Huh? Isn't this an adventure kingdom building game?!-Chapter 107: The Weird Guy (Second Update)

Bai Yunqi is quite impatient, eager to finish his errands and go back to eat something fragrant.

With his party, he departed from Riverfront Village at lightning speed. Despite this, Wan Mingchuan’s keen eyes still spotted Third Grandpa’s group, and after some discussion, Qiao Mei decided to join forces with them.

The village was no longer a place to stay, and with the old and young gone, only Qiao Mei remained to fend for herself; gathering together meant more strength in numbers.

Thus, they were swiftly transported to Anping Town by Bai Yunqi, who also assisted with his Great Demon powers, quickly purchasing a small courtyard with a storefront on Central Street to settle down. By the time the group of old and young reacted, Bai Yunqi had already left with Wan Mingchuan.

"Mom, I’ve only gnawed a few bites of burnt rabbit jerky along the way. I’m starving, can we have some meat?" Lin Chunsheng asked quietly.

Qiao Mei tidied the house, frowning, contemplating what kind of business to start in the future. Upon hearing Chunsheng, she shook her head and said, "No, Mingchuan has advised that we have been starved for years with nothing in our stomachs. For the next few days, we can only fill our bellies halfway so our intestines and stomachs get used to it and don’t fall ill. Besides, that roast chicken is to offer to the little Immortal. He saved our family, and spared your father from suffering in the Underworld. We must keep our word and offer a Longevity Tablet to the little Immortal."

"Indeed, we should dedicate a Longevity Altar to our benefactor, but we don’t know his name. How should we offer it?" Third Grandma was worried, whispering, "We don’t know how to write. What should we do?"

Lin Chunxi’s eyes lit up upon hearing this. "He’s the Mountain God! We just need to dedicate a Mountain God altar."

"Who told you the little Immortal is the Mountain God?"

"He admitted it himself!" Lin Chunxi recalled the dreamy and magical experience with the "River God Goddess," happily exclaiming, "Mom told us the story of the Mountain God sunning gold. Old Xu pressured me about where I got the gold, and I lied saying the Mountain God gave it to me. Later, the little Immortal descended from the sky to save me. When I asked if he was the Mountain God, he laughed and agreed! Think about it, he could ride such a large eagle and subdue the old dragon. If not the Mountain God, what else could he be?"

Qiao Mei hesitated for a moment and then nodded, "That makes some sense. Since the little Immortal admitted being the Mountain God, we should ask someone to make a Mountain God altar for the Longevity Tablet!"

Everyone agreed, and she hurried out to find someone to make the altar.

Aiming to save money to support everyone, the always thrifty Qiao Mei spent ten copper coins on the simplest hand-written wooden plaque, then bought some incense sticks and yellow paper. Returning home, the elders and children knelt devoutly before the offered altar.

[Acknowledged prayer signal, activating believer relations; Faith Value reaches 3000 to respond to believer’s prayer; Faith Value reaches 50000 to grant believers a Protective Magical Artifact]

[New Title Acquired: Mountain God]

[Mountains, forests, valleys, hills; they can produce clouds, control wind and rain, witness monsters, all deemed divine. Wearing the title enhances Defense +10, Attack Power +10]

[Titles can be upgraded using Faith Value, gaining corresponding level bonuses]

[Faith Value can be used at the Treasure Forging Workshop for refining items, adding extra effects]

"Huh? How did this thing get activated? How did I become the Mountain God? Who bestowed this on me?" Jiang Yuan was sorting through his inventory, preparing to venture into the wilderness to search for special materials to build the Alchemy Room, when he suddenly saw the system prompt, filled with questions.

Clicking for details, he found Qiao Mei, Lin Chunxi, and others listed among the believers, except Lin Chunsheng. He didn’t mind, as he had only met them twice and spoken a few words, not familiar at all.

Initially treating them as unfeeling NPCs in a game, he then realized they belonged to the real world, but there was no real connection established; what etched in his mind most was Qiao Mei’s desperate efforts to save her child.

Currently, all believers’ Faith Values were just single digits.

