Lu Chen took a deep breath. "All right, I understand! Then the Netherworld will temporarily enshrine Lord Yama. Do I need to arrange any subordinate gods?"
King Yama said, "Strictly speaking, aside from Orthodox Gods, the underworld has no subordinate gods to speak of—only underworld officials. Just arrange a few Left and Right Judges, Ox-Head and Horse-Face for me. That will also save you some divine seats in your temple."
As he spoke, he let out a sigh, his tone carrying a hint of admiration. "Brat, you really are something. You managed to establish a temple in such a short time. Then I'll wish you flourishing incense offerings in advance. Remember, the more prosperous your incense offerings are, the easier it will be for you to move through the Three Realms in the future. Do you understand?"
"This junior naturally understands!"
"Good. This king shall be leaving."
The conversation with King Yama ended.
Lu Chen turned King Yama's words over in his mind once more.
"First, enshrine divine offices? And I need to get a guardian deity to act as my mouthpiece? Looks like I'll have to ask my brother to help me find some obscure deity in the Heavenly Court later."
But that was not the main point.
What truly made Lu Chen feel there was deeper meaning to those words was this:
According to King Yama, he could use two divine offices as fulcrums to pry into both the Heavenly Court and the underworld.
But in essence, he would still be taking root in the immortal system through enshrining deities.
Yet Plague Emperor had previously advised him to take the path of sanctifying the flesh, seeking transcendence and freedom above all else.
He had not fully understood when Plague Emperor first explained it, but after King Yama's guidance,