The Japanese-fear sorcerer who started by taking in Tomie

Chapter 75 Incense Becomes Godhood (First Update, Seeking First Subscription)

The method described by Tomie and Kiyotsuki can indeed achieve the goal of immortality.

But the cost is a bit too high.

Needless to say, Tomie's version is easily out of control if not handled carefully, and she could turn into another Tomie. Shin Hengyuan doesn't want to become a male Tomie yet.

Qingyue's suggestion of turning people into ghosts is somewhat stronger; at least it retains some self-awareness. But just look at the Eight-Foot Elder. He was originally a revered local deity, but those perverts online have turned him into a son-obsessed individual.

Shin Hengyuan has no doubt what bizarre scenarios Japanese netizens would come up with for a newly born male ghost story if he were to choose the path of ghost stories.

Just thinking about Xinhengyuan sends chills down my spine.

I am in awe, brothers.

"None of these will work, they're too limiting! My little one can't turn into this inhuman, ghostly creature!" Hachi said, hands on his hips and head tilted back.

"Do you have any ideas about those eight feet?" Shin Heng Yuan immediately asked.

"Yes, the incense offering path!" Eight feet stood with his hands on his hips, head held high, and uttered these words with a resounding voice.

"The Way of Incense?" Upon hearing this name, Xin Hengyuan seemed to know what to do.

Eight feet bent down, cupped Xin Hengyuan's face in his hands, his expression extremely respectful and solemn.

"My child, your mother is a born deity. From the day I was born from the earth, I have relied on the offerings of humankind. As long as all beings believe in me, I exist; as long as all beings worship me, I become powerful."

"Sigh." Hachisaku sighed and said again.

"But this path is not without risk. If faith is lost, divinity collapses."

"Some weak gods will soon dissipate if they don't find a new source of energy. If it weren't for her resentment holding her together, Mom would have been gone long ago."

His words, spoken with great sorrow and desolation, were filled with deep sadness.

If it weren't for that incident, I would probably be a true god by now.

Immediately, Ba Chi's gaze was fixed on Xin Hengyuan, and his lips parted slightly.

"This is the path of incense offerings, the path I walked before. Although I didn't finish it, I believe in you, my little one, you can finish it."

"The foundation of God is established by the wishes of all beings, the body of God is received by the incense offerings of all beings, and the divine status is formed by the faith of all beings."

"This is the way of offering incense!"

Shin Hengyuan leaned back in his chair, his mind racing through the chapters about gods in the D&D setting book.

The gods in DND seem to be powered by faith, and their divine status is formed from the faith of believers.

Some deities are worshipped in multiple worlds, but their influence varies in different worlds, and the divine status they acquire in the corresponding worlds also differs.

Furthermore, once believers cease to have faith, divine power will be weakened.

However, this is not absolute. The two dragon gods, Tiamat and Bahamut, have far fewer followers than other mainstream deities, but their terrifying power is still enough to rival 99% of the gods.

It is clear that in addition to faith, one's own strength is also extremely important.

To practice incense-burning rituals in modern times —

Xin Hengyuan squinted his eyes, thought about it carefully, and realized that this matter was actually quite promising.

If it were anywhere else, like the neighboring mainland, it would be really difficult for Xinhengyuan to make a move.

The religious management system there is very strict. It would be extremely difficult for a new god to suddenly appear out of nowhere and attract worshippers. He might just end up getting a silver bracelet instead.

However, the situation is completely different in Japan and South Korea.

Various religions coexist peacefully, including Shinto, Buddhism, Christianity, and emerging religions—a diverse array that has practically dominated the entirety of Japan and South Korea.

One more Xinhengyuan won't make a difference, and one less won't make a difference either; it won't cause much of a stir at all.

It's practically a natural loophole.

He believed that if he performed a few miracles, believers would naturally come to him.

Putting everything else aside, the mere fact of being resurrected is enough to be captivating.

Resurrection isn't really a big deal in D&D. The third ring has the Resurrection spell, which can bring people back to life. The fifth ring's Resurrection can bring back people who have been dead for more than 24 hours. The seventh ring's Resurrection can bring back people who have been dead for hundreds of years. The ninth ring's Resurrection can even recreate a physical body out of thin air.

If all else fails, we'll turn you into an undead creature; that would be a form of resurrection.

Although Xinhengyuan doesn't have any now.

But he doesn't need to actually know it; he just needs to make outsiders believe that he does.

For example, at a critical moment, saving an ordinary person who had just died in an accident would be enough for those who witnessed it to regard him as a god descended to earth.

The propaganda of those cults, claiming to cure all diseases, is false, yet so many people still believe it, while they themselves claim to be able to resurrect and truly cure all diseases.

Xinhengyuan doesn't believe that no one will believe him.

"Yasak, I have another question. This path of incense offerings and strange conversations seem to be related? Willpower?"

New Energy noticed that both of them share a common viewpoint, which is the power of aspiration, that is, the belief of all beings.

In its simplest sense, the power of aspiration is a force formed by the convergence of the beliefs, prayers, and emotions of all living beings.

"That's right!" Hachiko nodded in agreement and then began to explain to everyone.

"The practice of incense offerings and strange talk are essentially from the same source, based on the power of vows and the wishes of all beings. To put it bluntly, it is what all beings believe."

"If people believe that a god is a certain kind of god, then that god will become that kind of god; if people believe that a god is a monster, then even a god will be transformed into a monster."

"Urban ghost stories follow a similar principle, except that ghost stories are different from gods. Gods have divine status and can help filter the influence of all living beings on them; but urban ghost stories do not, so they can only unconditionally receive all kinds of mixed and impure wishes."

"This is why the monsters in ghost stories act in accordance with the rules of ghost stories."

"Then what's going on with you? Are you both a ghost story and a god?" Tomie asked, arms crossed and eyebrows raised.

"The divine essence I ignited shattered when the shrine was overthrown by the crowd."

"Although a shattered divine essence can still filter out some of the will of sentient beings, it is certainly not as good as a complete divine essence. Moreover, I am only a demigod, and I am still one step away from being a true god."

"Besides, for me when I was sealed away, whatever power it was, as long as it could help me break the seal, what room was there for criticism?"

As he spoke, Hachisaku raised his eyebrows slightly and turned his gaze to Kiyotsuki, the Slit-Mouthed Woman.

"But I'm more curious about you. I've heard of the legend of the Slit-Mouthed Woman, so why didn't you become a monster bound by the rules of ghost stories?"

Qingyue sighed softly, and then began to explain.

"I vaguely remember that our family was not an ordinary family. Although the family has declined due to the dwindling of bloodlines in modern times, there is no doubt that our ancestors were genuine and powerful Onmyoji."

"The blood of a god flows in our veins, the bloodline of the dog god, but in our generation, the blood of the dog god has become extremely diluted."

"There is no way that an Onmyoji with spiritual power could be born, yet the curse of the Inugami has continued. This crack in my body is proof of that."

She paused slightly at this point, her tone tinged with a complex sense of relief.

"But perhaps it is this faint bloodline that protects me in the dark. Whenever I am about to lose control, my consciousness will suddenly return to clarity."

"But if I could, I'd rather not have this —"

Before she could finish speaking, Qingyue's tears had already begun to fall.

Because of this hateful crack, I was bullied for ten whole years. Because of this—why? Why did you have to do this to me?

I clearly did nothing wrong —

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