16: Chapter 16 The Swarm of Demonic Rats, the Rank 4 Spirit Demon Rat King!

"How novel?"

"Did this deity ever claim to be a righteous god?"

Feng Yifan flicked his tail and laughed heartily.

Damn, that felt satisfying!

Seeing the shifting expressions on Zhang Qianlü's face was quite gratifying.

Right after this fellow agreed to worship him as his divine master...

A notification sounded in his ear.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

"A believer suitable to be blessed as a Servant of God has been discovered!"

Then, without a second thought, Feng Yifan directly bestowed a Divine Servant Imprint upon him.

With Li Linfeng setting a precedent, in his eyes now, acquiring a Servant of God was like planting a Spirit Treasure Tree.

This Spirit Treasure Tree could bear all sorts of treasures.

The key was, every time the tree produced a treasure, an equal amount would fall right into his lap.

How could he possibly refuse?

Absolutely not!

And so, sensing the Divine Servant Imprint, Zhang Qianlü immediately understood that Feng Yifan's identity was not the Mountain Lord of Little Yao Mountain, but an evil god.

This kid was clearly raised to be a good boy.

A bit foolish, perhaps, but definitely positive, sunny, and upward-striving.

Suddenly becoming an evil god's believer was something he definitely couldn't accept!

"Heh! Serves you right!"

"With your knack for causing trouble..."

"Being an evil god's believer fits you perfectly!"

Feng Yifan paid him no mind, laughing heartily.

Afterwards...

He activated his Divine Ability — Eye of the Evil God.

To examine this fellow's background and potential.

Acquiring a Servant of God was akin to planting a Spirit Treasure Tree.

However, his tree had to be planted in someone else's yard.

Plant it in someone else's yard, let others raise it for him.

When the wind blows...

Treasures would come clattering right into his lap.

Just thinking about it felt wonderful!

"Let me see first..."

"Where would be suitable to plant this little sapling."

(Servant of God: Zhang Qianlü)

(Age: 14 years old)

(Aptitude: Water-Wood Dual Spiritual Roots, Celestial Spirit Immortal Bone.)

(Growth Potential: Heavenly Immortal Alchemist, Spirit Plant Sage.)

(Special Note: Bearer of a special Family Bloodline inheritance.)

Feng Yifan's eyes instantly lit up.

"Well, well, hit the jackpot."

"Looks like it's a hidden variant."

Not bad, really not bad.

He just didn't know which Sect specialized in nurturing alchemists and spirit plant masters.

Speaking of which, he was still completely unaware of the cultivation forces nearby.

He only knew of one: the Sword Sect.

But that was okay.

There would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

Feng Yifan's mood immediately improved quite a bit.

His mood might have improved, but Zhang Qianlü's heart felt like it was being fried in oil.

Restless and unsettled.

"How could I have worshipped an evil god as my master!" he lamented incessantly, "How was I tricked again!"

But no matter how he thought about it, he felt he couldn't blame himself.

It was this Mountain Lord of Little Yao Mountain, no, this evil god, who was too good at disguising himself.

He had witnessed the scene of the Li clansmen reclaiming the wasteland with his own eyes.

Those people were grateful to the mountain god, bowing towards the mountaintop every now and then.

And the plow for tilling the land, with its strange appearance, clearly wasn't a farming tool made by humans, but bestowed by a deity.

"A god who gives farming tools to his believers would be considered noble even among righteous gods!"

Who, seeing all this, would suspect this mountain god was an evil god?

Moreover, in Zhang Qianlü's mind, he had mistakenly trusted the Li Family servant, nearly causing the death of the mountain god's believers.

The Mountain Lord, being benevolent and kind, not only was willing to forgive him but also promised to save his life.

Such a merciful mountain god, what was wrong with worshipping him as one's divine master?

There was no need to hesitate at all.

But who would have thought...

He was wrong again!

"Ai!" he let out a heavy sigh, "Mother, why is the world so complicated!"

Such a good god was actually an evil god!

"Who could have... I'm finished." Zhang Qianlü said with a mournful face, "I'm finished, mother!"

