What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

Next it was Nanxing's turn to summon the souls, but someone happened to see one of them open his eyes. The person was so scared that he ran to find the patriarch and the high priest to testify.

The patriarch and the high priest took their men there separately, and everyone witnessed the moment when the two sisters of the Nan family woke up.

At this moment, everyone believed in their hearts that Nanxing was the true Son of God.

But the good times did not last long. The high priest ruled that the two sisters of the Nan family were punished to death according to the clan rules for not obeying God's orders. Now the Son of God has changed the will of heaven and resurrected the two sisters again, which is a blatant provocation to God.

Because of the Son of God's selfishness and his rebellion against the will of heaven, the high priest received the consequences from heaven and brought down divine punishment, depriving the Son of God of the divine power he had obtained from God and the ability to connect with God.

So after Nanxing was captured, he was tied to the cross platform of the altar and his eyes were gouged out in front of the whole tribe. The so-called divine punishment was to be whipped with a whip ninety-nine times and then tied to a tree stump on the top of the mountain for nine hundred and ninety-nine days. During this period, the divine eagle beast would come down to punish him.

The two sisters of the Nan family were impeached and ordered to never enter a trance for the rest of their lives. They had to cut their wrists and draw blood every month in order to seek forgiveness from God.

Nanxing was tied to a tree stump at the edge of the cliff, his eyes empty and bleeding, his clothes torn, with pieces of clothing hanging off his body, not a single piece of good flesh. The surrounding hawks and falcons all surrounded the stump, but were always isolated from the outside.

Nan Xing had no more blood left to bleed. If it weren't for Lu Jinan's broken soul protecting his heart and providing some resistance under such brutal torture, how could anyone survive?

The small ball of light formed an invisible halo around him, transmitting energy to him with its remaining soul power inside the circle, while helping him resist the eagles, birds and reptiles attracted by the smell of flesh and blood outside the circle.

The sun sets, the moon rises, day and night, day and month.

Every time people passing by the mountain, they were amazed to see Nanxing still alive. Both the crowd and the people behind the scenes were wondering when Nanxing would die.

And just when the energy of the small ball of light was finally exhausted, Lu Yan finally arrived, and the broken soul completely disappeared from this world. Lu Yan spat out a mouthful of blood. He casually wiped off the scarlet left on his lips with his sleeve. At this time, his unnaturally bright lips were pursed into a line.

Under the blazing sun, red robes fluttered as arrows shot upward like white rainbows, their cries echoing through the clouds like the mournful cries of hawks. The remaining falcons, sensing the enemy's location, immediately switched their attack. Their glossy black wings swept through the clouds like blades, like a flash of lightning, their sharp eyes fixed on Lu Yan's direction as they swooped down like lightning.

"Dead bird."

Lu Yan glanced up briefly, then pulled out three long arrows with his backhand, and with his longbow, he fired three arrows simultaneously. The arrows pierced the air like thunderbolts, and with a sharp whistle, several hawks fell from the sky.

There was a slight sound in the bushes. When he glanced at the person he was monitoring and was about to escape in a hidden corner, a flying sword passed by his neck like a flash.

The man was so frightened that he wet his pants. His legs were shaking as he knelt on the spot, knocking his head repeatedly, "Hero, hero, spare my life!"

Lu Yan carried the person away, leaving behind a sentence, "Let your master be ready."

"Don't even think about running away."

Next, after Lu Yan settled Nanxing, he returned to the Wu Village.

The patriarch was stabbed through the heart by a sword, and his house was burned to ashes.

Next we went to the shrine, where flames shot up into the sky and burned for three days and three nights.

Afterwards, the high priest attempted to escape but failed, and was captured by Lu Yan and brought to the altar. Just as in Shattered Soul's memory, he was tied to a cross and given ninety-nine lashes with a long whip. During the lashing, the whip knocked off his ghost face, revealing a pair of strange eyes that looked exactly like those of the Son of God in front of everyone.

Everyone sighed.

Everyone in the village knew that Nanxing was the only one with these eyes, and that this was the reason why the High Priest had chosen Nanxing to be the Son of God. Now, with these eyes in the High Priest's eyes, everyone had different assumptions in their minds.

"The high priest you revere is nothing but a despicable villain who secretly colluded with the clan leader and casually used the name of God to bully others. And yet, the messenger of your true God was intended to be slaughtered in the cradle by these despicable people."

