Chapter 762 Assimilation

Chengtian 1st year, December.

It was the same heavy snow a year ago, and it was also Jinling City, which was covered in heavy snow.

However, the people in the city were not as worried as they were last year. The streets of Jinling City were decorated with lanterns and colorful lights. Most of the restaurants and shops were bustling with activity. Children who were enjoying themselves in the snow could be seen everywhere on the streets.

This year was a bumper harvest year.

Not only did the grain produced by the various places make up for the deficit in the national treasury, but it also allowed most of the people's families to have enough food to endure the winter. With this, the people could naturally enjoy the upcoming New Year's Eve without worries.

"If I were to say that the Chengtian Emperor is someone chosen by the heavens, it is rumored that when she was born, there were bright stars and dragon roars and phoenix cries."

"When her mother gave birth to her, she saw an immortal in her dreams…"

Fang Ziyu, dressed as a ranger and purposely wearing a veil, walked on the street with a thick layer of snow. She couldn't help but laugh when she heard Mr. Storyteller's cadence coming from the tavern.

According to the rules, most of the emperors of this dynasty had to come from different backgrounds. According to the Confucian scholar in charge of this matter in the court, this was called following the will of the people and sharing the people's hearts.

However, Fang Ziyu did not care about this. He did not care about the repeated advice of the Confucian scholars, and in the end, he did not care about it. However, after seeing the ghost millet that day, Fang Ziyu changed his mind and ordered the Confucian scholar in charge of this matter to begin to fabricate this matter and secretly send people to spread it all over the country. At that moment, Fang Ziyu's life's "heroic deeds" had become the favorite story of all the wine shops.

In this story, Fang Ziyu, as the main character, was naturally heroic and martial, but fortunately, Miss Fang was still a person with a conscience. Adhering to the principle of one person attaining the Dao and one dog ascending to the heavens, Xu Han and the others also came to prominence in this story, becoming heroes and heroes who had helped the dragon, but had sacrificed their lives in the Great Abyss Mountain for the sake of the world.

In order to curry favor with Empress Chengtian, Shangyun City in Qingzhou had spent a large sum of money to build a temple in a month. Inside the temple were Xu Han and Liu Sheng. Recently, Fang Ziyu had heard that Qian Liu, who had guarded the tomb for Xu Han's father, had also risen in status, becoming the favourite target of various wine shops and government offices. After all, he was one of the few people in the world who had come into contact with Xu Han when he was young.

Such things were not uncommon. It was not because of how well that story had been made up, but because the lives of the people had been much better since Empress Chengtian ascended to the throne. Most of the people's thoughts were very simple. Naturally, they supported Fang Ziyu from the bottom of their hearts. With the help of their hearts and minds, they could not help but deify Fang Ziyu completely. As a result, Xu Han and the others enjoyed Fang Ziyu's blessings and became gods in the hearts of the people.

Fang Ziyu, who was walking on the street, couldn't help but feel a little funny when he thought about this, but what was more funny was a sense of sadness that even she herself couldn't explain.

To this day, she was the only one left in such a vast group of people.

She felt a little cold and stretched out her hand to wrap her clothes tightly. She secretly thought of the conversation she had with Ghost Millet that day.

In fact, it was Gui Gu Zi's request to have those Confucian scholars fabricate stories that were half true and half false. In their words, only in this way could Fang Zi Yu condense the hearts of the people in this world and become the true deity of this world faster.

Fang Ziyu could not fully explain what kind of thoughts the Gui Gu Zi were hiding, but at least since those stories spread among the people, Fang Ziyu could truly feel his strength increasing at a faster rate than before.

Every night, Fang Ziyu, who had finished correcting the memorials, would follow the agreement with the Gui Gu Zi to go outside of Jinling City and continue to cultivate the ability to control this world under their guidance.

Three months had passed since then.

The New Year is coming.

The number of pedestrians coming and going at the entrance of Jinling City had gradually decreased, and by the time they reached the hill twenty miles away from Jinling City, there were no more people.

As usual, the black-robed figure stood there early. It had always been like this for the past three months, causing Fang Ziyu to have an illusion that the person in front of him had never left.

Fang Ziyu bowed to the figure as usual, then straightened his body, allowing the Qi around him to connect with the heavens and earth. This was the preparation that he needed to make before he started cultivating, so that he could better sense the Qi of the heavens and earth. At first, Fang Ziyu felt that this method was somewhat difficult, but now that she was able to do this very well, the entire process took less than half a breath.

