Please control me, my divine being!

The Fajiao sect is eyeing Lianshan City covetously.

After the last battle, they had determined that the Huang family's power in the city was weakened.

With the Five Immortals of the North now retreating, the Yellow Immortal's cavalry within the city is isolated and without support, presenting the best opportunity for an attack.

The Fa Church launched another attack on the city.

The dental clinic, having anticipated this, reacted swiftly and immediately organized a counterattack.

As a retainer of the brokerage firm, you have also been tasked with protecting the Huangxian Hall.

That was the Huang family's most important location in the city, and it had always been heavily guarded.

Zhou Qing read through the lines one by one.

After enhancing your spiritual awareness, you can obtain a lot of additional information from the game text.

The location of Huang Xiantang is crucial to the Huang family's foothold in the area and is the place that Huang's younger brothers value most.

Before setting off.

Shen Cishuang secretly sent you a message, telling you to act according to the situation and seize the opportunity to take action against Qin Hongshi.

You are dressed in the attire of a broker, and you walk towards the entrance of Huangxian Hall.

Ordinary people on the road were caught in the crossfire of the struggle between the Fa Cult and the Huang family, and were exhausted from running around.

The talismanic flames fell like meteors throughout the city.

The legal and religious offensive is fierce.

A fire talisman exploded in front of you.

In an instant, the houses along the street were hit and turned into a raging inferno.

You see two people made of fire rush out, howling and rolling on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames on their bodies, but in the end they still turn into charred corpses.

Tragic scenes were everywhere.

Anger surged within you, and you arrived at the entrance of Huang Xian Hall...

More than a dozen options kept popping up.

Zhou Qing glanced at it, made no choice, and quietly observed the unfolding plot.

You sat down at a tea stall nearby, but instead of entering Huang Xiantang, you carefully observed from the outside.

This is a building with the exterior of a temple, magnificent and imposing, standing at the end of the long street like a crouching giant beast.

Blue bricks and gray tiles, white walls and red doors.

A plaque reading "Huang Xian Tang Kou" hangs under the eaves.

An iron incense burner sat before the threshold, overflowing with incense ash. A gust of wind would send up puffs of grayish-white smoke.

Even when faced with attacks from the Fa Cult, this place remained quiet and peaceful, with a constant stream of pilgrims coming and going.

You can vaguely see the four characters "敕封城隍" (Imperial Conferment of the City God) on the wall next to you, with peeling paint and incomplete writing.

This place appears to have been a former City God Temple, but it has now been occupied by weasels.

With your keen senses, you quickly noticed that there were many Yellow Immortal disciples and cultivators around you.

They hid in the shadows, guarding this important place.

Your gaze swept across the street corner, and you suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure. Following him might lead to unexpected discoveries, so you decided...

[Follow], [Hide], [Observe], [Explore], [Enter Huangxian Hall], [Leave], [Travel through Lianshan City]...

In a short time, more than a dozen options appeared.

After a moment's thought, Zhou Qing chose "Follow".

……

Li Qinghe sat at the tea stall, slowly sipping her tea.

The tea server on one side would occasionally look up and gaze at the firelight rising from within the city.

Since just now, there have been continuous explosions, and the commotion from the Fajiao sect is more intense than the last time.

Thick smoke rose in the distance.

The people at the next table were also drinking tea, and although they looked worried, they were still chatting calmly.

"Can't these heretics from the Legalist sect just shut up? Even this chaos in the mountain city is their fault!"

"Well, at least it's relatively safe here. Those heretics from the Legalist sect didn't get away with it last time they came."

"It's all thanks to Huang Xian's protection. If it weren't for Huang Xian, we would probably have been refined by the Fajiao sect long ago."

The group looked on with sighs.

The weasel following beside them also made squeaking noises.

Li Qinghe was very curious about the situation of these people.

Previously, other commoners in the city, although they were also accompanied by weasels, did not seem to revere the Weasel Immortal as much.

But the closer they got to Huang Xiantang's entrance, the more sluggish, or rather, numb, these people became.

I have a strange sense of trust and respect for the Huang family.

The Fa Cult had already reached their doorstep, yet they showed absolutely no awareness of the need to avoid danger.

It should be understood that while the Fa Cult will not actively kill civilians, it also does not care much about the lives of ordinary people.

Especially ordinary people in the city who cannot be converted into believers.

Evil sores, starving corpses, dead mothers, the bodies of children in a mansion, commoners set ablaze by religious talismans...

A nameless rage burned within Li Qinghe's chest.

As Li Qinghe approached Huang Xiantang's location, the anger in her heart burned even more fiercely in the face of all this abnormality.

Even though their lives were in constant danger, even though they might lose their lives for no apparent reason, these people still gathered here to worship the Yellow Immortal in the hall.

I felt constantly frustrated.

Li Qinghe's left eye slowly opened up.

The once normal world has once again become a vibrant, intermingling color.

Various kinds of smoke rose from all things in the world.

Above the entrance to Huangxiantang is a huge weasel god statue composed of black gas.

It held a palm-leaf fan in its hand, squinted its eyes, had the corners of its mouth turned up, and had several long whiskers on its cheeks.

A phantom image composed entirely of "qi".

Even more bizarrely...

The illusory image extended from its body in dense, hair-like threads, spreading throughout every part of the city.

These silk threads almost blotted out the entire sky, penetrated all the houses in the city, and eventually connected to every single person.

The people drinking tea at the tea stall also had several silk threads attached to their bodies.

Like a manipulated puppet.

The more silk threads were stuck together, the more these people revered Huang Xian.

Li Qinghe didn't understand what this meant, but she figured Shen Cishuang would understand. However, since she couldn't contact her right now, she could only try it herself.

I remember last time, after the god controlled his body, he used his all-seeing eye to directly change the aura of an object and blow off the thigh of that Huang family disciple.

She tried to use her insightful eyes to change the threads on these people's bodies, but to no avail.

Instead, I felt a sharp pain in my left eye.

Li Qinghe quickly closed his eyes, intending to go to the entrance of Huangxiantang to find out what was going on.

After all, she now has the status of a broker's assistant, which allows her to come and go safely. At this critical juncture, there are no other Huang Xian brothers who would care about her.

But just as she was about to go in...

Suddenly his body stiffened, and then he walked uncontrollably to the side.

A constant stream of people came and went in front of Huang Xiantang.

Because of the attack by the Fajiao sect, fires broke out everywhere in the city, and people flocked to this place to take refuge.

Under the control of the gods, Li Qinghe pushed through the crowd and soon spotted a familiar figure.

Zhang Tan!

The other person was wearing a yellow shirt and walked towards the alley next to the hall.

Her body was completely out of her control, and she quietly followed.

"They are followers of the Dharma."

"If it really is Zhang Tan who has come in, then there must be a group of members of the Fa Cult who have infiltrated the city."

This is an opportunity; perhaps we can take advantage of the chaos to kill Qin Hongshi later.

Li Qinghe's thoughts wandered, but her body kept getting closer and closer to Zhang Tan.

Her mind was a bit confused.

If I were to meet Zhang Tan now, wouldn't I be exposed?

They might even find themselves at the center of the conflict between the Huang family and the Fajiao sect.

What do the gods want to do?

Li Qinghe kept thinking about all the possible scenarios, but her body was already out of control, pressing against the shoulder of the figure in front of her.

A strange, slippery sensation arose.

It's like you're not holding someone down by the shoulder, but grabbing a slippery fish.

The other person turned around.

It was an extremely familiar face, almost seven or eight parts similar to Zhang Tan, whom she knew, but the other person was a woman.

"What are you going to do?!"