The strangeness has come, I am a god with trillions of ghost money

Chapter 427 So scared that he gave her 10 billion? Is that reasonable?
The wandering god quickly said, "No, I'm not shaking. It's just that the wind is a bit strong today, and it made my clothes rustle."

Clothes made of paper like this tend to make a sound when the wind blows.

"Then the quality of your paper clothes is not good. The paper clothes I sell here fit ghosts perfectly after they are burned, and you can't tell that they are made of paper at all."

"Then I'll buy some!"

The daytime wandering god said.

"Give me something similar to what I'm wearing. When I pay the balance, I'll give you another 10 billion!"

Song Mang: ? ? ? ?

Does he even know what he's saying? He spends 10 billion just to buy a paper-mache outfit?
She's not that kind of unscrupulous businesswoman!
Song Mang had no idea that the Yama-level Ghost Card in her hand, after being upgraded, was more than just Yama-level!

She can only use the Yama-level ghost card for now, but because she wasn't a cultivator at the beginning, Xi Jinzhi could only give her the lowest level Yama ghost card.

Otherwise, the malice value will exceed the limit in no time.

It also caused damage to her body.

This is also why Xi Jinzhi urged her to cultivate quickly; only by improving her cultivation level faster could the Yama-level Ghost Card in her hand be upgraded as soon as possible.

Not long after, Song Mang received the transfer from the Day Wanderer.

As the Day Wanderer transferred money to her, the Night Wanderer was about to follow the Sword Saint into the opera house.

The Night Wanderer was startled to see Xi Jinzhi sitting on the sofa.

"Greetings, Young Master."

The Night Wanderer first bowed respectfully to Xi Jinzhi before saying to Song Mang, "Miss Song, are you satisfied with what I did earlier?"

I brought your friend over today, and I even healed all his injuries. You can take a look.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Sword Saint quickly brought Xuan Yuanxi over. "Boss, he's really fine. I checked the kid over a long time ago!"

Xuan Yuanxi looked at Song Mang gratefully, "Actually, I was seriously injured in the dungeon. The Zen Ninja wielded a sacred Buddhist artifact, and I was no match for him!"
I thought I was going to die in that ten-star dungeon, but I didn't expect you to save me even without God's Blessing!

"Song Mang, thank you so much! You've saved me so many times!"

Song Mang waved his hand and said, "No need to be so polite. Your own father has already recognized me as his godfather, so we're family. Of course I'll let you live!"

Xuanyuan Xi: (⊙_⊙)
Xuan Yuanxi looked somewhat helpless.

Actually, when Xuanyuan Sheng insisted on recognizing Song Mang as his godfather at the beginning, Xuanyuan Xi thought it was too abstract!
But now he realizes that his biological father wasn't just an abstract figure, he was practically prescient!

However, this is all thanks to the good teachings of our ancestors!
The ancestor said that there was no seniority in the Netherworld, nor was there any principle of dividing seniors and juniors based on age. Whoever was stronger was the senior, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with recognizing a godfather!
Xuan Yuanxi had initially thought that these two abstract old men had lost their minds, which had worried him a lot.

It seems that experience truly matters!

Song Mang looked at the Night Wanderer and said, "You did a good job. You can try out the paper warship. Take this one I have and give it a try."

Song Mang took out the paper warship.

Night Wanderer's eyes lit up. "Thank you, Miss Song! I'll take it and try it out. If I like it, please save one for me! I'll come back to you to buy one later!"

"it is good."

The Night Wanderer happily took the paper warship and left, ignoring the Day Wanderer who was still there.

The daytime wandering god was somewhat unsettled because of this paper warship.

He couldn't help but ask, "Boss Song, is that paper warship really that powerful?" He was terrified that the Night Watchman would use it to beat him up!
The paper-mache firearms that Night Wanderer now possessed caused him to suffer repeated defeats, forcing him to hide with his men.

If they used something even more powerful, he'd probably be wiped out, leaving him all alone!

Then why should he be a Yin General?
Song Mang immediately saw what he was worried about and said, "You are also my guest, and I don't want my guests to fight each other. If they all die, how can I do business?"
I'll send him a message later; you two can shake hands and make up. Aren't there eight other Yin Generals? If you're bored, go fight the others.

"Is this... feasible?"

"nonsense."

The Day Wanderer was initially worried that Song Mang wouldn't be able to persuade the Night Wanderer, but after glancing at Xi Jinzhi sitting on the sofa, he relaxed.

"Then I'll wait for news from Boss Song!"

The day-roaming god has also left.

Song Mang slumped back onto the sofa and glanced at her bank account balance.

It's still a string of countless zeros. After spending so much money, I haven't even spent all the change yet!

She couldn't help but sigh, "When will I ever run out of money? It feels like I'm spending more and more! But it feels like I'm losing out by giving all this stuff away to those Yin Generals for free."

Xi Jinzhi looked at her and said, "The Doomsday Judgment has taken in another two thousand players. These players are very likely to die. What do you plan to do?"

Song Mang said casually, "Didn't you tell me to go into seclusion and cultivate? Why are you giving me work to do?"

Seeing her carefree demeanor, Xi Jinzhi knew that she was not the kind of person who was willing to endure the tediousness of seclusion.

He chuckled softly, took a sip of tea, and said, "I've thought of a way to allow you to rapidly increase your cultivation without having to go into seclusion."

"Eat the elixir of immortality?"

Song Mang thought for a moment and said, "But the medicine from the quack doctor isn't powerful enough. It can only neutralize one-fifth of the elixir's power each time. Also, the body needs a period of time to adapt after absorbing the elixir's power."

"Have you ever heard of stories of mortals ascending to sainthood overnight? Some of them, after ascending, are even granted a place among the immortals."

"Of course I've heard of them. There are many such legends and stories from ancient times. I went to university, after all, and I've read quite a few books on these myths and legends."

After Song Mang finished speaking, she suddenly understood Xi Jinzhi's intention and couldn't help but sit up straight.

She blinked and said, "You mean, I can become an immortal through a special recruitment process like those other people, without cultivating?"

Seeing her excited little face, Xi Jinzhi's smile deepened. "This way of cultivating merit and gaining the power of others' beliefs is what you do."

The more people who believe in you, the greater the power they provide, and you will naturally ascend.

Song Mang stroked his chin, pondered, and said, "Isn't that the same as those statues of gods? They build temples and have mortals worship them to eliminate evil thoughts, all in order to gain the power of faith to strengthen themselves."

Once humans are fattened up, they can choose a suitable body from among them and log into this world.

"They did not do it purely to obtain the power of faith, but used a forbidden spell from the celestial realm to place a curse on each human being they worshipped, in order to control them."

This method violates the rules of Heaven and is an attempt to evade accountability from the celestial realm.

Xi Jinzhi's eyes turned cold.

She then asked, "Then what should I do to gain the power of belief like them?"

(End of this chapter)