Are there benevolent and merciful evil gods?

Never heard of it.

Mother said...

Righteous gods are not necessarily good.

But evil gods are all malevolent beings.

One cannot harbor any illusions.

But, what if there was an evil god who wanted to be a good god?

Turn over a new leaf?

Impossible.

Evil gods are cultivated; an evil person who has cultivated into a god, is there any possibility of turning back?

"Hopeless."

"I actually worshipped an evil god as my master."

"I can forget about entering a Sect and becoming a disciple to Cultivate immortality in this lifetime!"

...

The sky was not yet fully bright.

The monster rats had all returned to their previous lair.

Only a few monster rats were left behind, leading a group of ordinary rats, guarding the new lair.

Digging their lair was simple for them.

Whether they had demonic aura or not, they were all experts at tunneling.

Therefore, they didn't seem to place much importance on the lair.

They didn't even have a guard at the entrance.

With a single thought from Feng Yifan, the monster domain illusion unfolded, arranging them properly.

As for the person imprisoned inside the lair, he wasn't afraid of him escaping either.

No rats were watching.

This wasn't due to their carelessness.

Zhang Qianlü was imprisoned underground, where they had dug up groundwater; an ordinary person wouldn't even be able to find him.

Let alone rescue him.

Fortunately...

The one going to rescue him was no ordinary person.

Feng Yifan had been keeping an eye on the movements here.

Upon noticing the larger monster rats leaving in large numbers, he sent the Four Skeleton Changeling Ghosts over, divided into two teams, front and back.

Upon arrival, they Infiltrate underground (infiltrated underground).

The Skeleton Changeling Ghosts weren't as good at digging holes as rats, but they possessed an innate Divine Ability for earth evasion.

Over the past few days of continuous cultivation, diving several meters underground was no problem.

So there was no need to find the entrance to the rat hole either.

Under Feng Yifan's guidance, they took a shortcut directly.

Once underground, they followed the largest tunnel to find Zhang Qianlü.

Inside the rat hole, there were tunnels of various sizes everywhere. Feng Yifan's divine sense swept over them; the largest could even accommodate an adult moving through.

"These giant rats, digging such big tunnels, really don't mind the effort."

Feng Yifan found it strange, muttered a sentence, then guided the Skeleton Changeling Ghosts forward with his divine sense.

Soon, they found where Zhang Qianlü was located.

Without rushing to cut the vines binding him into a bundle, they simply dragged him along, following the tunnel back out.

Zhang Qianlü was just a Mortal youth; taking him along made earth evasion impossible.

If this kid dove into the soil, he'd suffocate directly.

So they had to follow the rat tunnels, find an exit, and take him out.

In that case, keeping him bound was more convenient than untying him.

Therefore, it was only upon reaching the surface that they untied the vines for him.

After the restraints were removed, the youth lay on the ground, unmoving for a moment.

At this moment, Zhang Qianlü's heart felt ashen.

He murmured, "It really is an evil god."

Righteous gods also employ Little devil (lesser ghosts/minions) to act, but only evil gods imprison human souls within bones to Drive (drive/control) them.

The last bit of hope was gone.

At that moment, he heard the sound of water behind him.

Looking up, he saw water gushing out of the rat hole.

"Get up, get up."

"You haven't atoned for your sins yet!"

Seeing him playing dead like a dog, lying motionless, Feng Yifan immediately urged, "Hurry up and dig out the pills you mentioned for me."

He flooded the rat hole with water.

Firstly, to conceal any traces.

And secondly, in an attempt to force the monster rats to relocate.

Preferably to move out of Little Yao Mountain and not come back.

However, these guys definitely wouldn't give up so easily.

So, he still had to make this kid Zhang Qianlü go retrieve the medicine.

If the rat horde came again, he'd just kill them.

A permanent solution.

...

Evening.

The rat horde returned.

Seeing the Rat King, Feng Yifan finally understood why the tunnels inside the rat lair were dug so large.

"This thing is so big?"

"It's almost as big as a small calf!"