Chapter 51

When Xun Yi and the others returned to the City God's Mansion, they saw a young man standing in the main hall, examining the surroundings.

Wen Pan felt relieved: "Fortunately, we finished the backlog of official business early, so we won't embarrass the master in front of his colleagues."

Xun Yi saw the young man, who was not much older than himself, and took a few steps forward, putting on a smile: "Are you the newly appointed City God?"

A smile is always the best tool for communication.

Although the young man was handsome, there was a trace of unshakeable worry in his eyes. Seeing Xun Yi, he nodded: "You are the acting City God?"

His attitude was distant and cold, but Xun Yi didn't mind. He took out a small notebook and handed it to the man: "I didn't fail in my mission. Qinglong City has been safe under my watch these few days."

The small notebook recorded Xun Yi's observations and experiences over the past few days. He had just finished it on the way to ensure the new City God wouldn't be at a loss.

Seeing Xun Yi's thorough preparation, the man's expression softened. He flipped through the notebook and listened to Xun Yi: "The accumulated documents have been cleared. Apart from the records in the library, the originals are all in the back archive. In general, the recent events in the city have been caused by an evil deity."

The Luoru Pen, the Ghost Head Vulture, and the Fei Beast Map all originated from the Wenchang Jun.

"This Wenchang Jun is said to be a great enemy of the God of Fortune. You might rely on the power of the God of Fortune in the future while guarding Qinglong City."

"The God of Fortune?" The man looked up and gazed at the God of Poverty beside Xun Yi: "Is this the God of Poverty you mentioned in your records?"

"Indeed, it is me." The God of Poverty was uneasy. The new City God would control his future, and he hoped this City God would be as easy to talk to as Xun Yi.

"How many families have you persecuted?" The man asked coldly.

"Well..." The God of Poverty cautiously replied: "Not many."

"Be specific." As he spoke, the man placed his hand on the God of Poverty's shoulder.

"Seven! I have only visited seven households." The God of Poverty shouted loudly. The man, sensing this, nodded: "You don't have much bad luck or misfortune. It seems the God of Poverty's method of bringing misfortune hasn't been fully mastered. Are you trying to become a God of Fortune?"

The God of Poverty has two distinct cultivation methods. One is to go to ordinary people's homes and disrupt their fortune, absorbing a portion of their bad luck and good luck with each household.

Under the principle of Yin and Yang, when the tenth household's fortune is disrupted, it will not only not lose its fortune but will become even more prosperous.

Nine out of ten households will decline, but one will thrive. This cycle continues, and by the time the hundredth household is reached, the God of Poverty will have helped ten households thrive. Nine of these ten will decline, but the last one will continue to prosper. This is the one in a hundred.

Then, one in a thousand, one in ten thousand. The God of Poverty continuously cycles through this process, and when he has disrupted the fortune of ten thousand households, his bad luck will reach a point where he is on the verge of advancement.

This is the path of the evil deity, which is why the God of Poverty is feared.

The other method is to help a household accumulate fortune. By blessing this household with a steady flow of wealth, the God of Poverty can transform his essence. From a God of Misfortune, he can become a God of Fortune, a true God of Wealth.

The God of Poverty who favored Bai Shan chose to bless virtuous young men, hoping they would become wealthy. However, things always went wrong at the last moment. Some were too greedy and lost everything, others indulged in pleasure after making a little money, and still others turned to crime.

Thus, the God of Poverty not only failed to become a God of Wealth but also accumulated bad luck and gradually took the path of an evil deity.

The God of Poverty slowly recounted his past experiences. Xun Yi felt sympathy and asked the new City God: "If I don't want him to continue harming others, can I help him transform into a God of Wealth?"

"Yes." The man nodded: "But are you willing to take the risk?" If things go wrong, the God of Poverty's bad luck could suppress Xun Yi's good fortune, and not only would Bai Shan be in trouble, but the Xun family would also suffer.

"Hearing his story, this old man didn't do it on purpose. Besides, those possessed by him were the ones who committed evil, leading to the God of Poverty's backlash. As long as I act with integrity, I shouldn't have any problems." Xun Yi smiled confidently: "My good luck shouldn't be afraid of him."

