If one asked which immortal in Chen Luo's previous life enjoyed the most incense offerings, there might be no definite answer.
But if one spoke of the top five in incense offerings, no matter how they were ranked, Zhao Gongming could firmly claim a place among them.
The Chinese do not worship idle gods!
In other words, when it came to useful gods, one could never go wrong with more courtesy.
Which gods were useful, then?
Marriage, descendants, peace, health, and—wealth!
The Daoist Black Tortoise Altar True Lord, the Five Paths God of Wealth!
The Martial God of Wealth—Zhao Gongming!
How great was the charm of the God of Wealth?
Never mind anything else. Even if a novelist wrote about this person, readers who normally never left comments would come in, leave their IP addresses, and properly pay their respects!
But...
The Zhao Gongming Chen Luo summoned today could be the God of Wealth—or the God of Death!
Zhao Gongming, his face dark and swarthy, held an iron whip and viciously struck Tongguang Bodhisattva, who was reputed to be capable of battling those in the Eight Calamities.
Every blow seemed to condense countless Lineage Power of Vows. Golden light blazed as it struck Tongguang Bodhisattva, forcing him back again and again.
Was it really an iron whip? No—that was wealth in the trillions, the yearning of countless living beings!
The instant it struck, phantoms of gold and silver flying through the air appeared.
Compared with Zhao Gongming's attack at that moment, Heaven and Earth Throw was simply not worth mentioning.
However, after losing the initiative in a moment of shock, Tongguang Bodhisattva quickly steadied himself.
He had been startled because the person before him was simply too famous.
Not because he was the Martial God of Wealth, but because