As an official, what's wrong with raising a few monsters?

Chapter 384 Using Strong Men for My Own Purpose

"This this……"

"what is that?!"

"A god...a god!"

"Buddha, the golden body of Buddha has manifested!"

"Quickly, quickly bow!"

"Bless the Buddha!"

"It was the gods and Buddhas who helped us through this difficult time!"

……

It was fished up from the seabed, stirring up waves.

The storm has passed, and all is peaceful again.

The soldiers and sailors on the other ships were somewhat confused and did not know the truth.

When strong winds and waves come, people think disaster is imminent and their lives are in danger.

Then, inexplicably, everything calmed down again, and they didn't know why.

After everything was over, a fleeting figure leaped out of the main ship and sailed away in a small boat towards the west.

The large ship continued northward.

But this isn't the end of it!
As the person gradually walked away and became increasingly ethereal, he finally manifested before the mortals.

The chanting of Buddhist hymns drifted on the wind, and a myriad of colorful lights burst forth in the western sky.

In an instant, everyone's attention was drawn to it.

Amidst the endless auspicious light and splendor, the wealthy traveler, who had sailed far away, stopped in the waves, stepped off the boat, stood in mid-air, and walked towards the horizon.

Walking barefoot, his robes fluttered without wind, leaving a golden lotus flower in his wake with every step, as if lotuses bloomed with every step.

Amidst a dazzling array of golden lights, the person ascended to the high lotus throne.

It was gleaming with golden light and surrounded by auspicious radiance.

A colossal golden Buddha statue, seemingly real yet illusory, appeared in the sky.

With compassionate eyes, the Buddha looks down upon all beings, his hands clasped together, seated on a lotus throne of the heavens.

It was the epitome of respect and majesty.

For a moment, everyone on the warship stared wide-eyed. They could not see the true face of the being on the lotus platform, could not describe it, and could not imagine it. They only felt that its power was boundless and its magic was limitless. They knelt down and prayed respectfully.

People among the mortals naturally pray for the protection of gods and immortals.

As people gazed upon them with reverence, the deity in the clouds gently waved his hand, and a radiant light descended. The crowd felt as if they were hearing countless Buddhist scriptures being chanted, spreading wisdom, and their minds were clear and their spirits were invigorated.

They worshipped the deity at the top of the sky more and more.

After doing all that, the deity said nothing more.

A gentle breeze blew, and golden light shone faintly.

The shadow of that divine Buddha image also disappeared into the sky.

This time, it's truly all over.

This is truly a farewell.

The people on the ground stared blankly, feeling a sense of emptiness in their hearts.

"This……"

"This……"

"Are these the gods and Buddhas of the Pure Land?"

"Does Buddha support our Qian Yuan?"

……

An eerily quiet atmosphere prevailed on the main ship.

Even cultivators who had seen more of the world were somewhat stunned.

That rough-looking man was indeed extraordinary; he could solve problems that they couldn't.

He is indeed a highly skilled individual with profound magical abilities and various methods.

They admitted that they might be less capable than their opponents, but they never expected that their opponents were so much higher in rank.

It was such a divine being.

In other words, none of these people were Buddhists; otherwise, they would have been bowing and prostrating themselves in devout excitement.

"kindness?"

The drunken monk rushed out last night. He had just woken up and was still a little groggy.

He hadn't woken up during the storm, but now he seemed to have sensed something and regained consciousness.

Upon exiting, they found a crowd gathered, with a large mantis shrimp lying on the deck, leaving them somewhat puzzled.

However, there was no time to think further at this moment. He simply turned his head to look at the horizon, watching the figure gradually disappear amidst the myriad lights.

There was an inexplicable and extremely clear sense of familiarity.

"What...what's going on?"

Everyone was shocked by this scene.

People couldn't help but feel respect and admiration for him...

Only Mingchen stood quietly on the deck, silently watching the direction in which the gods and Buddhas disappeared, neither humble nor arrogant, with a faint smile on his face.

This did not seem to be unexpected.

Or……

That's exactly how it should be!

It would be strange if the other party just left like that.

These people didn't appear on stage for no reason.

As for the so-called karmic connection, just treat it as something to enjoy.

Celebrities charge appearance fees.

When a supreme being manifests, it must leave clues for all living beings so that they may know who this deity is and thus be worthy of such gratitude.

He appeared as an ordinary fisherman, but when he left, he walked on lotus flowers, ascended to the clouds, and shocked the world with his golden Buddha statue.

