Bai Wuzi dedicated his precious mirror without any reservation. He and Bai Wuzi had been friends for many years, the latter being a loyal Daoist companion. Moreover, Bai Wuzi didn't even know Ji Xiang. Since the mirror showed that Ji Xiang posed no great threat, then surely there was no great threat.

The Prince of Lu's worries subsided somewhat, and he invited the immortals to admire the beautiful scenery of the Qinhuai River.

As this was a grand gathering, the main event naturally had to wait. Before that, the Prince of Lu instructed the managers of the painted boats to summon the courtesans and have them play music for the entertainment of the common people and cultivators.

"Your Highness is condescending and sharing the joy with the people, truly approachable."

Bai Wuzi seized the opportunity to flatter him. The Prince of Lu quickly demurred, "Since I am to divide the world with my imperial brother, singing praises for the people and celebrating with them, I cannot fall behind in this regard."

"At least under my governance of Yingtian, influenced by this vast power of collective wishes, there have been no cases of theft or murder in recent years. I dare not be modest here, but must stand up and take the responsibility."

"Everyone, the power of collective wishes is such a wonderful thing! It has endless uses, coming from the people and being used for the people! Since the people do not wish for theft or murder, their immense collective wishes influence everyone around them, causing thieves to disappear and violent incidents to decrease in the vicinity of Yingtian. Thus, the people can live and work in peace. Doesn't everyone like such an environment?"

The Prince of Lu explained the important reason for the great peace near Yingtian, eliciting nods and praises from the other cultivators.

Ji Xiang also pondered slightly.

The Prince of Lu was not a good person, but the collective wishes of the people, gathered and then influencing the people again, created a cycle that made the "evil" among the people disappear, even turning them into good people, working diligently, being kind to others, and never repeating their past misdeeds.

Although this was not the intention of these evil people.

These evil people were not truly transformed into good people....

However, sometimes, is it right to let these evil people indulge their true nature?

Ji Xiang suddenly remembered a sentence that a great power had once said to him!

The Peacock Bright King!

The good you see may not be good, and the evil you see may not be evil! But good and evil are already mixed and blurred!

Even in the actions of the most wicked, there may be good deeds, although not their intention, but indeed used to achieve the ultimate goal of evil.

"This is actually not much different from those demons who occupy a territory and then demand boys and girls to eat in exchange for protecting the area from wind and rain, except that the Prince of Lu is more concerned with appearances and does it in a more euphemistic way, not so bloody and direct."

"Like a spring breeze and gentle rain, subtly influencing things, the people praise the good deeds of the Prince of Lu, so even if he becomes the second Son of Heaven, the people will not oppose him."

"Because he has indeed done what the Wanli Emperor failed to do."

Ji Xiang couldn't help but sigh. How could such things be explained clearly? If he killed the Prince of Lu, he would be scorned by the people. Perhaps the most difficult situation in the world is when black and white are reversed and good and evil are mixed!

Fortunately....

He was originally a great demon!

He didn't care what the people said!

Say what you want!

Ji Xiang nodded slightly, thinking to himself, "As long as I have no good or evil, and only follow the rules of heavenly punishment, you cannot accuse me."

At this moment, the Prince of Lu's voice came, and the cultivators looked towards the sky, seeing a white halo covering the firmament!

"Look, that is the surging power of collective wishes! The wishes of all the people in Yingtian Prefecture for me!"

The Prince of Lu handed the precious mirror to Mr. Yao, and opened his arms. At this time, the moonlight shone high in the sky, and the mark of the Fire Bodhi appeared on the Prince of Lu's back, visible to everyone.

Jiang Quzi's eyes trembled: "This is... the poisonous curse that the Ucchusma Vajra planted on you?"

"The supreme Bodhi, the bright Nirvana, for ordinary people, it means death...."

The Prince of Lu nodded, "I am finally about to get rid of it. As long as I ascend to immortality, the Fire Bodhi seal will disappear, which means I have completed Nirvana and am no longer bound by the Vajra!"

"Life is like waking from a great dream, a sudden enlightenment!"

"Have the one thousand three hundred scholars all been brought here?"

The Prince of Lu asked Mr. Yao, who nodded, pointing to several painted boats sailing over not far away.

Prince Liejie and Fire Lord were both on board. Their task was to ensure that the demons, when they appeared, would not harm the other people, and to maintain order at the scene when the demons were eating people. Therefore, their ships were also different in color from the others.

Brilliant light, strings of precious jewels, a hall full of gold and jade, illuminating the waves of the river.

The scholars, full of spirit, gathered on the decks of several large painted boats. A passage was opened in the middle of the Qinhuai River. At this moment, they felt like they were inspecting this splendid world.

On both sides of the river, the boats were like pavilions, the beauties like sparkling swallows, dancing and transforming into butterflies, accompanied by the sound of zithers and drums, ethereal and enchanting, making people intoxicated!

Beneath the river, in the black water.

One thousand three hundred demons emerged!

........

The Qinhuai River was brightly lit.

Qin Nvxiu, disguised as a famous courtesan from a painted boat, played ancient tunes, attracting many tourists, scholars, and even wealthy merchants and nobles from the surrounding boats to lean out.

The music penetrated the heart, the clear sound plucking the river water, while at the same time, waves of murderous aura filled the air!

First calm and profound, then manipulating the strings, with several strokes and plucks, Qiu Xian imitated the wild goose, secretly using it.

As the plucking of the strings gradually quickened, the murderous intent seemed to boil, causing all the listeners to feel their hairs standing on end, as if they were in a storm, and their eyes seemed to see flashes of cold sword energy!

In an instant, a stream of spiritual energy surged up from everyone's bodies, emanating from the dantian and trembling out of the heavenly spirit!

Someone stood up abruptly, drenched in sweat, but exclaimed in delight, "The melody is too similar, this, could it be Guangling San?" (Guangling Melody)

"To think that a woman could play Guangling San so shockingly!"

Even those who were not familiar with music knew the great name of Guangling San, and applauded and cheered. Qin Nvxiu looked at the excited scholar and explained with a smile:

"It is not 'Guangling San'. The Guangling melody of today is not the original melody, but comes from the ancient zither scores compiled by the Prince of Ning, son of Emperor Taizu of Ming, when he founded the country."

As soon as these words came out, many wealthy patrons with little culture began to whisper to each other, all expressing that they didn't understand.

The first Prince of Ning of the Ming Dynasty?

That reckless prince could also compose music?! Truly, you can't judge a book by its cover!

"Indeed, the Guangling melody of today does come from the hand of that Prince of Ning, but he also consulted ancient books before compiling and composing the music. As for Ji Kang's Guangling, who can reproduce it...."

The scholar shook his head and sighed, while Qin Nvxiu smiled faintly:

"The Guangling melody was not created by these later generations, but existed as early as the Qin and Han dynasties. At that time, it was called Qingsan, and it also had another name...."

As the words fell, she pointed her finger to the sky, and a white rainbow shot out, piercing the sky!

And a great demon suddenly jumped out of the river, only to be killed by the white rainbow!

At this moment, Qin Nvxiu's voice, reached the ears of those who were stunned, deafening:

"That is!"

"Nie Zheng Assassinating the King of Han!"

After saying this, she pointed her finger, and the white rainbow pierced the river, heading straight for the king's ship!