"Prefect Yan, you mean to drive a tiger to devour a wolf?"
"Yes. We might as well have Spirit Mountain deal with the Demon Race. That would save the Imperial Court money while letting us sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. Give Spirit Mountain a little sweetener, and those monks will certainly come out."
Lianshan Xin thought, It'll be bad news if they do.
Once Dong Zhuo had led his troops into the capital, he had no longer wanted to remain a mere frontier general.
Spirit Mountain dreamed of taking the Buddhist Order beyond Buddha Province and spreading its influence throughout the world.
You're opening a door for Spirit Mountain to spread its faith.
At that thought, Lianshan Xin spoke in a tone hovering between amusement and its absence. "Prefect Yan, have you reported this to His Majesty?"
"Not yet. I hadn't discovered any traces of the Demon Race in Miao Prefecture before this."
Really?
"This concerns affairs of state. A mere Nine Heavens member like me shouldn't be offering opinions." Lianshan Xin first extricated himself. "You can submit a memorial to His Majesty and Her Ladyship yourself."
Yan Xiezhi nodded. "I understand. Rest assured, Young Master Xin, I'm not trying to help Spirit Mountain spread its faith. Here in Miao Prefecture, Spirit Mountain cannot overturn the heavens. I can keep them under control."
"Of course I trust you, Prefect Yan."
Like hell I do.
Great Yu had been at its strongest when Great Yu Taizu founded the nation. The End of the Dharma Era had only just begun, and many powerful figures had yet to enter slumber. All seventeen divine generals under Great Ancestor had possessed Immortal Realm cultivation, and even then, they had failed to conquer Spirit Mountain.
To be precise, Great Ancestor had had