Chapter 99

Ke Xingzhou's incantation on the White Tiger was unknown in its purpose. Xiang Ting, who had been injured during the previous confrontation with the Nine Dragons Temple, was now able to fight the Six-Armed Dragon God for quite some time without losing ground.

The Six-Armed Dragon God had been fighting the White Tiger for quite a while, and probably realized he couldn't be as unstoppable as usual. Finally, he remembered his brothers who had just awakened.

However, when he turned around, he saw the other eight Dragon Gods lounging in the corner, casually chatting and laughing with the benevolent ghosts from Xiyou Sect.

The benevolent ghosts from Xiyou Sect seemed to be murmuring something, with the still-dazed Dragon Gods occasionally nodding, clearly having been swayed into a state of ignorance.

The ghost soldiers nurtured by the Nine Dragons Temple automatically surrounded the area, their blood-soaked faces showing an expression of longing and anticipation that nearly pierced his eyes.

The Six-Armed Dragon God was completely stunned: "What are you doing!! Come back here!"

He tried to stop these underworld cultists from being brainwashed by evil rhetoric, but before he could act, he was blocked by the White Tiger.

Xiang Ting bared his teeth at him, growling low in his throat: "Your opponent is me."

Six-Armed Dragon God: "..."

Opponent? What nonsense! If I don't go over soon, all my teammates will turn into enemies!

The battle quickly became intense. The Six-Armed Dragon God couldn't break free from Xiang Ting. After a prolonged struggle, the Six-Armed Dragon God was firmly held, and one wrong move could lead to being injured by his opponent. There was no spare energy left to deal with the brainwashing scene over there.

The scene was chaotic. Huang Mao didn’t even have time to mourn for his master, whose soul had just scattered. He looked up to the sky, tears streaming: "Master, what kind of god are you believing in? Our cooking might be bad, but how is your god worse than others'?"

Six-Armed Dragon God: "..."

The dried-up man, whose soul had scattered: "............"

The Daoists were also dazed, holding their tools and looking around in confusion. Their gazes eventually focused on Zhu Qian from the Special Event Handling Bureau: "...Are we still fighting?"

The Special Event Handling Bureau had hidden their Taoist divine beasts. The Daoists, who had previously been half-hearted, now regarded the seemingly delicate and mysterious Zhu Qian with a sense of awe.

Zhu Qian was stunned, watching everything unfold in front of her. Still a bit dazed, she regained her senses but was also confused.

The training didn’t cover how to deal with evil sects trying to save their people!

She recalled similar situations from her childhood, and felt that the only way she could respond was similar to how her mother handled her and her twin brother's fights when they were little:

"Let them fight it out for now, and we’ll go take care of things outside."

The Daoists: "..."

The tone of handling a kindergarten fight...However, to return to the matter at hand, the situation was mostly under control, but compared to that, the situation outside was indeed more urgent.

The sudden deaths of several Daoists from the Nine Dragons Temple was already difficult to explain.

If this news were to spread, the impact would be very bad. Even though they had coordinated with the local police before leaving, they couldn't completely suppress it!

The faces of the Daoists immediately became serious. They quickly adjusted their moods, prepared an explanation, and went out through the door.

They had been "sparring" inside the main hall, making quite a bit of noise. At the time, they hadn't had time to send anyone to guard outside and maintain order, so there was a chance that some curious people were already peeking through the windows.

The Daoists were prepared to face a storm, and with heavy hearts, they stepped outside.

But to their surprise, the area outside, which should have been crowded, was empty. Instead, not far away in the square, they saw that an orderly formation had been set up, complete with a big screen, stage, and benches.

The Daoists froze: "Is this... a program arranged by the Nine Dragons Temple?"

As soon as the words left their mouths, they realized something was wrong. The Nine Dragons Temple had specifically set this trap to wait for them. These innocent bystanders were meant to control them, preventing them from taking any rash actions. How could they possibly arrange an event to divert the attention of their followers?

Sure enough, the next second, they saw the huge Wanli Group logo on the big screen, with a very ancient-looking emblem beside it.

Zhu Chu came out behind them and, seeing the emblem, said, "Who put our Xiyou Sect's badge at the Nine Dragons Temple?"

The Daoists: "..."

Probably due to the overwhelming shock, the Daoists didn’t seem too surprised at this point, only feeling that it was to be expected.

Such unconventional things could only be done by the Xiyou Sect.

But the Xiyou Sect members had been with them the entire time. Where did the stage, screen, and chairs come from?

The next moment, an elite man in a well-tailored suit jogged over. As he got closer, everyone recognized him: "...Assistant Liu?"

Assistant Liu wiped the thin sweat from his forehead, nodded at the Daoists, then stood next to his boss and reported, "Boss, as per your instructions, we’ve organized a lottery event under the names of Wanli Group and Xiyou Sect to replace the Nine Dragons Temple's event."

As his words fell, they could hear the enthusiastic voice of the host: "Who will be the winner this time? Who will take home the electric scooter worth 100,000 yuan? Let's wait and see!"

There were too many confused followers of the Nine Dragons Temple. Although the stage was as far as possible from the main hall, the last row of the audience was still only about ten meters away.

Moreover, the Daoists had cultivated their minds and senses for years, so they could easily hear the audience’s discussions: "As expected of Wanli Group, truly wealthy and influential. But what sect is this Xiyou Sect? I’ve never heard of it before."

"It must be a powerful sect from Beijing! I see them every day online, their shares and reposts are amazing! The Nine Dragons Temple has developed for ten years but hasn't reached this scale. This must be an ancient Taoist temple from Beijing!"

"I'm glad I came. I almost didn’t bother coming. A 10,000-yuan phone was already worth so little secondhand last year. Now I want to change to a car, and this looks like a good choice for a grocery car."

