[Beauty, You Bear the Omen of Great Calamity! Fourth year, sixty-six years old.]
[You and Zhenpin crossed a great river called Tiansha and entered Western Liang.]
[Western Liang had three countries.]
[These three countries were rather unusual: they were theocratic states.]
[They had kings, but the kings were puppets or mascots. The real power lay with the religions behind the states.]
[Vajra Temple, which Zhenpin longed for, was one of the Eight Pillars. Though it counted as a religious force, it did not control a country and leaned more toward being a Martial Dao sect.]
[The three countries were all rather weak, and their conflicts ran deep. Each called the others heretics.]
[So even though the Central Plains were now a pot of porridge, these three small countries were only busy fighting among themselves, with no thought of meddling in the Central Plains.]
["Old Monk, which cult in Western Liang is the most wicked?"]
["That would be the Sacred Fire Cult. Those heretics worship flames, and their initiation rite is to burn their entire bodies. They are utterly deranged."]
["Good, this is good!"]
["This is good?"]
["No, I mean these heretics must be purged! Lead the way. I'll uphold justice on Heaven's behalf!"]
[Zhenpin was from Western Liang. Though he had traveled the world since middle age, he was still quite familiar with everything in Western Liang.]
[Ordinary people would find it difficult to locate the Sacred Fire Cult. After all, it was a sinister organization. Even in Western Liang, where everything was generally rather sinister, it was still an underground force and had no openly displayed sect gate.]
[But Zhenpin was experienced. He had a way.]
[Zhenpin led you to the Wutuo Kingdom, one of Western Liang's three great religious states.]
[There, you continued west and arrived at a