Liu Jinyuan was troubled, vexed, and depressed. After pondering for a long while, he finally said hesitantly:
"Fine. If I ever get the chance to meet the sect master, I'll definitely plead with him on your behalf."
Thank you, Cousin.
Only then did Lin Yue-ru turn from sorrow to joy:
"I don't have anyone reliable here anymore. From now on, I can only rely on you, Cousin. You have to help me."
"Don't worry."
Liu Jinyuan's spirits lifted slightly as he said solemnly:
"Helping my cousin is my unquestionable duty!"
The many facets of human life.
There was no end to them.
Because Ding Ling had defeated Fuxi in battle.
And even revived Nuwa and Shennong!
All the gods had submitted to him, willingly working for him!
His reputation had become utterly resplendent, reaching its peak!
Even three-year-old children knew that there was a legendary figure named Ding Ling in this world!
His fame had spread throughout the land. No one was unaware of him.
He had truly become the Lord of the Three Realms!
He had also become the world's finest person in everyone's hearts!
Many commoners erected monuments to him and offered incense every day! They worshiped Ding Ling, hoping that he would shelter and bless them!
As for why they worshiped Ding Ling instead of the other gods—
In the words of the common people:
"Even the God of Wealth and the various Star Lords have submitted to the sect master of the God Sect, while the Heavenly Emperor of the God Realm bound himself in the Three Sovereigns Cave! Why shouldn't we worship him?!"
"Not to mention that even Nuwa and Shennong were rescued by the sect master of the God Sect! If we don't worship such a godlike figure, who else can we worship?!"