My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Han Xiyue was very satisfied with his words; it seemed that this believer had been completely controlled.

“Well said, you have the awareness of a qualified believer. I will not take her life, but will ensure her long-term well-being.” After saying that, Han Xiyue put her hands together and chanted a spell over the unconscious little koi.

As the incantation rang out, the little koi's body slowly floated into the air, as if drawn by an invisible force to some hidden place. Her body drifted into a secret underground door, and after the door closed, the scene returned to normal, as if nothing had ever happened.

"The day her sins are atoned for will be the day she regains her freedom," Han Xiyue said, feigning compassion.

Zhang Hao responded with a smile: "Both Cyrus and this woman must feel deeply honored to be saved by you."

The little koi fish, which had drifted into the ground, found itself uncontrollably floating towards an ice coffin. The transparent coffin was filled with vibrant flowers; the lid slowly opened, releasing a delightful fragrance. She watched helplessly as she fell into the flowerbed, and the lid closed behind her.

Lying in the flower-strewn coffin, a biting chill gradually crept into her consciousness. Fortunately, the protective spell Zhang Hao had cast beforehand took effect in time, dispelling the freezing sensation. After regaining consciousness, she began to survey the underground space, which was as large as a football field. Hundreds of ice coffins were neatly arranged, each containing what appeared to be a person sleeping peacefully.

In the adjacent ice coffin on the left, she was astonished to find the Frost Umbrella! He lay amidst blooming flowers, his face rosy, his chest rising and falling slightly with his breath, as if he had simply fallen into a deep sleep.

The little koi tried to contact him using a secret telepathic technique, but it was like throwing a stone into the sea. Had he really been ambushed? Helpless, she had no choice but to report what she had seen to Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao, who had just left the villa, received a message and instructed her to use the protective spell she had previously set up to awaken her companion. However, last-minute cramming was ultimately not enough, and Zhang Hao instructed her, "I have already taught you the key points of the spell; you need to practice step by step. Only cast the spell to awaken him after you have mastered it. I need to go back to prepare for joining the cult; if I linger too long, that old man will become suspicious."

The "old thing" he referred to was none other than Han Xiyue. These past few days of contact had convinced Zhang Hao that this Sun Cult Leader was actually an old monster who maintained his youth through evil magic. Those people in the ice coffins had likely become nourishment for his cultivation of evil arts.

On the day of his initiation, all the rituals were completed. Zhang Hao followed the procedure and offered five million "sincere gifts," successfully becoming a follower of the Sun Church. Afterwards, he feigned curiosity and asked why he didn't see any other believers.

Han Xiyue had already addressed this: "The Sun God never requires believers to pray every day. As long as one is sincere, one can pray anytime and anywhere. Therefore, our believers are spread across all walks of life and rarely gather together on ordinary days. Fifteen days from now will be the church's centennial celebration, at which time you will be able to see many fellow believers."

Thinking of the celebration plan, Han Xiyue could not hide her excitement—as long as the ceremony succeeded, she could extend her lifespan by another hundred years! The feeling of wielding power was truly intoxicating.

Zhang Hao feigned sudden realization: "I see! At that time, I will not only be able to meet fellow practitioners, but also receive the blessing of the Sun God, right?"

"Exactly. The most devout believers will be selected at the celebration, and those who offer the most precious tributes will receive exceptionally great divine favor." This was clearly an implication for more donations.

Zhang Hao cursed the man's greed inwardly, but outwardly pretended to have suddenly understood: "I understand! I will definitely prepare enough money as a gift! Since you personally led me into the church, I will become the most devout believer and will never let you down!"

"I know your piety. Please go back and rest well, and we will meet again on the day of the celebration," Han Xiyue gently advised. Seeing that it would be difficult to find out more details for the time being, Zhang Hao took his leave.

He then went to visit Cyrus. Cyrus, who had just returned home, was triumphantly talking to his father on the phone: "Father, now I have nothing to worry about! You no longer need to worry about being implicated because of me; Mr. Han has solved this problem for us! Now you can't control me anymore!" Hans immediately became serious upon hearing this: "What have you done?" He knew better than anyone that the solution to this problem was entirely due to luck. If he weren't his only son, would he have been willing to share his hard-won health?

“I found a replacement, didn’t you do the same?” Cyrus confessed everything, and then gloated, “This is what you call good luck coming your way. Since someone has walked right into our trap, how can we let them go?”

Zhang Hao, who had just stepped into the villa, heard these words and felt nauseous. These people actually regarded evil deeds as an honor; they were utterly shameless! Poor Little Koi, who was focused on investigating the case, was ambushed like this.

As a frequent visitor to the villa, the servant respectfully led Zhang Hao inside. Upon seeing him, he stepped forward and greeted him casually: "Cyrus, finished your call? From what you just said, you've truly had a string of good luck."

Cyrus, having ended the call, turned to see this acquaintance who, instead of being a member of the church, had been the subject of his scheme. He warmly invited him to sit down and ordered tea. He was genuinely curious about how this man had won Han Xiyue's favor. His father had just revealed on the phone that becoming a core believer was incredibly difficult, unless one possessed extraordinary talent or held a high position. Yet this seemingly ordinary Solo had been chosen.

"Now I can finally enjoy myself again. By the way, the Sun Church is holding a celebration soon. Would you like to participate? I heard that core believers will gather there to exchange their faith experiences." Zhang Hao casually probed, hoping to extract information.

“I’ve heard a little about it, but I’ve heard that you need an invitation to attend.” Cyrus couldn’t hide his disappointment. Neither he nor his son had been invited, while Solo, whose qualifications were far inferior to his own, had been invited? A sense of superiority made him feel envious.

“I am truly honored to be invited and am very much looking forward to it. You have known Mr. Han for a long time, are you familiar with the traditions of the celebration? If you could tell me, I would be able to make preparations in advance.”

Cyrus knew nothing about this, but admitting ignorance would be to admit his low status in the church, so he could only give a vague answer: "Such a grand event can only be appreciated on the day itself."

Cyrus patted his shoulder and continued, "Just wait and see, it will absolutely amaze you. I have other plans and may not be able to go, but if you have time, could you record a video for me?"

It seems Cyrus didn't receive an invitation. Is it because he's not yet a core believer?

This person holds a high social status and possesses abundant resources, making him an ideal target for a cult focused solely on accumulating wealth.

These so-called celebrations are usually just occasions to fleece the sheep.

Why wasn't Cyrus invited to participate?

Is it because of his social status, or because they are worried that someone might die and cause trouble?

But it's just a celebration, and it shouldn't lead to any deaths, which is why these important figures were excluded.
Zhang Hao vaguely sensed something was wrong.

Solo readily agreed: "No problem, I'll send it to you as soon as I record the video. You're a believer too, I'm sure you'll feel our joy." (End of Chapter)