Faced with Wu Duanzhuo's question, the Daoist wearing a Lotus Crown, honored as the Imperial Preceptor, shook his head slightly.
Wu Duanzhuo furrowed his brows and challenged him. "Didn't you say that as long as enough people died in the Ya Kingdom, the Nether Bureau could swallow it up?"
"Imperial Preceptor... have you been deceiving me?"
Wu Duanzhuo's gaze turned sharp, wolfish and serpentine, fixed unwaveringly on the Lotus-Crowned Daoist before him.
The Lotus-Crowned Daoist's surname was Lu; his full name was unknown. He was now the Wu Kingdom's Imperial Preceptor, and he had supplied the method of unleashing a demonic calamity to attain the [Ketu Thorn].
But his origins were unknown, after all. All anyone knew was that he had some connection to the Mountain-Sea Profound Yellow Realm. He was the one who had passed down the form refinement, spirit transformation path. Even though Wu Duanzhuo yearned to ascend to the rank of True Lord, he would not trust him blindly.
"You misunderstand me, Your Majesty. How could I possibly deceive you?"
Imperial Preceptor Lu gave a faint chuckle, shook his head gently, and continued:
"If every last one of the Ya Kingdom's hundreds of millions of subjects were slaughtered, the mysterious yin death qi produced would indeed be enough to draw in the Nether Bureau. With a wondrous art of mine, the Ya Kingdom could then be incorporated into the Nether Bureau and become a Ghost Kingdom."
"Unfortunately, even though we used certain means to transfer the form refinement, spirit transformation path from the Wu Kingdom, the Jin Kingdom, and the other kingdoms into the Ya Kingdom, unleashing a demonic calamity as swiftly as thunder that leaves no time to cover one's ears, the Ya Kingdom's chancellor still discovered it and saved well over half its people."
Wu