Dragon's Origin

Chapter 383: It's Better to Do It Yourself (Part 2)

Without a word, the three old eunuchs agreed and were about to leave, but the Emperor stopped them.

"It is said that when Marquis Changsheng was in the first village, he promised a small eunuch that he would give him the hand of the commander." The Emperor said with a cold face, "You guys should take care of this matter as well!"

Everyone was stunned, but no one expressed any objection. They agreed again, turned around, and left.

"Your Majesty, there's no rush. They don't know anything. When the time comes, things will naturally fall into place." Empress slowly enlightened the Emperor after the three old monks left.

"I understand." The Emperor nodded, looking at his beautiful Empress with a smile, "I was too impatient. I won't be like this in the future."

"Since that's the case, then there's no need to let Marquis Changsheng decide. Wouldn't it be better for Your Majesty to deal with it directly and tell Marquis Changsheng the result?" Empress gently advised.

After pondering for a while, the Emperor nodded in agreement. Letting Wang Sheng decide would actually make Wang Sheng bear the reputation of killing people. If he dealt with it himself, Wang Sheng wouldn't have to take the blame.

Wang Sheng didn't know any of this was happening, and he wouldn't have cared even if he did.

While various parties were making a fuss in the past few days, everything was normal in the Marquis's residence. In this atmosphere, Master Yu and the group of imperial musicians re-notated many songs using the staff. Master Yu was suddenly inspired one day and played a famous song from this world on the piano.

When Wang Sheng heard this adapted piano piece, it also meant that the initial goal of musical intercommunication between the two worlds had been achieved. The virtual staff became solid, and Wang Sheng could once again advance to complete the Qiuniu Transformation.

Compared to completing the Qiuniu Transformation, Wang Sheng could ignore the small changes in Runzi Workshop at any time. Moreover, if Wang Sheng was anxious, others would take advantage of it. If he ignored them, they would become a mess themselves.

He took Mei'er straight to the Old Lord Temple, as there was no safer place than here. Even the three old monks of the royal family didn't dare to break in casually. Would those with ulterior motives dare to enter?

As soon as the Grand Master saw Wang Sheng, he immediately said, "Elder, you are an elder of my Old Lord Temple. Our Old Lord Temple's elders cannot be bullied. Elder, if you nod your head, you will see the heads of all participants tonight."

As another local tyrant in the capital, the Old Lord Temple only behaved in a low-key manner on weekdays, without showing aggression or expansion. However, this did not mean that the Old Lord Temple was easy to bully. The guards sent by the Old Lord Temple had already told the Grand Master everything that had happened these days, but since Wang Sheng had not acted, the Grand Master had not acted either, waiting to ask Wang Sheng's opinion.

"No hurry!" Wang Sheng smiled and rejected the Grand Master's suggestion, "There are many people who can kill, why should we wade into this muddy water?"

"Really don't need it?" The Grand Master frowned slightly. If Wang Sheng was always bullied, the reputation of the Old Lord Temple would not be very good.

"Don't worry, you will see the result in a few days." Wang Sheng smiled inscrutable and didn't say much.

"That's fine too." The Grand Master nodded, but he was still a little unwilling, "Then we can't let them have a good time. Even if we don't kill the main culprit, we have to give them nightmares every day."

Wang Sheng had no objection to this. Wang Sheng firmly believed that the Grand Master could do it, especially since he was doing it for himself, so he had even less objection.

That night, many people started having nightmares. Whenever someone felt uncomfortable while sleeping and opened their eyes to find a pile of Runzi Workshop's cosmetic bottles and jars inexplicably on their bed, they would feel that they were definitely in a dream, and a nightmare at that.

The most important thing was that there were experts guarding not far from these people's bedrooms, but they didn't notice anything at all. Some were lucky enough to notice something, but those lucky guards had been subdued as soon as they noticed something was wrong, unable to move, let alone make a sound.

The fear of losing their heads in their sleep at any time made these people not know how to deal with it. They couldn't eat, they couldn't sleep, and they were like they had lost their souls.

The stewards in charge of the various manors didn't know what kind of fear their masters were suffering, and they were still at a loss, waiting for their masters to solve it. However, the masters of all parties were so frightened that they didn't dare to go out casually, increased the number of guards several times, and had others taste the food before they dared to touch it.

Those Runzi Workshop bottles and jars made a group of people suddenly realize that they had done something wrong. Was Runzi Workshop, Marquis Changsheng, really that weak and easy to bully?

After receiving the royal notification, Wang Sheng asked someone to go back and relay the message. After settling Mei'er in the Old Lord Temple, Wang Sheng recuperated in the Sutra Pavilion for a day. After that, Wang Sheng began to advance.

This time was different from the last time. The last time Wang Sheng tempered his body with spiritual energy, there was almost no movement in the world. Even if there was, it was in a place that people couldn't find. This time, as soon as Wang Sheng started to advance, thunder began to strike out of nowhere around the Old Lord Temple.

Without wind and clouds, without rain clouds covering the sky, there was thunder in the drought, and it was a series of explosions, which was surprising.

Wang Sheng was half-lying on a deck chair, and the spiritual energy around him formed two huge vortexes in mid-air. It still poured into Wang Sheng's body from top to bottom along Wang Sheng's ears, and then strengthened Wang Sheng's ears from the inside out. After washing around other parts of the body, it finally rushed into the Yuanshen space.

The staff on the misty wall behind the piano key path had also been broken, and the Yuanshen was once again shrouded in a cloud of white mist, and nothing could be seen clearly.

This was a normal process of change during the Yuanshen's advancement. Wang Sheng had experienced it many times and was not unfamiliar with it at all. Wang Sheng's consciousness quietly observed, waited, and felt everything that happened in the Yuanshen space.

Spiritual energy that was many times larger than the previous few times poured in from both ears. At the beginning, Wang Sheng only felt a buzzing in his ears, and it took a long time to slowly adapt.

The sound of thunder kept ringing, and it slowly dissipated after two hours. However, this did not mean that the spiritual energy tempering had been completed. It had only changed from earth-shattering to silent, but the spiritual energy pouring into Wang Sheng's body had not decreased at all.

Countless spiritual energy rushed into the Yuanshen space and into the Yuanshen. Wang Sheng's consciousness was immersed in it and he didn't know how long it had passed. Finally, with a bang, the white smoke enveloping the Yuanshen suddenly dissipated, revealing the appearance of the Yuanshen after the change.

Qiuniu finally revealed its true face in Wang Sheng's Yuanshen space.