Gods of the Nation: You worship the God of Longevity, I worship the King of Hell!

Chapter 113 This chair in Jiangcheng, I, Lu Chen, am determined to sit on it!!!

Lu Chen's voice was like thunder, piercing the chaotic sky.

At this moment, everyone high in the sky was stunned.

The flames burning around Yu Feng paused for a moment.

When he saw Lu Chen above the blue mist, his expression was instantly replaced by utter astonishment.

"It's you, kid?!" Yu Feng could hardly believe his eyes.

"It is indeed this junior! Please, City Lord, cease your attack!"

Lu Chen and his two companions arrived at the last possible moment.

Yu Feng's gaze unconsciously fell on Zeng Rou.

When Yu Feng saw the other person's face clearly, his heart felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer.

"Zeng Rou?!"

boom--

He couldn't believe his eyes.

This woman was actually standing with Lu Chen.

"Lord Yu, how have you been?"

Zeng Rou bowed slightly, her posture composed.

At the same time, Sun Yourong flashed to her father Sun Qingcang's side.

Sun Qingcang's level of shock at this moment was no less than Yu Feng's.

"Yourong, what... what exactly happened?"

"You should just listen to what he has to say."

Sun Yourong pointed at Lu Chen.

In an instant, hundreds of eyes focused on Lu Chen.

"Lord City Lord, who is this gentleman?"

The three heads of the four major families behind them, Zhao, He, and Qin, looked at each other, unable to hide their astonishment.

"Don't be impatient, let's listen to him first."

Yu Feng had no intention of explaining; his gaze was fixed intently on Lu Chen.

"Uh... how about we go back and discuss this in more detail, Lord City Lord?" Lu Chen asked tentatively.

“Say it right here, now, immediately!” Yu Feng’s tone left no room for argument.

“Alright~” Lu Chen cleared his throat: “It’s actually very simple. Three days ago, someone appeared in my dream and told me that a group would come to join me, and instructed me to accept them. I just thought it was a dream and didn’t take it to heart. But today, Elder Zeng of the Rakshasa Sect really came and insisted on leading the entire Rakshasa Sect to submit to me. That’s how it is.”

Lu Chen made up stories without batting an eye.

Whether they believe it or not, the immediate priority is to stop Yu Feng, which is a victory in itself.

As expected, Yu Feng sneered, "You brat, do you think I, the city lord, am a three-year-old?"

"If you don't believe me, you can ask Elder Zeng whether what I said is true or false."

Lu Chenchao gave Zeng Rou a wink.

Zeng Rou immediately understood and nodded solemnly: "Mr. Lu's words are all true. Three days ago, I came to Jiangdu City on the orders of the Xuan Gu Ancestor to find the new leader. The Ancestor clearly stated that only Mr. Lu can lead our sect to break free from its cocoon, turn away from evil and return to the light!"

Yu Feng's face was still filled with doubt, and his sharp gaze swept over the three thousand Rakshasa followers below.

“That’s right! It was all arranged by the Ancestor!” the followers echoed in unison.

This scene left all four major families and ten rising stars of Jiangcheng speechless, their faces as if struck by lightning.

Wha, what? !

The Rakshasa Cult actually wants to pledge allegiance to this unknown young man?
This means that from now on, this kid will have three thousand elite Rakshasa Sect soldiers at his disposal?!

What a joke!
Which of these ten newly rich families in Jiangdu has the strength to possess three thousand private soldiers?

What's more, these are three thousand evil cultivators who have tasted blood and are fearless in the face of death!

A force that would require the entire city to unite to resist is actually going to submit to this young man?
Who is this kid?
Although Lu Chen has been making waves lately, not all of these busy family heads know him.

Most of them are still quite unfamiliar with him.

That's why they were even more shocked—an ordinary civilian suddenly holding three thousand elite soldiers was undoubtedly a huge threat to them.

"Xiaofeng!"

At that moment, Zheng Changguo's voice came from the other end of the phone again.

