The game comes true, starting with the wandering spirits and gods.

However, all things considered, in such uncertain circumstances, it's still best to focus on improving one's own strength.

I'll go to the hotel later and do some more meditation.

After making up his mind, he put aside all distracting thoughts.

......

The Huo family's reception hall.

The mess left from last night has been cleaned up by the servants overnight.

The broken door panels and the damaged artificial rockery were temporarily repaired by the servants, so that it wouldn't look too embarrassing to outsiders.

Huo Yuande, the head of the Huo family, sat at the head of the table, slowly skimming the foam off the teacup with the lid.

His face bears a slight resemblance to Xu Maoshan, but he is more shrewd and composed.

He had heard about what happened yesterday.

The son's newlywed concubine suddenly went mad, and even the guards couldn't stop her.

The first reaction of everyone else in the compound was to panic and run away, but he was different. Years of experience had taught him that this was not something that could be solved by simple force.

So this morning, he still sent someone to invite someone.

"Master Dao, please."

The head of the Huo family raised his teacup and handed it over.

A middle-aged man wearing a gray-blue Taoist robe sat opposite me.

He had a thin face, three long strands of beard that reached his chest, and his hair was tied in a bun with a white jade hairpin inserted horizontally.

He took the teacup, drank it down in one gulp without ceremony, and then wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

"Good tea."

Despite the rough manner of the actions, no one else showed any displeasure.

The head of the Huo family smiled: "If you like it, then this tea was worth buying."

The Taoist priest put down his teacup before slowly speaking: "I have already heard about what happened last night. The eyes were dark, the strength was immense, and the mind was clear—these are signs of possession."

"Possession?" Huo Yuande's eyebrows twitched slightly.

That makes sense. A girl from the countryside, with her parents still alive, is unlikely to be a monster in disguise.

"Hmm." The Taoist priest nodded, twirling his beard with his fingers.

"Those who can be possessed are either people with special destinies or believers who have worshipped a certain deity since childhood. I heard that the girl has been hiding a statue of a deity since she was a child, so she is most likely the latter."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Wei, who was sitting to the side, quickly explained, "When we lived in the village, we worshipped a local earth god, but we have lived in peace and prosperity for generations. He doesn't seem like an evil spirit that would bewitch people..."

The Taoist priest dismissed it, saying indifferently, "What earth god or whatever, he's just a wild god."

"Wild God?"

"Those who become gods through incense offerings but are not officially recognized are simply wild gods." The Taoist priest's tone was indifferent. "Such gods exist everywhere. Mountain god temples, earth god shrines, even an old locust tree by the roadside, over time, can become gods after receiving incense offerings."

However, he added, "It's rare to see someone so easily display such supernatural powers on a living person."

Upon hearing this, the head of the Huo family stroked his beard and pondered for a moment.

In this light, it turns out to be much more troublesome than I had imagined.

It turned out to be an ancient incense deity.

"Master Dao," he began, his voice low, as if in negotiation, "we invited you here precisely because we were worried she might retaliate. Regardless of who she is, the Huo family only wishes for peace."

He picked up the teapot, poured himself another cup, and sipped it slowly, as if he were weighing something.

After a long while, he put down his cup and nodded.

"This task is very challenging," he said, his tone still nonchalant, "but I accepted it."

The head of the Huo family breathed a sigh of relief and was about to express his gratitude when the Taoist priest spoke again.

"But I want additional compensation."

The head of the Huo family was initially alarmed, thinking it was some kind of difficulty.

So, you wanted payment.

That makes things easier. The Huo family is quite wealthy and powerful in this provincial capital, so they can afford to pay a Taoist priest.

"Please speak, Daoist Master."

The Taoist priest didn't hesitate and took out a portrait from his sleeve.

"Find someone for me."

"I, Huo, will do my utmost."

After the head of the Huo family agreed, the servant, with his keen eye, bowed and accepted the gift.

In a slightly off-center position, Mr. Wei had been keeping his head down since he entered the room, clutching a cup of tea in his hand.

His face looked terrible, as if he hadn't slept all night.

He heard the Taoist priest say things like "wild gods" and "possession," and his lips moved a few times as if he wanted to say something, but he never spoke.

"Mr. Wei," came the voice from above, neither warm nor cold, "do you have any comments to make?"

Wei's father's shoulders twitched.

He raised his head, glanced at the seat in front of him, then at the Taoist priest, before turning his gaze back to the cup of tea in his hand that had gone cold.

Finally, it was as if they had made up their minds.

"I will follow the arrangements of Patriarch Huo. My daughter is possessed by a wild god, and she is no longer my daughter..."

"good!"

The head of the Huo family made the decision with a wave of his hand.

The Taoist priest shook the porcelain cup in his hand while taking out a piece of coarse paper from his pocket.

The rough paper then unfolded before everyone's eyes, folded and piled up, forming wings, a head and a tail, and finally transforming into a paper crane with outstretched wings.

Fluttering its wings, it flew off to an unknown destination.

Several maids carrying tea trays stared wide-eyed, their eyes following the paper crane as it rolled halfway around, nearly spilling their tea.

Everyone in the hall stared in disbelief at this miracle, speechless for a moment.

......

Nanshi University, near the school gate, a convenient hotel.

At the same time, in different worlds.

Zhang Wenhao sat cross-legged on the bed, with the curtains drawn tightly shut.

The warm yellow light shone on him, making him appear as if he were a deity in deep meditation.

He had been sitting there for almost half an hour.

His breathing was even, and the rise and fall of his chest was so small that it was almost imperceptible.

[Absorb True Qi +1]

[Absorb True Qi +1]

Small, barely visible words were still jumping around him.

Only when it became difficult to take another step did he slowly open his eyes.

He immediately opened the game panel.

【The Traveler: Ancient God with a Green Lamp】

[Level: lv1]

[Destiny: Earth God of Fortune and Virtue]

【Body: 8】

【Spirit: 8】

[Incense Power: lv3 (13445/100000)]

Physical 8, Mental 8.

They've finally tied it.

He couldn't hide his excitement and stretched his muscles.

I felt as light as a feather, and my movements were effortless.

Even though my height hasn't changed, I always feel like my arms are a little longer than before. My bones have grown, my tendons have loosened up, and my joints are more flexible.

"Am I still considered a normal person now?"

Zhang Wenhao pondered.

Lately, he's started to be more restrained in whatever he does.

We do need a way to test it.

He turned back to the bedside, picked up his phone, and prepared to check his game progress again.

A notification pops up at the top of the screen.

Registration for the school sports meet is now open! Deadline: April 20th.

【项目：100米、200米、400米、800米、1500米、跳远、铅球……】

Zhang Wenhao's finger hovered above the screen for a moment.

Just when you're feeling sleepy, a pillow appears?