Free Web Novel“Because I, Fang Ji, am the Miracle Saint chosen by Holy Monk Hongbian!”
Having said these words herself, Shen Baiwei’s gaze swept over the astonished faces gathered in the Daimu Courtyard hall, and her heart couldn't help but beat a little faster.
Using someone else’s name to lead an accusation against herself, this was probably the most outrageous thing she had ever done in her life.
“......”
She didn't expose herself, did she?
Is Disaster's method reliable or not?
Will the people controlled by the Shaman King really jump out?
Shen Baiwei thought with some trepidation, her thoughts involuntarily flying back to half an hour ago.
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About half an hour ago.
After an inexplicable Spiritual Energy depletion, Shen Baiwei had a long and beautiful dream.
In the dream, she returned to the past, but the malice surrounding her did not follow her back.
She enjoyed the quiet and tranquility of being gently treated by the whole world, until...
Until her body felt violent shaking, she saw Disaster appear out of thin air in her dream, and heard Disaster's voice.
“Wake up! Don’t sleep! Get ready to work! If you don’t get up, I’ll tear up your little notebook and fold paper airplanes!” freewebnσvel.cøm
Beautiful dreams are fleeting; as long as one's physical state can support waking up, Lu Yibei, who possesses the ability to enter dreams, always finds a way to disrupt pleasant dreams.
Shen Baiwei, startled awake from her beautiful dream, opened her eyes. Before her body could adapt to the lingering weakness, she saw Disaster’s repulsive dead face, and her gaze gradually turned resentful.
You bastard! You just woke up and you're already tormenting people, aren't you?
Can't you have a little empathy as a person?
Think about how I took care of you when you were unconscious...
Shen Baiwei muttered inwardly, thinking about how she had tried to wake Disaster when he was unconscious, using somewhat extreme methods including but not limited to electric shocks, needle pricks, and ice baths, and she couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt.
Perhaps, this is retribution?
When Lu Yibei snuck back into Daimu Courtyard, she discovered that Shen Baiwei had emerged from her state of Spiritual Energy depletion, knowing that Xia Lianqing must have completed the Spiritual Energy infusion into Shen Baiwei.
The situation was urgent, and reliable and capable helpers were desperately needed. Without much thought, she woke Shen Baiwei.
Since she had been “repaired,” the tool person should properly fulfill her mission as a tool person.
After successfully waking Shen Baiwei, Lu Yibei nimbly climbed out of bed, picked up the rolled-up white cloth on the wooden table beside her, and with a flick of her small hand, displayed four large characters whose ink was not yet completely dry, plus a painting in the style of a Evil God (evil god), before Shen Baiwei.
“miracle... Order?”
Looking at the familiar organization name, Shen Baiwei had a bewildered expression.
What was Disaster doing suddenly taking out a banner with “Miracle Order” written on it for no reason?
She smelled a strong scent of “shenanigans.”
“That’s right, it’s the Miracle Order.” Lu Yibei said expressionlessly, “From now on, you are Fang Ji, the first Holy Child of the Miracle Order after Hong Bian. When Elder brother Soldier Chen Long arrives later, you’ll perform a crosstalk show with him...”
“Wait, stop!” Shen Baiwei was completely confused and finally couldn't help but interrupt, “Fang Ji? Holy Child? Crosstalk? What is all this nonsense?”
“Uh, the whole story, if I really explain it, it’s a long story!” Lu Yibei frowned, “Time is a bit tight, just do as I say. Would I harm you?”
Shen Baiwei eyed Lu Yibei, her chin slightly raised, “You think I’ll let you make a long story short? No way! If you don’t explain things clearly today, I won’t cooperate with you. Anyway, I’m not in a hurry!”
How could she not know what kind of person Disaster was?
All those times she observed him secretly, were they for nothing?
For one thing, especially an important thing, if Disaster were to make a long story short, she would definitely be able to conceal certain key information without affecting the main thread of the event, guiding the matter in a direction that was absolutely beneficial to her.
Furthermore, if someone else said “time is a bit tight,” it might genuinely be tight, but if Disaster said it, it most likely also included ample time for preliminary preparations.
“Alright then!” Lu Yibei sighed silently, “This matter, we have to start from the riot that occurred in the market next to Daimu Courtyard, when I went to investigate and found the severely wounded Dragon Tang...”
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Under the guidance of Mother Li from Daimu Courtyard, Lu Yibei brought Dragon Tang back to the Longxiang Army Camp and found the physician named Yu Sheng.
