Douluo: Reincarnation of the Rock King, Wandering in the Mortal World

Chapter 320: Beauty Trap 320
Putting down the teacup in his hand, Zhongli said, "You will know in a moment."

After hearing this, Paimeng clasped his arms, raised his head slightly, tilted his little mouth, and hummed twice.

"Humph, I just like being a riddle man!"

Riddler Zhongli: “…”

When Du Bafang saw this, he looked at his nose with his eyes and at his heart with his nose, as if he had not heard anything at all.

In this world, only Paimeng can talk to Zhongli like this, right?
As expected of little Paimon, he only has one fifth of the fighting power of a wild boar, but he is super brave.

Fortunately, Du Siji and the others were very fast and did not keep Zhongli waiting for long. They had already arrived outside the mountain gate.

As if he had thought of something, Zhongli said to Du Bafang: "Let's go and meet the younger generation in the sect. They should have many questions that need answers."

Du Bafang opened his mouth slightly, a little surprised.

He only sensed it when these guys arrived at the sect gate.

During that period of time before, he had no idea what Du Siji and the others were "planning".

"What are these brats doing?"

"Just follow the leader unwaveringly, why are you having so many doubts!"

"And let the Sect Master personally answer them!"

Du Bafang said this subconsciously. He was an unwavering fan of the God of War, so it was reasonable for him to say this.

"You can't say that."

Zhongli waved his hand and continued, "Everyone makes mistakes sometimes."

"I can't guarantee that what I say and do are correct."

"Young people, it's good to have your own ideas. If you have doubts about an issue, don't keep it to yourself, talk about it."

“Only by raising questions and solving them can we grow!”

"You, don't be so rigid. You should learn to accept the ideas of young people."

“They did the right thing!”

After hearing this, Du Bafang thought about it for a moment and accepted it.

It is said that he is an unwavering fan of the God of War, and he never questions anything Zhongli says.

Just like it is now.

"How could the master make a mistake?"

"I made a mistake some time ago."

"The essence of the contract has been slightly distorted. How can this not be a mistake?"

Zhongli gladly accepted the criticism. Who doesn't make mistakes?
Even if he is not a human now, doesn't he think about problems with human thinking?

If we think about the problem with the mindset of a demon god, there won't be this problem at all...

Du Bafang could accept Zhongli's words, but Paimeng's eyes twitched slightly.

Zhongli, he really...

cry!

Even though he has already resigned, he still cares so much about the contract.

You are no longer the God of Rock, nor are you one of the Seven Rulers of the World. Why are you still so sensitive about contracts!
If you think about it carefully, the God of Contract is a title "given" to Zhongli by the people of Liyue, not Sky Island.

He cares so much about the people of Liyue, how could he give up the title of God of Contract?

The God of War, the God of Contract, the Rock King, the Kitchen God...

Among them, the title of Kitchen God should be Guoba.

But Guoba sacrificed himself for the people of Liyue, and few people remembered him, so this title was given to Zhongli.

"As expected of the sect leader, he is wrong. A strong man like him can actually take the initiative to admit his mistakes. It's amazing!"

Du Bafang doesn't care whether Zhongli admits his mistake or not, nor does he care what mistake Zhongli admits.

Anyway, what Zhongli said is correct.

After a while, the three of them arrived outside the conference hall. At this moment, a hundred young men appeared in front of them. It was a perfect meeting at the right time.

"Greetings to the Sect Master, Acting Sect Master!"

Everyone hurriedly saluted. Although these two didn't care about etiquette at all, they couldn't be so casual.

Proper etiquette must not be neglected.

"Hmm..." Zhongli nodded, condensed an amber energy in his right hand, and with a wave of his hand, everyone was helped up.

"I already know why you are here."

"You are the future of the sect and the future of Douluo Continent."

"Full of vigor and good intentions..."

Half an hour later, everyone was smiling, almost forgetting their original intention, and were already in tears.

As expected, the person who cares most about these young people in this world is only the sect leader.

This time, he is the acting lord.

What they should do is to live up to the expectations of the sect master and the acting sect master.

The speed of cultivation is almost the same, much faster than before, isn’t this a good thing?

What's there to be entangled about?
Could it be possible that the sect leader could harm them?

If the sect leader wanted them to die, he wouldn't have to do it himself. They were willing to die!

What's up with this?

"Raise questions and solve them. If your thoughts are not clear, it is not a good thing for cultivation."

"You should have discovered that your own cultivation speed does not seem to be limited by your talent."

"Yes, it was indeed me who did it, or you could say it was you who did it."

"???"

Everyone understood the first sentence, but was confused by the second sentence.

What did they do?
Isn't it the sect leader who has always been paying?

"It is indeed your own power. I am just returning it to you."

To this group of Soul Sect members, Soul Kings and a Soul Emperor, Zhongli's words were completely confusing.

To Paimon, Zhongli is a riddle man.

Even Du Bafang was a little confused and didn't know what Zhongli was talking about.

"This kind of power is called the power of faith."

"It is you who have faith in me and become my believers, and this is what generates the power of faith."

"The power of faith can unconditionally improve your strength. When a certain amount of faith power is accumulated, you can even ignite the divine fire, condense the divine nature, and become a god."

"I use the power of faith you have in me to improve your talents and repair your hidden injuries..."

Zhongli did not covet even a bit of the power of faith, because with his strength, there was not much difference between having this power of faith or not.

Of course, if there is, it is a little better than nothing...

After hearing this, the faces of the people present changed drastically and their pupils shrank involuntarily.

They had thought of many possibilities, but had never thought of this kind of thing.

The power of faith can make you a god...

But, their leader used the power of faith on these "wastes"...

At this moment, everyone's eyes turned red.

"metropolitan……"

His mouth was slightly open, but he stopped talking.

It really feels like a thorn in my throat!
No wonder, no wonder they all became geniuses.

No wonder they can accomplish such incredible things.

This was all thanks to Zhongli’s “sacrifice”!

"Master, please don't waste your power of faith on us!"

"You should fight for the position of God instead of wasting the power of faith on us!"

"Ignite the divine fire and forge godhood!"

"Douluo Continent needs a god, and our martial spirits also need a god!"

"A war god who surpasses all gods!"

"Master, please think twice!"

(End of this chapter)