Lower Realm, Cloudtop Manor
Lu Chen reached out and caught the jade slip Broom Star had "handed" him.
The instant his spiritual sense entered it, a stream of information flooded into his sea of consciousness—
"Profound Yin Puppet-Proxy Great Method."
Lu Chen raised an eyebrow slightly. "So it really is possible to use a plague ghost to falsely hold a Fruit Position?"
Broom Star nodded repeatedly. "Reporting to Your Excellency, the Plague Lord truly said so in no uncertain terms. It must be true!"
Lu Chen fell into thought. "Then... what else did Master say?"
"Nothing. Just that one sentence."
"Alright. You've worked hard."
After seeing Broom Star off, Lu Chen lowered his head to look at the jade slip in his hand, a trace of deep thought flickering through his eyes.
Plague Lord, don't blame me for being suspicious.
Are you... one of the masterminds behind the scenes?
As one of the Eight Departments' Orthodox Gods of the Heavenly Court, the dignified Plague Great Emperor Haotian naturally had the qualifications to become a player on Heaven and Earth's chessboard.
What was more, the Plague Lord had seemed rather suspicious throughout all the previous events.
Take Madam Zheng's matter, for example.
He could clearly have directly dispelled Madam Zheng's "Heavenly-Triggered Killing Intent," yet he insisted on making Lu Chen travel to City God Street in Qianjiang City, where, at the crucial moment, he brazenly killed the Prefectural City God.
That led to the vacancy in the prefectural position, followed by a whole chain of interlocking incidents.
If one were to speculate with the utmost malice, the Plague Lord's step-by-step maneuvering was suspicious to the extreme.
As for His purpose, truthfully, Lu Chen had not entirely figured it out yet.
If the other party merely wanted to rely on him to