Before she could explain the whole story, Yu Sheng, just by looking at the external injuries on Dragon Tang, told her to place Dragon Tang on the bed and began to busy himself methodically.
He ordered hot water, removed the tattered armor, and slowly cut away the blood-soaked clothes that clung to the wounds... He had only processed half of Dragon Tang's wounds when Yu Sheng seemed to suddenly remember something and turned to look at the bored Lu Yibei beside him.
“Miss Shen, you must be exhausted from bringing Dragon Commandant all this way, right? Why don’t you rest first? I will naturally call you after I finish treating Dragon Commandant’s wounds.”
“It’s fine, I’m not tired.” Lu Yibei said expressionlessly, “You do your thing, I’m just watching, I won’t disturb you.”
“But...” Yu Sheng frowned, hesitating several times before finally speaking, “I need to treat Dragon Commandant’s lower body wounds.” freёwebnoѵel.com
“Oh!” Lu Yibei nodded, “Then you treat them. Why are you telling me? Do you need help?”
“......” Yu Sheng was speechless for a while, and after a long pause, he finally said, “There’s nothing that needs help, I just worry about damaging Miss’s reputation.”
Upon hearing this, Lu Yibei finally understood what Yu Sheng was trying to convey. She feigned shyness by covering her face with both hands and ran out of the camp, as if embarrassed.
Yu Sheng, “......”
She really has no lady-like demeanor at all! Her fingers are spread so wide, and she keeps looking back as she runs... Her acting is too fake.
Does this Miss truly not understand what separation between men and women means?
Could it be that she is truly, as rumored, an evil enchantress?
Thinking this, Yu Sheng shook his head, withdrew his gaze from Lu Yibei’s retreating figure, and re-buried himself in treating Dragon Tang’s wounds.
After Lu Yibei left the tent, she aimlessly wandered around the Long Xiang Army camp. She wanted to wait until Dragon Tang was treated and his condition was somewhat stable before leaving.
Actually, on the way here, she had already roughly sensed Dragon Tang’s injuries with her Spiritual Energy.
From the perspective of a Psychic, Dragon Tang’s injuries were not fatal.
Although Dragon Tang’s Spiritual Energy source was still something difficult to define, somewhere between a totem and a Spirit Mark, and somewhat crude, fortunately, it provided stable Spiritual Energy, which helped him cling to life and prevented him from dying suddenly in a short period. If there were sufficient Alchemy potions to assist, it wouldn’t be surprising for him to recover his life.
However, from a human perspective, Dragon Tang’s injuries were incredibly severe.
Multiple bones and meridians were fractured; even if he didn't die suddenly, he would be left with incurable disabilities. His internal organs, which had suffered unclear damage, probably wouldn't be able to support much Spiritual Energy circulation anymore. It would likely be impossible for him to charge into battle and kill enemies as he once did.
Simply put, not becoming paralyzed or a vegetable would be a miracle!
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“Stop!” Halfway through, Shen Baiwei couldn’t help but interrupt, “That’s enough about Dragon Tang’s situation!”
Lu Yibei rolled her eyes, “Didn’t you ask me to tell it from the beginning?”
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“Then you should at least talk about the crucial things first!” Shen Baiwei said irritably, “Weren’t you in a hurry just now?”
Although she was somewhat worried to hear that Dragon Tang was severely injured in the riot, Disaster's recounting of every single detail, from beginning to end, without ever getting to why she had to impersonate the Miracle Saint, made her increasingly impatient.
“I am indeed in a hurry...” Lu Yibei turned her head to look at the direction of the room door, and seeing no movement outside, a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes, “However, those guys seem to be quite inefficient. Before they arrive, there’s no use in me being in a hurry.”
Seeing Lu Yibei once again veering off-topic to something irrelevant, Shen Baiwei gnashed her teeth and reminded her, “Talk about the Miracle Saint!”
“Oh, oh...” Lu Yibei nodded, “I’ll talk about it now, I’ll talk about it now!”
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The rumor that “Shen Baiwei is the Goddess Ba and will bring Disaster to Yumen Pass” was something Lu Yibei heard while wandering around the Longxiang Army Camp.
Several bored Longxiang Army Armored Soldiers gathered in the barracks, discussing news they had heard from who knew where, completely without discretion.
Lu Yibei passed by that barracks, and without even deliberately trying to eavesdrop, those words drifted into her ears.
