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HEAVEN'S OFFICIAL BLESSING (Mo Xiang Tong Xiu)

Among the gods of the heavens, there was a famous laughing stock known throughout the three realms. Legend has it that eight hundred years ago, there was an ancient country within the Central Plains called Xian Le nation. The ancient nation of Xian Le had vast territory, abundant resources and content citizens. The country had four treasures: delicate beauties aplenty, thriving arts & literature, treasures of gold and jewels and last but not least, their renown Royal Highness the Crown Prince. This person, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince....you could say.... was a strange man. The Emperor and Empress considered him to be the apple of their eyes. They doted on him immensely and would often proudly proclaim: “In the future, my son will surely become a wise monarch, leaving a reputable impression for generations to come .” Yet, in the regards of what came with royalty, of riches, power and honor, the Crown Prince had no interest. What he was interested in, quoting the very words he often said to himself, was—— “I want to save the common folks!” The young prince cultivated in earnest. During this time, two short stories became widely circulated. . The first story occurred when he was seventeen years old. That year, the nation of Xian Le held a magnificent Offering to the Gods parade. Although this tradition had already been abandoned for numerous centuries, through surviving ancient texts and verbal stories, one could imagine the grandeur of the event.. Offering to the Gods day, Martial God Main Street. Both sides of the Main Street were overflowing with a sea of people. The aristocrats were seated on top of high buildings as they exchanged friendly chatter; while the imperial guards cleared the way with their impressive armours clinking. Young girls danced gracefully as their snow-white hands scattered flower petals like rain, filling the sky as far as the eye could see. It made people question whether the dancing maidens were more beautiful or the flowers themselves. Melodious notes sounded from within golden carriages and floated throughout the whole Imperial City. Behind honorable guards, sixteen white horses with golden bridles walked side-by-side as they pulled forward a magnificent platform. Located on top of the tall, magnificent platform was the focus of everyone’s attention, there stood the martial artist to perform a show to please the Gods. During the festive heavenly parade, the martial artist would adorn a golden mask, don splendid garments and wield a sword in one hand. He would perform the role of the first military deity in a millennium to have subdued demonic beasts——Martial God Heavenly Emperor Jun Wu. Being selected as the martial artist to perform such a show could be considered equivalent as to receiving the utmost honour, and thus the selection criteria was extremely strict. This year, the one who was chosen was none other than His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. The entire nation was convinced that he would surely be able to become the most marvellous martial artist to perform such a performance since the beginning of time. However, on that day, something unexpected occurred. During that time, the martial god on the magnificent stage was just about to land a killing blow on a demon. This was the most exciting scene, and thus the people on both sides of the Main Street were fired up with passion. The people on the city walls were also becoming more rowdy as they started outdoing each other in sticking their heads out to see, both struggling and shoving. Right at this moment, a young child fell from the top of the city gate tower. DISCLAIMER: This story is not mine, I did not wrote or own this, I really just want to share it to everybody. I am not the translator either. If you have means to support the author please do so. You can find this novel at novelusb.com PS. the cover photo are also not mine. Belongs to Mr. Google

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Chapter 98: Bizarre Game Plan; Doors Open to the Fetus Ghost Thief

Xie Lian blinked. A fargone memory was like a dust-covered picture, and when he tried

to wipe it clean, it was still blurry. He loosened his hand and picked up that flower,

solemn and wordless. Hua Cheng put down the brush too, and quietly grinded the ink,

"What is it?"

"..." Xie Lian smiled, "Nothing. Just, this flower is refreshing, I've always liked it."

It wasn't rare to see offerings of flowers in temples and palaces. Only, most would use

bright reds or purples, large bouquets of fresh flowers or handmade fake ones that

would never wilt. After a pause, Xie Lian said, "Could it be that 'Crimson Rain Sought

Flower' sought for this kind of flower?"

Hua Cheng smiled, "Gege has the premonition of gods."

In between laughter, the two finally completed a set of composition together, and the

subject was still those four verses. Hua Cheng picked it up to admire it, looking very

pleased, "En. Pretty good. Frame it."