One reason is to conceal one's true identity and leave behind only a silhouette, so that everyone knows that gods and Buddhas have entered, thus spreading the responsibility to the entire Pure Land and avoiding individual accountability.

Secondly, it accomplished its mission, spreading the Buddha's light to the hearts of all living beings.

To be considered holy, one must manifest oneself.

Tang Ying didn't need to say anything. He only needed to walk step by step into the sky and present the golden Buddha to the world.

His goal was achieved.

Mingchen had anticipated that he would do this, but he didn't want to stop him.

If someone comes to help, then they should be given a share of the profits.

This 'Tang Ying' is most likely Master Buchen, who is the same person as the little monk who talked with Mingchen that night.

This appearance was actually a way for Xiang Mingchen to show his attitude.

The promise we made that night wasn't made in vain.

Friends with whom you have shared interests are the most reliable friends.

Secondly, it is also an investment in Qian Yuan.

As for whether this whole thing was staged by the other party, the answer will have to be revealed to Mingchen by the shrimp monster in front of him.

The auspicious light faded, and the wind and waves subsided.

The large ship continued its journey, and the people on board felt somewhat dazed, as if they had been transported to another world.

So much happened in just one hour.

They haven't accepted it yet.

As the deity departed, the shrimp monster on the boat suddenly had a glint in its eye.

Someone had just used magic to subdue him, so he prostrated himself on the ground, extremely humble, wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

But now, that great being is gone!

No one could restrain him here. He ran back into the water, where he could roam freely in the vast ocean.

The young, handsome man on the deck had a strange and unsettling air about him, giving him a great sense of crisis.

He didn't want to harm anyone; he just wanted to escape.

With this thought in mind, he suddenly sprayed a large amount of water from his mouth, which completely eroded the magic threads. In a flash, he leaped directly into the sea.

"thump!"

A small splash of water rose up.

When everyone came to their senses, only a puddle of water remained on the deck; the demon was nowhere to be seen. It escaped?!
"Lord Ming, this..."

That deity just now endorsed the shrimp monster's abilities.

He is a formidable enemy.

Now that he has escaped and gone to sea, it will be difficult to catch him again. What should we do?

It's hard to say on land, but these people are definitely not very good at water.

Mingchen glanced at everyone and sighed inwardly.

He still has too few pieces in his hand; he still lacks depth.

Mingchen waved his hand gently: "It's alright."

After all, he had said something to Tang Yingqiang when he left the shrimp monster.

If this shrimp really gets away, then Mingchen will be in big trouble.

If you don't have the skills, why would you take on a job you can't handle?

Building a edifice of power is incredibly difficult, but collapsing it is remarkably easy.

Mingchen is a clever and shrewd person; without a backup plan, he naturally wouldn't covet this monster.

Under everyone's gaze, Mingchen lowered his eyes slightly, a thought flashing through his mind.

Immediately following, the waves surged and the wind rose suddenly.

Everyone thought that the escaped shrimp monster was up to no good again.

Each of them frowned, ready for battle.

However, in the next instant, the vortex on the side of the ship twisted and bulged outwards one large bubble after another.

"Whoosh!"

Immediately afterwards, a shadow flashed and suddenly leaped out of the water, landing on the deck.

It was that escaped giant shrimp monster.

At this moment, he was trembling all over, struggling and rolling around on the deck, twisting and turning, emitting incomprehensible howls.

"Spare your life!"

"Spare me... Master, my heart feels like it's being pierced by a thousand needles, the pain is unbearable..."

"Spare my life... Spare my life..."

In a moment of calm, the shrimp monster suddenly scrambled up to Mingchen and kept bowing.

Those terrifying pincers were gleaming brightly, capable of shattering space, yet they showed no intention of harming Mingchen whatsoever.

At this moment, he felt as if thousands of needles were piercing his heart, and no matter how much strength or magic he had, he could not use it.

It felt as if all the flesh on my body had been smashed into mincemeat, and all that remained in my mind was the sensation of pain.

Mingchen's eyes flashed, and she looked down at him: "Do you still want to run away?"

Eliminating powerful enemies is not a skill; the real skill lies in making powerful people work for you, constantly expanding your prestige, consolidating your power base, and building your own power system.

Otherwise, if one does everything personally, there will always be oversights, and one will never be able to achieve that high and mighty position.

This is a mantra.

It was one of the two things the white wolf had given him as a way of repaying his vow.

The knife was given to the white wolf to carry around so he could use it in fights.

But this mantra is something else entirely.

