My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1127 - 532: Perfect Value_3

Chapter 1127: Chapter 532: Perfect Value_3

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In the study of the Prefect Mansion, under the mountain wall, there was a luxurious shrine with incense curling up. On it, there was a mysterious black wood carving that looked like clouds and mist, seemingly capable of absorbing one’s gaze!

The Prefect Lord sat in the center, accompanied by his trusted Master. In addition to them, there were three others, the highest-ranking people in Rex County under Dean Rivercutter Zhan, that is, the Commanding Chieftain and the two Lords!

"Our inside informant in the General Government has already sent a message that Owen Bertram has arrived."

Their faces showed concern, but the Commanding Chieftain laughed. "That’s good news, isn’t it? It’s better than Abner Lane coming in person, right?"

Master said, "Owen Bertram is at the peak of his reputation, and there’s no weakling under such a great name. If he discovers the layout that Divine Lord has not yet completed, how can we cope? He is from the Sixth Great Realm!"

Cmdr. Chieftain remained calm: "Relying on us alone, we naturally cannot defeat the Sixth Great Realm, but the Divine Lord has already made arrangements, and the Guardian Deity General has returned to his position. In the face of the might of the Guardian Deity General, the Sixth Great Realm is nothing but a common clay and pottery dog!"

The others breathed a sigh of relief. "Has the Guardian Deity General returned to his position? The Divine Lord’s calculations are indeed unparalleled, and Owen Bertram is walking right into the trap."

"If such a Heaven’s Chosen from the Sixth Great Realm is offered to the Divine Lord, he will be able to manifest in the world one step earlier!"

Cmdr. Chieftain nodded, "That’s exactly what I wanted to say. Owen Bertram is not a threat, but Abner Lane comes after Owen Bertram. Facing Abner Lane, the Guardian Deity General would inevitably put up a hard fight, and it might disturb the Divine Lord if we are careless. Then, when Divine Lord becomes furious, we will be punished!"

"So, Owen Bertram has become the key. We must capture him and offer him to the Divine Lord, so as to accelerate the appearance of Divine Lord in the world — as long as the Divine Lord appears, even if Abner Lane arrives, he will be suppressed with one hand!"

Everyone nodded in agreement, and the Prefect Lord said, "Keep an eye on Dean Rivercutter Zhan and report any news about Owen Bertram immediately."

"Dean Rivercutter Zhan has become suspicious and may not easily reveal Owen Bertram’s whereabouts."

"Well, we’ll search for him ourselves, cast a wide net, and this Rex County is our world. As long as Owen Bertram steps in, we’ll catch him."

"Can’t Dean Rivercutter Zhan be won over? The Divine Lord can give him everything he wants!"

Commanding Chieftain shook his head: "He’s too timid. This affair would ruin his career, and he won’t do it."

"Old trash!" A Lord cursed, "When the Divine Lord appears, we’ll offer his living soul as a sacrifice!"

Prefect Lord waved his hand: "Get to work, everyone, the sooner we find Owen Bertram, the sooner the overall situation can be settled!"

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Ms. King had been exceptionally lucky these past few days, easily swindling people. In just four days, she had swindled seven cattle, three carts, 700 pounds of grain, and 6,000 taels of silver!

Especially the 6,000 taels of silver, she accidentally glanced at the roadside woods one day and noticed an old tree’s bark on the sunny side was unusual. She had followed someone digging Blood Condensation medicine when she was younger. Those who dug up Blood Condensation medicine back then had already turned into fertilizer for the earth, and Ms. King sold a portion of it for seventy taels of silver.

She immediately judged that there might be this kind of treasure growing on the roots of this tree.

She carefully dug open the soil layer and actually discovered a bundle! Just at that moment, a cultivator flew by in the sky and came down upon seeing this scene. The cultivator was actually righteous and didn’t seize it directly, allowing her to name any price. Ms. King demanded an exorbitant price of 6,000 taels, and the other party generously accepted without bargaining.

Fortunately, he had already managed to deceive someone out of a horse carriage that day, otherwise, it would not be easy to transport these silvers back.

As it happened, on the day he deceived someone out of seven hundred jin of grain, he also cheated someone out of a horse carriage in advance. Just how lucky he was.

