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

Chapter 51 Thousand Demon Visualization! The burning ambition of the God of Wealth!
"But..." Chen Tiansheng's face was full of question marks, "What does praying for rain have to do with the God of Wealth?"

“Yeah, it’s completely unrelated.” Wang Zhongmin couldn’t understand it either.

Lu Chen didn't know how to explain, and at the same time, didn't want to explain further.

Sun Yourong saw through his thoughts and stepped in to help: "Uncle Chen, Uncle Wang, just do as he says. If he says he has a way, he must have a way. I can vouch for him!"

Chen Tiansheng and Wang Zhongmin exchanged a glance, both of them inevitably surprised.

This usually aloof and arrogant heiress from Jiangdu City is actually so resolute?!

What is the relationship between these two people?
Chen Tiansheng's gaze sharpened, and he clenched his fist, as if he had finally made up his mind: "Alright, Xiao Lu, wait for me a moment. I'll have someone bring the Qilin Blade right away, and within an hour, the statue of the God of Wealth will be placed in front of you!"

"Thank you, Uncle Chen!"

"Don't mention it! If you can really make it rain, then you'll be the benefactor of all the people of Longhu County, and I'll be thanking you profusely!"

After saying that, Chen Tiansheng immediately took out his phone and called his confidant, ordering that the Qilin Knife and the Tengyun wood and other materials be delivered to the county government.

Sun Yourong glanced at Lu Chen beside her and noticed a confident glint in his eyes.

An unnamed ripple stirred within me.

She quickly lowered her head to hide her slightly flushed cheeks, her fingertips unconsciously rubbing the hem of her clothes.

Not long after, a luxury car pulled up outside the county government office.

Several people got out of the car and surrounded a young man carrying a golden wooden box.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

The guards cleared a path through the crowd beforehand, allowing the group to pass through smoothly.

"What are you doing? What are you up to?!"

"Bring Wang Zhongmin and Chen Tiansheng out to see us!"

"We will not leave until they show up today!"

"Yes, we will never leave!"

The crowd was cursing and swearing, their emotions running high.

As more and more people gathered, forming a dense, dark mass, they nearly collapsed the walls of the county government office.

The guards are under increasing pressure.

At this moment, in a corner not far away, a black sedan quietly observed the movements of the county government office.

"It looks like some strange person went in?"

The woman with red spots in the driver's seat spoke, her voice hoarse as if squeezed out of a millstone, as eerie as her robust physique.

"Hmph! No matter how many tricks they play, it's useless. The rain-making ritual in Longhu County is a dead end. No one but me can help them make it rain."

The passenger in the passenger seat, Master Lingshui, looked on with disdain.

"Just wait, it won't be long before Chen Tiansheng comes begging to us! Once we get the Qilin Blade and the 'Divine Scripture,' we'll immediately return to our cave. I believe that within half a year, I'll be able to use the 'Thousand Demon Visualization' to create the divine position of the Great Black Buddha Mother. At that time, our Blackwater Sect will surely be reborn and make a comeback!"

The Master Lingshui laughed sinisterly, and the woman with red spots laughed along. An eerie atmosphere filled the cramped carriage.

"Oh, right, before we leave, find a chance to take care of that kid."

Recalling the harsh scolding he had received from Lu Chen, Ling Shui Shangren's eyes turned sinister, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his lips.

The woman with red spots nodded, her fists clenching so tightly they cracked.

……

Inside the county government office.

Chen Tiansheng opened the golden wooden box, inside which was an exquisite treasure box.

Inside the box was the Chen family's most treasured item—the Qilin Blade.

"It is said that this carving knife is made from the leg bone of the mythical beast Qilin, and when combined with the Chen family's unique secret technique—'The Mysterious Book of Spiritual Communication'—it can communicate with all the gods of the Three Realms!"

Sun Yourong explained in a low voice.

“Grandniece, that’s not quite accurate,” Chen Tiansheng retorted with a smile. “The Qilin Blade paired with the ‘Spiritual Compendium’ is indeed wondrous, but to say that it can communicate with all the gods of the Three Realms is an exaggeration. Putting aside everything else, the Three Pure Ones, the Six Emperors, and those powerful immortals and gods who have achieved physical sainthood are not included in this category.”

He sighed, a hint of lingering fear in his eyes as he recalled: "In my younger days, I didn't believe in superstitions and tried to carve a statue of the Ziwei Emperor. As a result, the statue didn't react at all and couldn't sense the Ziwei Immortal Spirit at all. Instead, it backfired, rendering the Qilin Blade ineffective for a whole year."

"My niece was being presumptuous."

"It's alright, why be so polite with Uncle Chen?" Chen Tiansheng looked at Lu Chen: "Lu, everything's ready, wait for Uncle Chen for another half hour!"

“Okay!” Lu Chen was also very curious about what was so special about making the idol.

Chen Tiansheng closed his eyes and concentrated, and suddenly a strong aura burst forth from his body, causing his robes to flutter without wind.

When he picked up the Qilin Blade, the secret runes on the blade seemed to come alive, instantly spreading across his entire palm.

The next moment, Chen Tiansheng took out a whole piece of Tengyun wood, the blade flashed, and wood chips flew everywhere.

The outline of the wooden block gradually became clearer to everyone at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Your Uncle Chen really went all out this time. After this statue of the God of Wealth is finished, it will probably take at least ten days to half a month to recover."

Wang Zhongmin sighed with heartache as he watched his old friend working so hard.

