Many guards, eunuchs, and palace maids within the Royal Palace were involved in the rebellion, suffering deaths and injuries.
The court's army ca to take over,, and regardless of whether they were bewitched by demons or not, all were suppressed and executed, with the slain soldiers' bodies piling up like mountains.
Even now, no one has repaired the damaged parts of the Royal Palace.
Although the corpses have been cleared and the experts from Qingcheng Mountain have conducted rituals, the emptiness remains, and walking through it still sends shivers down one's spine.
The only place with lights in the palace is the Eastern Palace.
But after the patrol officers pass by, they subconsciously keep their distance.
The Fifth Prince, now the King of Chengdu, resides there.
What transpired in Chengdu, although silenced, is well understood by everyone, from the common folk to officials.
This King of Chengdu is now utterly isolated.
Many families in Chengdu Prefecture have lost mbers, with almost every household hanging white banners, cursing endlessly.
Outside the Shu King Palace, garbage often piles up, with people urinating and defiling the area; even after the governnt office cleans it up, it reappears the next day.
Gradually, they've beco indifferent.
Officials in Chengdu Prefecture shun him.
Everyone knows that drawing near to the Shu King lineage is courting disaster, even Shu's great Confucian master, Yang Duo, has abandoned him.
Of course, no one dares to go too far.
Xiao Jinghong's maternal family is, after all, the Cheng Family.
Cheng Jianxian suppressed Shu for decades, revered as an Immortal by the people, and with his dying sword stroke, warded off evil, his feats and reputation widely known.
Many in Chengdu Prefecture have set up Changsheng tablets in his tribute.
The tomb beside Wuhou Temple is piled high with offerings, consistently surrounded by incense since the burial.
Xiao Jinghong was able to beco the King of Chengdu, largely due to this.
But that's the extent of it.
With the Sword Immortal dead, the Cheng Family is equally dissatisfied with him...
Within the Eastern Palace's grand hall, the candles flicker softly.
Without palace maids to clean, many areas are dust-filled, and cracks from the earthquake remain unrepaired.
Cold wind whistles in, causing the candles to sway unpredictably.
In the hall sits only Xiao Jinghong.
His face dark, clutching the Blood Robe worn by the Princess Consort upon her death, he sits alone on the throne, silently gazing at the bright moon outside the window.
The flickering candlelight casts shadows on his face…
...
Li Yan also gazes at the moon.
Beside Jinjiang, a Dragon Girl Temple has been erected.
Li Yan had once promised to help the Dragon Lady gather incense and build a temple.
Lately, he has been busy with this task.
Originally, building a temple wasn't simple, requiring the approval of both the court and the Mystic Sect, along with local faith.
But after the palace battle, these barriers disappeared.
The Qingcheng Sect's Ling Yun personally handled the matter, wielding the Sect Leader's Order, and conducted a grand ritual, obtaining an Imperial Decree from the governnt office, enshrining her as the "Erald Wave Spirit Lord".
The acts of curse-breaking by Chengdu Prefecture are widely spread.
In a short ti, the Dragon Girl Temple flourished.
The locals aren't foolish, knowing the temple houses a true deity, offering devout worship, hoping the Dragon Lady will bless Chengdu with favorable weather and fewer calamities.
At this hour, the Dragon Girl Temple is silent and deserted.
Wang Daoxuan and others erge, standing beside Li Yan.
"Can we really go inside?"
Sha Lifei's face is full of excitent, his voice trembling.
This endeavor wasn't for nothing.
The Dragon Lady's promised reward is the treasure of the Dragon Palace's Water Mansion.
"Of course you can."
Li Yan chuckled silently, "Just worried you won't be able to carry it..."
Before the words faded, the water on Jinjiang began to surge.
Dense white fog spread from the center of the water, quickly enveloping the shore, surrounding everyone.
Li Yan and the others imdiately sat cross-legged, soon falling into a dream...
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