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

Chapter 242 Another great divine position to be received!

"Alright, lie down and relax."

With a flick of his sleeve, Li Chenghuang gently pressed Zhao Wanliang back onto the bed.

Seeing his grandson's miserable state, the usually calm and collected City God's brows furrowed with deep gloom.

"This kid... he's really gone too far!"

"Grandpa, I want him dead!!" Zhao Wan's eyes were bloodshot, and he wished he could devour Lu Chen's flesh alive.

Li Chenghuang seemed to ignore him, and sighed deeply, "How could things have changed so suddenly... The funeral was already held, but he came back. Now, you and I, grandfather and grandson, are indeed in a passive position."

Now that things have come to this, he can no longer blame Zhao Wanliang for his earlier change of heart.

After all, if it were him, he would have done the same.

"Grandpa, make a move! Anyway, the position of City God is almost certainly yours, so whether this guy lives or dies is completely irrelevant!"

Previously, Li Chenghuang had secretly asked the underworld generals to gather information, so the chances of winning were indeed not small.

But who will ultimately win the prize remains to be seen.

Lu Chen's sudden return was undoubtedly the biggest unexpected variable, leaving him at a loss for what to do.

Now that Lu Chen has returned, unexpected changes have taken place.

For a moment, even Li Chenghuang was somewhat unsure of what to do.

If he were to take the initiative to find Lu Chen, he feared that the other party would use this opportunity to launch another attack, forcing him to take action to destroy the Zhao family.
However, if one avoids seeing them, it will only reveal a weakness.

With that kid's shrewdness and caution, he might be able to glean some clues from this unusual situation and see through the surface.

This would be extremely detrimental to His competition for the position of governor.

After pondering for a long time, Li Chenghuang looked at Zhao Wanliang, who was still indignant on the bed, and sighed softly: "You should focus on recovering from your injuries. During this period, you must keep a low profile and not cause any more trouble. We'll talk about everything after the dust has settled on the matter of the mansion."

"But grandpa..."

"Remember, those who achieve great things must be able to endure temporary setbacks. Only those who can bend and stretch can be true men."

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already faded away and disappeared into the room.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Zhao Wan gritted his teeth so hard they made a grinding sound.

However, the next second, a strange, almost distorted smile inexplicably appeared on his lips:

"Old man, when you become the City God, you'll bestow upon me the title of Ghost Immortal..."

"Sooner or later, I will personally—kill you!!!"

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Meanwhile, after settling Wang Zhidong and the followers, Lu Chen...

Without stopping, he and Zeng Rou returned to the north of the city and arrived at their Lu family temple.

The temple was sparsely populated and remained deserted.

"Master, this place was actually quite lively during the trial operation period, especially with the worshippers who came to pay homage to the gods of the underworld. They practically took away most of the incense offerings for the Sun family temple."

However, the Sun family seemed to be intentionally trying to steer their guests towards us.

Zeng Rou followed beside her, reporting as they walked:
"In addition, there are quite a few spirits who come to worship the Plague God because of his reputation."

After all, looking at the entire Jiang Province, this is probably the only proper temple that worships the Plague God.

At first, I was also puzzled as to why they had come all this way, but after asking them, I found out.

It turns out that the cult leader had previously used his plague magic to wipe out the Qianjiang City Mission Hall, earning him a lot of military merits.

Its reputation has spread.

Lu Chen smiled dismissively. The battle to subdue the demon in seven days was indeed quite a big deal.

"And what about the God of Wealth?"

"The incense offerings to the God of Wealth are not yet very strong," Zeng Rou replied truthfully.

"After all, with the Zhao family's worship of the God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming, suppressing them, their prestige is deeply rooted. It will probably not be easy for them to surpass them later."

As they spoke, the two had already stepped into the temple.

There were only a few staff members on duty at the temple.

When the staff saw Lu Chen, they were all so shocked that their eyes widened, and they almost instinctively blurted out, "President Lu, you...you're not dead?"

Lu Chen couldn't help but chuckle: "Who said I'm dead? I just went on a long trip. Come on, everyone who sees this gets a share, let's wish each other good luck."

As he spoke, he took out a stack of red envelopes that he had prepared beforehand and handed them out to everyone one by one.
"Thank you, Mr. Lu!" Everyone was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly.

"Don't worry, everyone. In the future, the number of worshippers at our Lu Clan Temple will only increase."

Lu Chen spoke with certainty.

"Of course! When it was bustling, the incense offerings were plentiful!"

A staff member quickly chimed in.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the two went to the incense and incense stall. Lu Chen bought more than a dozen sticks of incense.

Even though it was his own temple, he paid according to the rules.

I also slipped a red envelope to the girl guarding the incense burner.

