Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 887 - 732: Can’t Look Directly

Chapter 887: Chapter 732: Can’t Look Directly

Master Zhongliu had the heavy responsibility of overseeing Shaanxi and balancing Dasiming, preventing him from staying long in the Heavenly Court.

He had a brief look around Li Xuan’s "Heavenly Court" and then hurriedly departed.

As he was leaving, Master Zhongliu left Li Xuan Silver Coin and various materials worth forty-seven million yuan.

This was all of his savings, used to order three thousand sets of "Black Gold Divine Armor" and fifty sets of "Black Gold Divine Armor" from the Shenqi Union.

Master Zhongliu had been maintaining a force of three thousand in his "Divine Army of Zhongliu," who were powerful soldiers refined through special Secret Techniques and medicinal body tempering, all meeting the standard of the fifth house level. They all voluntarily shortened their lifespan to gain strong physiques.

This endowed them with extremely formidable combat capabilities, which enabled them to directly confront thirty thousand Mongolian Iron Cavalry on the battlefield.

At their peak, it’s said they once reached nine thousand strong. Hundreds of years ago, during the southern invasion of the Meng Wu, they defended Xiangyang and inflicted heavy losses on the Meng Wu.

Unfortunately, thereafter Master Zhongliu’s financial resources gradually became strained, and the numbers of the "Divine Army of Zhongliu" decreased, never returning to their former state.

Master Zhongliu’s intention was to offer this army to Li Xuan’s Heavenly Court as his direct forces—as a Marshal of Heavenly Court, meaning it was akin to bringing assets into a partnership.

The Lianshen Army consisted of living people, but in the future, whether they died in battle or of old age, they could all be transformed into heavenly soldiers.

And the "Black Gold Divine Armor" was sufficiently capacious that even the living could wear it; it was not limited only to ghostly spirits.

Li Xuan could not have asked for more; he was now focused only on expanding this cake.

The strength of the Heavenly Court directly determined Li Xuan’s authority and also affected the strength of the "Divine Power" in the Rule of Extreme Heaven.

And Master Zhongliu had paid a huge price, so naturally, after receiving his divine talisman, his mana significantly increased, and he was recognized as "Extreme Heaven."

Accordingly, this person’s future divine status, and even life and honor, would also depend on him.

Li Xuan would love to have more figures like Master Zhongliu, who came providing their own supplies.

It was different from the situation where in the third generation Heavenly Court, the Sanguan Great Emperor, Liuyu Grand Emperor, and Emperors of Five Directions each had their own territories—

In respect for Master Zhongliu, Li Xuan personally escorted him out of the Capital City. As he waved goodbye, Li Xuan thought it was time to schedule the construction of a second Solar Furnace.

Currently, just Master Zhongliu alone accounted for 45% of the "Solar Furnace’s" generating capacity. His "Solar Furnace" only had 35% power redundancy, and he must build a second "Solar Furnace" for backup power soon.

But the thought of the Solar Furnace’s fifty million yuan cost made Li Xuan’s head ache.

It probably wouldn’t require fifty million yuan, as Leng Yurou, with her first experience, would definitely reduce the cost significantly.

But still, it would not be less than forty million, and many materials would also need to be purchased with money.

The natural treasures Li Xuan had looted from East Island had mostly been consumed; there were no stocks left.

After Li Xuan returned to the Heavenly Court, he checked his storeroom and found that he only possessed three hundred and eighty million yuan in various materials and Silver Coin.

Then he sat on his throne for a long time without a sound or movement.

Li Xuan thought to himself, how long had it been since he pillaged East Island? Only just over half a year? The wallet he had struggled to fill up was already half depleted.

Would this remaining money last until the day of financial balance?

After some thought, Li Xuan felt desperate and his scalp tingled.

The only sources of pure income he had now were the two thousand acres of farm manor bestowed by The Court, and the revenue sharing from Earl Chengyi’s mansion.

Together, these sources would bring about five hundred and twenty thousand yuan annually. This year, by selling the seeds of maize, potatoes, and sweet potatoes, he estimated an additional income of seven million yuan.

The factory co-invested with the Shenqi Union had also started a few months ago. Whether it was the cotton mill, the silk reeling mill, or the wool weaving mill, business was booming, estimated to bring Li Xuan eight million yuan of patterned silver annually.

—But compared to his annual expenses of several hundred million yuan, these were like a drop in the bucket.

The situation might improve in the future, but right now his "Heavenly Court" was just established, and money was needed in all areas.

The third generation Heavenly Court had once boasted a million soldiers, twelve marshals, and over a hundred divine generals. If Li Xuan wanted to firmly seat himself as the "Heaven Emperor," he couldn’t be worse than Haotian, right?

This meant he needed at least twelve "Solar Furnaces," one million sets of "Black Gold Divine Armor"—

And the faith source of the "Xuanhuang" would be a bottomless pit for a very long period into the future.

He was emulating Jingdong and Taobao, investing money to cultivate consumer habits, and currently, he couldn’t stop.

Li Xuan pondered for a long time, yet couldn’t think of any strategies for increasing revenue or cutting costs, so he could only sigh quietly to himself, somewhat resigned, and turned his attention back to solving some of the backlogged issues beneath his throne.

This thing was like an automatic answering machine with only simple intelligence. It could only respond to some basic questions according to the program set by Li Xuan.

But for some more complex issues that weren’t urgent, the "Heaven Emperor’s Throne" couldn’t handle them, so they were put off for Li Xuan to deal with personally.

Within the interior of the Heaven Emperor’s Throne, there was a set of guidelines and a selection method personally established by Li Xuan. He wouldn’t let just any random prayers come before him.