Hearing him say "pretty good" Xie Lian "eh"-ed. When he heard "frame it", Xie Lian

"eh"-ed again. "You're not thinking of hanging it on the wall, are you?" If his deceased

teachers were to see Xie Lian's involvement in such a set of composition, they'd

probably rise from the dead to haunt him as a zombie. However, Hua Cheng only

laughed, "No. I'm keeping it for myself. I'm not showing this to anyone."

Just then, the two suddenly heard faint series of screaming from the outside:

"FIRE!"

"FIRE!"

"PARADISE MANOR IS ON FIRE!"

It was exceedingly quiet inside the main hall of Qiandeng temple, and since the two

both possessed stronger than normal senses, the moment they heard they instantly

looked at each other, and Xie Lian blurted, "Paradise Manor again?"

The words already left his lips before he realized it was silly to say "again". Hua Cheng

didn't seem worried, and unhurriedly put away the compositions, "No need to worry.

Gege just sit here and relax. I'll be back shortly."

As if Xie Lian could sit back and relax. "I'll come with you!" He said, and hastily followed,

feeling a little bummed, 'How come every time I come, Paradise Manor gets set on fire?'

His title of God of Misfortune was about to be ratified again. Although this time it had

nothing to do with him, but being sorry was practically a habit by now. The two of them

rushed back to Paradise Manor, and on the way the entire main street was heavy with

smoke, little ghosts and monsters screaming and howling as they ran back and forth

with buckets of water. When they saw Hua Cheng and Xie Lian arriving, they all called

out, "MY LORD! DON'CHA WORRY YER OL' LORDSHIP, THE FIRE AIN'T BIG, IT'S

ALREADY PUT OUT!"

Hua Cheng didn't show any response, but Xie Lian however, let out a breath of relief

and said gently, "Thank goodness! Thanks for everyone's hard work."

The little ghosts hadn't expected any kind of gratitude, and the "thanks for your hard

work" came from the lord's friend no less, so they all became excited with delight, "NOT

HARD! IT'S NOTHIN' MAJOR!" "IT'S OUR DUTY!"

Only then did Xie Lian realize, for him to show gratitude was rather inappropriate

because he wasn't the master of this establishment. However, since Hua Cheng himself

hadn't said anything, if Xie Lian said something it shouldn't be too horrible. He

reprimanded himself mentally and stopped worrying. The two entered Paradise Manor

and looked at where the arson started, and sure enough it was only a small area,

nothing more than the corner of an insignificant small house. No wonder the fire was

extinguished so fast.

Yet, after this was confirmed, Xie Lian became alarmed. He turned to Hua Cheng, "The

arsonist wasn't trying to play an ignorant, gutsy prank, and this wasn't for torching

anything either, more like a red herring, attracting everyone's attention away."

But, if that was the case, what was the distraction for?

In a flash, Xie Lian figured it out, "THAT FETUS SPIRIT!"

Before when they left Paradise Manor, even having walked a long way that fetus spirit

continued to wail and cry, the sound of its sobbing sharp to the ears, even calling for

mom at times. Yet now, that voice was gone!

The two then rushed to a side chamber outside the main hall of Paradise Manor to

check. When the two had left, Hua Cheng had casually placed the clay pot that

contained the fetus spirit on a desk, and before them, that clay pot was still there, but

when Xie Lian reached out and grabbed it, he immediately felt the weight was different;

it was too light. When he opened it, sure enough, there was nothing inside.

There was no way whatever was locked up within the clay pot could break that seal. Xie

Lian immediately said, "Someone let the fetus spirit loose."

Hua Cheng however, didn't look fussed at all, "It was stolen. That thing was injured in

the troop of butterflies and badly wounded. it couldn't get far on its own."

"Then that's easy to take care of." Xie Lian said, "San Lang, does your Paradise Manor

have guards that patrol the premises? See if they saw anyone suspicious."

"There are none." Hua Cheng said.

"..." Xie Lian blinked, "None?"

"Yea. There's never been any." Hua Cheng replied.

No wonder when he snuck around Paradise Manor last time there were no guards to be

seen. Xie Lian had once thought it was because they were hidden too well so he didn't

notice, but he didn't realize there actually weren't any. Slightly stunned, he said, "You're

that lax about Paradise Manor?"

"Gege, have you ever paid attention to the doors in Paradise Manor?" Hua Cheng

asked.

Xie Lian thought about it and replied, "No, I haven't. Could it be there's something

extraordinary about them?"