"Oh, right." Before leaving, he turned around and instructed, "No matter what other temples do, the service attitude of our Lu Family Temple must be up to standard. Don't make it seem like people are begging us to buy incense, understand?" "Understood, Mr. Lu!" The girl who accepted the red envelope nodded quickly.

"We'll set up a service evaluation system in the future, with extra rewards for good performance," Lu Chen instructed Zeng Rou.

"Okay, I've written it down."

Zeng Rou was somewhat surprised.

The services provided by various temples have always been perfunctory.

Could it be that the cult leader suffered some kind of humiliation in this regard before, which is why he values ​​it so much?

The two reached the entrance to the inner hall, and Lu Chen stopped. "I'll go in and light some incense. You can wait here for me."

"it is good!"

The gatekeeper let him through, and Lu Chen strode into the depths of the temple.

Currently, the three main halls of the Lu Clan Temple are: the Hall of the God of Wealth, the Hall of Yama, and the Hall of the Plague God.

There is also a Kitchen God Temple, but the rest are empty.

The main deities enshrined in the entire Lu Clan Temple are: the God of Wealth, Yama, Zhong Kui, the Plague God, the Five Plague Messengers, and the Kitchen God.

There are a total of six deities, who enjoy nine positions of supreme authority.

In addition, there are two divine positions bestowed upon Lu Chen himself: the Mighty and Righteous General of the Underworld and the Plague-Suppressing Prince.

The former's image stands in the Yama's Palace, while the latter is enshrined in the Plague God's Palace.

According to regulations, the number of deities enshrined in the temples of newly wealthy families shall not exceed sixty.

Currently, there are still forty-nine vacant positions for deities.

Xie Qingyi and Fan Rusong are merely underworld officials; even if they serve as guardian deities, they are not considered to have attained divine status.
However, if one could persuade the jinx to become one's guardian deity, the position of this celestial deity must be reserved for him.

After all, even if He was not the best, He was still a celestial being, a true god whose name was recorded in the Heavenly Court.

That's right!
From inside the Linglong Tower, after the jinx of bad luck manifested itself.

Lu Chen had already secretly made up his mind.

The guardian deity of the Plague Prince is none other than the Broom Star.

"It depends on whether He is willing?"

As for the immortal position of "Horse and Grass Recorder", Lu Chen thought it best to forget about it.

To worship a minor civil official in Heaven who raises horses is so unusual it's almost supernatural...

At this time, you can enjoy the scenery inside the temple as you walk.

Lu Chen was also filled with inexplicable emotions.

Unexpectedly, he soon had such a magnificent temple.

"Logically, a consecration ceremony should be held after the temple is established. However, at present, firstly, there are not enough deities and the energy is weak; secondly, it is difficult for me alone to drive a consecration procession of this scale. Forcing the consecration would be counterproductive."

Such large-scale consecration ceremonies require at least three to four people to work together to manage them.

Only with a high-ranking priest presiding over the ceremony, a lecturer supervising the ritual, and a supervisor overseeing the fasting ceremony can the ritual be completed successfully.

Clearly, he does not yet possess such conditions.

"I need to test my ordination level as soon as possible to see if I can reach the high level. If I can, I can preside over the ordination ceremony. At that time, the most important thing is to guide the three thousand Rakshasa brothers into the right path."

If all three thousand or so people can successfully receive their ordination...

Good heavens, then I, as the "leader," truly deserve the title of "patriarch."

Just thinking about it made Lu Chen excited.

"Sigh, there are too many things to do, let's take it one step at a time."

Lu Chen composed himself and, without realizing it, had already stepped into the Temple of the God of Wealth.

Incense smoke curled inside the hall, and the statue of the God of Wealth sat regally on a high platform, adorned with a golden crown and jade belt, his countenance dignified and imposing.

Lu Chen was very satisfied. This statue seemed to be more magnificent and exquisite than the statues in ordinary temples.

"It seems Uncle Chen has put his heart into it."

Without further delay, he picked up three incense sticks, lit them, and inserted them into the incense burner.

They then recited the incantation for offering incense and sincerely worshipped the deity.

In a short while, the gentle, clear voice of the God of Wealth echoed throughout the main hall:

"Brother! You've come at the perfect time! I was just looking for you!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Chen was first taken aback, then his heart skipped a beat: "Brother, has the disciplinary order from the Arctic Exorcism Institute been issued? So quickly?!"

"No, no. It was not the North Pole Exorcism Hall, but the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King who just left my hall."

"The Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King?" Lu Chen was taken aback. "What does He want with my brother?"

The God of Wealth cut to the chase and said directly, "Brother, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King's visit this time suggests he intends to forge a good relationship with you. If my prediction is correct..."

You will soon receive a new divine position in the Heavenly Court's Ministry of War.

Its power and influence are likely... no less than your current position as the 'Plague-Controlling Prince'."

(End of this chapter)