Chapter 891: Does Miss Feng Want to Offer a Blood Sacrifice to the Crystal Ball?

Once Shen Yunya knew the truth, the degree of madness would be no less crazy than when Xi Jin found out the truth about the dumplings.

Xi Lin let out a long sigh and said, "It is good to understand political trickery after all. But as your younger sister, I still do not wish to see my Imperial Brother like this. But a lot of it cannot be avoided as an emperor, so I only feel good about Imperial Brother's doing. After all, you have grown."

Indeed, much sophistication, shrewdness, as well as some ruthlessness was required as an emperor.

But they were raised very well from an early age because their King Father and Queen Mother were extremely loving. Although their King Father also had countless concubines, he would still visit their Queen Mother daily and doted on the brother and sister.

They were far removed from the open fighting and covert maneuvering. They also did not have the inclination to fight and scheme against each other.

Feng Tianlan just pursed her lips and said evenly, "It's a mixed blessing."

There were good and bad things about growth.

Just like her, if she had not died tragically and been reborn, perhaps she would have been empty-headed for a lifetime and have remained deceived and ignorant until she was old. It would be more tragic at that time.

And Xi Jin was the future Emperor. He should have sophisticated means. With the Emperor's protection now, he did not have to consider too much. But once he ascended to the throne as the Emperor, the fighting within the chambers of the imperial concubines and struggles in the imperial court could devour him at any moment.

Therefore, it was incredibly good as long as he was alive. There was no need for any extravagant hope that the world would consist of completely innocent people. Everyone would grow up one day.

After chatting to Xi Lin for a while more, Feng Tianlan then went to Jialan Hall, which was still full of things with runes. However, the spot where the painting hung on the wall had changed. A blank painting hung there instead.

"Does Miss Feng like this one, too?" The state preceptor's faintly discernable voice teased Feng Tianlan.

Feng Tianlan turned her head back and watched as the state preceptor sat down. She asked, "Why hang a blank painting?"

"I just haven't thought of what to draw yet." The state preceptor took out a chessboard and placed it on the table. He asked, "What would Miss Feng like to see this time?"

Feng Tianlan looked at the chessboard with the layout still unchanged and raised her eyes to glance at the state preceptor. She asked, "What kind of deal did Shen Yunya make with you for you to help her like this?"

"Is Miss Feng referring to the matter from this morning?" The state preceptor stared at the chessboard and did not lift his head. He said, "There is no deal. She only needed to offer a blood sacrifice for the crystal ball. Whatever her heart desired, it worked because her sincerity was enough."

Feng Tianlan snorted coldly at the state preceptor's words. She said, "Then why did you not show as well how she first killed me? Why must it have shown after I had died?" There was not even a flicker of the dungeon in sight.

She became aware of this while she was quickly making her way there. It was entirely to help Shen Yunya.

"She was not going to let that show. She avoided it as taboo in her mind." The national state preceptor looked up at Feng Tianlan and said seriously, "If Miss Feng wants, you can also offer a blood sacrifice to the crystal ball. I can let all the people in Xuantian Continent see that scene."

Many places in Xuantian Continent had projector walls. It was just a matter of whether they could be activated or not. Those projector walls had not been activated for thousands of years. Dongxuan Nation had activated the projector wall today just to let everyone know that she was Shen Qingdai!

Feng Tianlan lowered her eyes to appraise this young man before her, who had a sage-like air and divine poise. He looked like a spirit medium fraud one would find on the streets, but he was the state preceptor. Such a status coupled with this kind of knowledge made it really hard to figure out how much of him was real and what was fake.

But in her view, the state preceptor was not a good person.

"In other words, whatever Miss Feng would like to find out, you just need to offer a blood sacrifice to the crystal ball. Then you can know everything, like what you saw the last time."