Recalling Qiao Mei’s earnest vow to offer him a Longevity Altar, he vaguely sensed the activation was related to the offering.

But how did he receive the title of Mountain God?

Jiang Yuan couldn’t figure it out, frowning as he stepped out of the straw hut, coincidentally meeting Bai Yunqi and Wan Mingchuan descending from the sky.

"Master, we’ve settled Lin Family Auntie and her group, and we’re back!" Wan Mingchuan greeted him excitedly and introduced, "Brother Long, this is our house. How does it look? Quite pretty, right?"

Bai Yunqi stood with his hands behind his back at the gate, satisfied with the title "Brother Long." Then he frowned and examined closely.

On the return trip, he kept recalling what kind of residences human cultivators favored for their abodes, and had the impression they were all sloping roofed, towered, pavilion-laden, corridor-bending structures. However, the courtyard before him shattered his fantasy completely.

A rickety wooden bridge at the entrance; the shabby bamboo fence and wooden door could be toppled by a breath; a large patch of lush farmland occupied most of the yard, unclear what was planted.

A simple looking house with a stove belched white smoke; by the river, the water wheel creaked with the water flow, evidently a simple mill... After surveying the area, the only inhabitable places were a wooden hut and a straw house at the far north.

"They made me stay in a straw house?!" Bai Yunqi couldn’t believe it, rushing in like wind, and his eye twitched seeing the crude bed.

Jiang Yuan promptly replied, "What are you thinking? That’s my disciple’s room. If you want to stay together, you have to ask if he’s willing."

Bai Yunqi’s mouth twitched too, turning his gaze towards the adjacent general store, "I’m staying here?"

"If you can enter, we might consider letting you stay." Jiang Yuan was curious to test the system’s permission settings on high-level demons. After all, the store didn’t have any goods, and even if one could enter during broad daylight, they couldn’t go to the market.

Facing provocation, Bai Yunqi immediately squinted his vertical pupils and pushed the door.

A simple wooden door felt like an ordinary mortal with sufficient strength could easily kick it down, yet he found himself entirely powerless standing before it!

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Regardless of attempts to push normally, punch, kick, or even strike with full force, after numerous tries, he panted realizing there seemed to be a strong yet imperceptible power blocking him and the wooden door.

Unyielding, Bai Yunqi shifted towards the closed window, struggling futilely for a quarter of an hour until the prideful white snake reluctantly accepted his defeat. Simultaneously, he ceased to hold grudges over the strange arrangement restricting him unexpectedly.

Damn it, why did he have to be unlucky enough to encounter such an eccentric guy?

"Where will I stay then? I need a place to rest and cultivate, right?" He directed a soul-searching query towards the Venerable Family.

Jiang Yuan gestured with his hand drawn in a large circle, "Don’t you love water? This entire river is yours, sleep anywhere you wish."

Bai Yunqi eying the river surrounding the yard felt his eyes twitch; not even a shrine provided, not a straw house available!

Watching him stunned as if petrified, Jiang Yuan pondered snake habits and pointed at the cherry trees supplementing, "If not a fan of soaking, those two trees are for you too. But be careful, I need to pick fruit every morning; don’t wreck any."

"Mingchuan, today you avenged greatly, saw Grandpa, and arranged well for his life in the Netherworld too, feeling more relaxed now?"

Jiang Yuan cheerfully took out a stack of paper and shook it, "You’ll need to start learning to frequently deal with the Yin Messengers and Netherworld too. I’ll start teaching you to fold the simplest paper ingots. If mastering Paper Molding Technique, your Grandpa’s life in the Netherworld will be comfortable."

"Thank you, Master! I will strive to learn!" Wan Mingchuan felt deeply moved, his sense of liking surged, and his relationship status marked as beloved disciple.

"Do you want to learn?" Jiang Yuan cast a cheerful glance at Bai Yunqi.

Thinking he had an enlightened disciple and a contracted pet; once both master Paper Molding Technique, he’d gain two papercraft tool companions, whether for combat with paper mache heavy attack tactics or for bartering, it would be blissfully satisfying!