Alternate Dimension Game: Happiness is all that matters!
Chapter 395 - 288: Heaven Gate’s Wish_3

Chapter 395: Chapter 288: Heaven Gate’s Wish_3

Perhaps it was the halo of the "Game," but the old tortoise seemed somewhat ingratiating, with a high willingness to communicate.

As everyone was engaged in excited discussion, suddenly, each person sensed an indescribable mysterious force rapidly ascending from the direction of the Taoist Temple.

It wasn’t aggressive, yet it appeared so colossal and vast, like the heavens and universe itself.

In the endless expanse of space and time, it was as if a boundless giant cast a gaze upon this realm.

To the average person, this gaze was unfelt, but the more knowledgeable one was, the more chillingly their soul quavered deep within.

"What... what happened?"

"I have no idea."

A very strange voice arose from within the heart.

"Only God is eternal, doing good bestows a hundred blessings, doing evil bestows a hundred calamities. Your virtue may be small yet it brings universal celebration; your lack of virtue may be great, leading to the fall of your lineage."

"This is... the Heaven Gate’s Wish."

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Local elite "Huang Youcai" was in a state of unease.

He let out sighs from time to time and then abruptly stood up, pacing anxiously within the room.

"Father, they have such a huge, huge machine there. Those gears, incredibly sharp... with just a ’screech’, they split that iron ingot into two halves!"

A young man was vigorously gesturing in front of Huang Youcai, vividly recounting what he had witnessed.

He didn’t understand what the thing called a "lathe" really was.

He just thought the strange machine was extremely interesting and fun to play with.

"You worthless thing, all you ever know is to play, play, play!"

"The Great Witch said, it requires the corresponding skill to properly handle... the machine,"

"Are they willing to teach you?"

"Just looking a little won’t cost a piece of flesh. They’re quite nice people."

Huang Youcai cursed inwardly, then chased his son out and sat in the chair, frowning and deep in thought.

Too much had happened in Qingshi Town these days; in just a short half month, the entire town’s living environment had undergone an earth-shattering transformation.

The Evil God was slain and the original True God, "Mother of Sores," was invited back!

It was already an extremely good turn of events.

And today, the "Water Ghost Pirates" that harbored nearby and ravaged the countryside were eradicated in one fell swoop!

Recalling the manner of the Water Ghost Pirates’ doom still left Huang Youcai trembling with fear.

What if that terrifying fireball were tossed onto his head, wouldn’t he be reduced to ash in an instant?

"Thud, thud, thud."

A man resembling a Scholar entered from outside the room.

Huang Youcai quickly poured a cup of water, and recounted to the visitor what he saw today.

"Old father-in-law, you’re saying that the fireball shone like a great sun falling from the sky, and even a hundred steps away there was still a terrible heat?"

"I saw it with my own eyes, and it scared me so much that I couldn’t sleep."

The Scholar laughed and said, "Old father-in-law... rest assured for now. The Heavenly Masters in the city, with the help of Divine Power, can also cast such Taoist Skills."

"Set your mind at ease, it just consumes a lot, and even if the local Deities exert full strength, such skill couldn’t be used twice in a short period. There’s no way it could be used on mortals."

Huang Youcai’s sons were good for nothing, living indulgently at a young age. Fortunately, his daughter managed to marry into the renowned scholarly family of the Ding Family from Fenghua City, which was a decent match.

The son-in-law, Ding Zhijing, was well-read; he knew a bit about astronomy and geography, and had some ink in his belly.

Upon hearing that his father-in-law’s side won a great victory, he hurriedly traveled overnight from Fenghua City back to Qingshi Town to discuss and assess the situation.

Huang Youcai knew that such a weapon could not possibly be dropped on his head, but he couldn’t help feeling afraid, "How many Heavenly Masters in Fenghua City can cast such Taoist Skill?"

Great Witches and Heavenly Masters are both people who can communicate with Deities.

Of course, there are fewer Heavenly Masters and they are more powerful.

"Relying on human strength alone, at least a great Heavenly Master must act to have such power. However, with the aid of Deities, Fenghua City does have one or two capable individuals."

Ding Zhijing said, "However, it’s quite surprising that Mother of Sores could use such a Taoist Skill."

Betwixt the Deities, there naturally exist levels of hierarchy. The greater the interference in the Mortal World, the larger the domain they rule over, the more subjects they possess, and the stronger their power.

The Mother of Sores, a Deity secluded in a poor and remote area, was presumably not very strong, otherwise her divine power would not have lain dormant for decades.

Old Master Huang said, "Alas, let me tell you, behind Mother of Sores, there must be another God helping her."

"Then there’s no problem," Ding Zhijing confidently remarked, "For a short period, that God certainly can’t use such Taoist Skill again!"

"Unless it is stronger than the Main God of the city, Mother Turtle Spirit!"

Only then did Old Master Huang feel at ease; the Main God of the city was indeed "Mother Turtle Spirit," with an Avatar huge as a three-story building!

A three-story building!

Each movement was earth-shattering!

Just three years ago, an accidental step taken by Mother Turtle Spirit’s condensed Avatar caused a temple to collapse!

How terrifying!

In comparison, Mother of Sores was nothing more than a little sparrow...

"Those unnamed statues in the Taoist Temple, they couldn’t be more powerful than Mother Turtle Spirit, could they?"

Huang Youcai added, "But there, a large group of people clearly knew each other, with no recorded ancestry nor directions from the Government, seemingly appearing out of thin air. Upon inquiry, they all said they came from the east. There were also all kinds of bizarre equipment."

"What should be done about this?"

A group of people of unknown origin had seized the position of "Great Witch." After a series of disasters, the townspeople also began to believe in them.

In less than half a month, Huang Youcai’s years of cultivated prestige had been completely overshadowed.

The villagers weren’t fools; following others, they got meat to eat. Following Old Master Huang, they couldn’t even overpower the Evil God, Evil Core.

Thinking about this, Old Master Huang was restless, not out of jealousy, but... fear.

That group of fellows clearly had organization and premeditation, with capability, means, and talent.

As a local elite, how could he not be afraid?

"Quickly give me some advice, are these people thieves or not? If they are, we must report them to the Government!"