I subdue demons and monsters, and cultivate immortality in hell to become a saint.

After dealing with the scum of the Mist Hidden Temple, Zhong Jiu waved his hand and instantly disappeared from his original spot, appearing halfway up the mountain the next second.

Wu Yuanying, whose five senses had been shut down and who was like a wooden doll, finally regained consciousness.

She blinked, looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings, and was immediately bewildered, blurting out a series of questions: "Where am I?"

"How did I get here?"

"What just happened? I have no recollection of it at all!"

"Those swindlers and cheats have already received their just deserts."

Zhong Jiu explained calmly, then said, "The roads are safe now. Just find a car and pay someone to take you back to Guiling City."

Wu Yuanying instinctively asked, "What about you? Aren't you coming with me?"

Zhong Jiu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile: "I have to go to Zhongnan City; there are still some scores to settle."

He hadn't forgotten that the Wuyin Temple group controlled two cities, and in each city stood a statue of that dead ghost master.

Now that the matter in Yingtan City has been resolved, the remnants of Zhongnan City must also be thoroughly cleaned up.

Those Taoist priests over there are probably no good either; they're all a bunch of scheming scoundrels. We must eliminate them completely and restore the purity of this world!

This is what it means to eradicate evil completely and prevent future troubles!

Before Wu Yuanying could react, Zhong Jiu gave her a gentle push, and she suddenly felt a bit stronger in her legs, so she walked dizzily down the mountain.

Zhong Jiu then turned and sped off towards Zhongnan City.

He discovered that doing things as a mortal, "Chung Kau," felt completely different from doing things as a deity.

Although deities are powerful, they always have to consider the consequences of their actions, which makes them feel constrained. On the contrary, when they are human, they can do many things as they please and act more freely!

Zhongnan City and Yingtan City are not far apart, and Zhong Jiu travels quickly, so he arrived at his destination in no time.

As he approached the mountains near Zhongnan City, he spotted a cluster of temples in the distance. Without a doubt, he knew that it must be the temple erected by Wuyin Temple.

Zhong Jiu, exuding murderous intent, strode up the mountain.

Perhaps it was because of the intense malevolent aura emanating from him, but before they even got close to the temple, they saw a group of worshippers running down the mountain like they had seen a ghost, their faces filled with panic and terror.

Zhong Jiu grabbed a young man who was panting heavily as he ran and asked, "What's the panic? What happened on the mountain?"

The young man glanced back at the mountaintop and was terrified. He stammered, "My God! A mad monk is slaughtering people in the temple! He's wielding a monk's knife and hacking people to pieces; the blood is flowing like a river!"

A mad monk?

Zhong Jiu frowned slightly and casually asked, "Isn't that the shrine of the Taoist priest of Wuyin Temple up ahead?"

The young man swallowed hard and nodded vigorously: "That's right! That mad monk specializes in killing those 'Taoist priests' and 'immortals,' slaughtering them from the south of the mountain to the north, and not one of them can escape!"

Zhong Jiu then asked, "Where did this mad monk come from? Why is he killing the Taoist priests?"

The young man, growing impatient with the questions, flung Zhong Jiu's hand away and ran off, yelling, "How should I know that much! If you want to die, go see for yourself, don't drag me down with you!"

Watching the young man's retreating figure, Zhong Jiu raised an eyebrow. Instead of backing down, he became even more interested.

He originally came to deal with this group of Taoists, but unexpectedly someone beat him to it, which saved him a lot of trouble.

Judging from the situation, the incident must have happened a while ago. Most of the pilgrims have left, leaving only a few people slowly coming down the mountain, their faces ashen.

Just as they reached the halfway point of the mountain, Zhong Jiu saw several Taoist corpses. All of them had their foreheads split open by a knife, their eyes wide open, and their faces bearing fierce and menacing expressions, showing no fear whatsoever.

Zhong Jiu understood immediately. This meant that these Taoists had just revealed their ferocity when they were instantly killed on the spot. The other party acted with absurd speed, giving them no chance to react or beg for mercy.

Normally, given the nature of these Taoist priests, if they encountered an opponent they couldn't defeat, they would have been terrified and begged for mercy on their knees, their faces filled with unanimous fear.

Just then, an elderly man with white hair, leaning on a cane, slowly came down the mountain. His steps were unsteady, and he looked quite frightened.

Zhong Jiu reached out and gently pulled the old man's hand, a wisp of gentle divine power flowing into the old man's body, helping him dispel his fatigue and fear.

"Old man, is that mad monk still killing people on the mountain?"

