The Emperor is kidnapped, and the useless daughter destroys the three realms

Chapter 298 Worshiping the Statue

Feeling the murderous intent, the man woke up from his dream.

Then, he met a pair of eyes that were cold and emotionless but deep enough to make one fall deeply in love with them.

"You, you guys..."

The man opened his mouth and almost screamed, but he felt the sharp blade on his neck pressing down a little more, and he forced the cry for help to be stuck in his throat.

"Open your mouth." Ruan Xihe's voice was cold and emotionless.

Although the man was confused, he could neither escape nor leave, so he could only do as Ruan Xihe said.

He opened his mouth wide, and a rich smell of leeks and garlic wafted out.

Ruan Xihe frowned, threw a pill into his mouth at lightning speed, and then quickly closed his jaw with a palm.

The man had no time to react, the pill went down his throat into his stomach, and then his eyes became dull again.

While in semi-comatose state, Ruan Xihe asked the man a few questions.

"Why are you rushing home when it's still light?"

The man's saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth, his eyes were obsessed, "Because, I can see the fairy when I go home, hehe... the fairy will come to my dream, we agreed to meet in the dream every night, hehe..."

"What do fairies look like?"

"The fairy is very beautiful, but she always has a veil on her face, which makes it difficult for me to see clearly."

"How long have you been seeing each other?"

"It's been almost seven days, hehe. But I can't see her anymore when I wake up from the dream. But it doesn't matter. The fairy said that if I go to the temple outside the city to worship the statue, she will come to my dreams more often. I will go to worship the statue tomorrow!"

Ruan Xihe and Gongzi Heng looked at each other and felt that the temple outside the city he mentioned was not simple.

After asking a few more questions, Ruan Xihe stuffed a detoxification pill into his mouth, and then knocked him unconscious with a chop of his hand.

Afterwards, the two went to another house and found a man who was sleeping. However, the man's condition was obviously much more serious than the first man. He couldn't wake up even with a knife at his neck.

Gongzi Heng walked forward, grasped the man's jaw with one hand, and violently pried his mouth open.

Despite this, the man was still awake, humming in his sleep, as if he had dreamed of something extremely happy.

Ruan Xihe put the pill in and Gongzi Heng closed the man's mouth.

Afterwards, Ruan Xihe asked similar questions as before.

This man's answers were almost the same as the first man's, except for the time of their meeting.

After coming out of the room, the two were not in a hurry to leave.

Ruan Xihe confirmed his guess and told Gongzi Heng the answer he had guessed.

“In several nearby cities, white fog would rise on the streets every night, and those men would go home on their own accord every evening. This was because they had inhaled the white fog of the Saint’s Church and their consciousness had been controlled.

After returning home, the disciples of the Holy Lady would use white mist as a medium to enter the dreams of these men and absorb their essence. However, because they did not come in person, the symptoms of these men would be much better than those of those who had actually had their essence sucked away to replenish their yin.

So when these men go out during the day, they look confused, obsessed, and overindulgent.”

After she finished speaking, she frowned, "But as to where the white mist came from and how it was produced, there is no answer to this question yet, and we need to investigate."

"Could it be that the problem lies in that temple?" Gongzi Heng said.

"It's possible." Ruan Xihe nodded, looked around, then took out a bottle of pills and handed it to Gongzi Heng.

"People in the city have been poisoned by the Saint's White Mist to varying degrees. If we help them detoxify one by one, we won't have enough time. You can mix this bottle of detoxification pills into the water well in the north of the city. This way it will be quicker."

"I'm going to go outside the city to find the temple they mentioned. When you're done, send me a message and then come find me outside the city."

"Boss, isn't this a full bottle of top-grade elixirs?" Gong Ziheng was a little surprised, and didn't reach out to take it. "Just to save them? But I think they deserve this."

If those men had not been seduced by beauty, how could they have ended up like this?

"It's not just to save them." Ruan Xihe shook his head. "The Saint Maiden Cult's move is to absorb yang to replenish yin. If we leave them alone, the Saint Maiden Cult's people will absorb a lot of essence and improve their cultivation. By then, if we really have a day to fight, it will be very difficult. So, it's not just to save them, but also for our mission."

"Boss, you are right. I didn't think enough." Gongzi Heng said after realizing it.

The two separated, and Gongzi Heng headed towards the north of the city with the detoxification pill in his hand.

However, Ruan Xihe did not go out of the city, but returned to the man's house where she first visited.

The man was stabbed by her and is now fainted on the bed.

Ruan Xihe walked over, condensed a ball of water-attributed spiritual power in his hand, and sprinkled it on his face.

It was like cold water was poured over his head, and the man shivered and woke up.

But as soon as he woke up, he met a pair of familiar cold eyes, and what made him feel even more familiar was the sharp blade against his neck!

The scene was too familiar, and the man thought he had entered some horrible reincarnation.

But when he looked carefully, he found something different this time from the last time. Last time there were clearly two people in the room, but this time there was only one person holding a knife against him.

"Get out of bed and take me to find the temple."

Ruan Xihe didn't give him time to react.

"Temple?" The man was stunned for a moment, then he looked around and started to lie, "Sir, what temple? We have a land temple and a mountain temple here, but no one has been worshipping there for a long time. Which temple are you looking for?"

The fairy said in the dream that the matters concerning the temple must not be told to others, otherwise she would be angry and would not come to his dreams anymore. Naturally, he had to keep the fairy's secret.

Ruan Xihe chuckled and pressed the knife down. Blood oozed out instantly. "Do you want your life or the temple?"

The man was still determined to get away with it, "Of course I want to kill you, but sir, I really don't know what the Fairy Temple is!"

After he finished speaking, he realized that he had let the cat out of the bag.

"Sir, I just..."

Ruan Xihe glanced at him coldly, took back the dagger and played with it between his fingers, his tone cold but unquestionable, "Lead the way."

In the end, the man reluctantly took Ruan Xihe out of the city.

After leaving the city gate, they stepped onto a narrow path. The man walked in front, leading Ruan Xihe, but they went further and further off the path.

A trace of caution flashed through Ruan Xihe's mind.

Not long after, after turning several corners, a dilapidated and extremely small temple appeared before our eyes.