"Who are you? How did you get in?"
Xu Tianran frowned and asked in a low voice.
This was a heavily guarded part of the imperial palace, somewhere ordinary people could never enter, so their appearance astonished him.
"You don't need to know who we are. I only want to ask you this: do you want your legs restored and to become a real man again?"
Dressed in black, Qian Chongling asked indifferently.
"My legs restored? Become a real man?"
Xu Tianran froze at those words.
The answer to that question was, of course, yes.
Drink, women, wealth, and power-nearly every man indulged in at least one of those four things, if not all four.
Xu Tianran was no exception. As a man, losing that ability was a pain he could scarcely speak of, and a hatred he would never let go of.
But Xu Tianran understood perfectly well that there was no such thing as a free lunch.
These three had appeared before him without alerting even the Holy Spirit Cult's supreme experts. Whatever they wanted could not be trivial.
"What do you want? Or rather, what can I give you?"
Xu Tianran suppressed his astonishment and asked calmly.
"Heh, you're rather clever."
"Then I'll get straight to the point. My demand is that Spirit Hall become the State Religion of the Sun Moon Empire-and of the entire continent."
Qian Chongling spoke indifferently.
"State Religion? Spirit Hall? The Spirit Hall that was defeated ten thousand years ago?"
After hearing Qian Chongling's words, Xu Tianran froze, disbelief written all over his face.
Ten thousand years ago, the Three Gods' War at Jialing Pass had been terrifying in its impact, nearly destroying the entire continent.
After the Three Gods' War ended, Spirit Hall was destroyed. The Star Luo Empire and Heaven