Rat in Yellow Wind Ridge, rising from plundering entries

Chapter 35 Mythological Espionage! The Power of Propaganda—The Rat God of Yellow Wind Ridge!

Beyond Mount Futuo, Yellow Wind Ridge soon came into view. From a distance, the ridge stretched like a massive dragon, dividing light from shadow, yin from yang.

Yellow Wind King descended from his cloud and landed directly at Wuzhen Mountain, the heart of his domain.

At the base of the mountain, patrolling demons spotted him and cheered excitedly.

“The Great King has returned! The Great King has returned!”

The news spread like wildfire. Soon, Old Black Fox, Flower Deer Maiden, and other demon generals and commanders rushed forward to greet him.

After formal salutations, they entered the military camp together. The Yellow Wind King’s sharp gaze swept across the area—Among the waiting figures, he noticed a group of humans bowing respectfully.

But one woman in particular caught his attention. Not because of her beauty—but because above her head, there was a row of question marks.

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“What the—?”

Even now, the only beings capable of showing “???” in my system were powerhouses like Subhuti!

The Yellow Wind King’s scalp tingled.

Who is this mysterious woman?

What does she want?

Why is she infiltrating my camp?

Without hesitation, he looked away, suppressing his reaction.

“I saw nothing. I saw nothing. I SAW NOTHING.”

Clearly, if such a powerful being was hiding their identity, they had no intention of being exposed—But at the same time, they wanted to observe him up close.

In that case, Yellow Wind King decided to play along. He would be the perfect actor, pretend ignorance, and let the game unfold.

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With a calm demeanor, he asked Old Black Fox, “Who are these people?”

Old Black Fox respectfully responded, “Great King, these are carpenters, masons, and craftsmen. That elderly man over there is especially skilled—he once built the imperial palace of Liusha Kingdom.”

He pointed to an elderly human in the group. The old man immediately bowed low.

“This humble one, Hei Jing, greets the Rat God!”

Yellow Wind King glanced at him. And his system instantly revealed the truth.

“!!!”

Yellow Wind King sucked in a cold breath.

“Damn! Another one! Even Taibai Jinxing (Venus Star God) is undercover here!”

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Yellow Wind King grinned, but his eyes twitched slightly. He shot a quick glance at Old Black Fox.

“You were supposed to watch the house… and now Heavenly Immortals are running around inside!”

Old Black Fox missed all of this!

But to be fair, last time, Yellow Wind King’s ascension to immortality had shaken the Three Realms. It was inevitable that various powers would send agents to investigate.

And with the strength of Taibai Jinxing and this mysterious woman, it was no wonder Old Black Fox was fooled. Even Yellow Wind King himself wouldn’t have noticed without his system.

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“Are the rest of them spies too?”

Yellow Wind King casually scanned through the other craftsmen.

He checked seven or eight more—Luckily, most were ordinary humans, not spies. And among them, some had valuable talents.

These were good resources—useful for crafting, strategy, and financial growth.

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As Yellow Wind King observed, the humans bowed low, all respectfully calling him, “Great Rat God!”

He soon understood why. Old Black Fox had accidentally leaked the story of how Yellow Wind King appeared in a dream and saved them. The story spread rapidly—A scholar wrote a popular folk tale.

“The Rat King of Yellow Wind, who saved Liusha Kingdom in a dream!”

People began worshipping him.

A merchant family placed his idol at home. One night, when a ghost intruded, the idol’s divine light repelled it.

A poor family ran out of food.

They prayed to the Rat God, and by morning, their grain storage was mysteriously full. Miracle stories spread like wildfire. Soon, nearly every household was offering incense to the Rat God.

Now, hearing that the Rat God was building a palace and temple, people flocked to help—even in a demon’s domain.

Some scholars even suggested a more elegant title, calling him.

“Grand Immortal Yellow Rat” (Huang Da Xian).

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Yellow Wind King was thrilled—as the humans revered him, he absorbed threads of divine incense and merit. Not much, but it was a start. In the Three Realms, ‘incense and merit’ were the currency of deities.

They could be traded.

Used to summon gods and immortals.

Invested in divine cultivation.

“This is good! Old Black Fox may not be great at combat, but his public relations skills are top-notch!”

“A true scholar—a demon who understands propaganda!”

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Seeing an opportunity, Yellow Wind King strode toward Taibai Jinxing (disguised as Hei Jing). With a kind smile, he grasped the old man’s hands warmly and said, “Elder, are my subordinates treating you well? Are your wages paid on time? Have they troubled you in any way?”

Taibai Jinxing’s mind raced.

“This is a demon king!”

Just days ago, he had sensed Yellow Wind King’s overwhelming demonic aura—but now, this demon king was acting like a benevolent ruler!

The contrast was shocking.

He coughed lightly and responded, “Every month, I receive ten taels of silver and six stones of grain, never a single coin less.”

His position as a foreman meant he earned the most, but even the lower workers were well-paid.

He added.

“Prime Minister Fox has never troubled us.”

“Good!”

Yellow Wind King then turned to the crowd, raising his voice.

“Rest assured! In my domain, you are safe! If any demon or person dares break the law, I shall not spare them!”

“Work well, and I promise—”

“You shall have money, food, and a better life!”

His words were simple yet powerful.

He addressed security, wages, and a hopeful future—three things mortals cared about most. The humans cheered, feeling even more devoted to their Rat God.

Old Black Fox stroked his beard, pleased.

“The Great King is truly a genius!”

The mysterious woman, hidden among them, frowned.

“I can’t predict his origins. Is he truly just a Moon-Devouring Rat?”

“Impossible!”