Fox Demon: Miss Yaya, this damn possessiveness

"Everything, in the end, ended with Master's failure. Hongjun is too powerful, so powerful that I can't see any hope. Is this really the end of our human race?"

In the city of Chaoge, the capital of the Shang Dynasty, Emperor Xin watched all this come to an end and said with a look of despair in his eyes.

"Hmm? Why is the fortune of our Shang Dynasty still rising?"

Suddenly, Emperor Xin discovered that the fortunes of his Shang Dynasty not only did not fall because of Li Qing's death, but instead rose.

After Li Qing handed the destiny of the Shang Dynasty to him, he thought for a moment and forced the destiny of the Shang Dynasty into his body.

Even as the ruler of the Shang Dynasty, it took him several days to integrate the national destiny into his body.

But now, he discovered that the fortune of the Shang Dynasty in his body not only did not decline, but instead increased, so he became curious.

At this moment in the Jixia Academy, a group of children stared blankly at the sky, and did not come back to their senses for a long time.

"Teacher, he...he seems to be dead!"

The group of children were unwilling to believe the news that Li Qing was dead. They stood blankly in the open space, looked up at the sky and spoke softly.

"It was that fellow named Hongjun who killed the teacher. I must avenge the teacher!"

A child looked up at the sky and said with a firm gaze.

"I will also practice hard, and I will definitely avenge my teacher and kill that bad guy in the future!"

This group of children were not frightened by Hongjun's power. Instead, they had a firm idea in their hearts. At this time, they were still young and had only a vague understanding of the realm. They had no idea how powerful Hongjun was.

The saying "a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger" is probably used to describe them. It was precisely because these children were not frightened by Hongjun's power that the fortunes of the Shang Dynasty rose again.

Emperor Xin is now outside the Jixia Academy. Listening to the rising voices in the academy, his originally desperate heart is stirred again.

"Those kids are not afraid of Hongjun, so how can I, the ruler of the Shang Dynasty, be afraid of him?"

Emperor Xin quickly returned to the palace and issued an order that Li Qing should be regarded as the imperial teacher throughout the Shang Dynasty, and a special imperial teacher temple was built for him.

"What does your Majesty mean? Are you really going to break off relations with Daozu?"

In Chaoge, a group of nobles stood in front of the newly built Imperial Temple and spoke with worry on their faces.

"Yes, if Daozu knew about your actions, it would probably arouse his wrath and bring disaster to our Shang Dynasty!"

The nobles looked at the statue of Li Qing enshrined in the temple, which was the image of Li Qing pointing a gun at Hongjun, and they couldn't help but become worried.

And above the head of Li Qing’s statue, there are four big characters written: "Emperor’s Teacher of the Human Race".

The nobles were dissatisfied with Emperor Xin's building of a temple for Li Qing, and they all said to Emperor Xin during the court session:

"Your Majesty, I think we need to think long and hard about whether to enshrine Li Qing as the Imperial Master and build a temple for him. After all, Li Qing just died at the hands of Daozu. If we build a temple for him now, it may bring disaster to our Shang Dynasty! Please revoke your order and abolish the Imperial Master Temple!"

"Ha! What a joke! Even if the king doesn't build a temple for the national teacher, do you think Hongjun will let us go? Don't forget what Hongjun said at the beginning!"

After listening to the words of the ministers, Wen Zhong was the first to stand up. As a disciple of Jiejiao and the grandson of Tongtian, he watched his master die at the hands of Hongjun while he was powerless to do anything, and he felt angry at himself for being too weak.

Ever since Hongjun killed his master, he no longer called Hongjun the Taoist Ancestor, but called him by his name.

"This... Grand Master, isn't that too much? Although Daozu said that the human race will never recover, this has nothing to do with our Shang Dynasty. As long as we behave ourselves, Daozu will not take action against us!"

"Snapped!!!!"

Emperor Xin, who was sitting in the main seat of the hall, listened to the quarrel between the two, slapped the table in front of him heavily, stood up from his seat, looked at the minister who advised him to abolish the Imperial Master Temple, and said coldly:

"I have made up my mind. There is no need to discuss this matter any further!"

A month later, temples for the imperial teacher were built in various places in the Shang Dynasty, but few people went in to worship. Only some commoners went in to worship Li Qing, while the nobles avoided it.