"Better to take it home and use it. But the Nine Dragons Temple's benefits really can’t compare to the Xiyou Sect. If the Xiyou Sect wasn’t in Beijing, I might consider changing my faith to their temple."

Ke Xingzhou leaned against the door frame, watching the several Daoists cooperate to set up a distraction formation to cover up the situation in the hall. Upon hearing this, he immediately raised his head and looked over.

"Zhu Chu, did you hear that?"

Zhu Chu nodded heavily: "I heard it! I'll expedite the preparations for opening a branch of Xiyou Sect and the new projects, including the haunted house. We must make sure the believers in the Southwest feel the sincerity of Xiyou Sect!"

The Daoists: "..."

Are you really trying to show sincerity? We’re too embarrassed to say anything about you!However, speaking of which, the Daoist friends from the Southwest Taoist Association couldn't move the corner of the wall before, just because their benefits couldn't match others'...

The Daoist priests couldn't help but feel dazed.

If they had known it was so easy to win the followers' hearts, all their previous efforts, all their sincere persuasion, what were they even doing?!

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What they could see, the Nine Dragons God's natural sight also could.

The Six-Armed Dragon God, who had been focusing on the people inside the hall and the White Tiger, now realized that the supposedly impregnable Nine Dragons Temple had already been occupied by mortals, and he was instantly shocked and furious.

He was the most powerful of the Nine Dragons Gods, also the one with the most incense offerings, his thinking clearer than the other dragon gods. Upon seeing this scene, he immediately understood who was behind this and turned his gaze, glaring at the three members of the Xiaoyao Sect at the door.

Their methods were just too unusual. Could they really not be some evil gods sent here?!

Ke Xingzhou noticed his gaze, turned back, and seeing him staring at him, wasn't angry at all. Instead, he nodded to him with satisfaction: "Your idea is quite good."

With Ke Xingzhou's abilities, it was clear to him that the so-called Nine Dragons Temple and Nine-Headed Dragon were merely puppets of the Nine Dragons God.

And of the Nine Dragons Gods, the one receiving the most incense offerings was this Six-Armed Dragon God. The methods to run the Nine-Headed Dragon, the evil path, were probably mostly his idea.

Ke Xingzhou looked at the crowds of Xiaoyao Sect followers already starting to search, his tone increasingly sincere: "Why didn’t we think of such an efficient way to gain followers?"

Had he known there was such a good opportunity, he would have come earlier.

The crowd: "..."

The Six-Armed Dragon God felt deep humiliation, his arms even not obeying his command in anger: "Good! Good! Good... You really have some ability. This time I underestimated you. I didn’t expect that in such a short time, you would even learn the evil path’s methods!"

The Daoist priests from Jiangcheng were shocked upon hearing this, waving their hands repeatedly.

Don't drag them into this! It had nothing to do with them. They weren't going to take the blame!

But the Six-Armed Dragon God was certain that everything was their plan. Otherwise, how could they have destroyed the evil path he had spent years developing in just two days?!

He gritted his teeth, signaling to his companions: "Let’s go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't linger, swiftly cutting off a hand that had been bitten by the White Tiger, covering the wound, and turning into a purple-black mist that dispersed in the air.

He ordered the other eight dragon gods: "Escort me out!"

The eight dragon gods, seeing the densely packed followers outside, briefly had a glimmer of hope, only to realize that the followers had easily wavered in their faith and switched to believing in the Xiaoyao Sect.

The feeling of being abandoned to their faces was unpleasant, especially for those who were the object of faith. The followers' belief helped increase their power, and when they abandoned the faith, they naturally lost the benefits they once received.

The eight dragon gods could clearly feel their faith power weakening.

They had already been brainwashed by the old man and his group, and now, hearing the Six-Armed Dragon God's call, they became even angrier.

"Escort you to hell! I’m quitting!" The goat-faced dragon god was the first to break, "How many years has it been? Everything good was yours! The followers were yours, the main hall was yours, the incense was yours, even those evil paths only recognized you as the leader! We were all the same level when we started!"

The Six-Armed Dragon God, filled with confusion, almost couldn’t react in time, shocked and angry: "What nonsense are you talking? Didn't we all agree on this before we came up here? Besides, who cares about those human beliefs? Everything we've done was for...""Stop talking nonsense!" The goat-faced dragon god interrupted him. "These comrades have already analyzed it for me. You're just a green tea b*tch who takes advantage and then pretends to be innocent! Anyway, I've had enough! I'm going to work for the Xiaoyao Sect!"

With one companion starting, the other dragon gods also began to quit: "Yeah! We're switching jobs!"

"............."

Not just the Six-Armed Dragon God, even the Daoists from Jiangcheng were left with question marks on their heads.

The persuasion ability of these kind-hearted ghosts from the Xiaoyao Sect was just too strong! They succeeded in recruiting so quickly?

The Six-Armed Dragon God was furious, the purple-black mist in mid-air shaking uncontrollably, almost giving the White Tiger a chance to disperse it. He had no choice but to sever another arm and hurriedly fled from the main hall.

The hall fell silent for a moment, and then there was loud applause—

"Congratulations, congratulations, comrades, for finally escaping the sea of suffering and having a brand-new ghost life!"

"Rest assured, coming to the Xiaoyao Sect will definitely make you feel as comfortable as if you’ve returned home. Here, we are all family, and there will never be any unfair treatment like at the Nine Dragons Temple!"

"As long as you work hard, you can reach the peak of ghost life!"

The eight dragon gods nodded repeatedly, grinning and showing their eight teeth.

The yellow-haired one watched the entire process and sighed deeply: "Master, even the gods you believed in have become someone else's employees..."

The haggard man with a scattered soul: "............"