Chapter 303: Ran Huang Tian and the Worship of the Gods

In the instant Gao Gao Fushuai's entire body turned white.

The identity of the killer was no longer in doubt.

With the death of the pale ghost Gao Gao Fushuai, one of the eleven tables along the edge of the village center also gradually vanished…

Wu Xian smiled.

This was what he hadn't finished saying.

Even if the evil spirits could deceive them, they could not deceive the gods.

If one among them had been replaced, the number of tables in the courtyard must have decreased; if the count remained unchanged, then one table must be a disguise.

So all they needed to do was test which table could be destroyed, and they could easily find the killer.

But now.

It was no longer necessary.

After the dog-man monster stood up, it let out a chilling canine howl.

The dog-like features on its body retracted, and along with them, Ran Ran Qiuhua's feminine traits vanished—her chest flattened, the lost flesh redistributed elsewhere, adding muscle to her frail frame…

When the transformation completed.

Only a man remained, dressed in women's clothing, with long yellow hair.

The man was covered in bloodstains, his clothes torn in several places; his androgynous face, reminiscent of Ran Ran Qiuhua's, was blank, his large eyes blinking slowly, as if revealing a hint of innocent stupidity…

He wanted to approach the others.

But everyone carefully stepped back, avoiding contact with the man.

The scene of him tearing apart the ghost was still fresh in their minds—no one knew if he would attack someone next.

Wu Xian thought for a few seconds, then began to take off his clothes…

He was not a pervert.

Before entering the blessed land, Wu Xian had worn multiple layers of clothing; these garments offered many conveniences, but one drawback was… heat.

Since this man was still wearing women's clothes and was filthy beyond measure, he could be given one of Wu Xian's sets.

Amid the astonished gazes of the others.

Wu Xian walked over to the monster with the clothes in hand and spoke gently.

"Go wash yourself by the river, change into fresh clothes, then come back…"

The man took the clothes and crawled toward the river; as he crawled, he gradually rose to walk upright—his movements initially retained a feminine grace, but soon became smooth and natural.

Wu Xian did not fear the man was an enemy.

The eleven tables at the village center had long puzzled Wu Xian, because logically there should have been only nine; even if one belonged to Gao Gao Fushuai's disguise, there was still one extra table with no name.

When Ran Ran Qiuhua's corpse stood up, Wu Xian understood—the unnamed table belonged to him. Verified by the divine statue, this man was an ally! Moments later.

The man returned wearing Wu Xian's clothes.

The returned man's eyes no longer held that innocent stupidity; instead, he looked more like an ordinary man with a pleasant appearance.

He told the others the full story of what had happened.

The big yellow dog had entered the blessed land with them and should have been granted a divine worship seat, but since the dog was not human, its ability was directly bestowed upon it.

The ability it gained was "Dog Spirit Possession," allowing it to release a dog spirit identical to itself, which could possess any human to enhance their base abilities.

In its final moment before death, the big yellow dog used this ability on Ran Ran Qiuhua, hoping to help her escape danger.

But Ran Ran Qiuhua died, and the big yellow dog died too.

A portion of the dog's soul, separated as a dog spirit, had nowhere to return to, while Ran Ran Qiuhua's yin spirit was also departing; when half of her yin spirit had left, the dog spirit voluntarily fused with the remaining soul, triggering a mysterious transformation…

In short, this new man.

Was neither Ran Ran Qiuhua nor the big yellow dog—he was a new life possessing fragments of both their knowledge and memories, and upon awakening, his mind held only one thought.

Revenge!

Bloody revenge! After completing his vengeance, he gradually calmed down, accepted his new identity, and swiftly adapted.

Under the gaze of the others, he pondered: "I come from Ran Ran Qiuhua and Huang Qi… henceforth, I shall be called Ran Huang Tian!"

After Ran Huang Tian chose his name, the previously unnamed table now bore his name—he had not only inherited Ran Ran Qiuhua's body, but also her divine worship seat.

The dead man and dog had returned as a dog-man—strange, yet the group accepted it easily, even with some relief.

With such a powerful ally, their chances of survival had increased further.

Next.

They were to begin worshipping the gods; each could use only their own incense stick, but the statues could be chosen. They circled the ten tables, deliberating which one to select.

Inside each thatched hut.

Eyes emerged—one by one. Lao Tang and the other elders had risen early, watching silently as the young people did what they were doing; seeing them wander around the open space, shaking their heads and muttering, made the scene seem even more eerie.

But Lao Tang's mindset had changed from yesterday.

The moonlight monster had disguised itself as his deceased wife, filling him with fury; the beliefs he had clung to so firmly now began to waver, on the verge of collapse.

…

Ten statues stood atop the ten tables—those of the Heavenly, Earthly, and Water Officials; one of them was unfamiliar to Wu Xian: the Water Official—Eunuch, the Water God.

This Water Official presided over "divine artifacts."

The term "divine artifact" here did not refer to the powerful weapons seen in novels or films, but to weapons empowered by faith.

Such as the Qin King's Backward Sword, the Yellow Death, and others.

Wu Xian had now seen all five common Heavenly Officials, four Earthly Officials, and three Water Officials.

Yet despite seeing it for the first time, Wu Xian did not choose the Water God Eunuch; curiosity mattered less than maximizing benefit.

The Earthly Official statue enhanced one's own abilities; the Water Official statue granted a divine weapon; choosing a Heavenly Official statue allowed one to collect three talismans and activate the "Three into One" effect.

But after much deliberation,

Wu Xian turned his attention to the last statue, untouched by anyone else…

The Heavenly Official—Seeing Wu Xian Caishen, the Five Manifest Wealth God! If the Many Treasures Buddha statue existed, the Wealth God statue would yield the greatest benefit—but no one in this blessed land had yet seen the Many Treasures Buddha statue.

Thus, even if one obtained spirit money, it could not immediately be converted into combat power, so no one favored this statue.

But Wu Xian chose it for two reasons.

First, one of the five elements required for a proper funeral is "money," and this money might be connected to spirit money—this opportunity might never come again.

Second…

Wu Xian had too little spirit money!

He had abundant yin virtue, but lacked a way to convert spirit money into usable currency, preventing him from purchasing anything from the Many Treasures Buddha in the previous blessed land.

He could not afford to miss the Five Manifest Wealth God this time.

After all, spirit money could be stored in his dianzhe—accumulate enough, and it would eventually prove useful.

So Wu Xian picked up his incense stick and bowed reverently before the Five Manifest Wealth God…

(End of Chapter)