When Mingchen first took him in, he concocted a trick involving a raging fire spell and had Fuyao cooperate in scaring him.

His wish came true, and he even gave Mingchen a real thing in return.

This thing is as fine as a wolf's hair, almost imperceptible, and when touched, it can penetrate the flesh and go straight to the heart.

Unless one can destroy this body and survive, one can escape this calamity.

Otherwise, with just a thought, Mingchen could inflict the pain of ten thousand needles piercing the heart upon the cursed one, a pain surpassing life and death, causing unbearable agony, leaving the victim devoid of strength and magical power, and allowing him to do as he pleases.

A modified version of the headband.

Mingchen has been carrying this thing with him, but hasn't found a suitable person to use it yet.

After all, there are only so many human resources available, and we need to find the right time to use them.

Even powerful beings are being watched.

Look, Fuyao has transformed into a phoenix, and Long Lian has become a true dragon. Immediately afterward, someone wanted to take them away.

Finding the right one isn't so easy...

It all comes down to chance encounters and snatching things from other people.

This shrimp monster is alright for now, and the spell is just sitting idle anyway, so let him use it for the time being.

Once it's properly trained, take it back and give it to someone else to use.

When Tang Ying was there, Ming Chen gently patted the shrimp monster twice on the boat, thus embedding the mantra into its body.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have made those promises to Tang Ying.

A monster that cannot be fully controlled will only be a threat if left alive; it's better to let Tang Ying take it away.

This shrimp monster's shell, capable of withstanding attacks from top-tier magical artifacts, couldn't stop this tiny needle, as fine as a wolf's hair, from entering its body without it even noticing.

After Mingchen asked the question, all the pain seemed to subside.

The shrimp monster trembled, as if granted a pardon, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, repeatedly bowing: "I dare not, I dare not, Master... I beg you to spare my life, this little demon will never dare to do it again."

Not all demons can understand Mingchen's heart like Long Lian and Fuyao.

That's because Mingchen was very lucky. Fuyao was raised by him when she was developing her intelligence, Long Lian was a recluse for a thousand years, and the other demons also had their own destinies.

Otherwise, let alone following and helping, it would be driven by supply.

It's already extremely difficult to encounter someone as beautiful as Hua Rong who's just being mischievous and trying to tease you without causing any harm.

Those demons are mostly vicious and evil, and not easy to deal with.

If one could be free, who would want to be a slave or servant?

Raising these demons is like training eagles; you need to wear down their wildness and subdue them with great magic and supernatural powers before you can control them.

This shrimp monster is quite powerful, and it has the advantage of being on its home turf in this sea, manipulating the wind and waves, making it exceptionally strong.

Yet this incredibly powerful monster knelt down without hesitation.

He had no desire to struggle even at the slightest, and despite being so close to Mingchen, he showed no intention of attacking him.

Clearly, this wasn't his first marriage; he had already gone through everything that was necessary, and he had already been through it all.

This wasn't the first time, so I naturally lost some of my sense of shame. I kneel when I should kneel, and beg for mercy when I should beg for mercy.

Resisting will only hurt you more.

This is not a bad thing; it saves Mingchen a lot of trouble.

"Just this once, never happen again!"

"I quite like eating mantis shrimp."

Mingchen looked him over with interest and laughed, "I wonder how your flesh tastes. If you make another mistake, I'll steam you and share it with my soldiers!"

The original species of this shrimp monster should be similar to the mantis shrimp mentioned in the previous life.

Therefore, Tang Ying said that his pair of claws were very powerful and could be matched.

This shrimp, a powerful ocean boxer, can break anything; its strength is boundless.

Mingchen had never eaten mantis shrimp, but he had eaten mantis shrimp, which is similar to it.

He quite liked the seafood.

Hao Chi!

This thing should have regenerative capabilities, right?

It's so big, it has enough legs.

How about we break off a few legs and try them first...?

Those pliers...

Mingchen's tone sounded like a joke, but for this shrimp monster, it was still a bit like hell.

The man's curious and probing gaze didn't seem feigned; he genuinely looked at the shrimp he wanted to steam and eat.

Terrified, he suddenly prostrated himself on the ground, trembling uncontrollably, pleading, "I won't do it again, I won't do it again!"

“I dare not run away again. From now on, I will serve you at your beck and call, and I will never dare to say a word against it.”

"My lord, please spare me!"

"My flesh is all old and tough, it's not palatable, it's not palatable at all!"

Bosses are really hard to please.

Life is tough, even a shrimp can't help but sigh.

(End of this chapter)