"You are using the name of a priest to envy the true messenger of God and sever the connection between the messenger of God and the gods. If the gods punish you, can you bear it?"

He stood on the altar, his body tall and straight, the corners of his clothes fluttering lightly, and the expression in his lowered eyes was intimidating.

He just stood there, as if in harmony with the heaven and earth, the wind blew through the corners of his clothes and hair, and the afternoon sun shone brightly on his body.

What he said was so weighty that people could not help but believe it.

The high priest laughed, his smile twisted beyond recognition, revealing a chilling chill. "You little brat, I've been the priest of our tribe for so many years, and we've always had peace and prosperity, never a single injustice. Now, you, a demon, have murdered our clan leader, burned down the shrine, and impersonated a divine messenger, causing unrest in our tribe. Can you bear the consequences? Hahahahahahahahaha—"

The people below are wavering and their opinions are changing.

Lu Yan raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, "Why are you so arrogant? Are you so proud of the good weather and good harvest? Just be so arrogant here."

"What's wrong with the Burning Temple? Such a filthy place is not worthy of being called that."

Then the Nan sisters continued to walk onto the stage, followed by a group of young girls.

"I swear by the gods above me on my life that the children selected within the shrine will be locked in a dark room at first, without food or water. They will be told to kill each other to reach the final standing. Those who advance will become candidates for the medicine witch you admire.

The baptism of the gods cannot wash away the sins of murder on our hands. They grant us the ability to heal the dying and the wounded, saying that the sincerity of the second half of life can atone for the sins of the first half. This is an experience that every witch doctor must go through.

The girls behind them spoke up one after another, "Even worse, some sisters initially begged the high priest for help in order to escape, but after being sent to the clan leader by the high priest, they were never heard from again."

"We want to speak out to prevent further misfortunes, but everyone we can reach out to is in cahoots with us. Who can we turn to for help? It's been going on for so long that we've come to believe it's normal."

Everyone below fell silent, and the people above were none other than the children below them. The moment they heard the truth, everyone clenched their fists and started to condemn.

Looking at the surging crowd below, Lu Yan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but his eyes were cold.

"I killed your clan leader because he was unjust, corrupt, and harmed the people in the local area. As the Chief Prosecutor of the Central Administration Office of this dynasty, do you think I can afford to kill him?"

The jade token from the waist was taken off. The front had the unique central standard of the imperial official seal, and the back still had two big characters written on it - Lu Yan.

"I forgot to introduce myself to you. My surname is Lu, and my given name is Yan."

The crisp sound floated from top to bottom and into the ears of everyone below.

The people below quieted down and stopped surging forward.

"Oh my goodness, isn't this the official who first introduced the new law?"

"It's not just a new law. He was the one who spearheaded the old dynasty a few years ago, and he even supported His Majesty today."

"No wonder. With this kind of tiger energy, they have already turned the world upside down. What else would they not dare to do?"

"But was there anything wrong with what he did? Don't they deserve to die?"

"The clan leader marries several young wives every year, and many of those whose families are unwilling are secretly taken away. If he hadn't stood up this time, we wouldn't dare to express our dissatisfaction here."

"He beheaded all the corrupt officials of the old dynasty one by one, and his reputation spread early on. Many people who supported him called him the messenger of justice who upheld justice for them."

"So he's here to save us now!"

"Of course it is! He killed the patriarch, burned down the temple, and rescued all the witch doctors and told us the truth for so many years. Now we must kill this fake messenger of God, vindicate our God, and rule for us, the God's people!"

……

Lu Yan lowered his eyes and patted the high priest's face. The man's face was very sunken, and his eyeballs seemed to be about to pop out.

The high priest listened to the man whispering in his ear with a cold smile, "Play with me with public opinion, and I'll kill you."

"Don't you like to engage in theism? Then I will kill your god first and then create a new one."

The high priest's pupils shrank as a dagger suddenly pierced his thigh.

Then, a few black clouds quickly flew over the sky which was clearly showing signs of a scorching sun, blocking the scorching sun and it started to rain immediately. Everyone watched as Lu Yan respectfully led a man in a black robe and a bamboo hat from under the altar and brought him onto the stage.

"Oh my God, rain has fallen from the sky! This is a miracle!"

The raindrops hitting the umbrella made a slight sound of dripping. The voices of the people around were very noisy and mixed, but Nanxing felt isolated from the world at this moment.

