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

Chapter 117 So this "ancestor" is the "ancestor of ancestors"!
But then, Lu Chen changed the subject: "However, I have already rejected all those conditions. I have signed a separate agreement with your old rival, Yu Feng, the city lord. From now on, if any one of the three thousand followers commits a crime, I will be held jointly liable. In other words, I have given each of your three thousand followers a guarantee..."

"Leader!!"

Upon hearing this, the two men's expressions changed drastically. They couldn't believe it, nor could they imagine that this young cult leader possessed such great magnanimity.

Lu Chen reached out to stop them: "So from now on, I'm in the same boat as you. We'll share the same fate, but I believe that with your abilities, you two should be able to help me manage these three thousand people."

Zeng Rou immediately said in a deep voice, "Please rest assured, Master, I will do my best and will not let you down!"

Wang Zhidong echoed, "That's right. Elder Zeng has been managing the affairs of the sect for a long time and has a very high reputation. With her assistance, we can definitely achieve twice the result with half the effort. Of course, your subordinate will also do his best to share the burden for the sect leader!"

Lu Chen nodded slightly: "Although the Rakshasa Sect will cease to exist in the future, its mission has only just begun!"

Wang Zhidong then weakly interjected, "Speaking of this, I have a question for you, Master."

"explain."

"Then can we still make offerings to Ancestor Xuan Gu in the future? After all, our supernatural abilities all come from the Ancestor's favor."

Zeng Rou's gaze sharpened, and she immediately perked up her ears.

It wouldn't matter if the Rakshasa Sect didn't exist, but if they couldn't even worship their patriarch, wouldn't that mean that their strength would only remain at this level for the rest of their lives?

Unless you go to worship other gods.

Offering sacrifices to other deities is not so easy. Not only do they have to start from scratch, but their identities might also be rejected by other deities, and they could very well be directly attacked.

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Don't worry, I've already thought of this for you. From now on, you won't need to make offerings to that Xuan Gu Ancestor anymore."

The two men tensed up, their faces instantly filled with worry and fear.

However, the next moment, Lu Chen's words were like a thunderclap, earth-shattering: "From this day forward, you shall all become servants of one of the eight righteous gods of the Heavenly Court—the Lord of the Plague Department, the Plague Emperor Haotian!!"

"The Plague Emperor?!"

Wang Zhidong almost thought he had misheard.

Directly worshipping a supreme deity, a star lord-level deity?!

This is simply... wishful thinking!
Just like the "Nine Heavens Responding to the Origin of Thunder and Universal Transformation Heavenly Venerable," there are countless worshippers throughout the world.

But how many people truly receive blessings and become powerful?
Compared to the entire base, this is extremely rare.

After all, the blessings bestowed by the gods are limited.

With more people sharing the profits, dilution is inevitable.

Secondly, with more deities to choose from, the requirements for spiritual practitioners become higher.

It depends on qualifications, background, and sincerity, among other things.

Although the Plague Emperor is an extremely obscure deity.

However, it is not something that ordinary mortals can simply offer worship to.

After all, he is the Plague Ancestor, who is on the same level as the Thunder Ancestor.

Naturally, they also have their own requirements.

Not to mention, none of the major temples have a place for the Plague Emperor.

It's harder to worship Him than to worship an evil god.

Seeing their troubled expressions, Lu Chen smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, let me finish what I have to say."

He leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees, and said with a slightly mysterious smile, "You two have been worshipping the Xuan Gu Ancestor for so long, haven't you noticed that the Rakshasa Sect's supernatural powers are quite similar to those of the Plague Tribe?"

Zeng Rou's beautiful eyes suddenly narrowed: "What the cult leader means is..."

"It's alright to tell you, the Xuan Gu Ancestor you worship is actually just a lowly soldier under the Western Plague Envoy of the Plague Department."

"what!!!"

The two were struck dumb, frozen in place, their minds blank.

"This also explains why when you treated Madam Zheng, everyone else was helpless, but you were the only one who could slow down her condition." Lu Chen looked at Zeng Rou: "It's because Madam Zheng was infected with 'Heavenly Killing Intent,' which was the work of the [Plague Department]."

"I see!"

Zeng Rou suddenly realized, frowned and whispered, "I was also puzzled at the time. This old man Zheng kept saying that Madam Zheng's illness was difficult to cure, but after treating her, although I couldn't cure it completely, I didn't feel it was as extreme as old man Zheng said. So that's the reason. It was just a lucky coincidence!"

"That's right, you analyzed it very quickly!"

Lu Chen felt that this woman would indeed be a great assistant in the future.

He leaned back, shifting to a more relaxed posture: "Then do you know what my status is in the Plague Department?"

Zeng Rou's mind raced, and an unbelievable thought surfaced. Her voice trembled slightly: "Could it be that the sect leader... has taken up a divine position in the Plague Department?" Lu Chen chuckled: "To be honest, your Xuan Gu Ancestor would have to address me as Lord when he sees me."

