"The struggle between Confucianism and Daoism is the best outcome that Zhao Rong and I could have strived for!"
Zhao Rong rubbed his eyes. Although he was only at the Golden Stone Stage of the Ascending Realm, his constitution was slightly stronger than that of ordinary people. Furthermore, his recent speech had sobered him up quite a bit. Therefore, he slowly recovered and no longer spoke drunkenly. "It's too risky."
Zhao Rong exhaled lightly, then inquisitively asked, "How did you persuade His Majesty? I've heard that His Majesty is fond of Alchemy and is extremely close to Chongxu Temple, and he is even an enregistered Daoist of Chongxu Temple."