An emperor took a step, and a Farmhouse Old Woman emerged from his body, bent with age and dressed in coarse cloth with a thornwood hairpin.
The two moved independently, neither interfering with the other. Tang Changsheng's heart stirred, and he split off another True Thought, shaping it into a Great General. The general raised his blade and brought it down, cutting the emperor down in a single stroke. The body lay sprawled on the ground.
The old woman's expression suddenly changed. From her walking stick, she drew—
Between each level of the Spirit Terrace, only three True Thoughts could be born.
Tang Changsheng did not know exactly what had happened, so he dared not linger in the temple. Ghost Gods had the keenest sources of information, he thought. He might as well find Fang Xin and ask what was going on.
As for the task suddenly entrusted to him...
How did that Demoness know he could get hold of Grain and Fodder? Did she know he could cross between worlds?
Whatever the answer, until he figured that out, he truly dared not make a reckless decision!
Wu Hou's treasure might be precious, but he had to stay alive to claim it! There was no point making a fortune if he died before he could spend it.
How could he let greed cloud his judgment?
Besides, there was no hiding a matter this big. Two thousand shi of Grain and Fodder could never go unnoticed.
Once someone investigated, he, Master Tang, would be in terrible trouble. Whether he was accused of aiding the enemy or of possessing a vast quantity of Grain and Fodder from an unknown source, either charge would be disastrous.
He needed to find out more and get a clear picture of the situation. With that in