"This mage doesn't even have a fixed place to stay in the Immortal Realm. I'm scurrying about like a homeless dog. That won't do! Fang Xin said last time that if I defeated that Minor Deity, he'd let me have the cultivation grounds. I wonder if that offer still stands?"
As Tang Changsheng pondered this, the idea of taking over Green King's temple took root.
He had already seen that the temple stood on auspicious ground, more than suitable for developing into a cultivation site. As a place to settle and cultivate, it was far better than some remote, barren Mountain.
Templefront Village also had a hundred or so residents. Their numbers were small, but they were enough to provide offerings.
The temple could become the foundation for Tang Changsheng's cultivation in the Immortal Realm!
The four essentials of cultivation—Dharma, Companions, Wealth, and Land—were no empty saying.
Besides, Green King had committed countless evils and squeezed the villagers dry. Getting rid of him would count as upholding justice for once! It would do the people of Templefront Village a good turn, too.
With his mind made up, Tang Changsheng planned to find time for another trip to the Immortal Realm.
He looked at Du Song and said, "You're quick enough on the uptake. This mage will grant you an opportunity. How would you like to serve under me as a protector?"
How could Du Song dare refuse? The threat was plain on Tang Changsheng's face. He feared that if he said a single word of refusal, Tang Changsheng would scatter him into ash.
He hurriedly dropped to the ground and bowed again and again. "Thank you for your mercy, Mage! Thank you for your mercy!"
Joy and bitterness mingled in his heart. Once a dignified scholar, he had fallen to