I want to worship the Two Immortals of Harmony and Union!

Chapter 261 I want to worship the Two Immortals of Harmony and Union!
Upon hearing this, Sun Qingcang and Sun Yourong exchanged a glance.

“Xiao Chen, although Uncle Sun doesn’t know the specifics of what happened and it’s not appropriate for him to ask too many questions, this request for 60,000 military merits…”

Sun Qingcang was still speechless: "Uncle Sun really can't imagine just how difficult this is?!"

“Indeed,” Sun Yourong nodded in agreement.

"It's alright, things will work themselves out."

Lu Chen, on the contrary, seemed relaxed.

After all, they've survived life-or-death situations like the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda, so this is nothing compared to what's to come.

"Alright, I hope you succeed. If, as the Old Man of the Moon says, you complete this task, you can officially begin preparations for the 'ruined temple.' Hiss—"

Sun Qingcang couldn't help but gasp, patted Lu Chen's shoulder and laughed, "In less than half a year, the temple is expected to be destroyed... Uncle Sun was right about you! When I first met you, I said you were a genius that only appeared once every ten years. Now it seems I have to change my mind - let alone ten years, even a hundred years or five hundred years, it is not possible to produce a hero like you!"

"Uncle Sun, please don't flatter me." Lu Chen chuckled.

That's honestly a bit cheesy...

"Lu Chen, if you can really destroy a temple... which one do you plan to destroy?" Sun Yourong couldn't help but ask.

Lu Chen pondered for a moment and said, "Any of those three companies seems to be suitable. What do you think, Uncle Sun?"

Sun Qingcang waved his hand and laughed, "Uncle Sun won't get involved in this. You can decide for yourself. Uncle Sun can't help with the broken temple, but if you're short of funds when you're promoted to a major clan, just ask. Money is not a problem."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Sun." Lu Chen clasped his hands in thanks, then stepped forward and gently grasped Sun Yourong's wrist.

The black line is still there.

"Sister Sun, let me know whenever this line disappears completely."

"it is good!"

"Xiao Chen, we'll head back now. Call Uncle Sun anytime if you need anything. Thank you so much for your help this time."

"Uncle Sun, you're too kind. Go back early and get some more sleep."

Watching Sun Qingcang and his daughter disappear into the sky, Lu Chen paced slowly alone in the living room.

"A divine commission guaranteeing at least 60,000 military merits..."

He chuckled lightly: "I just said I was going to take a month off, and now I'm already dealing with new things. Man proposes, God disposes."

"Old Man of the Moon, if you really want me to do something for you, why go through all this trouble? Just say it directly. As long as you have enough military merit, we can talk about anything!"

Lu Chen began to calculate in his heart:

Even a romantic entanglement can take so many days...

I'm afraid that the request from the Old Man Under the Moon will take quite a bit of time.

"In that case, dealing with Zhao Wuyai is now of paramount importance."

Lu Chen sat down on the sofa and tapped the armrest lightly with his fingertips.

"Pretending to hold the position, usurping the title of City God..."

Lu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

With a slight thought, the Plague Emperor Banner flew out on its own.

Upon probing with spiritual sense, one could see a blood cocoon pulsating like a heart amidst the endless green miasma.

It was none other than the Black Demon Lord.

"It seems that it will take quite some time to refine it into the Five Plague Demons."

After all, this is a demon whose strength is comparable to the Four Heavenly Kings, and after unleashing his demonic powers, he can even rival the Star Lord for a short period of time.

It's not surprising that the refining process takes a long time.

According to the Plague God's previous introduction, these five plague demons are different from ordinary plague demons.

After being refined, one can still retain some of the supernatural powers one had in life, and even retain a certain degree of intelligence, but one's life and death are entirely in the hands of the banner master.

Currently, the Five Plague Demons are still short four spots.

Lu Chen smiled slightly.

"Zhao Wuyai, it seems you... are destined to be connected with me."

As for Zhao Wanliang...

If Zhao Wuyai dies, how long can he continue to cause trouble?
"Let Yu Feng handle the matters in Jiangdu..."

With this thought in mind, Lu Chen focused all his attention on the tribulation of love.

"The deity who governs marriage..."

Besides the God of Love, there are also:

—Nuwa.

—The Two Immortals of Harmony and Union.

—The Moon Goddess.

—The Rabbit God.

—The God of Happiness.

The Rabbit God can be ruled out for now...