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Hearing this, Shen Baiwei asked curiously, “What did they say?”
“They didn’t say much.” Lu Yibei pouted, “Just kept repeating things like evil enchantress, Disaster is coming, people suffering, and only believing in miracles and so on.”
“Besides that, a force suspected to be the nascent form of the Miracle Order has appeared within the Divine Kingdom Jade Gate, preparing to denounce and encircle Shen Baiwei...”
“Wait!” Shen Baiwei raised her hand, interrupting Lu Yibei, and said with a dark expression, “This Shen Baiwei, I’m afraid it’s not me, is it?”
You bastard! Don’t you know what you’ve done using someone else’s name?
“Does that matter?” Lu Yibei spread her hands expressionlessly, “Shen Baiwei is just a codename. It could be you, or it could be me. Anyway, we’re in this together. If one of us gets into trouble, the whole family suffers!”
Shen Baiwei, “...”
Your name is just a codename!
Who is it that acts like they don’t have their own name, constantly using other people’s identities to swindle everywhere?
“Alright, let’s not talk about this first...” Shen Baiwei took a few deep breaths, suppressing her anger, and pressed on, “And then? Aren’t you going in to clarify things?”
“Why would I clarify?” Lu Yibei said expressionlessly, “Not only do I not plan to clarify, I even found people to spread several other versions of the rumors... uh, stories, everywhere!”
“Honestly, what those guys made up was too terrible. It’s like, young adult men would be afraid of Shen Baiwei absorbing their Yang energy, but would women and little kids who don’t understand anything be afraid? They’d probably be more afraid of urban legend about ruining people’s appearances or stealing candy, right?”
“Those guys didn’t maximize the harm and oppressive feeling brought by Shen Baiwei according to different groups and needs... My assessment is trash!”
What’s more, I didn’t really make anything up. I just took the rumors about “Disaster,” “Gu Qianqian,” and “Wang Bu Liu Xing” from other people, synthesized them, and localized them a bit. Lu Yibei thought.
“???” Shen Baiwei’s eyes widened, her voice raising a few octaves, “Good heavens! So you’re just messing things up because it’s not your name, is that it?”
Seeing this, Lu Yibei hurried forward, gently covered her mouth, and made a shushing gesture.
“Shh! Lower your voice, be careful of eavesdroppers!”
“Hmph! You came to tell me these things, and you didn’t set up any soundproofing Spells?” Shen Baiwei said dismissively.
“I did set up dozens of small Spells...” Lu Yibei said, “But what if? After all, there are still two terrifying existences within the Divine Kingdom Jade Gate that cannot be judged by common sense.”
“Terrifying existences?” Shen Baiwei tilted her head.
“Yes.” Lu Yibei nodded, her tone suddenly becoming serious, “After all this talk, haven’t you figured anything out? All of this happening within the Divine Kingdom Jade Gate is probably because the Shaman King was sealed but not completely sealed...”
“How should I put it? He might no longer be able to spread war across the land as rumored before, but his limited power can still affect the deities within the Divine Kingdom Jade Gate.”
Hearing this, Shen Baiwei connected it to the terrifying scene within the Divine Kingdom Jade Gate a thousand years later, and a faint guess formed in her heart, causing her to frown.
Seeing that she didn’t speak, Lu Yibei continued, “After hearing the discussions of those Longxiang Army Armored Soldiers, I took a turn around the city, and guess what? I learned from the city’s residents that the source of those messages was a group of people who claimed to have mastered the power of miracle!”
Shen Baiwei nodded thoughtfully.
As for how Disaster obtained information from the populace, she didn’t need to ask; she knew it definitely wasn’t through legitimate means.
“Doesn’t that make things clear?” Lu Yibei said, “Hong Bian Monk is the one who truly mastered the power of miracle. The most effective way for the sealed Shaman King to erode Yumen Pass is to destroy Hong Bian’s authority, who has already integrated himself into the Divine Kingdom Jade Gate.”
Having just witnessed the degradation of Goddess Ba’s authority tens of thousands of times, Lu Yibei easily guessed the Shaman King’s intention after learning about everything happening in the city.
“Secretly inciting the populace to besiege Shen Baiwei is just a good opportunity. Even without Shen Baiwei, there will be Xia Baiwei, Lu Baiwei, Jiang Baiwei later...”
“It’s similar to the process where urban legend gradually change, thereby affecting the authority of the urban legend, right?” Shen Baiwei frowned, “As long as there’s enough time...”