"Dad! Who is enshrined in that temple?"

A middle-aged man was walking past the Imperial Master Temple with a child of six or seven years old. He looked at his father curiously and asked.

"In there... the one enshrined is a fool!"

The middle-aged man smiled and answered with a lonely look.

"Fool? Dad, if he is a fool, why should we worship him?"

The child asked again.

"Because this guy wants to overthrow the rule of Daozu and return the prehistoric world to the hands of practitioners! He also wants to spread his cultivation method throughout the world so that everyone in the world can practice it!"

The middle-aged man sighed and said.

"Ah? Then why do you say he's stupid?"

After hearing what his father said, the child asked with a puzzled look on his face. In his impression, this man should be a hero and should not be called a fool.

"Because he failed and even lost his life, do you think he is stupid?"

The middle-aged man looked at the child with regret and said.

"Oh! How stupid! You should stay away from the wild and wait until you have achieved success in your cultivation before coming back!"

"Dad! I want to burn some incense for him!"

After hearing what his father said, the child said with a firm face.

The middle-aged man listened to his son's words, thought for a moment, nodded and said:

"Okay, Dad, I'll go with you to burn some incense for him!"

The two men entered the temple, picked up the incense on the altar, lit it, and then inserted the incense on the altar in front of the statue of Li Qing.

"Although you are a little stupid, you are also courageous. You dare to challenge Hongjun. I respect you as a man. Unlike me, I don't even have the courage to fight him!"

The man looked extremely lonely. After seeing his son put the incense in the incense burner, he took his son out of the Imperial Temple.

And because of this man's lead, a middle-aged man who was standing outside the Imperial Temple and watching also gritted his teeth and walked into the ruined temple.

"Huang Erniu, what are you doing? You are risking your life, and you still dare to burn incense for him?"

Someone shouted from behind.

"I'm afraid of asking for help. My parents have passed away a long time ago, and I have no wife or children. If it weren't for the National Master teaching me the skills, I would have starved to death in the city. It was the National Master who gave me a second life. Now that he's dead, what's wrong with me burning incense for him? The worst that can happen is that I'll die!"

Huang Erniu gritted his teeth and spoke to the group of people behind him. Then he walked into the dilapidated temple without looking back.

Huang Erniu's words resonated with many people present. They were originally from a poor family. If Li Qing had not taught them martial arts and allowed their children to practice it, they would still not have enough to eat.

"Huang Erniu is right. We should not forget our roots. Since the Taoist Patriarch is not prepared to let us have a chance to turn things around, what's wrong with me offering a stick of incense to the State Master?"

With someone taking the lead, soon the incense at the Imperial Teacher's Temple became popular, and more and more people came to the Temple to burn incense for Li Qing.

At this time, Hongjun, who was healing his wounds, did not notice that the way of humanity, which had originally lagged behind the way of heaven, was rising subtly and was already on par with the way of heaven, and even somewhat surpassed the way of humanity.

At this time, in the void outside the ancient world, Yaya and the others who were sent here by Li Qing could not find the way back.

"Why did my husband suddenly send us out of the prehistoric world? Did something happen?"

Several people were extremely anxious, but there was nothing they could do.

At this moment, a graceful figure flew over from the void in the distance and landed beside several people.

"Saint Nuwa, why are you here? Where is my husband?"

Yaya had met Nuwa once when she was with Li Qing. When she saw Nuwa flying out from the ancient times, she immediately ran to her side and asked anxiously.

"I'm sorry, Li Qing is probably..."

Nuwa stopped talking, and after listening to her words, the few people naturally understood the meaning of her words.

"Impossible, my husband won't die. He promised me that he would never abandon me again!"

After hearing what Nuwa said, the three girls felt as if struck by lightning. Their faces turned pale and they looked at Nuwa with lifeless eyes.

"Saint, can you take us back? I want to find my husband!"

Yaya grabbed Nuwa's arm tightly and said pleadingly.

Nuwa shook her head and said:

"I'm sorry, it's not that I won't help you, but I can't go back to the prehistoric world now! Besides, you're already pregnant, why go back? You'll die anyway, so it's better to give birth to Li Qing's child and raise him up!"

Nuwa saw at a glance that Yaya was pregnant and comforted her with the child.