Moonlight Shimmered Across Ten Thousand Miles of Waves

But most of these minor gods sprang up only to vanish just as quickly... Either a passing master wiped them out on a whim, or their tricks were too crude, or they squeezed the people too hard, until their incense offerings could no longer sustain them...

In short, they were rather like the mountain bandits of old, claiming a hill and crowning themselves kings. The lucky ones might be granted amnesty by the court and given an official post. As for the unlucky ones... there was no need to spell out their fate.

But how many bandits ever had that kind of luck?

A thought stirred in Tang Changsheng's mind. If I'm going to cultivate here for a long time, that might be a good place to go...

Then he gave a wry smile.

With his paltry cultivation, he wanted to destroy that Minor Deity? He might as well forget how to write the word death.

People might call it a "Minor Deity" with contempt, but it still bore the word "god." At the very least, it was on par with a Malicious Ghost!

Tang Changsheng would have to be out of his mind to try extorting a Malicious Ghost. It could swallow him in one bite without even filling the gaps between its teeth!

Besides, his foundations lay elsewhere.

At that thought, Tang Changsheng smiled ruefully. "Thank you for telling me, elder brother. But I still have my sect. I'm only staying here for the time being..."

He could lose the contest, but not his bearing! Tang Changsheng could hardly admit that he could not beat it and would rather stay out of the affair.

After all, though Tang Changsheng and this Ghost Messenger called each other "elder brother" and "younger brother" so warmly, they were, at most, drinking