“Exactly!” Lu Yibei gave a thumbs up, affirming, “Not only that, if handled properly, it might even secretly link a portion of the miracle’s authority to his own self.”
“Then, evolve into what the Miracle Order believes in a thousand years later?” Shen Baiwei probed.
When she first infiltrated the Miracle Order, she found it strange where those guys picked up that bad habit. Now, the root of the problem seems to have been found...
If the so-called “miracle” was eroded by the Shaman King’s power, it’s no wonder the Miracle Order would act like a bunch of berserkers.
“I understand the reasoning, but what does this have to do with you ruining my reputation?”
“This...” Embarrassment flashed in Lu Yibei’s eyes, then she cleared her throat and said, “Ahem! How can this be ruining your reputation? This is clearly ruining, no, it should be correcting the reputation of miracle!”
“How should I put it? You know about anti-fans, right? The kind that many celebrities have! Now, those guys who are spreading rumors everywhere in the name of miracle are, in a sense, the anti-fan leaders. To destroy their smear campaign, you have to become a bigger anti-fan leader than them!”
“Becoming an anti-fan leader can not only prevent the Shaman King from eroding miracle but also stop the rumors. When Shen Baiwei becomes Shen Baiwei’s biggest anti-fan leader, where the public opinion is directed is up to you, isn’t it? As long as the method is appropriate, those bandwagon anti-fans will develop feelings as they keep anti-fanning!”
If lucky, maybe she could even coincidentally gain some “miracle” benefits from Hong Bian Monk... Lu Yibei secretly added in her heart.
“Although, but...” Shen Baiwei pondered Lu Yibei’s words for a moment, then frowned and said, “Wouldn’t it be better to just secretly spread rumors? Why impersonate Fang Ji? And why hold up this...”
She pointed to the white cloth banner in Lu Yibei’s hand, “What on earth is that drawn on it? Seven-colored excrement?”
“It’s clearly a miracle flower! Why do you have no artistic appreciation?” Lu Yibei retorted with extreme confidence, then changed the topic, “Just spreading rumors isn’t enough? They have more people than us!”
“The current problem is, except for a few affected individuals who have been controlled, there are many more anti-fan leaders hidden among the tens of thousands of residents in Yumen Pass. It would probably be too late to investigate them one by one; we can only make them reveal themselves.”
“This requires you to impersonate the Miracle Saint to accomplish. It’s like you’re a masked superhero, walking in the darkness to eliminate harm for the people, gradually building up a reputation. At this moment, a bastard suddenly jumps out and claims he did everything, then enjoys the honor that should have been yours, dates the girl you like, and earns the money you want to earn but are too embarrassed to earn. Can you tolerate this?”
She probably couldn’t tolerate it. The key was that those guys weren’t entirely like superheroes who were originally after fame and fortune. If they couldn’t complete the tasks given to them by the Shaman King, it might be a matter of life and death. Shen Baiwei thought, subconsciously asking, “And then?”
“And then?” Lu Yibei narrowed her eyes slightly and said {N•o•v•e•l•i•g•h•t} sinisterly, “As long as the fake can eliminate all the real ones, then it is the only real one!”
“No, be confident, we are the real ones from the start!”
“Then why don’t you go yourself?” Shen Baiwei sized up Lu Yibei and said, “You’re much better at this kind of thing than I am, aren’t you?”
“Because we need to resolve some concerns!” Lu Yibei explained, “Firstly, you’ve been involved with the Miracle Order, so you definitely understand how the true Miracle Order operates better than I do. Secondly, it’s not impossible for me to go, but in that case, you’d have to negotiate with Hong Bian Monk.”
Shen Baiwei, “...” Me? If I were to negotiate with Hong Bian, who has already merged into the God Kingdom and might have no independent consciousness, I would probably die, right?
Seeing that Shen Baiwei didn’t speak, Lu Yibei shrugged and said, “I speculate that when those guys jump out, they will most likely use some means to prove the legitimacy of the miracle they control...”
“They are probably ordinary people or low-level Psychic. The source of power for displaying those means can naturally only be the Shaman King. If their power source is cut off at a critical moment, rendering their means ineffective...”
“My dear, what do you think will happen?”
Shen Baiwei, “...”
Lu Yibei’s tone sent a slight chill down her spine. For a moment, she had the illusion that Disaster was still in a rampaging state.
