Honghuang: I'm Just a Mountain God. What Does the Investiture of the Gods Have to Do with Me?

Ten thousand years ago, Li Ze picked up a stone and placed it on a mountaintop.

It absorbed the essence of the sun and moon, took human form, and was given the name Yu Qin.

"Shi Ji? Who's Shi Ji? Where did you get that name?"

A thousand years ago, during the war between the Wu and the Yaoguai, Li Ze sheltered the Nine-Tailed Clan in the mountains, away from the world.

Surrounded by beauties, beneath the flowers and moonlight, he was so content he forgot all about returning home.

"Daji? A fox spirit? I have nothing but a bunch of adorable little hamsters here. Never heard of any Daji."

Sixty years ago, an elderly man and his grandson accidentally wandered into the mountain, listened to his teachings, and sincerely took him as their master.

"What? I'm revered as the Imperial Tutor to three generations? In Chaoge, they offer sacrifices to my statue, placing it above the sages?"

Twelve years ago, a young man of commanding presence, who looked down upon the world, performed the rites of obeisance and enshrined a mountain.

"Master, the sages are not benevolent. They treat all things as straw dogs. I will protect the last trace of vitality left in this mortal world."

Ten days ago, a shifty-looking, treacherous-faced Daoist with a weasel-like beard suddenly appeared in the mountain and said,

"Immortal friend, please wait."

"Come on, what's this about? You're carrying out the Investiture of the Gods. What does that have to do with me?"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.