Fearing being killed for his overwhelming merits, the empress decided to marry him.

For the next two days, an eerily quiet atmosphere prevailed.

The Jin army never launched another offensive against Bianjing, and not even scouts appeared.

This finally gave the soldiers and civilians in the city a chance to catch their breath.

Inside the Bianliang Palace, Zhao Huan was in high spirits because the Jin army had stopped their offensive, and he even took the time to stroll through the imperial garden.

Reaching a cluster of flowers, Zhao Huan smiled and asked Ye Fan, who was following behind him, "Brother Yu, how is your illness?"

Ye Fan replied, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. My illness is completely cured."

"That's good. Now that you've recovered, I can finally put my mind at ease. I'll need you to help me out more often in the future."

Zhao Huan's tone was relaxed, which even the guards, who were far away, could feel.

Perhaps it was because they sensed that the Jin army was exhausted and about to withdraw.

Starting yesterday, Zhao Huan has been planning to send people to negotiate after the Jin troops retreat, in order to complete the demarcation of the border between the two countries as soon as possible.

He really never wanted to live in fear again.

Ye Fan replied softly, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. I feel ashamed whenever I think of my incompetence and inability to share Your Majesty's burdens."

Zhao Huan: "Alright, Your Majesty, I know you've been suffering these past few days. If you continue like this, I won't be able to get along with you anymore."

Let bygones be bygones, let's focus on the present, don't you think, Brother Yu?

Ye Fan nodded hurriedly: "Your Majesty is absolutely right. I will certainly pull myself together, share Your Majesty's burdens and help Your Majesty become the restorer of the Great Song Dynasty."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Huan's face lit up with joy.

Upon seeing this, Ye Fan immediately said, "Your Majesty, the other day when I was observing the lives of ordinary people in the city, I discovered a remarkable person."

Zhao Huan didn't pay much attention and casually asked, "An extraordinary person? What extraordinary person?"

Ye Fan replied, "That extraordinary person was a Taoist priest, originally a disciple of the patriarch of the Heavenly Dao Sect in Wu. Back when the Heavenly Dao Sect was destroyed by the Chu Kingdom..."

This ancestor's disciple happened to be away and thus narrowly escaped the calamity. After learning of the destruction of the Heavenly Dao Sect, he fled to the deep mountains and forests within the territory of the Great Song Dynasty to diligently cultivate the ancestral Dao techniques.

To avenge the Heavenly Dao Sect, he secluded himself for two years, practicing abstinence from grains, and finally mastered a supreme Dao technique. Originally, he intended to go to Jinling to assassinate Shen Lang and the wicked Empress.

However, they encountered an invasion by the Jin Kingdom, which delayed their journey to the Chu Kingdom, forcing them to temporarily reside at the Hidden Dragon Temple.

"A supreme technique?"

Zhao Huan was taken aback upon hearing this.

"Those are all ancient legends, and it's hard to tell whether they're true or false. How could that Taoist priest possibly know them?"

Ye Fan nodded: "Your Majesty is right. I did not believe it at first, but if I had not seen it with my own eyes, I would not dare to call him an extraordinary person."

Zhao Huan became interested: "What kind of profound skills does this Taoist priest possess?"

"Summoning wind and rain is as simple as raising a hand, turning beans into a million soldiers is nothing more than a trivial matter, and one person can rival a country. I have only glimpsed the tip of the iceberg, but I already understand that this extraordinary person has probably already reached the legendary divine martial realm."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Huan's eyes widened immediately: "It is said that those who have entered the Divine Martial Realm can be worth a million soldiers. Are there really such martial artists in the world?"

Ye Fan shook his head: "I cannot determine whether it is true or false, after all, I have never seen what a Divine Martial Realm being is like."

Zhao Huan's interest grew even stronger: "Brother, I want to meet that extraordinary person. Tomorrow, bring him into the palace so I can verify his identity myself."

Ye Fan cupped his hands and bowed, saying, "Your subject obeys the decree."

……

The following day at noon, after the court session ended, Ye Fan, accompanied by a Taoist priest, entered the Imperial Study.

Ye Fan left the Taoist priest waiting outside and entered the inner hall of the Imperial Study. He bowed to Zhao Huan and said, "Your Majesty, the extraordinary person has been brought here and is in the Imperial Study."

Zhao Huan hurriedly put down the book in his hand: "Where is this extraordinary person? Your Majesty, please quickly invite him to see me."

"Yes, Your Majesty, please wait a moment."

