Chapter 2: Yan Zhi

"This student has extremely high aptitude!"

On the side of the podium, a white-haired old man had a grim expression as he looked at the teenager on the stage.

Just how high was Lu Ran's aptitude?

So high that even the Demon Clan couldn't help but appear in broad daylight to snatch a believer!

The school judged a student's aptitude based on physical data, martial arts level, theological knowledge, and faith level.

Generally speaking, the higher your comprehensive assessment score, the more likely you were to be favored by the gods in the front rows.

But this kind of evaluation system naturally couldn't compare to the gods' own judgment!

Yes, to a certain extent, the "demons" in the mouths of humans were also a type of god.

It was just that this kind of "Evil God" must absolutely not be worshipped!

Privately, you would be controlled by the Evil God, lose yourself, and become a puppet.

Publicly, joining the Demon Clan was equivalent to standing on the opposite side of both the human and divine races.

"Principal Zhou!" A male teacher walked quickly to the old man's side, his face...

urgent, "Should we pause the god-worship ceremony?"

Pause?

The demon had already arrived; how could it be stopped?

Everything was in Lu Ran's single thought.

Principal Zhou had a serious expression: "Sound the horn, maintain order; this is only a demon phantom, no need to panic."

"Yes!" The male teacher waved his hand, and an illusory horn quickly took shape.

"Woo~~~"

The low sound of the horn pierced the sky, and the chaotic campus gradually calmed down.

On the podium, Lu Ran looked up at the sky in astonishment.

Honestly, the demon Yan Zhi Ren was actually quite... well, quite good-looking~

This was a huge female phantom.

She wore an exquisite phoenix crown and a bright red ceremonial cape, looking like a woman getting married in ancient times.

Dignified, luxurious, and graceful!

Yet, she had an extremely pale face, like a paper doll, which looked even more terrifying in contrast to her gorgeous clothes.

"Yan Zhi Ren." Lu Ran, who had reacted, felt his mood become complicated to the extreme.

Panic was certain, but deep in his heart, there was also a trace of excitement.

It wasn't because Yan Zhi Ren still had charm...

It was because the matter of "praying for a god but attracting an evil spirit" had happened a few times in history.

Anyone who could attract a demon was, without exception, a person of extraordinary talent!

So Lu Ran was really happy!

But after just a few seconds, he was left with nothing but helplessness.

Precisely because this type of human had explosive talent, demons would come to snatch them, and various gods would also frequently appear to compete for believers.

But when it came to Lu Ran...

Why was there only one demon, Yan Zhi Ren?

Where were the gods?

Lu Ran looked up at the hazy sky, frantically searching for the figures of the gods in the misty smoke and rain.

Stop hiding, come out quickly!

You can't tease a kid like this.

If you're any later, I'll really be dragged back by Yan Zhi Ren to have a ghost marriage!

"Boom!"

Dark clouds churned, and thunder roared.

What shocked everyone was that the demon Yan Zhi Ren had actually lowered her status.

She slowly leaned down, and her huge illusory palm reached toward Lu Ran on the stage.

You have to know, in the god-worship ceremony, the gods' willingness to appear was a chance they were bestowing upon you.

Next, the human needed to kneel and worship devoutly to have a chance to become a believer.

And at this moment, Yan Zhi Ren's fingers were reaching toward Lu Ran inch by inch, as if she wanted to merge the tiny human into her fingertips.

"Sister, sister, don't mess around!"

Lu Ran was almost crying; watching the pale-faced beauty getting closer and closer, he retreated step by step:

"I just started, I'm only 17, don't do this, don't do this..."

In the rain curtain, head teacher Li Yanzhu withstood the terrifying pressure of Yan Zhi Ren and shouted urgently:

"Don't be bewitched by her, don't believe anything she promises you! Lu Ran, don't do anything stupid!"

Fortunately, although the status of humans was low, whether or not to enter a god's sect was a two-way choice.

"Lu Ran!"

"Reject her, Lu Ran!" Voices of worry sounded, piercing through layers of rain, surging toward the center of the podium.

"Woo~~~" The low sound of the horn didn't stop, carrying a unique sense of desolation.

Under Principal Zhou's signal, the male teacher kept using his unique divine technique to keep everyone calm and tried his best to soothe Lu Ran's mind.

"We aren't a good match, Sister Yan Zhi." Lu Ran kept begging for mercy, "How about I burn you a perfect husband tonight, will that work?"

Below the podium, a chubby boy was incredibly anxious.

How much does a paper doll cost anyway?

What time is it, and you're still trying to save money?

Qian Hao shouted loudly: "You should burn a few more!"

"Broaden your perspective."

Lu Ran suddenly realized: "Right! I'll burn you two... No! I'll burn you three!"

"Burn one every day!" Qian Hao was so angry he couldn't help it; he had to teach him step by step?

