1: Chapter 1: Transmigrated as a Tiger, the Evil God Emperor System!

(Beep beep, the Evil God is calling. Consign your brain to transport, forget everything, and set off happily! Good luck!)

Outside the temple, cold wind and lingering snow.

Inside the temple, an altar, spirit tablets, and a stone tiger statue.

Several elders were offering incense.

Green smoke curled from the incense burner.

"Mountain God!"

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[Evil God Holy Emperor System, Awakening successful!]

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"Greetings, Mountain God!"

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[Greetings to the future Holy Emperor: Your Majesty Feng Yifan!]

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What is all this?

Who is speaking?

Feng Yifan dizzily heard two voices alternating in his ears.

Why did two golden lights, one large and one small, light up in his mind one after another?

"Look... the Mountain God spirit tablet is glowing!"

"It seems this is a proper deity, not an Evil God!"

"If it were an Evil God that loved blood sacrifices, it would have come out to swallow us whole long ago."

"In that case, let's hurry down the mountain and have the Li Clan Members bring offerings to worship the Mountain Lord and seek protection!"

The elders spoke in low voices, supporting each other, discussing that if it were a righteous god, they could settle down here.

Creak.

The temple door closed.

After a while, a stone slab on the back of the statue was pushed open.

A tiger's head emerged.

"Very good."

"This time, it's a real Transmigration."

Feng Yifan looked around.

He quickly accepted this fact.

No one could be this divinely powerful.

Everything else aside, who could turn him from a Human Race beast of burden into a tiger?

Orange, striped, fierce... cough, a cub.

"The question of who I am can also be skipped."

Next topic!

What was that voice just now?

What Mountain Lord? What Evil God?

"If a tiger Cultivates into a god, it should be a Yao God or Yao Emperor, right?"

Feng Yifan jumped down from the altar from inside the stone statue and landed.

He found a corner and lifted his leg.

At this moment, the large mass of golden light in his mind gradually turned into a divine tablet.

Then, several pieces of information appeared in his mind.

[Body: Tiger Yao Beast - Juvenile.]

[Cultivation Rank: Spirit Demon Rank One.]

[Evil God Grade: Lower First Tier.]

[Divine Ability Domain: Demonic Domain illusion.]

[Divine Ability Talent: Control Chang Ghosts.]

[Subordinates include King-rank Lord: 0; Evil God General: 0; Evil God Sub-commander: 0; Evil God Servant: 0.]

"...?"

The "Yao Emperor" Feng Yifan, who was currently relieving himself, lowered his noble hind leg.

For a moment, the scene was inevitably a bit awkward. He raised his hind paw to try and scratch his face, but since he was unskilled at it, he gave up.

Did the Golden Finger come a bit too quickly?

It really caught even a tiger off guard.

[Please obtain sacrifices, Your Majesty, to increase combat power! Promote your divine status grade!]

[Please expand your territory, Your Majesty. The System will continuously provide National Guardian Divine Artifacts to help Your Majesty establish a Holy Kingdom!]

[Any followers with cultivation Aptitude can become Your Majesty's Divine Servants! Your Majesty will receive ten times the rewards for any cultivation resources obtained by the Divine Servants!]

"Oh?"

Feng Yifan couldn't help but twitch his whiskers.

What's this, an Evil God? And a Holy Emperor?

Who are you talking about? Me?

Then he felt a warm current of air constantly circulating through his tiger body.

"Mmm, comfortable!"

"But, is that it?"

No beginner's gift pack, no beginner's quest?

Trash System!

He was hungry.

Thirsty and hungry.

This Golden Finger isn't practical at all; it doesn't solve any real problems.

"Wait, those elders seemed to be coming back."

"They're bringing offerings?"

Feng Yifan licked his lips.

But they want to worship a righteous god. Will there be trouble if they run into me?

Should I leave?

But instinct told him that it was even more dangerous outside.

Hesitating, Feng Yifan stopped behind the temple door.

"What am I afraid of!"

"I, no, I am now the future Holy Emperor."

He felt his limbs and body brimming with power!

He used his claws to pry open a crack in the slightly ajar temple door.

Outside was a murky grey.

Whoosh—

A gust of cold wind blew in.

"Ugh!"

A blast of black air hit Feng Yifan's face, making him gag.

This was Yin Baleful Miasma.

It could extinguish the spiritual light of all things.

He looked around again.

Sparse mountain forests and scattered snow on the branches.

It was too quiet.

Not even a bird's song.

This was undoubtedly very strange.