Those who qualified for Li Xuan’s personal intervention were either his temple mages or exceptionally devout believers, or those with a significant influence in society.

But after sensing for a while, Li Xuan couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

"Wanting to marry? The girl Xiaoqing from the neighbor’s house is quite good? Fuck, you’re over thirty and still coveting someone’s twelve-year-old girl; you definitely deserve divine punishment!"

"Wanting to get rich? Preferably by having a large box of money fall from the sky? I’d like that too, so why hasn’t money fallen from the sky for me?"

"Tonight you want to meet with Yunluo from the brothel and aspire to a victorious battle through the night, undefeated? That—forgive me, cannot be done. You’re already in your fifties or sixties, without any cultivation, better take it easy."

These followers were devout, but their prayers were more bizarre one after another, so Li Xuan simply ignored them.

However, Li Xuan took note of this matter, thinking that developing this type of "invincible in prolonged battle" divine technique wouldn’t be difficult.

Yet Li Xuan hesitated, as this divine technique indeed had great potential and could rival the "God of Wealth" in prospects, but he felt it didn’t quite match his "Heaven Emperor" style.

He didn’t want people later to think of the "Mysterious Yellow Emperor" and say, "Oh, the one who can make people invincible at night."

Li Xuan continued browsing.

"The dog next door is too noisy, want it to die? You’ve got the wrong person,"

"Want to get rich? Fuck off!"

"Your wife is bedridden, maybe due to evil spirits. No money at home, so you want to ask the divine to expel the spirits? This I can handle."

Li Xuan even added a procedure in his Emperor’s throne to deal with such cases.

Although it wasn’t the believer themselves suffering from the evil spirits, he couldn’t just stand idly by in such cases.

It’s merely a cleansing mantra, and the incense power provided by this person in a year is sufficient to repay this spell three times.

Li Xuan considered himself like an insurance company, where the willpower provided by the followers was the premium.

An insurance company is definitely a profitable business, but it requires enough credibility to keep the business going.

"Want a child? Three years childless, criticized by the family, desire to bear a male child, but I don’t handle progeny issues,"

Li Xuan was thinking this when he suddenly sensed something.

This female believer, could she have a cold womb?

Without hesitation, Li Xuan sent a "Minor Yang Spell" her way. This spell could temporarily alleviate a cold womb but only for three months.

Whether she could conceive during this period was up to fate—

He then added another procedure in his "Emperor’s Throne" for future cases where he encountered believers with a cold womb, allowing him to handle it with the "Minor Yang Spell" or similar techniques.

Li Xuan fell into deep thought again. He thought this technique of his, "invincible in prolonged battle," could perhaps be combined with fertility.

In his world, the most widely believed divine beings, maintaining their prominence up to modern times, included the "God of Wealth," "Marriage," "Wenchang," and "Champion Bodhisattva."

Those advertisements for treating infertility were plastered all over the streets.

Just treating impotence seemed too low, but if it’s about "granting children," that sounded much more elevated.

As Li Xuan pondered this, his mind suddenly shifted, sensing a green haze rising up towards the sky from the direction of Tubo, finally gathering into a thick divine power and entering the Tianxingtai space.

Li Xuan wondered secretly, considering he had never dispatched any temple priests or mages to Tubo.

Tubo was the territory of the Tibetan Esoteric Buddhism, and Li Xuan did not intend to compete with those living Buddhas for followers.

Unable to figure it out, Li Xuan directly projected his Primordial Spirit there.

The next moment, Li Xuan found himself in a splendidly ornate temple.

His Primordial Spirit could not move, likely housed within his own divine statue. Outside, a large group of lamas and people were leading thousands of followers in worship towards him.

Further sensing around him, Li Xuan discovered that these people were not worshipping the Mysterious Yellow Emperor, but "Champion Bodhisattva."

The Spirit of Li Xuan was attached to a Buddha statue that greatly resembled him in facial features.

—So was this still under the system of Tibetan Esoteric Buddhism?

But Li Xuan still couldn’t understand, those living Buddhas indeed revered him, even feared him, but not yet to the extent of erecting a statue and dedicating a Buddha name for him.

The next moment, Li Xuan’s thoughts stuttered as he saw a familiar "woman" in the crowd, none other than the Queen of Bashe, Chang Yingying.

Li Xuan’s emotions at that moment were indescribable.

Last June, before and after Li Xuan led his troops to attack Xiangyang, the Luchuan Tu Division officially took up arms.

Since the royal court of Bashe was very close to the Luchuan, the Queen of Bashe had no choice but to return to Tubo to oversee the overall situation.

Li Xuan thought this troublesome connection had finally ended. He hadn’t expected the Queen of Bashe to contact him again in this manner.

The woman truly had intentions—

Just as Li Xuan was silently appraising the situation, he saw the Queen of Bashe suddenly wave her sleeve.

The lamas and worshiping public immediately filed out, eventually leaving no one in the hall but the Queen of Bashe. The doors were tightly closed by several lamas.

Li Xuan found it curious, wondering what this serpent intended to do by driving the people out.

Then he saw the Queen of Bashe biting her fingertip, gazing at him dreamily, her face subtly expressing affection.

Li Xuan immediately had a bad premonition, and the next moment, he saw the Queen of Bashe suddenly reveal her half-human, half-snake demonic body. Her serpentine body then slithered directly in front of Li Xuan’s Buddha figure.

Seeing this, Li Xuan knew what the Queen of Bashe intended to do.

The scenes that followed, he completely could not bear to watch, and immediately withdrew his Primordial Spirit.

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