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

Chapter 85 New Skill Unlocked! The "Slaughter" Begins!

"Gentlemen, how dare you treat my guests so disrespectfully?"

Seeing the surge of spiritual energy among the group, Elder Zheng's voice suddenly turned cold.

In an instant, the experts felt a chill and immediately concealed their auras.

The oppressive force that had been pressing down on Lu Chen suddenly dissipated.

Lu Chen relaxed and couldn't help but cough twice.

Old Zheng quickly stepped forward: "Young friend Lu, are you alright?"

Lu Chen waved his hand: "It's nothing."

"How's it going?"

Lu Chen pointed upstairs: "You'll find out when you come with me!"

"it is good!"

The two quickly climbed the stairs.

The people downstairs were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Lord Huang, then we..."

"Come on, follow us and take a look!"

"Yes!"

The group hurried to Madam Zheng's room.

Zheng Changguo suddenly remembered something: "That's right, the mask!"

Lu Chen reached out to stop him: "It's no longer necessary."

As he spoke, he pushed open the door.

Sure enough, as soon as the door opened...

The miasma that had hit us earlier had completely vanished.

Lu Chen was the first to step into the room, his gaze immediately falling on the blood-red bead floating above Madam Zheng.

—Plague Pearl!

The inside of the bead was a dark red swirling, and its surface was shrouded in a sinister green aura.

Lu Chen's contact was only fleeting.

The method of using this treasure is already clear to me.

"This, this is..."

Behind him, Zheng Changguo stared in disbelief at the scene before him: "The poisonous miasma... it's actually dissipated?!"

The accompanying group had been here before, and they were all deeply moved and horrified.

"That poison gas was so potent before, how come it's gone just like that?"

"Looks like this kid... actually has some skills!"

Amidst a subdued gasp of astonishment.

Lu Chen turned to face Zheng Changguo, who was still in shock, and said seriously, "Mr. Zheng, I'll get straight to the point, so please listen carefully."

Zheng Changguo shifted his gaze from his wife and nodded solemnly: "You said it, Mr. Lu!"

“The trouble isn’t completely resolved yet. See this bead? The red part inside is Madam Zheng’s [karmic calamity]. If I return within seven days, Madam can be saved; if I don’t…” Lu Chen paused, “Then I’ll have done my best. Now, you need to arrange a car for me as soon as possible. As for the rest, you don’t need to worry about it. Just stay home and wait for my news.”

“Okay!” Zheng Changguo, true to his former title as governor, didn’t ask any more questions and immediately called Secretary Fan to make the arrangements.

Lu Chen put away the Plague Sound Bead, nodded slightly to the experts, then walked through the crowd, went downstairs, and returned to his study.

As the Plague Emperor just instructed.

Such karma can only be resolved by "subduing demons, eliminating evil spirits, and slaying ghosts".

But to resolve such a massive amount of karma...

How many demons must be slain? How many monsters must be eliminated? How many ghosts must be exterminated?
Lu Chenguang felt a chill run down his spine just thinking about it.

"This Plague Emperor really thinks highly of me! Me, a mere second-rank spiritual practitioner, being asked to resolve the karmic burdens of nine lifetimes of good deeds? Is this a test? This is clearly a postgraduate entrance exam for me!"

We need help!
More is better!

Otherwise, it would be like Confucius moving house – all he would have left would be books (which sounds like "losing")!
But the God of Wealth is not good at killing, so he can only extort gold coins from the King of Hell.

I had been wanting to contact him for a while.

Now the reasons are even more compelling.

A moment later, in the study.

Black air lingers.

"Godfather, that's the situation. As long as we two get through this, from now on..."

Lu Chen patted his chest and said, "I'll protect you in this Heavenly Court!"

"Pah! You brat, you've really gotten cocky? Do you think you can protect me, the mighty King of the Underworld?"

The old Yama spat and said irritably, "Fine, now we have no choice but to gamble. If you win, I can also get back at the Plague Envoy in the West. But let me make this clear: if you want 100,000 or 200,000 Yin soldiers, you'd better get lost."

"Don't worry, Godfather, do you think I'm such an immature person? How about this, ten thousand?"

"roll!"

"Five thousand?"

"Don't even think about it!"

"Eight hundred! Give me eight hundred Yin soldiers, and in seven days, I will defeat the Plague Emperor!"

"No! A hundred at most, take it or leave it!"

Lu Chen: "..."

"One hundred? Godfather, your ancestors must have been in the purchasing business, right? With that bargaining skill, you would definitely be a master in purchasing!"

