Jiang Yuechu had not truly blamed him.
Comprehension was inherently elusive, ordained by heaven.
What difference did it make whether she learned of it a few days earlier or later?
Could those few days somehow have brought her a sudden flash of enlightenment?
At that thought.
She sighed and rubbed her brow.
"Forget it."
"What's done is done. There's no point saying more."
She lowered her hand, her gaze returning to Lu Changfeng. "Aside from this cultivation method, is there anything else I should know?"
Seeing that she would not pursue the matter, Lu Changfeng breathed a silent sigh of relief.
He hurriedly continued, "There is one more thing... though it hardly counts as anything major."
"Now that the Golden Bodies have been fashioned and incense and fire prayer power is about to gather, you still need a title, so the people will have someone to think of in their worship and a name to speak."
Jiang Yuechu cast him a puzzled look.
Lu Changfeng explained, "There is certainly nothing wrong with using your actual name."
"But since ancient times, erecting shrines to the living and accepting the offerings of thousands has been an act against heaven, one that touches upon certain taboos."
"Using your name directly would, first, lack solemnity, making it difficult to gather the faithful's devout thoughts. Second... if the title is too plain, it would cost you some dignity once word spread... Cultivators need not concern themselves overly with such things, but it takes little effort... Thus, most practitioners of the Incense-and-Fire Path choose an honorific title."
At this, the emperor hurriedly nodded in agreement.
"Exactly, exactly!"
"In my opinion, we ought to choose a resounding title!"
At those words, everyone in the hall grew thoughtful.
Jiang Yuechu's eyelid twitched.
An ominous premonition welled up within