RMWDS -Chapter 293 A Holy Statue That Glows in the Dark… But Made with 3D Printing

The resort’s chief art student, Hua Ying, had previously infiltrated the imperial palace. During that time, she had closely observed Emperor Wen’s appearance and physique, becoming thoroughly familiar with his facial features, expressions, height, and proportions.

Using her precise artistic skills, Miao Yunyou had Hua Ying recreate Emperor Wen’s appearance with one hundred percent accuracy.

Then they turned the drawing into a 3D model and, using 3D-printing technology, produced a half-human-height statue.

The entire statue was made from a special luminescent material. Its texture was exquisite, its features lifelike, and every detail of Emperor Wen’s appearance and bearing was perfectly reproduced.

Of course, none of that was the important part.

The important part was—

it glowed in the dark!

To modern people, it was just an ugly glowing statue.

But to ancient people?

That was a completely different story.

Whenever it was placed in darkness, the entire statue would emit a gentle and pure radiance. Soft halos flowed around it, shining brilliantly and naturally exuding a sacred, majestic, and supreme aura.

If this wasn’t a miracle, then what was?!!!

Once all the preparations were complete, Princess Ningyu secretly buried the holy statue deep beneath the foundations of the temple renovation site.

Then, on an auspicious day, under the pretext of praying for the country and showing filial devotion, she gathered officials from all the surrounding prefectures and counties to inspect the construction and participate in a prayer ceremony.

At the appointed hour, solemn and ethereal Buddhist chants suddenly echoed through the mountains, their lingering sounds purifying the hearts of all who heard them and instantly creating a holy atmosphere.

At that moment—

the Mountain God made his dazzling appearance!

Under the guidance of the cats, the workers dug in exactly the right place and successfully unearthed the perfectly preserved holy statue.

Though buried deep underground, it bore not the slightest trace of dirt or corrosion. Its entire body was spotless and pure, and beneath the night sky, holy light flowed around it.

Its appearance and expression were exactly identical to those of the current Emperor.

Not the slightest difference.

At this point, one might ask:

Princess Ningyu deliberately invited a crowd of people and immediately unearthed the statue afterward.

Wasn’t that a little too obvious?

Indeed.

It was very obvious.

But so what?

Such intricate craftsmanship.

Such incomprehensible materials.

Such a phenomenon as a statue that emitted holy light in the dark.

In an ancient world with limited technology, where people believed in gods and revered Heaven and Earth, it lay completely beyond everyone’s understanding.

There was simply no way mortal hands could have crafted such an object.

This was a genuine divine miracle.

An auspicious sign sent from Heaven.

A manifestation of supreme divine power!

The assembled officials were all struck speechless with shock.

One after another, they knelt and worshipped, proclaiming that the Mountain God had revealed himself and praising Princess Ningyu’s unparalleled filial devotion.

Princess Ningyu’s filial piety had moved Heaven itself!

The Mountain God’s divine power was boundless!

Seizing the opportunity, Princess Ningyu immediately dispatched messengers to escort the holy statue to the capital with the utmost urgency, presenting it directly to Emperor Wen.

At the same time, all the local officials who had personally witnessed the miracle wrote memorials overnight, describing in detail this heavenly blessing and Princess Ningyu’s filial devotion.

Soon, the story spread throughout the court.

The moment Emperor Wen saw the statue, he treasured it beyond measure and was overjoyed.

He had always been obsessed with immortality and cultivation, dreaming day and night of ascending to become an immortal.

To him, this glowing and lifelike statue represented the greatest of omens—a sign that the Mountain God recognized him and would aid him on the path to enlightenment.

He immediately ordered the statue to be enshrined within his own bedchamber.

Day and night, he kept it by his side.

The more he gazed upon its soft radiance, the more convinced he became that he would one day attain immortality and leave behind an eternal legacy.

In his delight, Emperor Wen showered Princess Ningyu with rewards and treasures, elevating her favor to unprecedented heights.

And thanks to Princess Ningyu’s subtle hints, Emperor Wen became increasingly convinced that the Mountain God of Xuanwu Mountain possessed boundless power and blessings and would surely provide tremendous assistance on his journey to immortality.

To express gratitude and secure divine favor, he personally issued an imperial decree ordering the construction of Mountain God temples throughout all the counties surrounding Xuanwu Mountain.

People everywhere offered incense, knelt in worship, and prayed for blessings.

A nationwide craze for worshipping the Mountain God soon swept across the land.

By now, the Mountain God’s fame had spread throughout the entire empire.

Everyone knew that the deity of Xuanwu Mountain possessed boundless power and answered prayers with extraordinary efficacy.

Against such overwhelming momentum, Liang Chen’s public slander of the Mountain God and his accusations against Princess Ningyu—who enjoyed the deity’s favor—were tantamount to courting death.

Inside the grand hall, Liang Chen’s face had already turned ashen.

His spirit was shattered.

Ignoring the pain in his head and the blood flowing down his face, and disregarding the Emperor’s furious pressure, he desperately twisted his stiff neck and looked toward Prince Eight.

He hoped that his only remaining backer would plead on his behalf.

But throughout the entire affair, Prince Eight stood quietly among the officials with lowered eyes.

His posture was upright, his expression calm and indifferent.

Not once did he even raise his gaze.

Not even a sliver of attention or the slightest emotional fluctuation was granted to Liang Chen.

His attitude was cold and decisive.

He had completely abandoned the piece.

Prince Eight was a man of profound schemes and deep calculations. He had already seen through the entire situation.

Princess Ningyu now possessed divine miracles, nationwide acclaim, and the Emperor’s favor. She occupied every advantage imaginable and stood at the peak of her influence.

There was nothing to gain by opposing her now.

Thus, he chose to endure in silence and observe from the sidelines.

There was still plenty of time ahead.

Court politics had never been decided in a single day.

He remembered today’s defeat and would wait patiently for the right opportunity to rise again.

Liang Chen’s last hope shattered completely.

Yet he still refused to give up, kneeling and crying out his innocence.

But every word sounded like the dying struggles of a clown seeking attention.

Emperor Wen’s fury reached its limit.

No longer willing to hear another word, he issued a stern decree:

“Liang Chen has disregarded imperial grace, slandered the gods, falsely accused loyal subjects, and harbored sinister intentions!

Strip him immediately of all titles and offices, reduce him to a commoner, and exile him to the frontier.

He shall never again return to the capital!”

At once, the guards stepped forward and dragged away the collapsed and despairing Liang Chen.

All his schemes.

All his hatred.

Had become nothing but a joke.

His fate ended in miserable exile, bringing immense satisfaction to all who witnessed it.

Back in the modern era, in the courtyard of the employee dormitory.

After Mu Ziqi finished speaking, everyone absorbed the dramatic twists and turns of the story.

Each person had different feelings.

Some felt that Liang Chen had brought destruction upon himself and deserved his miserable end.

Others couldn’t help feeling a trace of pity.

But Miao Yunyou’s thoughts were somewhere else entirely.

She was thinking about something completely different.

Mountain God temples…

Wait.

She suddenly knew how to make the kitties happy again! 🐈✨