They saw him as a savior, a guardian deity. Such sentints began to flourish.
The mont Lin Tang touched the National Guardian dal, he felt it. The feeling was very peculiar! It was intangible and inscrutable, pure and clear, yet utterly incomprehensible. And yet, he could draw a mysterious power from it, a blessing that could continuously boost his strength!
However, Lin Tang also discovered that this mysterious power could not be completely controlled at will. For instance, when he was dealing with personal matters, it barely stirred. But when he focused on serving the public good and benefiting the masses, it beca exceptionally lively. He didn't even need to deliberately control it; the power would enhance itself automatically.
Is this National Destiny Power?
Lin Tang once again found himself in deep admiration of his master, the Seer of Heavenly Secrets.
What level of cultivation would one need to truly perceive and wield this power? What I'm doing now can't be considered truly 'wielding' it. If the National Destiny Power were a cannonball, I'm more like the cannon platform. My master, the Seer of Heavenly Secrets, is the one who creates and uses the cannonballs.
Although he hadn't conducted any actual experints and didn't know his exact strength with the National Destiny Power's blessing, Lin Tang was filled with an inexplicable sense of boundless pride and confidence. It seed there was nothing to fear. Even if the entire host of gods and deities descended in person, he would dare to fight them head-on!
Previously, he had been so oppressed by the re aura of the Mystic Maiden's incarnation that he couldn't even move. Now, his intuition told him that the Mystic Maiden's aura could no longer suppress him!
Perhaps because the national destiny was continuously rising, Jiang Mulu's frail deanor also gradually vanished, replaced by a vibrant energy. She radiated a healthy glow.
"State Preceptor Long, I have already ntioned our relationship to my father, and he wasn't opposed. In fact, he was quite supportive," Jiang Mulu said as she approached Lin Tang, her tone seemingly casual but her eyes filled with anticipation. "He even suggested that we make our marriage public and hold a grand wedding ceremony... I don't mind either way, but what do you think?"
"A wedding?" Lin Tang was stunned.
I recall getting a flash marriage certificate with Shen Youling the very day we t, and we never had a wedding. Am I going to have one now? And with another woman...
"You don't want to? Then I'll explain it clearly to my father. He should be able to understand." Seeing that Lin Tang didn't respond, a flicker of sadness crossed Jiang Mulu's eyes. She quickly chased it away, sternly reminding herself:
My previous lovestruck foolishness nearly got Lin Tang and everyone else killed. From now on, I can't be like that again!
Then, she spoke in an understanding tone.
"Not at all. We can hold one. I'd be happy to," Lin Tang said with a smile.
Besides, I'll be using Long Tianji's face for the wedding. Shen Youling will never know... Ahem, so what is there to be afraid of?
"Really? That's great! I'll go and tell Dad right away," Jiang Mulu said, leaping up happily. "You just focus on your cultivation. The wedding details won't waste any of your ti. You just have to show up on the day." She then excitedly ran off to call Jiang Shan.
Nearby, Wei Zichu's lips pursed, and she was on the verge of tears. She wanted a wedding too!
Seeing her expression, Lin Tang wrapped her soft, fragrant body in his arms. "If you want one, I'll talk to Mulu. You can both wear wedding dresses and marry at the sa ti!"
"...Let's not. That sort of thing isn't accepted in Central Earth," she replied. "It could damage your image as the State Preceptor, provoke public disdain, and in turn, lower your National Destiny Power."
If it affected the national destiny and weakened Lin Tang's overall strength, he could be defeated or injured by a powerful enemy. She would regret that for the rest of her life. She still knew her priorities.
Thus, as the joyous news that State Preceptor Long would be marrying the Central Earth Princess was announced, it once again stirred up a massive uproar on the Central Earth internet!
Jiang Mulu's identity was well-hidden; her true face had not been revealed. People didn't know what she looked like, but rumors described her as a lively and beautiful young woman. And very young!
"I admit State Preceptor Long is very powerful, and he's willing to protect us common folk. I'm very impressed and moved. But he's a middle-aged man. Isn't it inappropriate for him to marry such a young princess?"
"Exactly! At his age, the State Preceptor is practically in the sa generation as our sovereign. It's simply shaless for him to marry the sovereign's daughter!"
"An old cow eating young grass?"
"Isn't the most outrageous thing that Heavenly King Long... I an, State Preceptor Long, already held a grand consort selection ceremony? He had already chosen his queen back then. He's already married, so why is he marrying again?"
"Because he's the State Preceptor, he gets special privileges? If any of us ordinary people did this, it would be bigamy! It's so unfair!"
"What era are we in? Still pulling this kind of stuff..."
Even though people had placed their hopes on Long Tianji, expecting him to lead the charge and protect all life when the Underdwellers invaded the human world, many still spoke out against the marriage announcent, so opposing it, others mocking it.
Imdiately, Lin Tang sensed the national destiny connected to the National Guardian dal drop significantly, just like a falling stock price.
Lin Tang was left speechless. He never expected that such a trivial matter could affect the national destiny and, consequently, his overall strength.
It seems that regardless of national destiny, external power is ultimately unreliable! The only thing that truly counts is the strength from one's own cultivation!
Lin Tang thought this, further cautioning himself not to beco arrogant just because of the boost from the national destiny. Otherwise, if the national destiny were to vanish one day while his own progress had stagnated, that would be truly ironic!
Cultivate. I must continue to cultivate!
He cast aside all distractions and once again entered seclusion.
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