Nuwa is out of the question; there's no way we could offer her a sacrifice.

Even the imperial edict won't work.

Lu Chen's current second-stage Heavenly God Incantation can only summon ordinary Heavenly Gods.

For even the goddess Nuwa to be effective, she would need at least a third-level immortal deity.

Even if he could use the "Heavenly Decree" to summon, the cost would be prohibitive for Lu Chen.

He was almost ruined by the jinx he summoned back then, let alone Nuwa.

It's possible that one dose of this drug will severely damage his physical and mental health, and he might even regress to a state like that of the Spirit Water Immortal.

Forget it, we can't take that risk.

"It seems that only the Two Immortals of Harmony, the Moon Goddess, and the God of Happiness remain."

The Hehe Erxian (Two Immortals of Harmony and Union) are depicted as children, and the pair of children wearing bibs on the paper-cut window decorations used in folk weddings are them.

"However, the immortal ranks of the two immortals of harmony and union are still a step below those of the Old Man of the Moon."

"The position of the God of Happiness might be roughly equal to that of the God of Love."

But Lu Chen still felt that these three might not be able to break the karmic entanglement planted by the Old Man Under the Moon.

"As for the Moon Goddess... His divine position is enshrined in one of the three main halls of the Wu family in the east of the city. The Moon Goddess is the master of the Moon Palace and his strength is comparable to the Eight True Gods. Choosing him may be the safest option."

But how easy is it to make offerings to powerful beings at the Star Lord level?
Thinking of this, Lu Chen took out his phone and dialed Sun Yourong's number.

The sound of whistling wind came from the other end of the receiver.

"what happened?"

"Sister Sun, I have a question for you. Which temple in Jiangdu enshrines the Two Immortals of Harmony and the God of Happiness?"

“The Two Immortals of Harmony and Union? The God of Happiness?” Sun Yourong pondered for a moment: “If I remember correctly, the Zhao family temple has the Two Immortals of Harmony and Union, and the Wu family should worship the God of Happiness. However, the incense offerings of these two immortals have already been almost completely absorbed by the Old Man of the Moon. I’m afraid… it will be difficult to break this deadlock.”

"It's alright, let's try it first, what if it works wonders?"

"Then why don't you try the Moon Goddess directly? Although she is in charge of women's health, she is also involved in matters of marriage. Moreover, her power far surpasses that of the Old Man Under the Moon."

Lu Chen chuckled: "I know, but I'm afraid those top-tier experts wouldn't bother with me."

"That's true. Good luck, I'm getting too much attention here, I'll hang up now." "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Chen got up.

"Never mind, let's go check out the Zhao Clan Temple first."

……

A moment later, Lu Chen, having changed his clothes, arrived at the entrance of the Zhao Clan Temple in an instant, thanks to the City God Token that Zhao Wuyai had given him earlier.

"boom!"

He leaped out of the ground, startling passersby who turned to look.

"This earth-遁术 is really useful."

Satisfied, Lu Chen put away the token and strode into the Zhao Clan Temple.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the temple, he saw an old acquaintance swaggering around at the entrance of the main hall, sternly rebuking a middle-aged worshipper.

"You only donated a few tens of thousands of incense money, and you still want to increase your divine power? You even dare to say that our Zhao Clan Temple is ineffective? You good-for-nothing, I think you're tired of living!"

As he spoke, he suddenly kicked the middle-aged pilgrim in the stomach.

The pilgrim groaned and collapsed to the ground in pain, curled up in a cold sweat, but because of the Zhao family's power, he didn't dare to utter a single word of rebuttal.

The surrounding worshippers dared not speak out against their anger.

Zhao Zhihong snorted coldly: "Throw him out!"

"Yes!" Several subordinates responded and stepped forward.

"Clap clap-"

A crisp clapping sound suddenly rang out from behind.

"Steward Zhao, you've become even more imposing these past few days."

The familiar voice reached his ears, and Zhao Zhihong froze, slowly turning around in disbelief—

Lu Chen was smiling at him.

"Lu...the head of the Lu family!"

Zhao Zhihong instantly put on an extremely obsequious smile, bent down and jogged forward: "President Lu, what brings you here?"

"Let's light some incense."

"Alright, alright! Which deity would you like to worship? I'll have incense prepared right away!"

He then gestured to his men.

"Is it your place to prepare the incense for the head of the family?" Lu Chen's smile remained unchanged.

