My Lady Always Lacks Ambition-Chapter 977 - 950: Power of Faith—She Wants It Too!

Chapter 977: Chapter 950: Power of Faith—She Wants It Too!

From Nian Youwei’s words, Qin Liuxi learned that nowadays Taoists might be pelted with filth outside. The whole situation left her feeling quite unsettled. Isn’t this even more troublesome than back in the great-grandfather’s time? Back then, the Mystic Sect was oppressed and declined, but now, although it’s not oppressed and instead highly exalted, it has triggered people’s rebellious psychology, bringing disaster to the disciples of the Taoist Sect.

Although some people sincerely believe in the Dao, among the multitudes of mortals, there are always some who are radical, especially those who have read saintly books for a few years and hold firmly that strange forces and gods should not be discussed. Such individuals certainly view this Tao as a scourge. Meanwhile, the Saint is indulging in alchemy and longevity, and is extensively building the so-called Immortal Palaces of Longevity, enabling corrupt officials to exploit the people’s resources even more, making the lives of common folk increasingly difficult and filled with resentment.

"The days of the Taoist Sect are not as carefree as before. I’ve heard that some small Daoist Temples have already half-retreated into seclusion for cultivation," Nian Youwei sighed. "Times are tough, there’s no silver, fewer people come to worship the City God, and with the Saint appointing a State Preceptor to construct the Immortal Palace, it has made scholars resistant and radicals gather at Daoist temples in protest. Such incidents have occurred in the City God Temple before, preventing the common people from coming to worship and burn incense, causing the incense offerings to dwindle."

"Absurd! If they lack faith, that’s their own matter. They don’t have to recognize it, but what right do they have to obstruct the faith of others? If they are angry at the Saint for believing in the State Preceptor, they can go sit in protest at the National Master Mansion and the Emperor’s feet. Venting their anger on the Taoists of other Daoist Temples, condemning everyone with the same judgment, is this the so-called integrity of the literati?" Qin Liuxi sneered. "Such venting of anger is merely finding an excuse for their own incompetence and vying for attention."

Nian Youwei said, "There are many who are stubborn and unreasonable. Priest Song of the City God Temple got sick and left, I planned to find a new person to take over, but haven’t found anyone yet. Temple master, I am very ashamed. I wanted to invite your family’s Grandmaster’s divine statue, yet we’re barely able to sustain the incense offerings."

Qin Liuxi shook her head and said, "Don’t blame yourself, it’s just the changing of times. You don’t need to look anymore, I’ll temporarily take on the role of the temple priest at the City God Temple."

"Huh?" Nian Youwei was taken aback.

Qin Liuxi continued, "Since you’re a parental official, just do your duty. I’ll ensure the incense offerings at the City God Temple are restored. Additionally, I will have someone examine what businesses can be done in your South County. As long as this city thrives, providing stability and prosperity for the people, it won’t be a significant problem."

South County is poor, thus hampered in many ways. If wealth comes, the city flourishes, and the people will have more opportunities for livelihood.

Hmm, this requires a professional like Gongsun to handle it. After all, specialization matters, and as for her, she certainly must oppose the so-called State Preceptor!

She needs to investigate further.

But there’s no rush now; nothing is more crucial than stabilizing the Divine Soul of the City God Master, ensuring sufficient Faith Power to nourish it. She’s in no hurry; she’s endured three years, so why rush now?

Does the opponent want Faith Power?

How coincidental, she wants it too!

Everyone can rely on their abilities.

Nian Youwei looked at Qin Liuxi’s fully grown, radiant face and inexplicably felt a sense of impending success.

He felt like he had just latched onto a golden opportunity.

Qin Liuxi prescribed a tonic for Nian Youwei to restore his health. Otherwise, with his current state of tasteless eating and restless nights, this body would break down in a few years, and having grand ambitions without a healthy body would be useless.

After earning some consultation fees from Nian Youwei, Qin Liuxi went to buy some offerings and incense-making materials, planning to personally create incense offerings at the City God Temple.

The incense she made couldn’t be compared to those sold outside.

Carrying many items back to the City God Temple, Qin Liuxi saw someone casually urinating by the temple side, causing her face to darken with anger.

No wonder the stench she had noticed earlier. It was these people’s doing, truly showing no fear of the gods.

But upon reflection, it made sense; already fallen so low, who would still think of reverence for the gods? If gods were present, they would most likely blame them for not protecting them.

Or perhaps they might argue that their heart holds the gods, so the gods should not blame the people.

This is the behavior of unruly people.

Before entering the gates, Qin Liuxi coldly stated, "From now on, no relieving oneself within ten feet of the City God Temple."

The person was urinating with great enjoyment. Upon suddenly hearing these words, he turned around abruptly, "Mind your own business, who are you?"

Qin Liuxi averted her gaze, casually drew the yin soul from his back to his leg, and opened his yin eyes, coolly saying, "Relieve yourself carelessly and you’ll lose your descendants."

The person’s eyes became inexplicably hot, feeling something unusual below, only to see a little ghost tugging at his descendants, instantly scaring him into shivering, shrinking, and screaming in terror, "A ghost!"

Outside, people witnessed the whole scene and couldn’t help but glance at each other in shock. What happened to Old Black Head?

Qin Liuxi turned to look at them, "Those who relieve themselves recklessly, take a look at his end."

Everyone instinctively followed her point. Old Black Head, seemingly mad, was shouting "go away" while pounding his descendants, not feeling any pain.

Is Old Black mad?

They looked back at Qin Liuxi, who stood in front of the temple, exuding an aura of malice, causing them to swallow hard, pick up their begging tools, and retreat!

Seeing their compliance, Qin Liuxi didn’t bother further, entering the City God Temple to set up a roast chicken, a plate of Osmanthus cake, and a few fresh red oranges, then poured three cups of wine and lit the incense she’d purchased.

"Once my incense is ready, I’ll replace it for you," Qin Liuxi said, looking at the divine statue with warm eyes.

The City God appeared joyful, the incense burning rapidly, displaying his delight.

This was a girl true to her word.

Qin Liuxi smiled faintly, heading to the room allocated for the temple priest, bringing out all the incense-making materials.

Previously, when Qingping Temple’s incense offerings were scarce, she and Master Chi Yuan used to make their incense too, not only for better quality and more effective communication with God but also because making incense wasn’t just about offering incense. With skilled techniques, one could make Soul Summoning Incense, calming incense, and more.

The calming incense she made was far more effective than what’s sold outside, and the incense offered to ghosts and gods was more nourishing and soul-filling.

Presently, she processed all materials into powder, starting the tedious procedures, silently reciting scriptures in her heart, infusing the incense materials with spirituality before extruding incense lines, drying, and collecting them one by one.

This process took three hours; Qin Liuxi stretched, then took the newly made incense outside, offering a new kind.

"Such fragrant, superb incense, I seem to have smelled this somewhere before!" The City God reached out to communicate, saying, "Young girl, you have a lot of skill. Who is your master?"

"A disobedient old fool."

"Oh, so he must be the kind of recluse, a worldly master dwelling in the mountains."

Qin Liuxi: "..."

Though her identity had changed, he still had the knack for embellishment!

Just about to jab him with a few remarks, footsteps came from outside, and someone rushed in, falling to their knees with a thud, "City God, if you are truly divine, show yourself and save my wife!"