The county magistrate's adviser has been in a foul mood lately.
As a wealthy landowner, he needs someone to pose as a fake temple priest and fool the county magistrate.
There's a young scholar here who looks soft and delicate. He'll do...
Wonder if he can fool the county magistrate.
Ye Xuan is in a foul mood too.
As someone who transmigrated, his special ability needs a few conditions met before it can activate.
Spread the word and offer incense: the more people who believe in his family's deity, the more magic power he gets.
But getting his charlatan business off the ground is no easy task...
Huh? You want me to be the temple priest? You'll teach me everything and provide food and lodging?
Well, then, I'm definitely your man.
In a year of great disaster, the fields yield nothing. Plague runs rampant throughout the land, while waves of demonic beasts surge down from the mountains.
A divine light appears in the Land God Temple, and the majestic image of a Taoist clad in blue robes emerges, towering ten thousand feet into the sky.
With a wave of his hand, countless demonic beasts are slain. The people fall to their knees and kowtow.
The landowner kneeling among them sneaks a glance upward, eyes widening at the imposing figure. His fingers tremble. “Y-you...”
Weren't you the fake temple priest I hired?
How did you become a real god?!