With these belongings, Ms. King’s offering finally reached the "faith fulfillment value." In this village, the faith fulfillment value is ten thousand taels of silver. Livestock and other items are converted at the lowest price.

The Nightmare Sect claims that if one simply prostrates oneself before the totem and deity, they can dispel disasters and cure illnesses. But when it comes to devoted believers, they are selected by witches and witchmen across the land. First, in their local area, they accumulate "loyalty value," by helping the god and witches and witchmen do anything. Only after reaching a certain level of loyalty value are they qualified to come to the village to strive for "faith fulfillment value."

Ms. King was told that in the entire Ancient Destroyer Origin, there was only this one "Divine Village." By entering the Divine Village, they became the closest believers to the Divine Lord in the entire Ancient Destroyer Origin.

Once the faith fulfillment value is achieved, one can, under the guidance of the priestess, hold a ceremony to speak out one’s wishes to the Divine Lord, who will fulfill all their desires. But the premise is that only one wish can be made at a time. If there are multiple wishes, then one must continue to accumulate for the next "faith fulfillment value."

Among all the people in the Divine Village, Ms. King’s faith fulfillment value was far ahead. But in reality, she was far from the ten thousand taels, and she thought she would need to work hard for another three years - not knowing if she could even survive so long - but she unexpectedly received six thousand taels of silver, making up the difference all at once.

"Your faith in the Divine Lord is complete." The priestess’s hoarse voice carried a touch of satisfaction: "I have already felt the Divine Lord’s joy coming from the Nine Heavens, and He wants to bestow His grace upon you. You go back and prepare, and tonight I will preside over the ceremony for you. You can tell the Divine Lord your wishes."

"Thank you, Divine Lord, and thank you, Priestess!" Ms. King bowed down and cried profusely.

Her wish was for her son to be resurrected.

Twenty years ago, she had deceived a young lady from a wealthy family in the southern Carson Province, sold all her jewelry and silk garments, locked her in her house with iron chains and beaten her to death if she tried to escape.

A year later, the young lady gave birth to a son for Ms. King, who was overjoyed and thought that with a child, the young lady should be content to live peacefully with her. However, as soon as she let her guard down, the young lady escaped again.

Unfortunately, in Rex County... the young lady was captured by the locals after running away for several dozen miles and sent back to Ms. King, who this time beat her to death on the spot.

Ms. King tried to raise her son all by herself, but perhaps it was because she had done too many evil deeds in her life that her son, who was born chubby, continuously fell ill after his mother’s death. Ms. King spent all her savings on medical treatment, barely raising her son to the age of seven before he died prematurely.

Ms. King was devastated, and her greatest desire ever since was to bring her son back to life. She had thought that this wish was unrealistic until the Nightmare Sect appeared!

That night, as Ms. King knelt in front of the statue, she listened to the priestess humming some strange melody in a heavy and obscure voice to communicate with the Divine Lord. It wasn’t until the middle of the night when a black and yellow mist emanated from the statue, encircling Ms. King’s body, and then dropping to the ground in front of her, taking the form of her son.

Ms. King was about to cry out when suddenly the entire Divine Village fell silent - her mouth hung open, her voice caught in her throat, and tears pooled in her eyes. The "son" in front of her turned back into the black and yellow mist, the only thing still active in the Divine Village.

However, the mist struggled weakly, twisting as if trying to break free of something. Just when it seemed about to succeed, a rope suddenly flew in and bound it tightly with a snap.

Footsteps sounded behind Ms. King, and a vaguely familiar voice spoke: "Turns out it’s an old acquaintance."

The footsteps reached Ms. King, who was shocked to see the medicine merchant she had swindled thirty taels of silver from. However, the "old acquaintance" spoken by the "medicine merchant" wasn’t referring to Ms. King. Lord Owen stared coldly at the black and yellow mist and sneered, "Cornelia, my servant, has been diligently cultivating day and night, advancing rapidly, just waiting to take revenge on you all!"

The light mist seemed to recall something and struggled violently, but the Immortal Binding Rope didn’t budge. The mist quieted, as if resigning itself to its fate.