My Livestreaming Metaphysics & Gossip Became an Internet Sensation Ch. 159

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After all, it was that Mountain God's doing. He couldn't just leave someone else to clean up the mess, right? Whoever caused the problem had to solve it.

"Uh... how do you talk to a Mountain God?" The family was dumbfounded. What does that even mean?

But since Jiang Yiqing said it, there was hope. Naturally, the Min family was willing to listen.

So, the whole family, including Min Can as Dabai and Dabai as Min Can, set off for the Mountain God temple.

On the way, Jiang Yiqing pulled out his phone and messaged the old man.

The Mountain God might not listen to him, but Jiang Yiqing at least had a connection—better to call in a favor now than never.

After all, he'd helped build that huge temple for the Mountain God. Surely the god owed him some small kindness?

Jiang Yiqing couldn't contact the ancestor spirit himself, and couldn't conjure a medium on the spot, so he had to rely on the old man.

Sure enough, after just a moment, the old man replied—it was a yes.

Jiang Yiqing smiled a little. Nice, very convenient. He made a mental note to thank the engineer ghost later.

A group of people arrived at the Mountain God Temple. Honestly, the incense here was pretty popular. Just from the sight of the entire Min family climbing up the mountain early in the morning to offer incense, you could tell this temple was well-liked in the area.

When Jiang Yiqing showed up, at first, the Mountain God didn't respond—he probably wasn't around.

Whether Min Can was lucky or unlucky was anyone's guess. When he offered his incense, it just so happened that the Mountain God was present—and even granted his "wish."

"What... do we do now?" The Min family stared at the divine-looking statue of the Mountain God, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Jiang Yiqing figured the Mountain God wasn't around right now, but waiting? That was out of the question. He didn't have the patience for that.

He said, "Have someone bring me some incense."

Big Brother Min replied, "This temple sells incense."

Jiang Yiqing gave a slight smile. "No, the incense here is too good. See if you can find the cheapest, worst-quality stuff. The more, the better."

Big Brother Min: "..."

Wait, what's he trying to do?

Why did it feel like Master Jiang wasn't here to negotiate, but more like he came looking for trouble?

Big Brother Min had a ton of complaints but still followed Jiang Yiqing's request and got someone to bring over a big bundle of low-quality incense.

Jiang Yiqing took the incense and lit a whole bunch at once, then boldly stuck them into the incense burner in front of him.

The Min family: "..."

Who the hell made this incense? It was choking them! The nasty, cheap smell made everyone dizzy.

They were already struggling to stand it—let alone the Mountain God, who was currently soaking up the incense offerings from the human world.

He had been sitting peacefully, enjoying the incense, when suddenly his brows furrowed. Something felt off. He took a deeper breath—and almost choked to death on it.

What the hell was that smell?!

The Mountain God had always enjoyed high-quality incense that the temple sold to worshippers. That stuff was meant to be offered to him, and of course, it was top-tier.

But now, out of nowhere, he was hit with this god-awful cheap incense. His face turned green from coughing.

And it wasn't just a tiny wisp of smoke—this was a thick chunk, about the size of a fist, made up of tons of smoke strands. It completely ruined the flow of the good incense that came before it.

Normally, the Mountain God wouldn't have bothered with this kind of thing, but when he saw that huge bundle, he was furious. Who the hell did this? He had to find out.

Jiang Yiqing noticed the change in the statue and curled his lips. He knew it. This Mountain God loved messing with people and clearly had way too much free time. No way he could resist coming out to take a look.

The Mountain God showed up and saw Jiang Yiqing right away. He instantly sensed this guy wasn't some average person—he was a Celestial Master. And he had no idea what sect he was from, but the nerve he had, showing such disrespect.

The Mountain God knew Jiang Yiqing could see him, so he said in a ghostly voice, "Who are you, intentionally ruining the offerings of the human world? Do you know what consequences that could bring?"

Jiang Yiqing didn't react the way the Mountain God expected. Instead of fear, he stood there, hands behind his back, and replied just as coolly, "And when you toy with your worshippers like this, have you ever thought about the consequences?"

The Mountain God glanced at the Min family and instantly understood. So this wasn't some accident—they were deliberately stirring up trouble.

The Mountain God let out a cold snort. "I simply granted his wish. What's wrong with that? How could there be any consequences?"

"If you're so into granting wishes," Jiang Yiqing cut him off without hesitation, "do you plan to fulfill everyone's? Let's be real—it's just a twisted little game to you."

Toying with worshippers like that, Jiang Yiqing thought, was disgusting.

In Huaguo, gods weren't like foreign ones who did whatever they wanted and punished people when they were in a bad mood.

It was the opposite—worship in Huaguo was about practicality. If I worship you, then you're supposed to protect me.

A god's power came from the incense offered by their followers. Otherwise, why had Jiang Yiqing's ancestor been so obsessed with building a temple for him? It was all about gaining more believers.

Believers worshipped gods, and gods in return protected their followers. That was how things were supposed to work.

But this Mountain God? He was mocking his worshippers. He didn't deserve their offerings. And without followers, how could he even call himself a god?

So who gave him the right to act all high and mighty?

Jiang Yiqing narrowed his eyes at this so-called Mountain God. This mountain was called Mingquan Mountain, and people in the area had a lot of faith in the Mingquan Mountain God. But from the looks of it, Mingquan didn't really live up to that trust.

Mingquan clearly didn't expect some punk kid to talk to him like that. The audacity!

He'd been a god for so long—when had anyone ever dared offend him like this? He was fuming.

"If you think I've been toying with people, then today I'll let you feel what it's like to be toyed with," Mingquan sneered. He figured this little brat needed to be taught a lesson. Too young to know his place.

As he spoke, a beam of light shot toward Jiang Yiqing. Jiang Yiqing frowned—he really didn't expect Mingquan to be this petty, attacking the moment the conversation got tense.

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