What Era Is This? And You're Still Acting Like a Traditional God?

The rain continued to fall, creating a slightly awkward atmosphere.

Li Mo remained in the same position, but nothing happened.

The fat High Priest hurriedly picked up the bronze staff from the ground, pointed it at Li Mo, and said in a fierce but weak voice:

"You charlatan, you've been exposed!"

Li Mo thought for a moment.

What would you do if it were Ice Block?

Well, probably just doing nothing and ignoring it completely.

So the Heavenly Venerable ignored him completely, without even a hint of emotion, and the effect was outstanding.

The fat High Priest's jumping around made him look even more like a clown.

The townspeople whispered among themselves, some vaguely guessing what this mysterious deity was planning to do.

Could it be that they intend to casually point and move the mountain blocking their town away?

The old town mayor stood in the heavy rain, his eyes shining. In the past, even with the so-called protection of Witch Spirit, they still had to take a very long detour to reach the outside world.

If the mountain blocking their way is gone, won't they have unimpeded access from now on?

At least there are no more obstacles in one direction!

A hope arose in his heart, but reason told him that such a thing was impossible...

But at that moment...

A slight tremor suddenly came from the ground.

"Boom!"

Immediately following was an earthquake!

The old mayor and a group of townspeople lost their footing and fell to the ground, but they stared intently into the distance.

"The mountain moved! The East Mountain moved!"

"From now on, we won't have to take a detour when we go east!"

"From now on, we won't need divine protection anymore; we can leave the mountains!"

"Heavenly Venerable Supreme God!"

The rain has stopped.

The door to the outside world is slowly opening towards Three Mountains Town.

A ray of dawn fell, illuminating the calm and collected figure of the young man, bathing every inch of him in the glow of hope.

At that moment, countless townspeople stared wide-eyed, the gloom in their eyes dispelled by that figure.

"It's over."

The fat High Priest plopped down on the ground, his face ashen.

"I've become a fake."

The other party may not be genuine.

As a disciple of the Demon Summoning Cult, he had stayed in the Southern Border for so long that he knew a bit about the Demon Race. He had already recognized that the other party was probably a high-grade Demon Race.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to summon wind and rain and move mountains.

The other party clearly came prepared!

Unless the main headquarters sends down a top expert, there's no chance they can even put up a fight.

He was planning to slip away quietly before anyone could react.

"Hmph~ Trying to escape~~~?"

An electronic sound suddenly rang out from behind. Manbo rubbed his hands together and drew an arc of electricity, shooting it towards the fat High Priest.

The electric snakes danced wildly, moving at a speed too fast for the naked eye to see, and struck his ruptured buttocks in one fell swoop.

Manbo is a powerful demon, two realms higher than the Divine Observation Realm.

Sizzle--

The fat High Priest was instantly electrocuted, flailing his arms and legs, his body charred black as he convulsed. He'd probably be drooling even after he was healed.

Seeing this, Li Mo gave Senior Manbo a grateful look.

Senior Man is very good at adapting to changing circumstances; he deserves a bonus.

He didn't want the fat High Priest to get away either, but if he wanted to take him down instantly, he'd probably have to pull out his hammer.

But if he pulls out a hammer, wouldn't all the previous build-up be for nothing? The Heavenly Venerable's prestige would completely crumble.

"Your Majesty the Heavenly Venerable!"

At this moment, the old town mayor shouted and took the lead in kneeling before the altar.

The townspeople now revered Li Mo as a god, and they all knelt down on the ground.

Li Mo's lips moved, but this time he ultimately didn't say the words, "You're not allowed to kneel."

For the townspeople, it simply provided some shelter when they were walking in the mountains.

In their eyes, however, they had simply moved the mountain away, making it clear who was genuine and who was fake.

But the townspeople never imagined it.

There is no God in this world.

Li Mo raised both palms as if to say:

"Now that this matter is settled, I shall depart."

Are you leaving?