"Boss!" Yu Feng quickly answered the phone.

“I know you still have doubts, but the decision to surrender is now final. I have already had the Jiang Province government issue the official documents, which will be sent to you shortly. Stop fighting, there’s no need to fight anymore.”

"Yes, sir! I understand!"

Although Yu Feng was certain that Lu Chen's relationship with the Rakshasa Cult was not as simple as it seemed, the kid was simply too capable.

Even with the deadly intent of Tianfa, they were able to turn the tide and save Madam Zheng's life.

This immense favor was enough to warrant Mr. Zheng's personal intervention.

“Alas, I know you are unwilling, and you are determined to eradicate the Rakshasa Cult and rid the people of this scourge. But you must understand that since young friend Lu has achieved the same goal, you should be gratified. Do not kill for the sake of killing.”

"Rest assured, sir, I understand the importance of this matter."

"Okay! I feel relieved to hear that."

After hanging up the phone, Yu Feng coldly sized up Lu Chen. After a long while, he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Boy, clean up this mess as soon as possible, and then report to the City Lord's Mansion. I'll be waiting for you!"

Having said that, he waved his hand at the heads of the various families behind him: "Everyone, follow me to the City Lord's Mansion!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already transformed into a streak of fire and soared into the sky. The other dozen or so family heads exchanged glances, then transformed into rainbows and followed suit.

Standing to the side, Sun Qingcang looked at Lu Chen with a wry smile: "Little Chen, you really are... you've given Uncle Sun another huge shock!"

Lu Chen laughed and said, "Uncle Sun, what storms haven't you weathered? This little thing shouldn't be a big deal, right?"

"Is this really necessary? This is the Rakshasa Sect! Even I, Uncle Chen, have never seen anything like this!" Sun Qingcang gasped, his heart still churning with emotion. "Alright, settle things here first. Uncle Sun will be waiting for you at the City Lord's Mansion."

"Alright, Uncle Sun, take care!"

Sun Yourong left with her father, and she was quite impressed with Lu Chen for being able to get away with such a lame excuse.

In the blink of an eye, only Lu Chen and the Rakshasa followers remained at the scene.

Lu Chen and Zeng Rou exchanged a glance, then Lu Chen descended from the clouds. "Master!!!!"

Wang Zhidong staggered forward first and knelt down in front of Lu Chen.

"Thank you, Master, for saving my life!!!"

Three thousand followers shouted in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.

Lu Chen was speechless at the sight of these people's attire; they seemed determined to make sure everyone knew they were part of a cult.

Without further ado, he stood with his hands behind his back in front of the followers, his expression solemn, and said, "Don't rush to call me leader. Wait until I finish what I'm about to say, then you can think it over before you call me that."

"Please give your instructions, Master!" Zeng Rou also knelt down.

After a moment's thought, Lu Chen said, "I'll get straight to the point. I'll give you two choices now."

"First: If you don't want to continue hiding like rats in the street, then forget your identity as disciples of the Rakshasa Sect and reform from now on. I, Lu Chen, guarantee that I will make each of you live an upright life and strive for a bright future."

"Second: If anyone still misses the days of burning, killing, and looting, and is determined to continue being a heretical cultivator—I'm sorry, I don't keep such people here. I can let you leave today, but if we meet again in the future, good and evil cannot coexist, so don't blame me for being ruthless."

His gaze was sharp as lightning, sweeping across the entire room.

"Now, I'll give you five seconds to think it over. Those who want to stay can stay; those who don't want to stay can leave now."

"5!"

"4!"

Before the count reached "3", Zeng Rou was the first to kneel down, her forehead touching the ground: "Your subordinate is willing to serve the leader to the death!"

With her taking the lead, Wang Zhidong and dozens of other senior elders and protectors kowtowed and said, "Your subordinates are willing to serve the leader to the death!"

Immediately following, a tsunami of agreement rose and fell.

