Chapter 292: The West King Descends!

After thinking for a long time, you ultimately continued with the divine name "West King", without taking a more domineering name...

No matter what, you have condensed your own dharma form; from this moment on, you are no longer a mere mortal of your previous life, and in this life you have taken a great stride onto the broad path of the incense‑fire divine way— in the eyes of the world you now belong to the ranks of immortals!

Of course, you are still weak as a deity; if you want to become stronger, you still need a large amount of incense fire or souls to nourish yourself.

But souls are certainly not within your consideration; in your previous life you painstakingly overthrew the West King, not to become the next West King!

Thus you immediately set up a belief for yourself: in this life you will never touch any souls, even if souls could match countless incense fires, that is absolutely unacceptable, because you have your own conviction.

Thus, the only road left for you to choose is: incense fire, incense fire, still incense fire!

To walk upon the divine path, you must absolutely not lack incense fire; all the divine arts and abilities of spirits are founded upon incense fire— without it, even the mightiest spirit cannot exert any divine power, nor achieve immortality.

Therefore, you who have condensed a spirit's dharma form cannot relax; on the contrary, you must strive harder than before!

And so, how can you possess incense fire?

Incense fire, incense fire— its essence is not the physical smoke of incense, but the mental intention that people voluntarily contribute when worshiping spirits; this intention arises from the heart and can naturally follow the heart's movement, and when spirits command it, they can accomplish all kinds of wondrous deeds.

So to obtain incense fire, you must gather followers, establish a divine religion, then attract more followers, build a larger sect, finally lead the masses in rebellion, besiege cities and seize lands… take the previous life's West King as reference.

Generally, to accomplish this process, your speech must be extremely alluring, and you must combine kindness and authority, arrange benefits for them, and constantly cultivate awe, so that ignorant villagers believe in your strength and from the heart revere and worship you.

These are easy to say but hard to do, so the previous life's West King's origin, the "Five Emperors Temple", must itself be a major power, in order to provide startup capital for the internal dharma-form cultivators.

Otherwise, like an ordinary wild god, even if you toil alone for dozens or hundreds of years, you could never accomplish a great undertaking; moreover, if the commotion grows too large, the imperial court's armies will hear of it and come, launching a campaign to cut down mountains and destroy temples, and a petty wild god would just wait to die…

So your first reaction was to rush into a tavern in the county town, then begin your impassioned speech, deeply criticizing the court's darkness and the world's collapse, and finally, amid the astonished and admiring gazes of the crowd, you pat your chest and declare: "Under heaven and on earth, I alone am supreme!"

But the idea was fine, the first step just withered…

Because this great deity of yours is only three years old, you can't even get past your parents, yet you want to go to the county town to bewitch people's hearts? Obviously impossible.

If you were truly just a wild god, this attempt would surely fail.

Fortunately you are not!

You almost immediately thought of your current sole cheat: Blood God Son!

Blood God Son can brainwash people; the brainwashed are completely loyal to you, they can both win over followers for you and contribute incense fire for you, maximizing value… with them you can greatly save effort and fully entrust them to handle everything.

Thinking thus, you silently began your actions…

…

The brainwashing effect of Blood God Son is too terrifying, so you naturally dare not use it on your relatives; thus you selected only a few idle troublemakers in the village who love to stir up trouble for no reason.

As you casually walked past them, you slapped their calves with a palm, and the intangible Blood God Son was already planted…

"Loyalty! Faithfulness!"

For some unknown reason, right after you implanted the Blood God Son in them and before you could even speak, a few idlers went berserk as if injected with chicken blood, their minds addled, and they began shouting "loyalty", "favor", and such for no apparent reason.

Taken by surprise, you jumped: could Blood God Son come with its own voice pack? I didn't teach that…

In your bewildered stare, the several idlers already looked at you, this tiny being, with fervent admiration, as if they had seen some supreme exalted existence.

"Heavenly Emperor! Please issue your command!"

You: …

No… I haven't even thought of becoming the Heavenly Emperor…

You stared for a long time, then recalled your purpose, and solemnly said: I want you to help me spread the faith… should be fine, right?

"Does the Heavenly Emperor's faith even need spreading?"

The several idlers flew into a rage: "Heaven creates the myriad things to nourish people; people have nothing to repay Heaven; the descent of the Heavenly Emperor is a blessing cultivated over many lifetimes by all beings; anyone who does not believe in the Heavenly Emperor simply does not deserve to be human! Chop him down, send him to heaven!"

