nd can override the monastery rules.As usual, Ku Di would always argue his point. Even if the other party was the abbot, Guan Shi Yin Temple had its own principles.But for some reason, today I feel a...Du Ruhui opened his mouth, instinctively wanting to dissuade him, telling Zhuang Gaoxian not to insult Song Xiangjiang such a person.

But in the end, it still didn't say anything.

As his Imperial Tutor and State Minister, he understood Zhuang Gao's envy very well.

He achieved the status of a true master, defeating all his powerful enemies. He slayed the ruthless warlord Han Yin and brought the state of Zhuang to its peak. At this time, Zhuang Gao'en was at his most spirited and arrogant.

Some advice, he may not be able to take it in.

Those mindless demons, silent in their stone coffins. As if observing with cold eyes, these so-called intelligent beings, engaged in what they perceive as their own affairs. These beings who claim to possess wisdom, are missing something.

Zhuang Gao Xian dragged the aging Song Hengjiang with one hand, and finally arrived at the glass pavilion.

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Of course, his eyesight far surpassed Jiang Wang's. At a glance, he could see that this glass coffin had some kind of connection with the stone coffins in the outer circular cave.

And the woman sealed beneath chains and talismans, the power hidden within her, made him raise an eyebrow in surprise.

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“Is this your explanation You raised a stronger demon by using those outside demons” Zhuang Gao Xian’s voice was extremely cold.

“You should let me stand straight.” The elderly Song Hengjiang said.

In a situation where life and death were entirely subject to human control, his first request was to stand properly.

"Oh. Oh."

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Zhuang Gaoxian nodded slightly. He responded with two sounds, their meanings entirely different, so he simply let go of his hand.

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“Why don't you take another good look at her” Song Hengjiang asked with a stoic expression.

“Just a mindless demon, what's there to be...” Zhuang Gao Xian stopped halfway through his sentence, his voice turning colder: “What are you trying to say”

By this point, Song Hengjiang had nothing left to worry about.

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When the worst-case scenario arrived, he felt surprisingly lighthearted.

"Don't you think so" He looked at Zhuang Gaoxian with a sad expression: "You resemble her very much."

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"Nonsensical!" Zhuang Gaoxian coldly rebuked. "A dignified figure like Qingjiang Shuijun, to be so unfounded For the sake of survival, you would really say anything!"

"Indeed, you are rather ordinary and not nearly as beautiful as her," Song Hengjiang glanced back at the glazed coffin and then returned his gaze to Zhuang Gao Xian. "But that is because Zhuang Chengqian is simply too ugly. In the Zhuangwang Palace, wouldn't there be a portrait of your grandmother"

Of course, there was her portrait in the palace of King Zhuang. Zhuang Gaoen had certainly seen it. That's why he later acted so disgracefully.

At first, he hadn't even thought in that direction at all.

"Ridiculous!" he said.

"Have you ever wondered, about your grandmother, why she's lying here, at the bottom of Qingjiang River"

"Master Qingjiang, you truly are a slippery one. How could this demon..."

Song Hengjiang interrupted his self-deception: “Because before she went mad, she was a water demon, she is my younger sister!”

Du Ruhui remained silent.

At this moment, he finally understood. The strange smile in Song Hengjiang's eyes outside the demon cave, what did it mean

Zhuang Gaoxian's body flowed with the blood of the water race!

He is a hybrid of human and water, not a pure human.

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Originally...he was not qualified to be the king.

The name is not right, the words are not smooth, and the body shape is not suitable.

This is the real matter that could shake the very foundations of the Zhuang nation!

Once exposed, Jing Guo would first deny that he was Zhuang Gao Xian.

However, what confused him was—it is true that a mixed-blood could completely lose their aquatic features, but Zhuang Gaoxian was already a living person of the present day. How could he be unaware of his own bloodline

How did he ascend to the throne and go through the ceremony of enfeoffment on Yujing Mountain

As the prime minister of the state of Zhuang, Du Ruhui, who had been in power for so many years, discovered for the first time that this country actually concealed so many secrets!

"Your sister becoming a demon has nothing to do with me!" Zhuang Gaoxian was still struggling: "My father is Emperor Ren, and my grandfather is Emperor Zhuang Taizu. My grandmother is Empress Xiaoci Gao, Xi Shi!"

“Empress Xiaoci Gao, Xi Wan, was originally named Wanxi and her birth surname was Song.” Song Hengjiang shouted in a sharp voice, “My sister born from the same mother, Song Wanxi!”

He countered, "Otherwise, who do you think I fought for in the bloody battle on Lanhe River Who did the Qingjiang aquatic clan fight for"

"The story is well-written."

Zhuang Gaoen sneered: "Raising demons is a path to death. You think that by going to all lengths to establish a blood relation with me, the Qingjiang water clan can escape this calamity You probably don't know what a true immortal is! I have insight into myself and there is not a trace of water clan bloodline!"

"But as a living person in this world, you must also be able to sense it, something is different, right Because the Zhuang Chengqian who set up the scheme back then was just an ordinary human like us. Even if he did everything perfectly, you could still find the difference, couldn't you"

Song Hengjiang's tone was very firm.

Because what he said was entirely true.

Zhuang Gao's envy was indeed real, knowing he was different. That's why he allowed Song Hengjiang to continue talking.

After attaining the realm of True Accomplishment, he realized his body was not entirely the same as that of ordinary human beings. It was a subtle difference, one he hadn't previously thought much of, attributing it merely to his exceptional talent.

But if that were Zhuang Chengqian's doing, a way for his aquatic bloodline to disappear, then everything would make sense.

And Song Hengjiang continued to narrate: "At first, the demon girl Yu secretly plotted against her, causing Wanxi to meet an unfortunate end... Zhuang Chengqian swore before her body that only his and Wanxi's child would become the ruler of the Zhuang nation. I don't know how he did it, but he really did it. He is often too ruthless, but in this matter, I have nothing to say."

Valley ripples...

Zhuang Gaoxian knew, this was the name of Huaguifei from Zhuang Taizu's harem in those days.

According to the record, he died from a strange disease.

Now it seems there's more to this than meets the eye.

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The Taizu's noble consort, could she actually be a demon woman Could it be that she was the one who killed the virtuous and beloved Empress Gao

"I am not here to listen to your stories." Zhuang Gaoxian was troubled and flustered. Even though he was a renowned expert of the world, with an unyielding heart and shrewdness that was unmatched, he found it hard to accept the fact that he was not a pure human in this sudden realization.

He angrily said, "You just have to say, why raise demons!"

“Because I don’t want to lose my sister.” Song Hengjiang looked straight at him, his wrinkles trembling slightly: “My innocent and kindhearted sister, who went into the palace of King Zhuang full of joy and happiness, now meets me on her deathbed, about to become a cold corpse. I can’t accept this!”

“The only way is to make her demonic. The only way is to make her demonic...”

Song Hengjiang's voice was filled with pain, as if he recalled the hopeless scene from back then: "I only wanted this one way..."

“I know how dangerous this is, I’ve been keeping it a secret from everyone. Including Chengqian and Qingyue.”

His bloodshot eyes glared furiously at Zhuang Gaoxian: “I’ve kept it a secret for 218 years!”

He could have kept it a secret.

But Zhuang Gaoxian insisted on barging in!nd deserted.The sprawling complex of buildings, palaces, pavilions, and gardens, resembled colossal puppets devoid of emotion. They recounted ancient histories, patiently awaiting those fated to under...