Qi Xuansu suddenly recalled the Daoist Order’s original philosophy—the more friends, the better; the fewer enemies, the better.0

This was how the Holy Xuan unified the Daoist Order and brought about its revival. All its development to this day has centered around one word—unity. The three Daoist sects must unite, and so must the Three Religions.0

Qi Xuansu then inexplicably recalled a saying that what a ruler used to rise would also be what brings their downfall. But he quickly dismissed the thought. That was something for the distant future. Whether that day would ever come, he likely would not live to see it.0

He let out a sigh, thinking that he had gone through so much in the past year—Zhang Yuelu’s assassination, the flying ship crash at the Kunlun Pass, the fall of the Yinglong Warship at the shores of Lake Cuowenbu, the major cases at Purple Immortal Mountain, Jiangling Prefecture, and Jinling Prefecture, and now in the Imperial Capital. With Zhang Yuelu’s continued influence, even if Qi Xuansu had a heart of stone, he could not remain...0