The creation of a single statue typically takes anywhere from a week to several months or even years.

Chen Tiansheng only used half an hour, which was obviously pushing himself too hard.

Sure enough, as the wooden block gradually took shape, Chen Tiansheng was sweating profusely, and even beads of blood seeped out.

Lu Chen was horrified by what he saw.

If even the head of a clan finds it so difficult, it's clear that this craft is far more complex than one might imagine.

However, Lu Chen developed a strong interest in this supernatural ability.

If he could also make idols at will, he would be able to go anywhere without any restrictions, which would be equivalent to carrying a shrine of gods with him at all times.

"Once things are settled, I'll see if I can learn this skill." A glint flashed in Lu Chen's eyes.

Since that evil cultivator was able to obtain two supreme treasures using the Dead Water Technique.

It's not unreasonable for him to only learn one thing, right?

Yes, not at all! Absolutely not at all!
Half an hour later, just as Chen Tiansheng had said, a brand-new statue of the God of Wealth stood lifelike in front of everyone.

Chen Tiansheng, panting heavily, used his last bit of strength to chant the secret incantation.

The statue emitted hundreds of golden rays from the inside out. These rays swirled around the statue before disappearing back into it.

"It's done!" Chen Tiansheng's face lit up with joy, but he was almost exhausted. He barely managed to hand the statue to Lu Chen.

Lu Chen solemnly accepted the gift: "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Chen!"

Chen Tiansheng shook his head and forced a smile: "I'm counting on you from now on, Xiao Lu!"

"Uncle Chen, rest assured, I will do my utmost!"

Looking at the statue of the God of Wealth flowing with divine power in his hand, Lu Chen no longer hesitated: "Then I'll go prepare!"

After saying that, he picked up his backpack and the idol and walked towards the empty office next door.

“My dear niece, is he... really confident?” Wang Zhongmin couldn’t help but have doubts. After all, Jun Caishen and Yubu had no connection whatsoever.

"Don't worry, Uncle Wang, Uncle Chen." Sun Yourong looked towards the door, a smile unconsciously creeping onto her lips. "He's... ten times, maybe even a hundred times, more outstanding than any other young person I've ever met! If he says he can do it, he definitely can!"

"it is good!"

Having said that, Wang Zhongmin and Chen Tiansheng's gazes hardened, and they resolved to believe!

……

Meanwhile, in the next office.

Lu Chen lit an incense stick, recited the "Invocation Mantra," and began to pray and communicate with the God of Wealth.

……

Heavenly Court, the Temple of the God of Wealth.

The God of Wealth, dressed in new clothes, strolled around the courtyard, followed by an attendant.

At this moment, His face seemed to be burdened with heavy thoughts, and Lu Chen's words kept echoing in His mind:
"Brother, have you forgotten that I am going to build a temple and sculpt a golden statue for you? If I don't become a new noble, how can I be qualified to build a temple!"

"A true man keeps his word. I, Lu Chen, will always fulfill the promise I made!"

"I am determined to obtain this Lu Clan Temple!"

"call--"

The God of Wealth sighed deeply, his face full of emotion.

"My dear brother, your ambition is too great! It's an insult to your elder brother!"

He recalled that before he became an immortal, he had also tried to reach the supreme position as a merchant.

Back then, he was just as ambitious and aspiring as Lu Chen.

However, times have changed, and now he has long forgotten what ambition is. He spends his days in a daze in the Heavenly Court, watching helplessly as Zhao Gongming seizes his offerings.

Hasn't He asked Himself: Is it really necessary to just sit and wait for death without putting up any resistance?

After all, as the Emperor God of Wealth, he should be the most respected among the Five Gods of Wealth, and he should be in charge of the Heavenly Court's Ministry of Finance!

But when I think about it, I feel extremely resentful, and I feel like I'm ready to fight to the death.

But when it comes to reality, there's absolutely nothing we can do about it.

Perhaps before meeting Lu Chen, He would have continued living an ordinary life, accepting his fate.

But now, this virtuous brother is like a raging fire, burning fiercely in His heart.

Subtly and gradually, it ignited His fighting spirit!

Humans fight for a breath of air, gods fight for a stick of incense!

If he has fought, battled, and tried his best, but still failed in the end, then he will accept it.

But if He were to retreat without a fight... not to mention others, He Himself would have no face to face this virtuous brother who was determined to build a temple for Him!
Thinking of this, Jun Caishen took a deep breath, and his words carried a hint of his former domineering air.

"I shine as brightly as Zhao Gongming, like the sun and moon! What harm is there in a little competition between us!"

"My lord?" The servant behind him was taken aback by the sudden question.

But when the God of Wealth turned around, he was completely different. Although it was hard to pinpoint exactly what had changed, his captivating aura instantly stirred the servant's soul!
In that instant, it was as if I saw the spirited God of Wealth I had first met when I first came to the Temple of the God of Wealth countless years ago.

"My lord! You are so kind!" The servant knelt down with emotion, tears welling in his eyes.

"Why are you crying for no reason? You're such a wimp."

"My lord, I...I don't know why, but I'm just so happy!"

The God of Wealth smiled and was about to step forward to comfort him when a stick of incense suddenly flew into the hall.

"Strange, where did this incense come from? Wait a minute!"

Jun Caishen's expression hardened. "It seems to be... my worthy brother's?!"

　After finishing this chapter, I suddenly felt a bit emotional.

　　So far, this book has basically contained what I wanted to write.

　　This state is actually quite rare for an author.

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(End of this chapter)