"No, I don't want to."
In a small world, a young man named Bai Ren suddenly felt a very pure and powerful force of belief surge towards him.
He was instantly bewildered.
Although the power of belief is a good thing, and many who play with religion need it, he does not engage in religion.
And to be honest, he doesn't value the power of belief much, always feeling that it's too nebulous, not as reliable as one's own power.
Thus, he had never actively spread his beliefs, or even purposefully tarnished his own reputation.
What's going on now?
I have already demeaned myself so much, yet why do believers still choose to worship me?
And with such devotion?
Wait, what kind of calling is this from these believers?
"The common people are ignorant, today they know the true God."
"Smashing the Buddha Tathagata statue, from now on only honoring the Jade Emperor."
"Reverence to the high and merciful Great Heavenly Venerable Jade Emperor, supreme God of high heaven."