"Right, right, right, burn one every day!" Lu Ran nodded repeatedly, "There's a tall guy in my class named Kou Yingquan; he's full of Yang energy and has a fiery temper!

He stares at others with jealousy every day and just wants to find a partner; in a while, I'll burn him to you too!

I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

Qian Hao: "..."

Kou Yingquan:???

He was so angry his face turned green, and he cursed: "Lu Ran! You f*cking have lived long enou..."

Before he could finish, Kou Yingquan suddenly stopped.

Just as he opened his mouth to insult Lu Ran, Yan Zhi Ren suddenly turned her head 180°!

And it was the kind that only turned the head, not the body.

The scene was extremely terrifying!

Her huge, enchanting eyes looked at the tall and burly Kou Yingquan.

"Ah!" Kou Yingquan let out a scream, trembling with fear, and his legs went soft, causing him to sit directly on the muddy ground.

With a "splat," mud splashed everywhere.

Only at this moment did the students realize just how much courage it took to face the evil spirit, Yan Zhi Ren.

On the god-worshipping platform, Lu Ran, who seemed to be pathetic, never had soft legs, and his mouth had always been saying words of rejection.

"Whoosh!!"

Very abruptly, a violent wave of energy rippled from high in the sky.

Yan Zhi Ren immediately turned her head and looked forward.

Only to see a glowing white figure rapidly emerging in the sky above Lu Ran!

"Ah! It's here, another..."

"Is it a god or a demon?" Everyone didn't dare to conclude what Lu Ran would pray for.

"Xian Yang? Seems to be Master Xian Yang?"

"Sob sob~ It really is! It really is Xian Yang! Finally, a god has come to save the day!"

"Xian Yang! Bai Yu Xian Yang, ah ah ah!"

That glowing white figure was so heartening.

It was like a beam of light breaking through the rolling dark clouds, also breaking through the extremely oppressive atmosphere between heaven and earth.

Inside and outside the school, an unprecedented burst of huge cheers erupted.

The god, Xian Yang, had appeared!

It stood upright, its hind hooves stepping into the air, its front hooves clasped together in front of its chest, as if cupping its fists in a salute, showing extreme humility.

It wore a white jade robe, as crystal clear and moist as mutton-fat jade, shimmering with strange luster in this dim world.

"Master Xian Yang! Master Xian Yang!"

"Xian Yang! Xian Yang! Xian Yang!"

Honestly, Master Xian Yang probably hadn't received such a welcome in a long time.

Because it was the god ranked in the ninth row, the very last one.

"Worship Xian Yang, Lu Ran! Hurry and worship Master Xian Yang!" The head teacher shouted loudly.

Lu Ran was extremely decisive, without the slightest bit of disdain, and turned to bow down to Xian Yang:

"Thank you, Master Xian Yang, for saving me from fire and water! Hurry, hurry and accept me!

Hurry up... I'm going to die, I'm going to die..."

In an instant, the agreement was reached.

Master Xian Yang quickly released wisps of immortal mist, surging toward the human on the stage.

Seeing this, Yan Zhi Ren slowly straightened her body; in her eyes looking at Lu Ran, there wasn't the cruelty one might imagine.

Instead, there was a hint of resentment?

It was just that when she looked at Xian Yang again, the red light in her eyes flared, and she looked fierce!

"Whoosh~"

Yin wind blew, and Yan Zhi Ren quietly dissipated.

Heaven and earth returned to silence; inside and outside the campus, countless people breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Principal Zhou had a grim expression and said: "Call the student's head teacher here."

"Yes!" The male teacher stopped blowing the horn and left to carry out the order.

Principal Zhou Shengchang sighed deeply, feeling a bit puzzled in his heart.

Since Lu Ran's aptitude was extraordinary, why did the gods delay in coming to compete for a believer?

In the very end, it was still the ninth-tier, lowest-ranked god, Xian Yang, who came to recruit a disciple.

Could it be because of personality?

Of course not!

There were many god sculptures that had descended on Great Xia, with all kinds of temperaments.

Besides, look at the god, Yu Fu, and Jiang Ruyi; their personalities clearly didn't match.

But the cold Yu Fu took a fancy to Jiang Ruyi's aptitude, so her personality didn't matter so much.

Following this line of reasoning, there was only one reason why the gods were unwilling to appear:

Lu Ran's heart wasn't sincere enough!

This point could also be corroborated by the god, Xian Yang.

Xian Yang was the most gentle and tolerant god among all the gods in Great Xia, with the highest tolerance for recruiting disciples!

There was no "one of"!

So, was everything because Lu Ran lacked the proper reverence for the gods?

Principal Zhou frowned, very unwilling to believe his own judgment.

"Principal Zhou." Li Yanzhu arrived beside the white-haired old man and spoke respectfully.

Zhou Shengchang: "Tell me about this student's specific situation."