He blinked and looked into the distance.

Under the shroud of the murky Yin Baleful Miasma, several streaks of blood-red light shot into the sky in the distance.

He seemed to hear several roars and cries of beasts and birds, like thunderous explosions.

"Roar—!"

"Screech—!"

Several terrifying pressures also swept in from the distant phantoms, shaking his soul.

"Holy crap!"

Feng Yifan's ears immediately flattened, his limbs went weak, and he retreated.

With a bang, he swung his tail and closed the door.

"Are those all the auras of high-Rank Yao Beasts?"

He leaned against the temple door and took a breath.

So strong!

Even from so far away, just the pressure they emitted made his heart almost jump out of his chest.

This definitely wasn't being a coward.

It was the respect one should have for the strong!

"Wait."

"In this small temple, I don't seem to feel that pressure."

Feng Yifan's heart stirred, and he couldn't help but look at this small, dilapidated temple again.

The inside of the temple seemed to be covered by a halo similar to a barrier.

The pale golden halo was very faint now.

So thin it seemed it could dissipate at any moment.

Having awakened the System and become an Evil God, he could see things he couldn't see before.

Seeing this barrier halo, he couldn't help but remember that when those people knelt earlier, a mass of light had emerged from the Mountain God spirit tablet on the altar and landed on him?

With a thought.

The smaller golden light in his mind faded its glow, revealing a spirit tablet.

In the next instant, it was swallowed by the Evil God's divine status.

[Congratulations, Your Majesty, for annexing the divine status of an ownerless Mountain God!]

[The Evil God Holy Kingdom is established! Ruling Territory: Demon Immortal Mountain Range, Little Yao Mountain, ten-mile radius!]

"...Damn, that scared me!"

Without warning, the future Evil God Holy Emperor almost fell off the altar!

Fortunately, he was "four-wheel drive" now, and his lower body was stable enough!

He had just been shaken, and now he was startled again.

"Luckily I'm a tiger now; if I were a human child, I'd need a soul-calling ritual by now!"

Feng Yifan turned his tiger paw over, and that divine tablet appeared.

"So this temple is the Mountain Lord Temple."

"This is Little Yao Mountain in the Demon Immortal Mountain Range... hmm?"

Suddenly, his heart stirred.

He clearly sensed an image.

A group of people was walking toward the small temple.

At the front was an elder, followed by several young men and a child.

Further back was a group of men and women, all sallow and thin, in tattered clothes.

They looked like refugees.

They were coming from down the mountain.

Behind them, there was also...

"The one leading is that old man from before?"

Feng Yifan hesitated for a moment, withdrew the tablet, and crawled back into the stone tiger statue.

...

Soon after.

Creak.

The temple door was pushed open.

"Come, enter,"

The elder said first, "First, set out the offerings."

The offerings were a dried rabbit and two live wild chickens.

Besides the elders, several young men, a couple, and a child entered the small temple.

Everyone else knelt outside the temple.

After arranging the offerings, they knelt one by one on the ground in front of the altar.

"Mountain Lord!"

"We beg the Mountain Lord for protection!"

"Let us, the Li Clan Members, be able to farm and thrive at the foot of this Little Yao Mountain!"

Everyone's heart was heavy.

In this world, not only do demons run rampant and evil spirits cause chaos, but even gods can barely protect themselves... and Yin Baleful Miasma fills the world.

Without the protection of Divine Power, one cannot survive.

Crops won't grow, and people won't live long.

Whether it's gods, demons, or evil spirits... they only have a way to live if they are protected by magic.

But gods are greedy, and demons and evil gods are even more so.

The Clan Chief and elders risked their lives to test it; this temple should house a righteous god.

Since it doesn't consume flesh and blood, it shouldn't demand Spirit Children as sacrifices either.

But they came here as refugees; these offerings are probably not enough.

They could only hope the Mountain Lord, as a righteous god of heaven and earth, would show some pity.

Pairs of eyes looked timidly up at the altar.

Full of hope, but also filled with fear and unease.

If the offerings were swept away, it meant the god had refused, and they would have to continue fleeing.

In the next instant.

A golden light flashed.

The wild chickens lost their lives.

Feathers fell, leaving only chicken bones.

"This...!"

The elder's eyes widened.

Devouring flesh and blood.

How is it an evil spirit again!

They had fled here precisely because they were unwilling to seek protection from an Evil God!

Just then, several cries of alarm suddenly came from outside.

"Clan Chief!"

"This is bad!"

"There's a pack of wolves!"