Stealing the Yuri Protagonist Harem

not want the rise of the Demon Artifact Pavilion would actively help him with publicity, wishing that the entire royal city would know that the rise of the Demon Artifact Pavilion was just a joke.

Then, on the fourth day, a reversal would happen!

Luo Wusheng downed his just-filled cup of tea.

Perhaps some people would doubt if he had any other hidden agenda, but the Taoist Artifact Pavilion, which was ready to challenge him, would definitely take the lead in the charge.

When someone took the lead, others would follow.

Even if they could still remain calm, he could simply find a few hooligans to take on this responsibility.

After all, he had money.

“But why does Senior Brother want to do this? Even if Senior Brother’s plan can really be realized, if we don’t do it this way, it won’t be long before the whole royal city knows about that special Artifact,” Bai Xiaoyao asked, her eyes filled with doubt.

Facing Bai Xiaoyao’s question, Luo Wusheng did not answer, just shook his head.

He was in a hurry.

According to Miss Kirin’s words, he might receive a message from the Imperial Palace in the next few days.

But if he could not cause an event that would interest the Empress, his plan to meet with her would be delayed again to an unknown date.

Especially after the encounter last night, his sense of urgency had become even stronger.

He must quickly raise the Empress’s favorability towards him.

Only then would he have more means to deal with any crisis that might exist in the royal city.

Thinking of this, he looked at Bai Xiaoyao.

“Junior Sister, how much do you know about the Buddhist sect?”

“The Buddhist sect?”

Bai Xiaoyao was taken aback for a moment, and after thinking about it for a while, she said, “The Buddhist sect has always been the most mysterious of the three ancient sects of Buddhism, Taoism, and Demons.
It is located on the other side of the Endless Sea and possesses the Three Thousand Pure Lands opposite the Three Thousand Demon Realms of the Demon Sect, with the Spirit Mountain Pure Land as its core.”

“Its disciples are said to cultivate the Golden Body, the Dharma Body, and the Fruit Position, but I don’t know the specific situation.
After all, the disciples of the Buddhist sect rarely travel in the world and prefer to worship the Buddha on the Spirit Mountain every day.”

Luo Wusheng nodded thoughtfully.

He knew this information, as it was mentioned briefly in the previous part of the original work.
Two months later, Miss Sword Immortal and Bai Xiaoyao would go to the Ancient Heavenly Court, where they would meet a practitioner who had attained a Buddhist golden body.
According to the original work’s setting, a Buddhist golden body is difficult to damage at the same level and is nearly invincible in the same realm.

“Do you think that the Buddhists might also be involved in this matter?” Bai Xiaoyao guessed, seeing the expression on her senior brother face.

“It’s just a possibility.
This matter is related to my other purpose for this trip,” said Luo Wusheng, sighing and realizing that his tea cup was already empty.

“Today’s goal has also been achieved, so let’s just go back like this.
I think the Artifact Refiners you called are also heading to the Demon Artifact Pavilion,” he looked at Bai Xiaoyao.

But at this moment, the expression on Bai Xiaoyao face became somewhat strange.

“Um… Senior Brother, there’s something I want to tell you.”

“What is it?” Luo Wusheng looked at Bai Xiaoyao, feeling somewhat puzzled by her strange expression.

“…I suppose Senior Brother also knows that besides disciples forced by the sect to practice, those who choose to study the art of refining in the Demon Sect are all…um, disciples with slightly different thoughts from ordinary people.”

Luo Wusheng became more and more confused as he listened.

And why did he feel like he was included in this sentence too?

“We are both Holy Saint and Maiden of the sect, and the sect does not require us to have Artifact Refiners in our domain.
Therefore…”

“They chose to study the Demon Sect’s refining arts on their own?” Luo Wusheng’s right eyelid kept twitching.

Bai Xiaoyao nodded gently.

“Um… their personalities are slightly peculiar…”