Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Chapter 246 Follow me, and I'll lead you to create a new world of gods!
A genuinely satisfied smile slowly spread across Lu Jun's lips, which were shrouded in a hazy glow.

Just then, Yuan Enzhen suddenly raised his head.

The bloodshot eyes of this veteran Limit Douluo were still visible, a mixture of pain and confusion, but more than anything, they reflected an attitude of being forced to the edge and having to make a choice.

He stared intently at Lu Jun's hazy yet imposing figure, his voice hoarse, trembling almost imperceptibly:

"Then...what...what should we do?"

The moment those words were asked, the hearts of all the Yuanen clan members jumped into their throats, their eyes fixed on Lu Jun.

The fate of the family seemed to hinge on the next words of the deity.

"It's very simple, believe in me."

Lu Jun said calmly.

Immediately afterwards, he threw out an irresistible bait that could drive any Soul Master mad:

“You will receive God’s gifts.”

His gaze, almost tangible, swept over Yuan Entianshang's dejected figure, whose cultivation had been crippled.

“I will restore your son Yuan Entianshang’s cultivation, which was completely destroyed.”

Yuan Enzhentian's body trembled violently, and his previously lifeless eyes suddenly burst forth with an unbelievable, almost burning light.

To restore one's cultivation level?

For him, this was a gift more luxurious than being born.

The surrounding tribesmen were instantly in an uproar.

Lu Jun's gaze swept over the faces that were excited by this promise, his voice remaining steady:
"And what you need to do is very simple."

"Believe in me."

"Spread my name and my deeds."

His tone gradually began to carry an air of dominance over the world.

"Let every corner of the entire Douluo Continent know of my existence and my power, that's all."

The conditions are very simple.

Faith, spreading.

For the family that had just been saved from the brink of extinction by this god and promised unimaginable blessings, it seemed only natural.

However, Yuanen Zhentian was, after all, a Limit Douluo who had experienced many vicissitudes and held the reins of power in his family.

Faced with immense temptation, his remaining rationality issued its final and most profound warning.

He wasn't blinded by elation; instead, he stepped forward, met Lu Jun's gaze, and asked the ultimate question that concerned the future of his family, and even the fate of the entire Douluo Continent:

"But, great god, how can we... how can we know that you... could you be the next Sea God Tang San?"

He stared intently at Lu Jun's hazy face, as if trying to pierce through the radiance to see the true heart of the deity:

"If you become powerful and reach unprecedented heights... will you still care about us, who may still be mere mortals in your eyes?"

"Will you, like the sea god, regard us as useless dust and discard us like worn-out shoes?"

This is the most pointed question and the most fundamental concern.

Once bitten, twice shy.

The shadow of the collapse of the sea god faith lingers in the hearts of every member of the Yuanen tribe.

Faced with this almost offensive question, Lu Jun did not get angry.

Instead, he chuckled softly.

"I can't guarantee that."

Lu Jun's answer was surprisingly direct, without any false promises or charlatan-like seduction.

His admission of his uncertainty, ironically, added a strange kind of persuasiveness.

"Because I don't know if I will be able to keep the promises I make today in the future."

"The mind of God is unfathomable; even I cannot fully predict it."

He changed the subject:
"But what I can do is, as long as I have meat to eat... you will have soup to drink as well."

This colloquial metaphor, spoken by a deity, carries a strange impact. It strips away all the sacred aura, placing the relationship between God and believers nakedly at the level of a community of shared interests.

Cruel, yet incredibly real.

Sincerity is the ultimate weapon. The relationship between gods and believers is inherently mutually beneficial, which is a true win-win situation.

Believers sincerely worship the gods, offering them the power of faith, and the gods, in turn, take care of the believers, making them willing to worship.

Instead of simply listening to a few stories and doing nothing, it's about brainwashing people into subconsciously planting the seeds of worshiping gods and turning them into tools that directly provide the power of faith.

“Yuan Enzhentian, at least with my help…” Lu Jun said calmly, “you have a chance to ascend to godhood.”

"Ascension...becoming a god?"

Yuan Enzhentian's body swayed violently, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. The composure of a Limit Douluo vanished, leaving only extreme horror and an uncontrollable desire.

He pursued it his whole life, exhausting all his efforts, yet he still couldn't reach the threshold of becoming a quasi-god.

And this deity before him actually promised him... the possibility of becoming a god?

Lu Jun's gaze continued to sweep across:
"And members of your family, if they have sufficient talent and aptitude..."

He paused meaningfully for a moment.

"You understand."

These unfinished words are like sparks thrown into boiling oil.

The entire Yuanen family was in an uproar.

Ascending to godhood is no longer a vague legend, but a future promised by the gods themselves and within reach.

After all, what stood before them was a genuine god.

Countless gazes instantly turned intensely fervent, and their breathing became heavy.

Yuan Enzhen's heart pounded wildly, almost bursting out of his chest.

The immense temptation crashed against his remaining reason like a tsunami.

He suppressed the surrender that almost escaped his lips, grasping at the last straw of logic, his voice trembling with excitement:
"But, but, Your Majesty, the entire Douluo Continent is no longer favored by the God Realm."

"If a god realm exists, with the extraordinary talent of Yun Ming, the strongest being of our time, he should have already ascended to godhood. This... this doesn't make sense. Moreover..."

He looked up at Lu Jun with great confusion.

"You are clearly a god-level being, so why haven't you ascended to the God Realm? You... where did you come from?"

This is indeed the ultimate mystery that has troubled the top experts of the entire Douluo Continent.

Faced with this question that touches upon the essence of the world, Lu Jun stood with his hands behind his back, his figure appearing even more distant and unfathomable in the hazy light.

He remained silent for a moment, as if weighing something.

Finally, he spoke:

"The realm of gods is indeed gone."

These six words pronounced the end of the old era.

"But I can create another realm of gods."

Yuanen Zhentian, Yuanen Tianshang, Yuanen Yehui... all members of the Yuanen clan, whether Limit Douluo or ordinary clansmen, had their minds completely blank at this moment.

My thoughts were completely shattered by these earth-shattering words.

Recreate the realm of gods?

This...how is this possible?

Lu Jun said calmly:
"Yuan Enzhentian, this is a huge gamble."

I won't make things difficult for you.

"The choice is yours."

"Is it about following me, having faith in me, and betting on a future where you can create a divine realm with me and share in eternity?"

"Or..." His voice carried a hint of mocking pity, "continue to cling to those outdated, useless ideas that only bring silence and despair, and worship that sea god Tang San who will never respond to you?"

(End of this chapter)