Li Yanzhu immediately said: "His name is Lu Ran; his comprehensive results are in the top five of the class, he majors in sword techniques in martial arts class, and his goal is to enter the sect of the god, Yu Fu."

Zhou Shengchang listened quietly.

Li Yanzhu hesitated for a moment and said: "His father was a believer of Yu Fu, named Lu Xing."

Zhou Shengchang was stunned: "Lu Xing?"

"Yes!" Li Yanzhu nodded, "It's Mr. Lu Xing who died in the line of duty 4 years ago."

Hearing this, the old principal frowned even deeper.

Since he was the descendant of a hero, then it shouldn't be like this...

Li Yanzhu continued: "Influenced by his father, Lu Ran is extremely yearning for the god, Yu Fu, and has been thinking about entering Yu Fu's sect.

In terms of ideology, he has no problems at all!

Principal Zhou, he attracted a demon today; there must be some misunderstanding in this."

While the two were talking, Lu Ran had already been taken by two teachers to the rain shed behind the podium.

Zhou Shengchang looked at Lu Ran's figure: "I know; you go accompany him to handle the procedures first, grasp his ideological state, and pay attention to soothing his emotions.

After receiving the shrine and the god sculpture, you immediately send him home and help him worship the god."

Apparently, Principal Zhou wanted Lu Ran to establish a connection with Master Xian Yang as soon as possible and listen to the god's teachings.

"Okay." Li Yanzhu left immediately.

One hour later, Yuxiang Garden Community.

Lu Ran stood at his door, watching his head teacher leave, and only then did he close the door.

"Phew..." Lu Ran let out a deep sigh of relief.

The teacher's words of persuasion and comfort still lingered in his ears, but Lu Ran's heart still couldn't calm down.

"What a disaster." Lu Ran walked back to his small bedroom and sat down at the computer desk.

In the morning, he was full of ambition.

By the time he returned home, he was already a puddle of mud.

On the cabinet to the right of the windowsill sat a small, antique wooden shrine, in which stood a tiny Xian Yang jade sculpture.

Ninth-tier god: Xian Yang.

The lowest-ranked god in the Great Xia divine sequence.

Low ranking didn't matter.

Every god was unique and had unique divine techniques.

Just in terms of the human level, as long as you cultivate diligently enough and can exert the advantages of your unique divine technique, you can naturally become a dragon among men!

What's more, Master Xian Yang was the only god willing to appear and save Lu Ran from fire and water.

How could Lu Ran have any complaints about his "life-saving god"?

Low ranking, then we'll just charge upward!

As long as my strength is strong enough to make the Xian Yang sect shine, I can naturally attract more believers to worship Xian Yang.

The more believers there are, the more majestic the power of faith supplied to Xian Yang will be.

By then, Master Xian Yang's ranking might not necessarily be unable to move forward!

It couldn't be denied that at this moment, Lu Ran had a bit of anger in his heart.

A cold reality was placed here:

Lu Ran had been rejected by all the gods in the Great Xia Realm!

Never mind the third-tier god, Yu Fu, whom he had been thinking about; earlier on the god-worshipping platform, as long as a god from the eighth row had appeared, it wouldn't have been Xian Yang's turn to come and pick up the leftovers.

And even in the ninth row, Xian Yang was in the very last position.

In other words, Lu Ran had also been rejected by the lowest-ranked gods in the ninth row one by one!

He didn't understand.

He really didn't understand!

Following this was Lu Ran's desire to prove himself and his desperate desire to repay the kindness.

"Crack!"

Thunder and lightning flashed outside the window, and heavy rain poured down.

"Hmm?" Lu Ran's eyes narrowed; he almost thought he was hallucinating.

Only to see that the head of the Xian Yang jade sculpture in the small shrine had actually turned black?

At this moment, the Xian Yang jade sculpture seemed to "come alive," and those pitch-black pupils were silently staring at Lu Ran.

Lu Ran:!!!

He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, only feeling his hair stand on end all over his body!

Those pitch-black sheep eyes released an indescribable, cold aura.

It was as if...

those black sheep eyes were a door.

Behind the door was a graveyard with Yin wind blowing, a hell with white bones!

"This?" Lu Ran's face turned pale.

The god sculpture I brought back, isn't it Master Xian Yang?

That's not right!

It didn't matter if it was jade or not; in the final analysis, the god I worshipped on the god-worshipping platform was the god, Xian Yang!

Even if I picked up a stone on the side of the road and "invited" it home to worship, the one attached to it should be Xian Yang.

Could it be...

the one I worshipped wasn't Xian Yang at all?

So, there were two gods on my god-worshipping platform.

One was an Evil God, and the other... was also an Evil God?

It looked like a god had come to save me, but in reality, I was blocked on both ends?

This f*cking...

Where! Is! The! Way! Out!

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