The old mayor suddenly raised his head, but dared not stand up:

"Are you blaming us for worshipping a false god? I will immediately join the elders in tearing down that false god's statue and making a new one for yours."

He gritted his teeth. "The offerings... the offerings will definitely be more lavish than in previous years!"

With the mountain gone, it will be ten times more convenient for them to travel east.

If you grit your teeth, you can gather more offerings.

Li Mo looked at the townspeople kneeling on the ground, trembling, fearing that he would never return, and his gaze was complicated.

"Do you truly intend to offer me worship?"

"Nature!"

"But I don't want ordinary offerings like pigs, sheep, and fruits; those have no meaning to me."

"No ordinary offerings..."

The old town mayor's face changed, and his body trembled.

Is that... a human sacrifice?

Originally, the town held a grand annual festival where families with children would draw lots to select a boy or girl.

The population of Three Mountains Town was never large...

But other villages and towns all have divine protection. Regardless of whether it's true or not, they at least had it in the past. If this Heavenly Venerable being leaves, what will become of the town?

He was torn between his inner Celestial Person and was just about to grit his teeth and agree.

But then another sentence floated down from above:

"I want stones from the mountain, lots and lots of stones."

"Um?"

Everyone was stunned.

Li Mo said expressionlessly:

"Including the mountain that was just moved, these three mountains have absorbed the Spiritual Qi of the sun and moon, existing for hundreds of millions of years. You mortals simply cannot see their spirituality."

"Aren't you sincere?"

"In that case, hollow out the remaining two mountains and offer them to me."

"How... how could these two mountains be hollowed out..."

The old town mayor looked distressed; they simply didn't have that kind of ability.

"If you can't dig it all out, then your sons and grandsons will have to keep digging for generations to come."

"You must fill this temple every year before I will believe in your sincerity."

Fill the temple?

That's not much, but who knows how many years it would take to fill it out.

The able-bodied men in the town looked at the size of the temple and silently made their plans.

"Grandpa Mayor, we can do it!"

"Yes, we have nothing but our strength!"

"At least it will be easier for us to go east to exchange for grain from now on, and at least we won't have to worry about starving to death when we dig for rocks."

Hearing the young voices, the old town mayor nodded emphatically.

He was about to turn back and tell the Heavenly Venerable Immortal that they were willing to dig up the mountain, but a white cloud had already flown high into the sky.

Only two booklets were left behind.

Curious, the old mayor stepped forward, picked it up, and asked the literate private tutor in town:

"What does it say on this?"

"One book is called 'Mountain-Opening Hammer Technique'! Another is called 'Second Set... Radio Calisthenics'?"

These appear to be two martial arts techniques, and with the words "Higher Vehicle" written on them, they must be extraordinary!

"Does the Heavenly Venerable mean that we should select strong young men for training and have them mine more rocks?"

"That's right, that must be it!"

"What's written after this?"

"God helps those who help themselves!"

"Does that mean if we work harder, the Heavenly Venerable will continue to help us?"

Above the white clouds.

Shang Qinqing looked thoughtfully at the cheering townspeople below:

"Those two martial arts techniques, you created them yourself?"

"Mmm."

Li Mo nodded.

He didn't use any martial arts insights in his hammer technique, but he did use some of the elements from Radio Calisthenics, modifying a basic martial art.

As expected of the Divine Hammer Little Overlord!

Ling Yuangou grinned, "Tsk tsk, accepting stones and giving away martial arts techniques, this isn't something a god would do."

"What era are we living in? Still treating them as traditional gods?"

"But don't you need the Power of All Living Beings? Aren't you afraid that once they learn martial arts and dig through the mountains, they will no longer revere you as a god?"

That would be wonderful.

Li Mo rubbed his aloof, Ice Block face and touched the burning, Empty-Bright Myriad-Color Pagoda.

"It's tiring to put on such an aloof act. Did you guys bring the vinegar? I still have some dumplings left..."