“Golden body? Power of wishes?” Ye Qing muttered under his breath.1

Yang Guan must have noticed his puzzlement because he helpfully explained in a low voice, “Chu does not worship celestials or deities, which is why there are so few mountain gods or river gods or other deities in the realm. It is also why such statues are usually molded from clay or stone. Only a deity who received an official appointment from the court is allowed to forge a golden statue with true gold and absorb the power of wishes of the people to create a golden body.”0

“Our law clearly states that any deity who dares to forge a golden statue and steal the power of wishes without the court’s approval would be condemned as a false deity. Their temples would be dismantled, their icons would be destroyed, and their three souls would be wiped out without mercy. Any and all accomplices would be imprisoned, exiled, or exterminated to the nine generations depending on the severity of their crimes.”0

“I see!” Ye Qing nodded in realization. Now he understood why Yan Yufei was so furious.0

Suddenly, a muscle twitched in Ye Qing’s forehead, and he shouted, “Move!” while pulling Yang Guan all the way to the entrance. At the same time, the General of Punishment abruptly opened his eyes and shone like a...0