Lu Chen frowned slightly: "Have you thought this through? Once you step through the gates of Jiangcheng, if anyone goes back on their word, I will mobilize the entire sect to punish them, killing them without mercy!"

"Your subordinates will never go back on their word, Master!" the three thousand people said in unison.

“Very good.” Lu Chen looked at Zeng Rou: “Then you will lead them through the west gate of the city later. But before entering the city, everyone must change out of these clothes! What era are we living in? Still wearing black robes, as if you’re afraid people won’t know you’re a cult? Especially you!”

Lu Chen pointed at the magical artifact in Wang Zhidong's hand: "Does holding a skull staff make you look impressive? Put it away!"

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Wang Zhidong's figure flickered, and his black robe and staff vanished instantly, replaced by ordinary middle-aged clothing.

"Well, that's pretty much it."

Lu Chen nodded in satisfaction: "I'll leave the rest to you. See you at Nanshan Residential Area when I return from the City Lord's Mansion!"

Zeng Rou nodded solemnly: "I will obey the leader's orders!"

Lu Chen turned to leave, but suddenly realized an awkward problem.

He is only at the third rank of cultivation and cannot yet transform into a rainbow to escape; that is a divine ability that can only be mastered after the fourth rank.

Right now, he can only hover in the air at most.

With so many eyes watching, he couldn't very well leave using the "Lingbo Weibu" technique, could he?
"That's right, the Plague Emperor Banner! This banner is a magical artifact; one can use it to fly!"

With a thought, Lu Chen summoned the Plague Emperor Banner.

In an instant, a pure and powerful aura of miasma surged out from the banner, its power causing the three thousand followers to tremble with fear.

Lu Chen lightly touched the ground with his toes, stepped onto the green miasma, and immediately rode the wind away.

Behind him, Wang Zhidong saw the terrifying Plague Emperor Banner and his face turned pale with fright.

He subconsciously took out his own skull staff for comparison, only to find that this magical artifact, which he had once been so proud of, was utterly worthless in front of the cult leader.

"As expected of the sect leader! His move is extraordinary, possessing such a terrifying magic weapon!"

Zeng Rou was also stunned by the power of the Plague Emperor Banner. After a moment of disorientation, she sincerely exclaimed, "The Holy Ancestor's descent to the mortal realm is truly extraordinary!"

She knelt down again in devout prayer: "Respectfully bidding farewell to the leader!"

"Respectfully bidding farewell to the Cult Leader!!!"

The voices of three thousand people converged into a torrent, soaring straight into the sky.

……

About twenty minutes later, outside the city lord's mansion.

Lu Chen parked the car, held the city lord's order in his hand, and proceeded smoothly without any obstacles.

The atmosphere inside the main hall was somber.

Yu Feng sat upright in the main seat, exuding an imposing aura without anger.

Below the hall, the four major families each occupied a main seat.

Behind him, the ten newly rich took their seats in turn, subtly displaying an air of rivalry.

Lu Chen subconsciously looked at Sun Qingcang—only to see Sun Yourong standing quietly beside her father, with only two newly wealthy family heads behind the Sun family.

"Bring some seats!" Yu Feng ordered.

A servant immediately brought a chair and placed it in front of the hall.

An uproar immediately erupted in the main hall.

"Lord City Lord, according to the rules, only families of newly noble rank or above can attend this kind of meeting. This young man's participation already breaks the rules, let alone being offered a seat?"

"Yes, this..."

The two newly wealthy family heads couldn't help but voice their doubts.

"Ok?"

Yu Feng glanced at them, and the two immediately fell silent.

The chair was placed in front of the hall, directly facing Yu Feng's seat.

Upon hearing this, Lu Chen realized that only newly wealthy families were qualified to sit in this chair, so he didn't stand on ceremony and sat down with an air of authority!

In any case, becoming a new elite is only a matter of time.

I'm sticking with this chair today!

　There will be three updates tonight, and the remaining two will be uploaded after polishing and revisions.

　　It contains important information for the next chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)