Li Huowang turned and saw Bai Lingmiao walking over.
She walked up to Gao Zhijian and bowed to him.
Compared to the Bai Lingmiao who had seemed on the verge of collapse earlier, she now looked perfectly composed, as though nothing had happened.
"Your Majesty, please grant the White Lotus Sect the status of State Religion. The White Lotus Believers do not consist solely of humans; countless evil entities also worship the White Lotus. All of them can devote themselves wholeheartedly to Your Majesty's great cause!"
The imposing Gao Zhijian looked at her and slowly said, "Granted."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Bai Lingmiao walked to Li Huowang's side, took his hand, and led him out of the Great Hall.
"Evil entities worship the White Lotus too? Since when? Do they also undergo baleful contamination and summon the Generals and Ministers Head?" Li Huowang asked Bai Lingmiao. If that was truly possible, their odds of victory would rise another notch.
But Bai Lingmiao did not answer his question. Instead, she declared with absolute certainty, "Li Sui can be saved!"
"What?" Li Huowang's heart jolted at those words.
"I said Li Sui can be saved! Our Siming cannot do it because we do not possess the Heavenly Dao of resurrection. But Fu Sheng Tian's Siming may not be unable to do it."
Bai Lingmiao's expression gradually grew excited. "As long as we find a way to seize their Heavenly Dao, we can bring Li Sui back! Not only can we bring Li Sui back—whoever we want to bring back, we can bring back!"
"Miao Miao, are you alright?" Li Huowang asked worriedly.
"Me? Of course I'm alright."
"But just now..." Li Huowang's expression was complicated, and he did not know how to explain it. Her resurrection might not be what Miao Miao