He only felt the rain falling in the world, the warm hands in his palms, and his own heartbeat.

"Master, how did you know it would rain? The weather is so nice today."

The man was only concerned with helping him watch the steps in front, with a faint smile on his lips.

"I just know it."

The rain stopped just as Nanxing walked onto the stage.

The clouds dispersed as if planned, and the scorching sun made it impossible to open one's eyes, as if the whole world was shrouded in dazzling golden color. Lu Yan untied Nan Xing's cloak, revealing a cursed black robe shining with golden light.

"As you can see, the deity your former high priests worshipped has just been slain by the new gods. Their underling gods haven't spoken up for you, but instead aided and abetted your evil deeds. Such gods are unworthy of your faith and worship, and unworthy of your loyal followers."

The people below were filled with excitement. Every calm movement and every steady tone of his voice carried an inspiring magic. More and more people's hearts were leaning towards the new god.

"Your new messenger has prayed for you. There is no sin or killing in the hands of the new god who now protects you."

"Heaven brings down a gentle rain, and all things revive. All disasters are banished, and the true God returns."

There was a great deal of restlessness below. Seeing that the atmosphere was almost heated up, no one knew where the first person started, "Punish the evil envoy and restore the name of the true God!"

Deafening cheers erupted from the crowd, like an overwhelming tidal wave, reaching the sky and resounding through the universe.

"Punish the evildoers and restore the true God's name!"

"Punish the evildoers and restore the true God's name!"

Nan Xing's cold hands had been warmed up long ago. Lu Yan held his hand and glanced at the group of people. The expression in his eyes hidden under the draped curtains and the curve of his mouth showed contempt.

The gods do not leave the platform, and people prostrate themselves before the statues.

The candlestick shines high, but it cannot illuminate the world's light.

"Master will now teach you one more thing.

The gods cannot help the sins and sufferings of the world; only we ourselves are the gods who can save ourselves."

"There's no such thing as divine punishment. It's simply the product of human desires and gossip. I want you to understand that truth is false, false is true, and the world is either black or white. The world is like this, so use your heart to feel and see through it."

Nan Xing held the man's hand in hers, smiled and nodded, "I understand. But compared to this matter, I am more concerned about Master's health. Master has been very busy these days. He hasn't had a good sleep for several nights in a row. Sometimes when he finally gets a break, he hides and coughs in order not to let me hear him, and doesn't want me to worry."

Lu Yan looked away guiltily, then realized that he couldn't see anymore.

So Lu Yan took the dagger and dug out the eyes of the man on the wooden stake.

Nan Xing, whose hand was freed by Lu Yan, subconsciously pulled at a small piece of his clothes. Hearing the high priest's screams, she knew in her heart what had just happened.

Lu Yan ignored his howling and put the eyes into a special box. He put the dagger to his throat and said, "You know how to return the eyes, right?"

"If you tell me, I'll consider not cutting off your flesh piece by piece to feed to the eagles later."

"Look how good I am to you. I have killed all the eagles, and you don't even have time to try."

"But... I remember there was a kind of punishment where they had to gouge out the prisoner's flesh piece by piece. Oh—frying in a frying pan!"

The high priest shuddered as Lu Yan's words drifted ever closer to the unthinkable. He wanted to bite his tongue to end it all, but Lu Yan anticipated this and stuffed a pill into his mouth.

He subconsciously opened his mouth to spit it out but he didn't expect it to melt in his mouth, "What did you feed me!"

"You want to die, are you afraid that I will feed you some poison?"

He grabbed his hair and pulled it down, "Don't worry, this is not poison, it's a life-saving pill."

"If you don't want to bite off your tongue and find out you're still alive, then go ahead and do whatever you want." Lu Yan wiped his hands with a handkerchief in disgust, then casually threw the handkerchief in his face, "You look so disgusting."

"I bet you'll want to die soon, so I won't delay you. Whenever you want to tell me, I'll mercifully let you die."

Lu Yan waved his hand and asked someone to watch the man's every move, then he held Nan Xing's arm and walked off the stage.

Next, Nanxing became the new priest of this place. In order to protect his power from turning against him, Lu Yan used this theology to expand his territory again, and then derived the "theologian".

It is just right that if the emperor changes his mind in the future, the divine power will grow stronger in the next ten years and can still restrain the imperial power.

After everything here was finally dealt with, it was four months later when Lu Yan had time to see the secret letter from the court.