Ye Fan left the inner hall, and soon after, a white-haired Taoist priest with a crane-like face followed him in, holding a whisk and squinting as he entered the inner hall.

Zhao Huan glanced at the Taoist priest and nodded, thinking to himself: He truly has the bearing of an immortal.

"Your Majesty, the Taoist priest has arrived."

Ye Fan gave a shout of reminder and glanced at the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest immediately stepped forward, flicked his whisk, and bowed slightly to Zhao Huan, saying, "This humble Taoist priest, Danyang, greets Your Majesty, Zhao."

Zhao Huan smiled and said, "Daoist Danyang, I heard from my brother that you have mastered some great Dao techniques. Is that true?"

Danyang adopted the airs of a grandmaster: "Indeed, I began practicing this unique skill a hundred years ago, intending to help the Heavenly Dao Sect rise and benefit all people after mastering it."

Unexpectedly, man proposes, God disposes. The Heavenly Dao Sect was destroyed by the Chu Kingdom for betraying its promise. I originally intended to directly invade the Chu Kingdom to rebuild the Heavenly Dao Sect.

However, Heaven cherishes life, and those who follow the Dao should not commit acts of killing. Furthermore, my great Daoist powers were not yet fully developed at that time, which is why I endured it.

Now that I have mastered the Great Dao and its supernatural powers, I originally intended to go to the State of Chu to reason with the Empress, but unexpectedly I encountered the Jurchen invasion.

"I have calculated with my fingers that widespread suffering is imminent, which is why I cannot bear to leave immediately and am searching for an opportunity to save the people."

Zhao Huan cupped his hands in greeting: "Daoist Master, you are truly a highly accomplished person, with a heart full of sincerity for the world. However, Daoist Master, I have never witnessed your supernatural powers."

"Would you be so kind as to demonstrate something, so that I may broaden my horizons?"

Danyang slowly opened his eyes: "Your Majesty, the Great Dao Divine Power is a divinely bestowed skill."

"How can I show this to others so casually? If I were to perform it in front of ordinary people, I would be punished by Heaven."

Zhao Huan's face stiffened, and Ye Fan immediately said to Danyang, "Daoist Danyang, His Majesty is a true Son of Heaven, not a mortal as you describe him."

How could demonstrating the divine powers to a true dragon incur divine retribution?

Danyang looked thoughtful for a moment before saying, "Very well, since he is a true dragon emperor, he must not be an ordinary person."

"Please, Your Majesty, move to the outside of the Imperial Study. This place is far too small; there's not enough room for you to move around freely."

"it is good!"

Seeing the legendary ultimate technique filled Zhao Huan with excitement, and he immediately followed Ye Fan and Danyang out of the imperial study...

Outside the Imperial Study, Danyang stood in front of the platform, muttering to himself.

Zhao Huan sat under the eaves, under the scorching sun, looking expectantly at Danyang.

"The wind is coming!"

Suddenly, a talisman flew out of Danyang's hand, quickly burning to ashes and emitting a faint fragrance.

The next moment, a fierce wind arose all around, and lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sky.

"Here comes the rain!"

Danyang let out another long roar to the sky.

In an instant, a torrential downpour began, instantly dispelling the summer heat.

"The Taoist priest is indeed a highly accomplished master, hahaha."

This was the first time in Zhao Huan's life that he had witnessed such a simple and brutal way of summoning wind and rain, and he was overjoyed and danced with delight.

"The soldiers are coming!"

Danyang shouted again.

Suddenly the rain stopped and the wind died down, and a rainbow appeared in the sky.

Above the rainbow, a large group of heavenly soldiers and generals descended to earth, leaving Zhao Huan and the surrounding eunuchs dumbfounded, and they immediately bowed down in worship.

"Received~"

With a flick of Danyang's whisk, another talisman was released and burned in the air, after which everything returned to calm.

"Okay, great!"

Zhao Huan hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to Danyang.

"Immortal Master, you truly possess great supernatural powers. I have witnessed them firsthand today. I apologize for any offense I may have caused you earlier. Please forgive me."

"Amitabha Buddha, Your Majesty, there is no need for such formalities."

Danyang merely flicked his whisk, adopting an inscrutable expression.

Zhao Huan immediately stood up: "I hereby appoint you as the Grand Preceptor of my Great Song Dynasty, to bless my Great Song Dynasty with favorable weather and abundant harvests, and to ensure peace and prosperity for the people!"

Danyang smiled slightly: "Amitabha, Your Majesty, this humble Taoist thanks you."