The old man nodded, his voice trembling, "They're...they're all gone! That monk was too ruthless; he killed all the 'immortal masters' of the Misty Hidden Temple! I was so scared I almost had a heart attack!"

Zhong Jiu glanced towards the mountaintop and indeed saw a murderous aura so intense it was almost impossible to dispel.

"Does that monk have a grudge against the Taoist priests of Wuyin Temple?"

Zhong Jiu pressed for more information, saying that the old man was among the last to come down and might know more inside details.

"Probably not!"

The old man recalled, "At first, the monk was quite polite, exchanging a few words with the Taoists. But something went wrong, and suddenly he turned hostile, grabbing a knife and starting to hack at people like a madman!"

The old man patted his chest, still shaken, and said, "Young man, take my advice. You should hurry down the mountain. Don't go up there and provoke that crazy monk, or you'll lose your life!"

After saying this, the old man was surprised to find that he was no longer dizzy or tired. He quickly quickened his pace and ran down the mountain in a flash, afraid that if he was a step too late, the mad monk would catch up with him.

After listening, Zhong Jiu not only didn't back down, but became even more interested.

He started walking quickly up the stone steps to the top of the mountain, and soon reached the summit.

As soon as we arrived, a strong smell of blood hit us, almost making us faint.

Looking around, the mountaintop was littered with the corpses of the Taoist priests from Wuyin Temple, their blood flowing like rivers and forming small pools of blood. The scene was gruesome and chilling.

From afar, Zhong Jiu saw a monk standing in front of the mountain wall, his robes already stained red with blood. He was holding a wine gourd in his hand and gulping down wine. His drunken eyes, however, revealed a terrifying murderous intent.

The monk's knife in his hand flew up and down, carving something on the mountain wall.

As Zhong Jiu approached, he could see clearly that the cliff face was carved with rows of menacing characters, each character exuding a resentful aura capable of destroying the world:

Heaven creates all things to nourish humankind, yet people still complain that Heaven is unkind! Kill! Kill! Kill!

Unbeknownst to them, locusts swarm across the land, causing immense suffering to the people and the king's subjects! Kill! Kill! Kill!

People are born into different classes, noble and lowly; the noble are always favored by Heaven! Kill! Kill! Kill!

From this day forward, let the world be turned upside down, and slaughter all those who deserve to be killed!

The disloyal deserve to be killed! The unfilial deserve to be killed!

The heartless say he deserves to be killed! The unjust say he deserves to be killed!

Those who are impolite, unwise, and untrustworthy will be killed, as the Buddha himself said!

"Monk, your murderous aura is overwhelming! Your writing is brimming with killing intent and resentment!"

Zhong Jiu crossed his arms, read the text on the wall with great interest, and then began to tease.

This monk was a big, burly man with a scar on his forehead, indicating that he had received proper ordination in the past. However, he had become a monstrous figure, killing and drinking, a complete mad monk.

Looking at his face, which was fierce and menacing, it was clear that this was not the first time he had committed such a heinous act of wiping out an entire family.

"This world is inherently unfair. I, a monk, have a fire burning in my heart; how could I not feel resentment?"

The monk, his eyes glazed with drunkenness, raised his head, pointed at the sky, and shouted, "These scum from the Misty Hidden Temple, they're all hypocrites, putting on airs, but behind the scenes they're doing nothing but despicable things! If I don't kill them, am I supposed to let them harm the people?"

As he spoke, he exuded a spirit of "speaking out against injustice and taking action when necessary."

The monk glanced at Zhong Jiu, tucked his dagger into his waistband, waved his hand impatiently, and said, "You little brat, you've got some nerve. Aren't you afraid I'll kill you to silence you? You still dare to come and talk to me? Normally, I'd be happy to have a couple of drinks and a chat with you, but not today. I still have a bunch of bastards to kill!"

As he spoke, he released a chilling aura, as if the surrounding temperature had dropped several degrees.

[Ding! A person suitable for a divine position has been detected!]

Just then, a system notification suddenly sounded in Zhong Jiu's mind, appearing out of nowhere.

Zhong Jiu was completely dumbfounded: "System? What's wrong with you? What do you mean by 'a person worthy of a god'?"

The system explained: "This person is highly compatible with the positions of deities in the underworld. If the host wishes, they can be recruited for your use!"

After the system gave a detailed explanation, Zhong Jiu finally understood.

It turns out the system has always had this hidden function: if it encounters someone who is highly compatible with the positions of gods in the underworld, it will proactively remind them.