"Correct." Hua Cheng said.

He pointed at the set of the doors to the side chamber and said, "If one is not the master

of this establishment, then those who take without permission what was originally inside

that didn't belong to them, even just one item, they won't be able to open the doors, and

they would be trapped inside the room."

Xie Lian recalled the last time he came to Paradise Manor, and at the time he had

always opened doors with dice, and when he finally left, it was through the whirlwind

created by the Wind Master, raising the roof, and avoided leaving through the 'doors'.

Those were all images of violence, and the more Xie Lian remembered the more he

thought he should stop thinking, feeling slightly ashamed. After a pause, he then asked,

"Then say if San Lang were to steal a spiritual device from me and kept it within

Paradise Manor, since I was the original owner of the device, can I not take it away?"

Hua Cheng raised his brows, "Of course not. Once it's in my hands it's mine. But, don't

wrong me, gege, I would never steal any of your spiritual devices."

Xie Lian cleared his throat, "Of course. I knew that. That's why I said 'if'. Besides... I

don't really have any spiritual devices worth stealing anyway..."

Hua Cheng's jokes ended there. He smiled then continued, "So, to steal something from

me without notice is impossible. Naturally, there's no need for guards."

Xie Lian's first reaction was, the one who stole the fetus spirit didn't leave through the

doors and employed a different method. But looking around, this side chamber's roof

showed no damage, the floors looked pristine, and the walls were fine too, not a trace of

any break-ins. He couldn't help but come with a more skin-crawling thought:

Could it be the one who stole the fetus spirit hadn't left, and was still in this side

chamber?

Although there was nowhere in the side chamber to hide, still there were plenty of ways

in the world to go invisible. Maybe that thief was near them this very moment, watching

their every action quietly. Xie Lian looked around intently, vigilant of any odd movement

in the air. Yet whether if it was his eyes or his instincts, both told him that there was no

third person or ghosts. He might have to pursue a different train of thought. Just then,

Hua Cheng chuckled, "There's no need for gege to be concerned. I have my own way of

finding the fetus spirit thief."

He actually looked mighty confident. Xie Lian turned to him, and after musing for a

moment, Xie Lian became pleasantly optimistic too.

The two waited in silence. After a while, the sound of commotion came closer, and a

large group of ghosts, demons, and monsters all came pouring in, gathering outside the

side chamber like a flock of flappy birds, "My lord! What does your ol' lordship desire,

calling us over?"

At minimum this crowd was close to a thousand in number, and had it not been for the

large courtyard and chambers of Paradise Manor, they might have not all fit. The one

who brought them was that masked man, and he reported to Hua Cheng, "My lord,

everyone who appeared on the streets today should all be here. The Ghost City is also

locked down, no one can leave."

It was the same voice of that young man from the last time, and Xie Lian couldn't help

but steal a glance at him. The ghosts cried, "My lord! Did ya catch the one who set the

fire?"

"They sayin' somethin' was stolen, even! They tired o' livin' or wanna die again or what!"

"SO INSOLENT! SETTIN' FIRES AN' STEALIN' SHIT, THEY'D DARE MESS WIT' THE

GREAT ANCESTOR! THERE'S NO WAY MY LORD WILL LET 'EM GO?!"

"..."

Although that crowd of ghosts weren't talking about him, but as the one who set the

building on fire the last time, kidnapped someone, and was let go by Hua Cheng, Xie

Lian felt like he was pierced by countless arrows, and softly cleared his throat, feeling

more and more guilty. He peeked a look at Hua Cheng but coincidentally met eyes with

Hua Cheng who also swept an unreadable look over, and Xie Lian immediately dropped

his eyes. Then, he could hear Hua Cheng say flatly, "The one who stole the fetus spirit

can come forward yourself, don't waste my time."

The crowd was shaken. "Among us?"

"I thought it was something from the outside..."

"Who the hell is it, just go forward already!"

A moment later, the wave had calmed but no one came forward. Hua Cheng said, "Very

good. Brave as expected. Men on the left, women on the right, divide and line up."