Zhao Zhihong's hair stood on end, and he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I was being presumptuous! Mr. Lu, please!"

"Wait a minute."

Lu Chen said leisurely, "When exactly are you going to compensate me for those golden nanmu chairs that your Zhao family damaged while I was away, when you were 'establishing your authority' at my Lu Clan Temple?"

"Tell Zhao Wanliang that those chairs are worth one hundred million. If the compensation is not paid within two days, I will personally go to the Zhao residence to collect the debt. Zhao Wanliang should know how I will act."

Zhao Zhihong's lips twitched: "President Lu, those chairs... they look like plastic, right? How, how did they become Phoebe zhennan wood?"

"Hmm?" Lu Chen's eyes turned cold: "You dare to question me?"

"I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare!"

“Listen carefully, although that chair looks like plastic on the outside, it contains Phoebe zhennan wood inside, so it's a Phoebe zhennan wood chair! If you damage it, you have to pay for it. One hundred million, not a penny less. Do you understand?”

"Yes, yes, yes! I'll definitely pass it on!"

Lu Chen nodded: "Also, tell Zhao Wanliang: the number of pilgrims sent by the Zhao family has slowed down these past two days. If it doesn't double within three days, I still have to go to the Zhao residence and have a good 'talk' with him."

“This…” Zhao Zhihong’s face turned bitter: “President Lu, these past few days we have been sending more than 20,000 worshippers to the Lu Clan Temple every day, and the basic daily expenses are already 12 million… Do we need to increase that?”

"You bastard!!"

Before the words were finished—

"boom!"

Zhao Zhihong didn't even see how Lu Chen made his move before he was struck hard in the abdomen. He was sent flying backward and crashed into a pillar, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"You filthy thing, how dare you question me?"

"I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare!" Zhao Zhihong's face turned red with pain, but he dared not utter a single complaint.

"Remember this well. Tell Zhao Wanliang exactly what I said: pay compensation in two days, and increase the number of customers in three days. If he misses either one, let him decide for himself."

"Yes, yes, yes! I've got it!"

"And—" Lu Chen glanced at the pilgrim who had just been kicked, a glint of light flashing in his hand, revealing several stacks of banknotes: "I have never been able to stand the behavior of big shops bullying their customers. This time, out of consideration for our shared Jiangdu family, I will clean up the mess for you."

He slipped the money into the worshipper's hand and said gently, "Brother, it's not worth getting angry with this kind of person. You might as well come and visit my Lu Clan Temple sometime in the future."

The pilgrim accepted it in astonishment, moved to tears of gratitude.

Lu Chen then bowed to the surrounding worshippers, saying, "Fellow villagers, you are all welcome to visit my Lu Clan Temple to offer incense. We will never cheat our guests and will serve you with all our heart! We hope you will continue to support us!"

"Bravo!" A cheer immediately erupted from the crowd.

Lu Chen smiled with satisfaction, then turned to Zhao Zhihong, who was still clutching his stomach, and said, "I'll cover the money for you first. You'll pay me back one million with interest in three days. Got it?"

"One million?!" Zhao Zhihong's face turned green.

Those stacks of cash were only worth a maximum of 50,000 yuan, but you want to pay back a million?!
"What, you don't want to?"

"No, no, no! Thank you so much for your generosity, Mr. Lu! I will definitely repay you in three days!"

"That's more like it." Lu Chen glanced at him sideways, his gaze falling on the other man's shoes, and noticed that the style of the shoes was almost the same as his own.

"Take off your shoes."

"Huh? Oh!" Zhao Zhihong hurriedly took off his shoes.

"What kind of class do you have to wear the same shoes as me?"

Lu Chen left those words and walked straight toward the incense window.

The remaining worshippers cast disdainful glances at Zhao Zhihong and then turned and left the Zhao Family Temple.

"Let's go check out the Lu Family Temple!"

"Alright, let's go light some incense. It won't cost us any money anyway!"

"that is!"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Zhihong felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly.

……

Deep within the Zhao Clan Temple, in a somewhat desolate side hall.

After offering incense, Lu Chen stood in front of the statues of the Two Immortals of Harmony and Union.

Light the incense sticks and insert them into the cauldron.

Before he could even silently recite the incantation for the incense offering, a faint light began to emanate from the statue.

"Oh? Who do we have here? It's the Imperial Horse Stable's Registrar."

That smiling, divine voice had already arrived first...

(End of this chapter)