Fang Ziyu's talent was already outstanding. However, Chen Xuanji, the eldest senior apprentice-brother, had always been standing in front of her in the Exquisite Pavilion. Afterwards, Xu Hanmeng, Liang, and the others had helped her block the wind and rain, so she couldn't help but be a little lazy. At this moment, when all the burdens fell on her, the girl finally fully displayed her talent.

However, after she had made all the preparations for today, this sentence came from beneath the black robe.

"There's no need to cultivate today."

Fang Ziyu was stunned. He looked at the black robe strangely and asked, "Why?"

"Your control over the power of the gods and humans has reached perfection, "If you still want to improve, then the amount of time that will pass will be hundreds of years. Right now, we don't have that much time to wait for you to grow. Furthermore, even if you obtain a power that is several times stronger than what you are now, it will be of little use in this game." The black-robed man said slowly, his tone filled with contempt for Fang Ziyu.

If it was in the past, Miss Fang, who had been scolded like this, would inevitably be enraged. She would definitely argue with this Ghost Millet. However, Fang Ziyu was much more mature now. After hearing this, she nodded silently. She knew her situation very well. No matter how beautiful the ghost millets were, Fang Ziyu understood that she was just a chess piece in the game between two monsters. Only by doing everything that this chess piece should do could she find some life for her side of the world.

"Then what am I going to do now?" Thus, she asked calmly.

"The ancient Evil God has already left the cage, but most of his strength is still sealed in the depths of this world."

"Once he obtains that power, even we will find it difficult to oppose him. The reason why we helped you become a god in this world is because as a god, you have the ability to drive the world and the power to break through layers of seals to the depths of that world."

Gui Guzi's voice rang out. Fang Ziyu frowned when she heard this. "So, all I have to do is go there and reinforce the seal in the depths of the world. I can't let the evil god in your mouth obtain that power, can I?" Fang Ziyu asked in a deep voice.

The black-robed man shook his head. "What we need you to do is to undo the seal and release the power."

Fang Ziyu was stunned, and his tone couldn't help but be a little higher, "Why? Isn't this fulfilling the wish of the evil god?"

"The power of the Evil God is far beyond your imagination. Just because he hasn't opened that seal yet doesn't mean that he won't be able to do it in the future. We need you to open that seal and bring that power to a safer place before he can escape the Evil God's sight. In this way, the Evil God who has lost this power will no longer be our opponent, and we will be able to eliminate this threat for the Myriad Domains. "

Of course, this sounded impeccable, at least for Fang Ziyu, who did not know the inside story.

But strangely, Fang Ziyu lowered her head after hearing this. She silently pondered for a while. When she raised her head, her gaze was filled with determination that Gui Gu Zi had not expected.

"Something's wrong!" She said.

"If everything is as you said, you want to kill that Evil God, then you can descend to this world before it is concealed by the Evil God. What you need to do is not to kill Xu Han, but to lure the Evil God to descend on him, and then you can kill Xu Han!"

"You are just like that evil god. What you want is the power in the depths of this world!!"

Fang Ziyu's words had clearly exceeded Gui Guzi's expectations. So much so that Gui Gu Zi, who answered all of Fang Ziyu's doubts, fell into silence at that moment.

Fang Ziyu's body also took a step back, and his eyebrows were filled with vigilance and hostility once again.

"Sigh" Before Fang Ziyu could ask again, a long sigh came from beneath the black robe. "I originally wanted you to die with hope, but now it seems like I can only let you sink into despair. People, sometimes it's not a good thing to be too smart."

As the voice finished speaking, black auras suddenly surged out from under the black robe.

They were like poisonous snakes, arriving in front of Fang Ziyu at an astonishing speed, heading towards Fang Ziyu's limbs and head. Although the alert Fang Ziyu had already summoned the golden dragon form in his body. However, that thing did not have the slightest bit of resistance in front of the poisonous snake formed from the black aura. It only touched it slightly and instantly collapsed.

Fang Ziyu's body was quickly enveloped by this black aura, and she was instantly unable to move, not even the most skilled spatial distortion technique.

A painful howl came from the black gas, gradually becoming weak from the high pitch, and finally disappearing into oblivion.

After a hundred breaths of time, the black aura suddenly flooded into Fang Ziyu's body. When the girl who closed her eyes opened her eyes again, there was only pitch black in her eyes.

She suddenly knelt down on one knee towards the black-robed man and said.

"Greetings, Lord Valley Master."

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