Although the demons and ghosts were puzzled, they didn't dare to disobey Hua

Cheng's word, and immediately did as told, forming two large groups. The male ghosts

squished on the left, their voices rough; the female ghosts were thus on the right, each

seductive and flirtatious. Hua Cheng and Xie Lian shared a look, then went directly to

the right side, walking through the female ghosts, tossing them looks, going through ten

with each sweep of their eyes. After many steps, when Xie Lian walked past a female

ghost, he paused slightly. This female ghost wore a long dress, her face heavy with

layers of white powder, terrifyingly pale, her real face indiscernible. However, that

exaggerated pretty face was somewhat familiar, and Xie Lian called out, "My lady Lan

Chang?"

That female ghost was taken aback, as if she was the one who just saw a ghost. Sure

enough, it was that female ghost Lan Chang who clung onto him on the streets of Ghost

City, fought with the boar butcher, laughed at his "can't get erect" and spread that

around.

After shaking off her shock, she put her hands on her hips and raised her head, "What?

Yer the one who said ya can't get it up! I didn't wrong you! Ya gonna seek revenge an'

tell on me to my lord?"

Although the female ghosts were all a little nervous, but hearing her, they still giggled

softly. Hua Cheng walked over too, and even though his expression wasn't readable,

that female ghost Lan Chang was still a little afraid, becoming demure and no longer

stirring anything up. Xie Lian said gently, "My lady can talk however she wants about a

joke like that. However, that fetus spirit has harmed many, its blood heavy, and it

shouldn't be let loose, so please return it."

Even with the heavy foundation on Lan Chang's face it was still obvious her face

became paler. She backed up in a hurry, but since she was in a crowd of other female

ghosts, she didn't get very far before she was caught, sealing her chance of escape,

and so she could only cry, "I DUNNO WHAT YER SAYIN'! WHAT FETUS SPIRIT?"

"Please return it." Xie Lian beckoned.

"RETURN WHAT? I DUN HAVE IT! You accusin' me of stealin' from my lord's house,

but everyone knows there's no way anythin' can be taken from my lord's house.

Whatever we take we can't take it out!"

The crowd of ghosts all agreed, yea, that's right, they all knew, and even the boar

butcher was grumbling. Lan Chang added, "Paradise Manor on fire only jus' happened.

I've been on the street and I never left. If I stole anything, I wouldn't have the time to

hide it?" As she spoke she opened her arms, showing off her empty hands, and even

lifted her dress to prove she wasn't hiding anything. However, Xie Lian pointed out, "My

lady, the last time I met you, it was freezing cold but you still dressed so lightly. Today,

the day is beautiful and yet you're wearing a long dress? Why the sudden change? Or

are you hiding something?"

It was only after he brought it up did the ghosts realize, Lan Chang usually dressed

revealingly, and to have Xie Lian say 'lightly' was already very polite. On the streets

she'd almost be exposing her cleavage. However, today she was wearing a long dress,

covering her legs and waist completely, exceedingly strange.

Besides, earlier when Hua

Cheng was taking Xie Lian around to stroll the Ghost City streets and the crowd of

ghosts were hollering, stuffing them with dishes, they didn't see Lan Chang who loved

to show off and cuss the streets, passionately proclaiming "IT'S NOT ME, HE'S THE

ONE WHO CAN'T GET IT UP!", and so they became agitated.

Xie Lian explained slowly, "You didn't take what didn't belong to you; you only took away

what was part of you. That fetus spirit is in your belly right this moment!"

If the fetus spirit thief had no other ways to leave and didn't stick around in the side

chamber, then there could only be one explanation: that thief left the front doors openly.

If that fetus spirit was already born, then it would be a child, an independent person.

However, that fetus spirit was forcibly removed from its mother's womb before it

reached term, therefore, if its mother stuffed it back into her belly, then naturally it'd

count as something that belonged to her. No, it should be said, that that fetus spirit was

no different than a piece of her flesh, a part of her body. After all, blood bond between a

mother and child was thick, and under the circumstances, they were but one body, so

that female ghost could naturally leave without harm, and exit Paradise Manor openly.

Therefore, the one who stole the fetus spirit must be a female ghost, as well as the

mother to that child. Locking down the Ghost City then bringing forth all the female

ghosts who appeared on the street before and after the fire to investigate would surely

lead them to the culprit. Thinking back, Hua Cheng must've thought of all this the

moment they entered the side chamber.

Suddenly, Lan Chang let out a loud scream, and grabbed her own belly in a mad fit.