As Long as Someone Believes in Me, I'm the True God of This World

[No System | No Harem | No Romance | Martial Arts for the People | Steady Pacing | Growth Driven by Conviction | No Brain-Dead Overpowering | Read at Your Own Risk]

The thoughts of ordinary people forge my golden body; the lights of the old city are the heart of my path.

He uses a bowl of rib soup from the alley as kindling, igniting the people’s martial bloodline;

He swears by the neighbors’ words, “guardian of the path,” and slays corrupt elites corrupted by the uncanny.

In this life, the people he protects are beyond the reach of gods and Buddhas, and no uncanny being shall enter.