After changing her master, she turned to the ruthless way, and the whole sect knelt down

The little princess' birthday party was no different from what Xie Liuyin had imagined, but the princess's parents loved their only daughter quite a bit. Although there were not many people invited to the party, they were all royal relatives, and each of them had an extraordinary status.

Therefore, each of the gifts they gave to the little princess was priceless. Even Xie Liuyin, who was used to seeing good things in the world of cultivation, was dazzled by them.

Xie Liuyin had no idea how the little princess got along with her parents on a daily basis, so she didn't say much the entire time. She just sat quietly by the side and observed everyone.

Fortunately, the illusion was very tolerant of her and did not show any signs of collapse.

As the banquet reached its climax, the emperor finally spoke and asked Master Jiekong to pray for his little daughter.

Master Jiekong was an old monk with a snow-white beard and a wrinkled face. He looked quite old.

He was supported by the young monk and walked tremblingly to Xie Liuyin, and reached out his hand to try to touch Xie Liuyin's head.

But for some reason, after the old monk saw the appearance of Xie Liuyin, or the little princess, he was stunned.

His hands began to tremble, and he pointed at the little princess with wide eyes and said, "This girl must not be kept. If she is left here, she will definitely kill her brother and seize the throne, endangering Dazhao!"

The country where the little princess lived was named "Zhao". When the old monk said this, he almost sentenced the little princess to death.

The people around were shocked when they heard this, and the emperor and empress changed their expressions instantly.

The prince, who was originally close to the little princess, subconsciously took a few steps back, and the expression on his face changed from closeness to vigilance.

"Master, what nonsense are you talking about? This is my daughter, the princess of Dazhao. How could she do something to endanger Dazhao and hurt her brother?" The queen was the first to stand up and refute.

She pulled her little daughter into her arms and hugged her tightly, like a mother animal protecting a cub.

Master Jiekong shook his head and said, "This woman has the star Tanlang in her horoscope, making her a natural born evil star! Your Majesty and Your Majesty should get rid of her as soon as possible, otherwise our Great Zhao will be in danger!"

Hearing this, Xie Liuyin narrowed his eyes and looked at Jie Kong.

The old monk's expression now doesn't look like the holy monk that was rumored to be here.

"Shut up!" the Queen shouted angrily. "Master Jiekong is old and confused. Send him out of the palace quickly!"

The queen was no longer willing to listen. This daughter was something she had worked so hard to get, and she would never allow anyone to hurt her.

The emperor was still hesitating. He looked at the little princess with a complicated expression, as if he was really judging whether this innocent-looking daughter would become the disaster star that Jie Kong mentioned.

The prince also stepped forward hesitantly and said, "But mother, Master Jiekong is very accurate in face reading and is never wrong. Should we listen to his opinion again?"

"Your Majesty, please make a decision quickly. Get rid of this woman so that your kingdom can be stable!" The old monk kept persuading the emperor as if he was not afraid of death.

A trace of pity flashed across the emperor's eyes, and he finally asked Jie Kong, "Besides this, is there any other way to break my son's fate?"

"Your Majesty?!" the Queen shouted harshly.

She didn't expect that her husband would believe Jiekong's words so easily. Didn't he know their daughter's temperament? Yue'er was so innocent and cute, and had brought them so much joy since she was born.

How could it be the so-called disaster star?

But the emperor did not look at his wife. He only looked at the old monk, waiting for his answer.

The old monk sighed and said, "Forget it, Your Majesty is kindhearted and I cannot persuade you. All I can do is imprison the little princess in the north, where the natural energy will suppress the evil spirit within her."

"From now on, the little princess must not return to the capital, let alone meet with His Majesty, His Majesty, or the Crown Prince. If they do, Greedy Wolf will steal the imperial energy to nourish himself."

"Your Majesty, please remember not to let the little princess live a smooth life. Otherwise, once the evil star is nourished, it will awaken. Then our Dazhao will be doomed!"

The old monk spoke seriously, and his earnest look made the emperor believe it even more.

Of course the queen refused to listen to this. She regretted it immensely now. If she had known earlier, she would not have invited this evil monk into the palace. Otherwise, her little daughter would be the happiest princess in the world today.

Rather than being a disaster hated by everyone!

The emperor was gradually persuaded, and the prince became more and more frightened as he listened, and the look in his eyes when he looked at his sister was filled with vigilance and fear.

He seemed to be very afraid that his future throne would be taken away by his sister, so even though the person standing in front of him was only a twelve-year-old girl, he couldn't help but feel resistance.

After Xie Liuyin finished watching the old monk's singing, reciting, acting and fighting, he did not forget to keep an eye on the young monk.

The other person's expression was very indifferent from beginning to end, as if he didn't care about any of this at all.

The old monk spoke with such conviction that the emperor was finally convinced. He even summoned the palace servants and asked them to prepare to send the little princess to the north.

The north of Dazhao Kingdom is not a good place. There are many foreign races living there. Every winter when it snows, these foreign races will break into Dazhao’s border and plunder.

Every winter, many villages in the north were looted, and thousands of people died.

The palace servants were well aware of this matter, and they knew even better that if such a young and fragile princess went there, her life would not be easy and she would definitely not live long.

But no one dared to speak up to plead for mercy. After all, it was Master Jiekong who made the verdict, and the one who made the decision was the only monarch of Dazhao.

The queen was still trying to persuade the king to change his mind, and the little princess's maid Qinghe also knelt down and begged the emperor not to let the little princess leave, even if it meant just living outside the imperial city and letting her go with him to take care of her.

The climate in the north is extremely cold. If the little princess goes there, she will definitely not survive.

The emperor hesitated, and Master Jiekong immediately said, "Your Majesty, please stop being merciful and doing harm. This is the best solution I can come up with. You must know that the closer the disaster star is to the imperial city, the easier it is to absorb the imperial energy."

"If the princess is not sent away, I'm afraid your Majesty and your family will be in danger!"

The old monk's words became more and more frightening, and the prince's face turned pale with fright.

He immediately knelt down and cried, "Father, even if you don't consider your son, you should at least consider your life and the life of my mother!"

"Shut up! Do you trust an outsider so much and don't want to trust your sister?" The queen scolded loudly, tears falling uncontrollably.

The prince bowed his head weakly, not daring to look at his mother and sister. He just kept saying, "This is the verdict of Master Jiekong. He has always been very accurate in reading people's faces, and his words have never failed to come true. This is the living Buddha of this world!"

Master Jiekong's words were like oracles, and no one disbelieved them.

He was the most powerful fortune teller in Dazhao. The emperor wanted to appoint him as the imperial teacher several times, but Master Jiekong refused every time.

How could such a powerful person be wrong in what he said?

However, while they were concentrating on debating this, Xie Liuyin had already slowly withdrawn from the crowd. She drew out the long sword hanging from the waist of a guard beside her, and in front of their astonished gaze, she chopped off Jie Kong's head with one blow.

When the warm blood spilled all over the ground, the little princess, who had been silent the whole time, finally spoke: "Did the Living Buddha not even calculate the date of his own death?"