay calm at all.

Si Mo, who felt this the most, cautiously took a step back again before daring to speak.

"Six years ago, when my father was hunting in the royal hunting grounds, this imperial master suddenly fell from the sky. My father thought he was an immortal and, despite the objections of his ministers, he accepted him as the imperial master."

"Where is the Royal Hunting Ground?"

Ling paused while pouring the tea and asked.

"It's just a few days away from the imperial capital, on the largest and highest mountain. Because it's the mountain in the center of our Feng Kingdom, it's also called Fengxin Mountain."

Having said that, Si Mo looked at Ling cautiously, and then added:

"Hu San said that Miss Murong came down from Fengxin Mountain."

So, Miss Murong, are you also like the Imperial Master, who descended from the sky?

Si Mo didn't ask the last question, but he was really curious.

"Why did the ministers of your Feng Kingdom stop Mu Lie from becoming the national teacher? Is it because you simply don't like him? Or is there another reason?"

Si Mo: "!"

Uh, is that the point?

Well, that's really the point.

Si Mo looked at Ling with admiration, and then replied:

"This is related to how my Feng Country was trapped by the magma at the border."

Ling put down his teacup and pretended to listen attentively.

"Three hundred years ago, our Feng Nation's ancestors sought immortality and found a powerful Taoist priest among the people and made him their national teacher..."

Hearing about three hundred years ago, Ling frowned and felt confused.

How could it be three hundred years ago when the Feng Kingdom had clearly disappeared for more than a thousand years?

Although he was confused, Ling did not interrupt Si Mo.

At the beginning, this national teacher only made pills for the ancestors and did not interfere in state affairs.

But as the ancestors trusted the national master more and more, and even began to rely on the elixirs refined by the national master, the national master began to ask the ancestors to hold various sacrificial ceremonies in order to pray to God to bless Feng Kingdom with good weather.

The offerings for the sacrifice were not cattle, sheep, pigs, fruits, vegetables, or grains.

But, people.

The ancestor agreed to the national teacher's request to hold sacrificial ceremonies, and thus one sacrificial ceremony after another began.

The offerings for the sacrifices also changed from the death row prisoners in the Tianlao at the beginning, to all the prisoners in the Tianlao later, to the lowly slaves, and to the maids and servants who were enslaved.

Finally, the national teacher extended his hand to the common people of Feng Kingdom.

None of the people who were sacrificed survived, and all died silently.

By the time Prince Yoshihito realized that something was wrong with these sacrifices, more than a dozen remote villages had already been used as sacrifices by the imperial master.

And not a single man, woman, young or old, including newborn babies, was left alive in the villages.