Xiao Chenlong could not be bothered to argue with the Holy Lord. Business came first.
"Have people from the Holy Spirit Cult come to see you?"
"Not yet. If you have something to say, say it quickly."
"When the Holy Spirit Cult comes looking for you, have them gather their people in Mingdu when you ascend the throne.
You can promise to name the Holy Spirit Cult the state religion of the Sun Moon Empire."
"Oh, you want to catch them all in one net that day."
"That's right. Make sure the Holy Spirit Cult's upper ranks are all present. I don't want any fish slipping through the net."
"No problem. Anything else?"
"Don't just lie around enjoying yourself. Find those Holy Spirit Cult members with public identities as well. If we're purging them, we purge them thoroughly.
There's an Xishui Alliance beneath Mingdu. It belongs to the Holy Spirit Cult. Have your people keep an eye on it."
"The Xishui Alliance? This body's memories include it. The Xishui Alliance was also under his surveillance, so that saves trouble."
"The Xishui Alliance has always been under Xu Tianran's surveillance? That's only natural. Xu Tianran does have some skill."
Xiao Chenlong further discussed the details of the ascension with the Holy Lord, then left him a letter.
After Xiao Chenlong left the Imperial Palace, the Holy Lord summoned the palace maid back and resumed his enjoyment.
However, he had barely enjoyed himself for a moment before Zhong Liwu, the Holy Spirit Cult leader, arrived.
The Holy Lord frowned, his face full of displeasure, but he still had to receive him.
After dismissing the palace maid, Zhong Liwu asked "Xu Tianran" in confusion, "Your Highness the Crown Prince, how were your legs healed?"
"Don't know. Some time ago, I went to sleep