I Am Not an Ancestor, I Am the Evil God Worshiped by Your Family

When Lu Xuan woke up, he found that he had become a cracked black stone statue in a ruined temple. The wind and rain outside the temple are like darkness, and the incense inside the temple will be extinguished. A small cultivator family that was on the verge of extinction knelt in front of him. The old patriarch knelt down until his head was covered with blood, hoping that his ancestors would show up and save the Li family's last chance of survival. Lu Xuan was silent. He is not an ancestor. He doesn't even understand who he is yet. But the next moment, bloody words appeared in front of my eyes: [Family dedicated to: Li family] [Fate of the clan: defeated] [Incense: three wisps] [Countdown to genocide: three days] From then on, Lu Xuan was forced to start pretending to be a ghost. Entrust dreams, send edicts, bestow blessings, and change fate. The young man with useless spiritual roots was raised by him to become a family swordsman who swallowed luck and became a Taoist. The weak widow was unsealed by him and rekindled the fire root. The dying old patriarch, relying on his oracle, killed all the invading enemies before his death. Others rely on their spiritual roots, chance, and sect to cultivate immortality. The Li family cultivates immortality by worshiping evil gods. Many years later, the Immortal Alliance's edict spread throughout the world: "The Li family's ancestral temple does not belong to the orthodox genealogy." "Everyone who worships this god is a dependent of the evil god." On that day, thousands of members of the Li family knelt all over the ancestral mountain, burning incense and worshiping in unison. "Please ask the ancestor to show his spirit." The black statue opened its eyes. Lu Xuan looked at the Immortal Gate of the Heavens and smiled softly. "I've said it before, I'm not your ancestor." "I am the evil god your family worships."