"I am the guardian deity of the Plague Department, personally appointed by the Plague Emperor as the Plague Prince, holding a position equivalent to the Plague Envoys of the Five Directions."

hum! ! !
At this moment, Zeng and Wang's already turbulent emotions surged to the point of near collapse.

They always thought that Lu Chen was just the mortal incarnation of the Xuan Gu Ancestor.

Unexpectedly, Lu Chen's true identity was even higher than that of the ancestor.

No wonder they possess such terrifying magical treasures!

It must have been personally bestowed by the Plague Emperor!
—The Holy Ancestor descended to earth…

So this "ancestor" refers to the ancestor of all ancestors!

"Please forgive me, Your Excellency! I was blind and disrespectful, and dared to offend you!!!"

Almost instinctively, the two of them crouched down and prostrated themselves, their foreheads pressed against the ground, their bodies trembling slightly with awe.

"It's alright, ignorance is no excuse." Lu Chen waved his hand casually: "From now on, you don't need to worship the Xuan Gu Ancestor anymore. Worshiping the Plague Emperor is the original deity. As long as you do your job well, not to mention cultivation, strength, magic weapons and supernatural powers, it's not a pipe dream to even get an official position in the Plague Department. At that time, even the Xuan Gu Ancestor will have to call you 'Sir' when he sees you."

"No, no!!"

Even so, Lu Chen's words were like a blazing light, instantly illuminating the deepest desires in their hearts, causing their Dao hearts to throb uncontrollably.

After all, who wouldn't want to hold a divine position in Heaven?
There are countless powerful people in the world, but how many of them can actually attain divine office?

Even if you only receive the rank of a lowly soldier, it is still an unparalleled honor!

The cult leader before them, though young, was already a guardian deity of the Plague Department.

This is simply outrageous and unbelievable!

"Master, please give me your orders!"

Suppressing her turbulent emotions, Zeng Rou immediately realized that the "mission" mentioned by the cult leader must be something astonishing.

Lu Chen's expression turned serious, and he slightly bowed towards the void: "I have already discussed this with the Star Lord. In the future, if the Plague Department wants to gain more incense offerings in the mortal world, the old methods will no longer work. Therefore, I propose that the Plague Department should change its appearance and open clinics in the mortal world to do good deeds and accumulate merit. The Plague Emperor has bestowed upon me a copy of the Plague Elixir Heavenly Book, which can cure all diseases in the mortal world!"

Furthermore, I will bestow upon you the divine power to control plagues. Wherever a plague occurs, you can eliminate it yourself, thus earning a good reputation for the Plague Department.

Wang Zhidong asked in confusion, "Master, since the Plague Department is determined to eradicate the plague, then what is this talk of a plague?"

Lu Chen chuckled: "Of the eight departments of Heaven, besides the Plague Department, there's also the Smallpox Department. They can also bring down disasters and plagues. When they do, won't that give us the opportunity to cure the disaster?"

Wang Zhidong suddenly realized the truth and sincerely praised, "Master's strategy is brilliant! I am in awe! This plan is excellent!"

Lu Chen continued, "Besides opening a clinic, you also need to actively promote the benefits of the [Plague Department]'s supernatural powers, especially in dealing with evil spirits and clearing secret realms, where there is much to be done."

If you are interested, you can search online for the records of how I, with the power of the Plague Department, broke through hundreds of evil spirit lairs in seven days some time ago.

Then they will understand how to use the power of the plague in a way that truly meets the needs of the world.

"Yes! I understand!"

"In addition, there is another matter that you two need to take care of."

"Please give me your guidance, Master."

Lu Chen flipped his wrist, and a piece of ghost money appeared between his fingers.

“Ghost money?” Zeng Rou recognized it immediately.

Lu Chen frowned: "You know him too?"

"Reporting to the Master, while we were waiting for you, the Holy Ancestor Granny took out a piece of underworld currency and explained it to us. She said that this item can be used to offer sacrifices to ancestors and can be transformed into currency in the underworld. What kind of supernatural power is this? We have never heard of it before!"

Zeng Rou's worldview has been completely shattered.

She had never even heard of this thing in southern Hunan.

"So that's what my mom told you." Lu Chen nodded. "That saves me the trouble of explaining. That's right, this item does have the effect of communicating between the living and the dead, and can be transformed into resources for the underworld. If you have ancestors in your family, you can try it later. I'll give you some."

"Thank you, Master! But... can these ordinary things from the mortal world truly reach the netherworld and be used by the underworld?"

Wang Zhidong felt his heart race again; what he had seen and heard today was far beyond his comprehension.

Lu Chen smiled calmly: "Alright, if you doubt someone, don't use them; if you use someone, don't doubt them. Since we've said so much, I might as well reveal some of my other identities. In fact, besides being the guardian deity of the Plague Department, I also hold a divine position in the Underworld, bestowed with the title of 'General of Mighty Virtue' by the Ten Kings of Hell. This minting of underworld coins is one manifestation of my divine position!"

"What!!!!"

Upon hearing Wang Zhidong's words, Zeng Rou's heart stopped beating.

(End of this chapter)