"Exactly! I love to see people work hard and earn every bit of their wealth." The God of Poverty hurriedly said: "Sir, rest assured, I will bless Bai Shan and your family."

"Blessing?" Although Xun Yi was willing to let the God of Poverty into his home, he didn't have high hopes for his blessings. "Old man, just stay in the shrine and do nothing. I'll be grateful for that."

With the matter of the God of Poverty resolved, Xun Yi's few days as the acting City God came to a perfect end. He deliberately reminded the new City God: "You should be careful. The evil deity named Wenchang Jun has considerable influence. It's said that even the Dragon City has his followers." If not for the interference of Wenchang Jun's people from the capital, Xun Yi wouldn't have discovered the God of Poverty.

"By the way, where is your appointment letter?" After a long conversation, Xun Yi suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said: "Shouldn't we hand over the duties?"

The man took out a cloud-patterned scroll from his sleeve, which was an imperial decree from the Heavenly Court.

The appointment of a City God does not require the personal approval of the Heavenly Emperor but is handled by a Celestial Lord who oversees the mountains, rivers, and the land.

Xun Yi opened the scroll, which bore the seal of the City God and the words "Water Lord's Edict."

"The Seven Treasures of the State oversee all the gods of the land, the gods of the harvest, the Mountain Kings, the City Gods, the Water Lords, the Earth Spirits, and the Forest Masters. This seal is used for the City God lineage." Wen Pan explained to Xun Yi: "The City God's predecessor was named Water Lord, and this is indeed a Heavenly Court decree."

Xun Yi nodded and extended his left hand: "Now, should I pass the divine seal to you?"

"No need. Your divine seal is only effective for fifteen days and was temporarily granted by Lord Cao. I can form my own using the Heavenly Court's decree." He glanced at the City God's Mansion: "My Heavenly Realm is different from this one, and I will need to reconstruct it."

This was the conflict between the old and the new. Lord Cao's four-layered Heavenly Realm was layered, but other deities might not like it.

Wen Pan and the others were silent, but they had already made their decision. After Lord Cao returned to take them, they would follow him to the Netherworld and occupy the Ghost Kingdom, ignoring any potential hostility from the new City God.

"Then..." Xun Yi withdrew his hand, and suddenly the man flicked his finger, dispersing the divine seal on Xun Yi's hand. "It's done. This is not your concern. Mortals and deities are different. You should leave!"

"Wait—" Before Xun Yi could react, the new City God forcibly sent him back to the mortal world.

The new City God held the golden seal, and the power of the earth fluctuated as the City God's seal formed. Lord Cao's four-layered Heavenly Realm began to disintegrate, but it would take some time to completely collapse.

The unusual changes in the divine city caused the spirit beasts to become restless, all watching the City God's Mansion.

"The City God is reclaiming the divine seal. You may leave now!"

The City God's attitude was cold. Wen Pan had something to say but decided to hold back the arrangement he and Xun Yi had made earlier, not reporting it to the City God.

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"I didn't even finish speaking!" Xun Yi opened his eyes and found himself in the Xun family's resting room at the City God's Temple.

"Well, Wen Pan will probably say it, right?" In Miaoxian, Xun Yi had deliberately sealed a portion of Lord Cao's remaining divine power. He had a hunch that the situation in Miaoxian was complicated. Seeing Lord Cao's divine power continuously deplete, he had the foresight to seal one-third of it, which only Wen Pan and he could open. "Wen Pan should tell the new City God. When the Evil Spirit Hall tries to cause trouble again, it won't be a big issue."

Xun Yi muttered, touching the secret letter he received from Liu Xun: "According to the arrangement for Chu Lu's friends, Liu Xun's body will be delivered to the outskirts of the city tomorrow. Then, we can stage a play for the Liu family to identify the body. As for this letter..." Xun Yi was hesitant, unsure whether to give it to Governor Li or directly to the Ruijun Prince's Mansion.

"What is my cousin secretly doing with this secret letter?" He looked at the fire seal and instinctively touched it. He knew how to open and reseal the Ruijun Prince's Mansion's secret letter, but was it right to secretly read it?

With a heavy heart, he left the City God's Temple and walked down the street, not noticing someone quietly following him.

The person silently followed Xun Yi and pounced fiercely as he was about to cross the bridge!

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