Chapter 24 National Prestige

Although Song Wuji was dead, he left behind some things. Ji Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, then kicked the pile of yellow talismans and reached out to rummage through them. A large amount of incense emerged, much more than that of the Fire Spirit Zheng Da Fu.

Three incense sticks counted as one share of incense.

Zheng Da Fu had very little incense. Although he had received incense for fifty years, it wasn't supplied to him. He, like Ji Xiang when he was in Fuli, relied on scavenging to strengthen himself.

And since the Jiajing Emperor's departure, he had basically relied on three incense sticks a day to survive. As a Fire Spirit, he had to rely on incense to maintain himself, otherwise, he would dissipate.

The incense Ji Xiang obtained from Zheng Da Fu was only fifty-seven shares, which showed that the little Fire Spirit was very frugal. After all, from the Longqing Emperor to the present, it had probably been thirty years since he had eaten his fill.

Since the Longqing Emperor took away all the sacrificial utensils of the Jiajing Emperor, the Longde Hall had no incense. For Zheng Da Fu, it was not easy to maintain his appearance and a certain amount of incense magic. After all, the old emperor's legacy was about to be used up.

And the amount of incense left by this Song Wuji was enormous!

"More than three thousand two hundred shares of incense!"

This was because the location of the Fire God Temple was in the inner city of Shuntian. Since the Jiajing Emperor added the outer city, a large number of people had moved out, while those who remained in the inner city were either small business owners or wealthy and noble figures.

These people not only spent generously when worshiping the temple, but they were also very diligent, going there every few days, not lacking money.

Although the years of worship were not long, only two or three months, the amount was huge!

The poor offer one incense stick, the rich offer a pound of incense...

Ji Xiang inherited Song Wuji's large inheritance, with the amount of incense reaching more than three thousand shares, which couldn't help but make Ji Xiang sigh. He had scavenged for a hundred years in Fuli before he managed to get ten thousand people's incense, but this guy was just a small Fire Spirit, who took the place of the Fire God's assistant, and got more than three thousand shares of incense in two or three months!

"This is the difference between the poor and the nouveau riche!"

Ji Xiang sighed, and at this moment, in addition to the incense, there was an extra gain.

The blank divine tablet in the inner vision of his body suddenly began to glow. Instantly, from the pile of talismans, an invisible force was absorbed into Ji Xiang's body, and the tablet immediately displayed the introduction of this force:

[Great Ming National Prestige (Residual Power): National prestige resonates far and wide, comforting the universe; thunder and rain are all heavenly grace.]

[The Great Ming National Prestige (Residual Power) stolen by the Fire God Song Wuji possesses the power to deter gods, ghosts, and monsters. With national prestige in the body, one is not affected by any deterrence, bewilderment, illusions, or fear (except for the Ming Emperor).]

A description appeared on the tablet, and the moment Ji Xiang obtained the national prestige, he suddenly became aware of the various movements in all directions. In this Forbidden City, all the palace maids, eunuchs, ministers, and guards, their actions and movements, were all clear to him!

"I have now obtained national prestige, so I have established a connection with the national prestige in the Forbidden City!"

Song Wuji relied on the national prestige to control the overall situation in the Forbidden City, while the national prestige of the Forbidden City turned a blind eye to him. At this moment, Ji Xiang felt that there were still three "righteous gods" enshrined in this Forbidden City!

Just as Ji Xiang was feeling the changes in his body, Luo Sigong in the Longde Hall had already come out, and the remaining members of the Embroidered Uniform Guard breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Song Wuji had been beheaded.

Seeing Song Wuji's death, Luo Sigong felt a great joy of surviving a disaster in his heart, but before the joy lasted for a few breaths, this impulse to celebrate his survival immediately turned into great fear!

Song Wuji was dead, but there must be other Fire Gods! They wanted to kill the emperor tonight, it was impossible for only one Fire God to appear!

"Daoist! Daoist, we have to hurry..."

Luo Sigong called out to Ji Xiang, but before he could finish his words.

Ji Xiang turned his head, and in that instant, a huge pressure enveloped Luo Sigong. Even though he was a mortal, he could feel a kind of shock. At this time, the one standing in the courtyard in his eyes was not Ji Xiang, but some Grand Secretary of the Cabinet or a royal prince!

Luo Sigong was shocked, but quickly recovered. Ji Xiang also realized that he had just released the power of national prestige's deterrence. Fortunately, Luo Sigong was only a mortal. If it were some kind of monster, Ji Xiang's glare would have directly stunned the weaker ones, making them unable to move.

At this time, if Ji Xiang told these monsters and ghosts to stop, they would really stop!

Ji Xiang was amazed in his heart: "Although Song Wuji obtained the body of a righteous god, he did not have the name of a righteous god. The national prestige could not be used, but only used to wander around the Forbidden City. Now it's cheap for me..."

"Song Wuji, rest in peace, I will definitely carry forward this power, and send your companions and descendants to accompany you. A family should be neat and tidy."

After Ji Xiang finished thinking in his heart, he said to Luo Sigong: "This god has been killed by me, the Pacification Commissioner can rest assured!"

"I still need to prepare something here. Please ask the Pacification Commissioner to find a way to notify the Northern Pacification Department to quickly save His Majesty!"

As soon as Luo Sigong heard this, he immediately said anxiously, "Without His Majesty's order, the Northern Pacification Department cannot enter the Forbidden City!"

"Daoist! My brothers and I are all mortals, and we can't kill these evil gods. The remaining people in the Southern Pacification Department are the same! Although the strong men of the Banner Guards have palace prohibition gold badges, you have also seen that the gold badges are useless against these Fire Gods!"

"His Majesty is in danger! Now in the Forbidden City, the only person who can save His Majesty is you! The situation is critical now, so please come with me quickly! How can you stay here!"

Of course, Luo Sigong wanted to grab Ji Xiang, this mage, to go with him. If he went by himself, he would be sending himself to his death, and not only sending himself to his death, but dying without any value at all, giving the Fire God's head away for nothing, which would not have any effect. Ji Xiang shook his head:

"No, I can't go out now. Killing Song Wuji before consumed too many of my talismans, and these magical instruments have also been damaged. I guess that in this Forbidden City, there are three more Fire Gods like Song Wuji!"

"Without preparation, I will die if I go. Then no one will be able to deal with them."

The three Fire Gods that Ji Xiang had just sensed seemed to have slightly lower divine power than Song Wuji, but that was precisely why he couldn't take it lightly. He had to be fully prepared.

Ji Xiang thought to himself: Fortunately, I snatched more than three thousand shares of incense from Song Wuji, I want to draw a few big talismans!

"Pacification Commissioner, don't panic, there are still some of these You Sheng Yellow Talismans that can be used. You take all these yellow talismans with you, which can delay a lot of time."

Luo Sigong had no choice but to ask people to take all the yellow talismans, take as much as they could, and take them back first, to report as quickly as possible, and leave two junior officers for Ji Xiang to facilitate contact.

Ji Xiang urged him: "Pacification Commissioner, please go quickly, I have my own means to find you."

When the remaining Embroidered Uniform Guards left, leaving only two junior officers, the two officers reported their names to Ji Xiang, and their attitudes were very respectful.

"Zhuo Deyuan, a junior officer of the Southern Pacification Department, thank you, Daoist, for saving my life."

"Shi Xiang, a junior officer of the Southern Pacification Department, thank you, Daoist, for saving my life."

Ji Xiang nodded: "Please wait here for a while, don't let anyone come in, I will write spells in the hall."