"So, do you want it or not?"

"Why not?... One hundred it is! But don't tell me these one hundred ghost soldiers can only be active at night and hide during the day?" "Otherwise what? Ghost soldiers aren't underworld officials. Have you ever seen ghost soldiers strolling around in broad daylight under the sun?"

"What's the point of playing then! Twenty-four hours a day, and you can only work for twelve?"

"Hmph, kid, spend some time studying the Yama's Decree. It's full of treasures! You're already a second-rank cultivator, and the Yama's Decree contains a supernatural power called [Black Demon]. You can learn it and use it to fill a ten-mile radius with the aura of the underworld. In this way, even under the blazing sun, the Yin soldiers won't be able to harm you."

The only drawback is that it consumes a great deal of mana.

However, this [Black Fiend] is the prototype of the Ghost Realm.

If you don't practice well, you will find it difficult to improve any of the supernatural powers related to the [Ghost Realm] in the future.

In particular, one of the most powerful supernatural powers of the underworld—the [Heart-Stirring Underworld King Curse]—is something you can forget about.

The choice is yours to make.

Upon hearing this, Lu Chen stopped joking and nodded solemnly: "Thank you, Godfather!"

"Act quickly, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If you succeed, this trip of mine will not have been in vain."

"How can I command the ghostly soldiers? My simple statue can't bestow blessings either."

"It's alright, I'll have Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face hold them in place. When you return in the future, I'll transfer these hundred Yin soldiers to your command."

"Thank you, foster father!"

The third invocation of the gods concluded.

The simple statue shattered instantly, turning into wood dust and disappearing without a trace.

Lu Chen pushed open the door and went out.

Outside the door, Secretary Fan had already prepared the car.

"Mr. Lu, here you go."

At this moment, Secretary Fan's tone carried a newfound respect that he had never shown before.

"Thank you. I'm leaving now."

"I wish Mr. Lu all the best! Madam... we're counting on you!"

Lu Chen nodded and was about to get into the car.

"Mr. Lu!"

Zheng Changguo's shouts came from the direction of the villa.

Lu Chen paused, looking in the direction of the sound.

Zheng Changguo stood at the door, his posture as upright as a pine tree, yet also like a taut bow.

He slowly bent down and bowed deeply at a ninety-degree angle.

"My wife... I'm entrusting her to Mr. Lu!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Zheng, I will do my best for myself!"

Lu Chen finished speaking, stepped on the gas, and sped away.

"Old boss, what's the background of this young man?"

Qianjiang City Lord Huang Yaowu still can't understand how a second-grade spiritualist could communicate with the Plague God.
Regardless of where he got the idol.

Even if there is a way!
What level of spiritual attainment must this attendant deity have to trigger such a strange phenomenon?

The clan leaders of several major clans in Qianjiang City were also filled with curiosity and puzzled.

Zheng Changguo watched the vehicle disappear before turning his gaze back to the crowd and saying, "You don't need to worry about his background. Just remember—whether I become his backer in seven days, that's enough!"

This statement came out.

These influential figures in Qianjiang City all froze with a cold smile.

The old man was indeed a man of few words, leaving everyone speechless with his single sentence.

If this kid really becomes Zheng Changguo's honored guest, he'll be on a meteoric rise to power!

……

On the road.

Lu Chen opened the navigation and headed straight for the Qianjiang City Mission Hall.

It will take several more hours to drive back to Jiangdu City.

I might as well spend the next few days wandering around Qianjiang City.

……

Twenty minutes later, at the Qianjiang City Mission Hall headquarters.

This landmark building, famous throughout the city, is magnificent and grand, like a palace.

Lu Chen walked into the hall and saw a large crowd.

The spirits were either handing over tasks or choosing commissions, creating quite a lively scene.

Lu Chen walked straight to the counter: "Hello, how many C-level to A-level missions are left?"

"Hello, sir. There are forty-eight remaining. Would you like me to print out the detailed information?"

"No need, I'll just take a look at the computer."

Lu Chen leaned over the front desk and quickly went through all forty-eight tasks.

So, I seem to be capable of doing everything?!

The password is there, what are we waiting for?
Lu Chen immediately took out the documents and handed them over: "Thank you, I'll take them all!"

The receptionist was taken aback: "Sir, I'm sorry, we can't joke around here."

Do I look like I'm joking?

Lu Chen flipped his palm over, took out the top-grade badge, and proudly wore it on his chest.

"I'm sorry, I'm really not joking."

(End of this chapter)