Seeing this, Yang Shan hurriedly knelt on the ground, his expression pious and fanatical.
“Great True God!”
“Your devout believer prays to you!”
After the eyeballs rolled around a few times, they all fixed their gaze on Yang Shan.
Yang Shan's body shuddered, and then he saw a girl with a graceful figure slowly rise from the pool of blood. The blood slid down her body, highlighting every curve.
She stepped toward Yang Shan, lightly lifting his chin with her index finger.
“What is it you wish to report?”
Yang Shan's expression became even more fanatical, his body trembling slightly.
“True God, someone is attempting to awaken the Sea God and spread that faith once again.”
“He is a Demigod from the Security Bureau Headquarters. We have no way to deal with him.”
The girl chuckled and kissed Yang Shan.
“I already know who he is—an interesting little fellow.”
“He is hiding on land, so I cannot pull him back to the sea directly. But I believe you will find a way, won't you?”
After being kissed, Yang Shan's face turned beet red, as if the blood vessels in his body might burst at any second.
“True God, I...”
The girl kissed him again, her movements becoming increasingly bold.
Bang!
The door was pushed open from the outside, and a subordinate rushed in, his face full of panic.
“Uncle Shan, the Whale God temple...”
He only got halfway through his sentence before he saw the situation inside the room. He saw Uncle Shan completely naked, embracing a flesh ball made of countless fused organs and meat!
His eyes filled with horror. Just as he was about to scream, the flesh ball transformed into a voluptuous woman who perfectly matched his aesthetic preferences.
Gulp.
He swallowed hard, his mind clouded as he staggered toward her.
...
“Let's do it here.”
Lu's father looked at the location in front of him and smiled.
“The area is large enough, and the site is already cleared. It's a bit remote, but the road is good—wide enough for parking.”
He wiped the sweat from his forehead, very satisfied with the place he had found.
Lu Zhao and Lu Ming were both by his side, nodding repeatedly at their father's words.
“This place really is nice. It's shaded by green trees, and you can even see the ocean.”
“Forget a temple; this would be enough for a holiday resort.”
Hearing his children's praise, Lu's father became even happier.
He took a few photos with his phone before calling Yin Yang.
“Hello? Envoy, I've found a place. I'll send you the photos; see if it works for you.”
On the other end of the line, Yin Yang glanced at the images.
“Understood. Send me the location.”
After hanging up, Yin Yang contacted Mr. Huang immediately and told him he wanted to acquire this piece of land.
The other party agreed extremely readily.
In his view, as long as Yin Yang wasn't promoting the Sea God, he could do whatever he wanted!
The land purchase formalities were completed in less than an afternoon. The next day, Yin Yang had Lu's father find a construction crew and immediately began building the temple.
Yin Yang drew the blueprints himself. They were very simple, with the main focus being efficiency!
For a construction crew, the speed of payment equaled the speed of construction.
Under the onslaught of Yin Yang's money, a brand-new temple was completed in just five days.
Without notifying anyone, the temple simply opened its doors for business.
The first to enter were a group of old men out for a stroll.
“Oh? Since when did a temple pop up here?”
“It really is new.”
The old men walked inside, but they were left speechless when they saw the divine tablet being worshiped.
“Is this temple that poor? They couldn't even afford to carve a statue?”
“Exactly. This is a bit of a half-hearted effort, isn't it?”
Where a divine statue should have stood, there was instead a large blue stone with five large characters written on it: Lord of Rebirth and Communion.
“You've got it all wrong. Our temple isn't short on money.”
Lu's father's voice rang out. He was wearing a white martial arts uniform and holding an A4-sized notebook.
“If we didn't have money, who could build such a large temple in five days?”
The old men were surprised.
“Five days? That is fast. But if you have money, why not get a statue?”
Lu's father feigned mystery.
“A mountain need not be high; if there is an immortal, it will be famous.”
“If you have God in your heart, even a stone is a god.”
“If you have no God in your heart, even a golden statue is nothing more than a decoration.”
The old men were immediately impressed, though they didn't quite understand.
“Then what is this Lord of Rebirth and Communion in charge of?”
Lu's father looked mysterious and didn't answer, simply turning to walk away.
The old men grew even more curious, all turning to look at the blue stone. Suddenly, one of them slapped his thigh.
“Lord of Rebirth and Communion! I knew that sounded familiar! Didn't that boy from the Wang family say the other day that he dreamed of his grandfather?”
“His grandfather? His grandfather has been gone for years.”
“I remember, it was thirty-one years ago. He died in a storm.”
“Right, right! I heard he found someone to perform a sacrifice to help deliver his grandfather's soul. The one that person believed in was the Lord of Rebirth and Communion!”
Hearing this, one of the old men sighed.
“Sigh, a god that can help deliver the souls of the deceased is a good god.”
“Of course. Otherwise, would the Security Bureau let him build a temple?”
“Should we offer a prayer too?”
“Let's do it!”
The elders bowed piously.
...
The harbor.
Yin Yang sat on a bench drinking water, his face somewhat pale.
It couldn't be helped; business had been too good lately!
Ever since those delivered souls visited their families in dreams, Yin Yang had been swamped.
Especially after word got out that he didn't charge a fee—only requiring people to bring their own offerings—he was practically flying with work!
From sunrise until now, Yin Yang had been dancing for over three hours.
His spirituality had been depleted several times, and now even his physical strength was failing.
He looked at the crowd of people waiting in line and forced a smile.
“Don't worry, everyone. I just need to rest for a few minutes. I will definitely help them find peace as soon as possible.”
“No rush, no rush.”
“That's right, we're in no hurry.”
The crowd quickly called out. They had all seen Yin Yang's dedication and wouldn't dream of rushing him.
And although Yin Yang was physically and mentally exhausted, he was secretly quite pleased.
He hadn't expected there would be so many sacrificial rituals waiting for him!
The scale was small, but the sheer volume was massive!
His spirituality was growing every day, and he was getting closer and closer to a breakthrough!
Canned Food's progress was also very fast. Now, Yin Yang had begun inquiring about the Assassin promotion potion.
Unfortunately, there was no entrance to Wanwu City nearby. Otherwise, he could probably just buy it with some money.
“What are you all crowding around here for?”
A raspy voice with a hint of authority rang out.
The crowd parted, and an old man dressed in a white robe, fiddling with walnuts in his hand, walked over.
Lu Ming had been accompanying Yin Yang at the harbor all day. Seeing this, he leaned in and whispered in Yin Yang's ear.
“Brother, that's the owner of the Lyu Group, the biggest seafood merchant in Huanggang.”
Yin Yang nodded. He sensed a wave of malice coming from the man.
But the two had never met. Why would there be malice?
Yin Yang flexed his fingers. In the shadows of a distant rooftop, the Red-Haired Ghost appeared, carrying a flaming greatbow.
In any case, it was best to nip the danger in the bud!
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