onestly, so I wouldn't get bitten by some little bug crawling around…This is the Witch King’s city, everyone here understands witchcraft, and I was afraid that if I stayed away from him, I might be po..."Why are you all so worked up When the car reaches the mountain, there will be a way. There's bound to be a day when things turn around. We just need to keep our eyes open! Yan Qin is still staying at the Yin family's place. Do you really think she's just lounging around doing nothing there, recovering her health She pays attention to subtle movements within the Yin family. If she discovers anyone promising, she'll report back to me. Right now, we need to figure out how to find the Dragon King. He definitely hasn't left this resort."

Master Yunfan's words serve as our guiding principles for action.

He is very influential, whether to friends, family or subordinates. This influence does not stem from an authoritarian attitude, but from his smooth and tactful way of interacting with people.

He understands how to appropriately display his "distrust", thereby making people trust him more.

For example, he openly admitted that keeping Mrs. Mu at our place was for surveillance purposes.

I wouldn't mind this issue, if my house truly had a traitor, I would hope someone could discover it as soon as possible.

"...But we don't know what the Dragon King looks like," I muttered softly.

"Where's the little demon You said you caught one, didn't you Question him well. If he refuses to cooperate, call a ghost messenger over to deal with him." Master Yunfan said.

Mu Xia Qiao immediately waved her hand and said, "No way, brother. These little ghosts don't have victims, and most of them come from abroad. Their beliefs and regions are different, and they are not registered in the underworld by City God or land deities. The ghost messengers can't detain them unless they harm someone here."

"Tch, since they aren't of our kin, what's there to feel sorry about them turning to ashes You're just too soft-hearted. These little things came from unknown origins and disrupted the yin and yang; they should have been cleared out long ago." Master Yunfan snorted.

Mu Wanchen said faintly, "What's the point of cleaning them up Give them to my clan members to refine their souls. Since these little things enjoy being slaves so much, let them be refined."

"...There are already enough ghosts in Wuwang City! Do we need even more ghosts!" I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

Mu Wanchen's eyebrows moved slightly, and he smiled: " ... If the little princess doesn't like it, then forget it."

The little wife immediately said with dissatisfaction, "Mu Wanchen, do you want to be so partial I've told you countless times not to have a human-ghost cohabitation, but you never listen. How come you betray me just because Xiao Yinluo said a word"

"She is different. She's my wife, and of course she can influence my decisions." Mu Wanchen answered without any hesitation.

I cautiously glanced at Mu Wanchen, and whispered, "I also feel... that using a mirror to seal ghosts isn't quite right—I'm not saying your ancestors had problems, I mean, since we have the little junior wife and Master here now, couldn't we let the birth, old age, sickness, and death of Wu Wangshan City go through normal reincarnation"

Mú Wǎnchén shook his head, without speaking.

"It's difficult," Mu Xiaqiao, the master's wife, replied. "These people are descendants of the ancient gods who ruled thousands of years ago. They are not ordinary humans. Their names and lifespans are not recorded on the reincarnation register. Their birth, aging, illness, and death are different from ordinary people, so it is difficult to reincarnate like normal humans."

"— Born without a family, dying without a name." Mu Wanchen smiled wryly: "This is the awkward situation of the Ling Shan Ten Witches' Bloodline. Even the ancient deities we worship have disappeared..."

Their deity, should be Taichi God, a remote and ancient celestial god. Daoists believe Taichi is shapeless and takes the form of an immortal human. For a long time, Taichi God was the object of worship for the highest authority.

Both the Han and Tang dynasties were like this.

After the Northern Song Dynasty, Yu Huang Da Tian Zun, the Supreme Celestial Emperor of High Heaven and Great Mercy, became the most revered Taoist deity among folk believers.

The Jade Emperor existed before the beginning of time, being a manifestation of Taoist Qi. He is the sovereign ruler of the Three Realms and Six Paths.

This great leader may have existed for a long time, but it was only one or two thousand years ago that he became widely worshipped and accepted, even integrated into the cultural bloodline. Before that, there was only the Taiyi God, who was only worshipped by kings.

Donghuang Taiyi, the main consort Yinglong, these two great divine beings seem to have disappeared. Yinglong's spirit is in Mu Wanchen, but where did Taiyi go

Does he know that hundreds of thousands of witch clan refugees are still devoutly worshipping him

“Actually…if your people were willing to contact the outside world and the yin-yang energy of Witch King Mountain City could function normally, there wouldn't be so many things to worry about…” I tried to persuade.

Mu Wanchen frowned: "It's difficult... People are fickle, and it's hard to change people's hearts. Without the right time, it's hard to make the people all yearn for change."

Therefore, the master said, "A king is one who follows the will of the people."

It's hard enough for a single family to agree, let alone so many people and tribes.

Maybe it’s possible to try and change their way of life that has lasted for a thousand years, but changing their beliefs that have also lasted for a thousand years is truly a very difficult thing.

I scratched my head in frustration - I really wanted to help Mu Wanchen, but what could I possibly do

Speaking of which, we've only been married for a few days, but I already feel like I can't live without him. — He's so good, not even a bit scary. He's handsome to look at and every day with him is filled with pink bubbles.

I… I don't want him to have any worries.

The young wife suddenly spoke, "Actually... there's a very persuasive way."

She blinked and looked at me and Mu Wanchen: "You two should have many smart, clever, cute, and beautiful children. Those people from other ethnicities who want descendants would probably be green with envy. I bet they'd forget all about their ancestors, rules, and beliefs."

What!

Mu Wanchen chuckled softly, looked at me and said, “Little Yin Luo wouldn’t agree.”

"Willing!" I glared at him, and he was stunned, as was the little junior wife. Was my voice too loud

I immediately blushed and whispered, "...but you have to wait until later, it can't be done now!"

Mu Wanchen's lips curled into a smile, reaching out to rub my head and nodded. "Well, let's talk about it later."

"Hmph," the little wife pouted, "So accommodating to your wife, you're actually a scaredy-cat of a husband, huh Hee hee…"

Mú Wǎnchén looked at me a little awkwardly, so he changed the subject and said: "Isn't Mú Yúnfán checking the situation at the casino They check on the surface, we'll investigate secretly. Let's get this kid out first and ask him... Mù Xiǎoqiáo, where are your men"

“What a brute! That’s awfully rude,” the young mistress complained, while silently reciting a sutra to summon the two little ghost attendants.

Even a low-ranking ghost messenger, as long as they wield the tools of the Underworld, ordinary ghosts will fear them in this realm.

The little ghost had just been pulled out of the bamboo tube by Mu Wanchen, when he was chained and suddenly yanked. The little ghost was dragged to the floor by the chain.

"Hehehe, this little guy… Not one of us…" The little demon grinned, wanting to scare him.

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