As for spreading the faith… everyone must spread it! Not spreading means you're not a primitive person!

You: …

You barely recovered your thoughts from their fervor and continued: "Right, my divine name is West King— the West's West, the vassal king's King…" 【 "West King? Western Heavenly Emperor!" 】

As soon as your words left your mouth, several people angrily bestowed upon you the title of Heavenly Emperor, but you dare not accept, for such an imperial title is too arrogant; proclaiming emperor early would easily invite the ire of the imperial court and even the Heavenly Court.

Under your firm stance, several people had no choice but to reluctantly comply, establishing your title as "West King"... yet they still felt you had been wronged, and with tearful eyes they exclaimed: "May Your Majesty endure years of humiliation; we subjects wish to make the sun and moon obscure and then restore them."

You: …

Damn! What the hell is this Blood God Son up to, making it spout all this abstract nonsense? Can it even speak normally anymore?!

While you silently cursed that the Blood God Son's internal code had a problem, possibly tampered with, you also began instructing the first followers on things like "corporate regulations", "corporate logo", and so on…

Finally you established the preaching tenets of your "West King Sect": loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, righteousness! Any follower of the West King Sect must not be disloyal or unfilial, nor unkind or unjust; during development they must fully cooperate with the imperial court's policies, and must never rebel.

Not only must they not rebel, they must instead obey laws and regulations, becoming followers beneficial to the court and the people.

Besides personal moral cultivation, the congregation must always cherish a loving heart: the enthusiastic heart must not be extinguished!

For oppressed farmers, help them seek justice; for tyrannical local landlords and bullies, unite to overthrow them.

For unlawful merchants, publicly hang them by the roadside trees so everyone can see their true faces!

In short, aside from things like "equal land, tax exemption" and "punish corrupt officials"— which would easily offend the ruling class and you dared not mention— you poured all other positive notions of fairness, justice, unity, brotherly love, etc., wholesale into the doctrine.

These are the ideals of your past life and also your pursuit in this life; in this life you must make them all reality, and create a world filled with love and justice!

Once more! Once more create a world with love!

As you spoke, you too became impassioned, gesturing at the land and exalting the text… and when several believers saw that, they became even more impassioned!

You have successfully matched the frequency…

As for the logo, seeing that there is already a "West King" in the Five Emperors Temple, and that West King's logo is a "west" symbol, you thought it over and decided to make your own logo a large "west" symbol.

Thereafter, if believers wish to pay homage, they simply write a large "west" symbol at home, thinking of you, this pirated West King, while bowing…

Once all related matters were settled, those several idlers, under the "benevolent" gaze of you this deity, stepped tearfully onto the path of spreading the doctrine.

…

Not long after, the idlers had recruited followers in the neighboring village!

Feeling the incense fire drifting from afar, your heart could not help but stir, so you hurriedly sent a dream to the believers while in bed…

To obtain the most sincere faith, you did not choose to mass‑send a templated video, but instead painstakingly gave individual dreams, then met face‑to‑face with the nervous believers.

You show them as much as possible your charitable side, and you expound how fair and just your doctrine is, full of love and formality……

Because you are very conscientious, and you indeed have a talent for preaching and communication; moreover, the doctrine you formulated indeed has strong positive appeal, unlike an evil path. Those who first meet you as followers cannot help but feel favorably toward you, and thus their originally wavering faith gradually becomes steadfast.

You lecture them one after another, and as a deity you listen to and answer their various questions, gradually shaping a preliminary positive image of charity, justice, closeness to the people, patience, and erudition……

Thus, with your round-the-clock, painstaking efforts like an ox and horse, your small sect steadily prospers, with a few new members joining each day. To solidify faith, you specially expend incense divine power, regularly giving them all dreams to hold a grand meeting, where they exchange feelings and knowledge.

But…… you seem to be overdoing it again, because you are too close to the people, this religion hardly seems like a religion at all; people feel not awe but rather admiration and respect……

Rather than saying you are a deity, it's more like you are a private tutor; rather than saying they are followers, they are more like a group of students: old and young, women and children, together in dreams listening to the holy teacher lecturing everyone, and they are also mutually friendly.

It's hard to say whether this is the correct direction of development or the wrong one……

Western King Sect?

Western King University!

And you also seem to sense that your approach is inappropriate, but you don't pay much heed, after all you are not a lofty true god.

If this can really be accepted by everyone, then let it be so……

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(End of chapter)