"Brother, are you joking with me? You? The Yama King of the Netherworld? Worshipped by mortals?"
No wonder Li Qi found it hard to believe.
Lord God of Wealth was one thing. As the God of Wealth, it was only natural for his Incense Fire to rise again.
But the Netherworld's reputation among mortals put it squarely at the same table as the [Plague Department] and [Pox Department].
Mortals feared it like the plague.
We'd all been poor together, minding our own business. No one had any right to laugh at anyone else.
And now you were telling me you'd taken off, with thousands of people worshipping you?
How could Li Qi possibly believe that?
The Yama King chuckled, stroking his beard. "Worthy brother, there's no need for such surprise. I merely happened upon an opportunity. Besides, what are a few thousand people? In my view, within a few months, I'll have tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, even millions or tens of millions of believers!"
The more Li Qi listened, the more he shook his head. "Brother, you... You're getting more outrageous with every word. If you truly had tens of millions of believers, then aside from those few exalted immortals with flourishing Incense Fire, you would be the most illustrious figure in the Heavenly Court. Don't tease your little brother like this."
"You still don't believe me." The Yama King grew more excited as he spoke, his brows dancing as words poured from him in an endless stream. "Guess how many days in the mortal world it took me to gain these thousands of believers?"
"Could it have been... ten years?"
"..."
"Don't tell me it was twenty years?"
"What are you thinking?! If it took twenty years to gain a few thousand believers, would I even have