Chapter 11 Serving at the Side

Lu Chang'an watched the two talking, but he couldn't hear anything.

They also knew that they were being treated as outsiders and excluded.

The fact that the Golden Sun Dharma King was willing to retreat after suffering such a humiliating defeat suggests that the Rakshasa Demon Ancestor must have made some kind of deal with him.

However, for now, he should be out of danger.

Lu Chang'an, however, could not be happy.

It's obvious that this is a puppet emperor.

He still has to do it.

...

"Does Master mean that the young emperor has Han blood flowing in his veins, so he cannot die, and the Han lineage must continue, thus splitting the world?"

Gu Wushuang thought for a moment and then said.

A glint of ambition flashed in Ye Qingling's eyes: "It's not about dividing the world, but about putting it on the right track, ideally under the control of my Rakshasa Sect."

"In the past, when the Han emperor ruled the country, the world was prosperous, the people lived in peace and contentment, the incense was burning brightly, the sects had no shortage of people to spread the teachings, and the country had no shortage of brave and chivalrous people. Although the righteous and the demonic paths could not stand each other, they managed to live in peace for more than a hundred years."

"Since the alien cavalry marched south, the cultivation world has changed hands, and the war between the righteous and the demonic has broken out. In today's world, the common people are in grave danger, and there are very few cultivators left. Even our demonic cultivators cannot use the Soul-Suppressing Banner to take in more than a few people."

Upon hearing this, Gu Wushuang felt a pang of sadness.

She was born in such an era.

The nation is in grave danger, and the countryside is filled with starving captives.

Ye Qingling sneered, "Now you see, the Great Yuan has lost the hearts of the people, while the righteous cultivators and mountain practitioners regard ordinary people as worthless ants, living in their own paradise. This is precisely our opportunity, and even more so, the Rakshasa Sect's opportunity!"

Gu Wushuang took a deep breath and asked, "What should I do?"

Ye Qingling glanced in Lu Chang'an's direction, chuckled, and said, "This young emperor has ascended the throne legitimately but has no real power. He carries the blood of the Han people but has no relatives or friends. The Empress Dowager wants to control him and seize control of the government. We should control him even more to expand the influence of the Rakshasa Sect in the Central Plains and raise the status of the Demonic Sect."

"Therefore you cannot kill him, and you must protect him secretly."

Upon hearing this, Gu Wushuang glanced at Lu Ping'an with a hint of disdain, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her delicate brows furrowing: "I still have to protect him?"

"That's right."

Ye Qingling nodded emphatically.

"The purpose of our trip to the capital was to investigate the Empress's scandalous past. Now that we're sending him back, you can stay by his side as his bodyguard and protect him. I'm sorry to trouble you."

Upon hearing this, Gu Wushuang was on the verge of tears.

What's so special about this?

A personal maid?

She protested, "Master, I am the acting sect leader, practically half a sect leader. If you make me serve this brat, what will happen to the affairs of the sect?"

"Can't we send other disciples?"

Ye Qingling put on a serious face and corrected, "What do you mean by 'serving'? You're not a maidservant in the same room. I'm just asking you to protect his safety. As for manpower, I have my own plans. The position of sect leader is inherently complicated and can interfere with cultivation. I plan to let your junior sister, Lü Qing, do it."

As if realizing her tone had been too harsh, she softened it slightly and continued, "You are not alone. Other disciples of the Rakshasa Sect will also be arriving in the capital one after another to await your orders. Your task, in addition to protecting the young emperor, is to also monitor the court, especially the movements of that demon empress. Every single move you make must be reported to me."

Gu Wushuang's face still showed reluctance. She had never liked this young emperor, and he was also her inner demon.

She will kill him sooner or later to prove her point.

How is she supposed to prove herself now?!

Gu Wushuang hesitated and said, "Master, I am currently at a critical juncture in breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm. Is such a difficult task a bit...?"

Seeing that she was about to use cultivation as an excuse again, Ye Qingling immediately interrupted her: "Cultivation is not something to be rushed. A hundred years ago, you were able to reach the tenth level of the Divine Power Realm, which is enough to show your outstanding talent. It doesn't matter if you are a few years slower. Unlike sects, the palace has many affairs, so it should be more beneficial to cultivation."

"But I..."

"That's an order."

Gu Wushuang was interrupted again before she could finish speaking.

Master seemed determined to complete this plan.

Ye Qingling carefully instructed, "I assigned you because firstly, your personality is the most cautious and reliable; secondly, you are highly capable enough to protect the young emperor; and thirdly, your background is that of someone from the capital, so your disguise will not be exposed. In any case, you are the most suitable person."

In the end, I will still have to return to the place of heartbreak.

Gu Wushuang sighed, "This disciple obeys."

The two finally finished their discussion, while Lu Chang'an was almost asleep waiting on the other side.

He stayed up all night and didn't sleep at all; he was incredibly tired.

Upon seeing the two women approaching, he immediately snapped out of his daze and went up to strike up a conversation.

"This junior greets the fairy sister."

Upon hearing this address, Ye Qingling smiled slightly beneath her black veil.

A cool, mature voice, tinged with amusement, said, "You certainly know how to talk."

Lu Chang'an flashed a bright white smile and chuckled, "Sister, what are you saying? I'm just telling the truth."

The woman before us is a super-invincible female demon with a fearsome reputation dating back to the previous dynasty.

They must be served properly.

Ye Qingling said leisurely, "Wu Shuang told me everything about you."

"Your Majesty is not only intelligent and quick-witted, but also very courageous and decisive. Given more time, he may very well become a wise ruler. It is a pity that the wicked empress is causing trouble, preventing Your Majesty from ruling in person. It is truly regrettable."

"But Your Majesty, rest assured, although our Rakshasa Demon Ancestor Mountain is a demonic sect, it is still concerned about the common people and will definitely help Your Majesty escape from this sea of ​​suffering."

Faced with the promise made by the witch, Lu Chang'an made up his mind.

They were hiding something from me just now; they really were discussing something.

It is estimated that Rakshasa Demon Ancestor Mountain also wants to use me to develop its own power in the Great Yuan Dynasty.

In a sense, she was similar to the Empress Dowager.

Neither side is a good person.

They're all acting in their own self-interest.

However, he was able to mediate between them and reap the benefits.

There's a saying: "Drive a tiger to devour a wolf."

Lu Chang'an's eyes darted around, and he bowed and thanked them, saying, "If that day ever comes, I will be eternally grateful and will certainly do my utmost to honor the ancestral mountain and serve our nation's religion."

Having received the young emperor's promise, Ye Qingling nodded in satisfaction.

He then gestured towards Gu Wushuang.

Gu Wushuang understood immediately.

"Let's go."

"Where to?"

"Go back to Beijing."

Gu Wushuang glanced at Lu Chang'an and said indifferently.

Just as I expected.

Lu Chang'an was not surprised when he heard the news.

What does this back-and-forth arrangement mean?

Was it all just a dream?

He stared at the face beneath the dark veil of the Demon Ancestor Rakshasa for a while, and vaguely saw a playful smile.

For some reason, Lu Chang'an always had a bad feeling when he saw the old ancestor's smile.

That's right, they have ill intentions.

In addition, there's a feeling of a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law.