Chapter 360: Chapter 254: Holy Son, You’re a Bit Too Extreme_2
The doctrine was nothing more than the old routine, a bunch of bizarre rituals, coupled with the sole worship of the Great Mother Goddess, and attributing all interpretation of all things to the divine power of the Great Mother Goddess.
However, what’s concerning is that, among those muddled doctrines, the description of yin and yang is surprisingly professional, comparable to Dragon Tiger Mountain.
Moreover, the demands of the Great Mother Goddess Cult on its followers are somewhat perverse; it promises no heaven or hell, nor any number of virgins and the like.
In the doctrine of the Great Mother Goddess, regardless of being a priest, a slave, or an unrelated person, all are part of the Great Mother Goddess, remnants of the Great Mother Goddess.
When the Great Mother Goddess restarts the primordial world and descends, everyone will become part of Her.
To put it simply, everyone is the Great Mother Goddess’s dog.
Much more bizarre than the Hundred Demons Sect.
After all, the Hundred Demon Race will at least draw big plans, talk about the wolf-like culture of immortal cultivation, and indeed promote someone like Song Qingpao, excellent employees, with raised cultivation.
Wooden Fish Taoist, not mixing with the Hundred Demons Sect, but converting to such feudal superstition, historical scrap, seems somewhat delusional.
After Zhang Ze had gone through all the data in his mind, he asked.
"I say, Profound Identification, where did you get all this information?"
[Jade Book Tower, Dragon Tiger Mountain, Sword Sect’s Library Pavilion, Beast Taming Sect’s Library Pavilion... Wherever you go, I go and copy books.]
"Huh? Why do you copy those books?"
[To act like Understand Brother in the group, you know, how can you argue with others without knowing more?]
"Why didn’t you say earlier?"
[You never asked.]
Zhang Ze sighed, feeling that the Profound Identification Treasure Mirror had fully grasped the internet.
This kid is really wasted.
Just as Zhang Ze was about to send the Profound Identification wrapped in black thermal pants out to gather information again, Wooden Fish Taoist arrived.
He was still dressed in the priest’s outfit; however, this time holding a redwood vine staff in his hand.
Wooden Fish Taoist respectfully bowed to Zhang Ze and then stood up, saying, "Holy Son, I have corrected the pronunciation. Please listen."
Zhang Ze actually had no understanding of the chanting words; he simply picked on the flaws in pronunciation before.
Now seeing the old man’s tongue straightened out, he had nothing more to critique.
"Not bad, quite an improvement."
"Is there anything else the Holy Son wishes to instruct?" Wooden Fish Taoist asked.
Zhang Ze initially wanted to say there’s nothing and you can leave, but he paused because he noticed something unusual about Wooden Fish Taoist’s expression.
Suddenly, it no longer seemed so respectful.
Seeing that small gaze, Zhang Ze also remembered the oppressive doctrine of the Great Mother Goddess.
Everything, all is the dog of the Great Mother Goddess.
By that logic, once the Holy Son delivers the decree, it seems he has no use anymore.
And in the doctrine, isn’t a useless Holy Son supposed to be sliced up and made into a dish...
And then return to the Great Mother Goddess through the blood and flesh of believers.
It’s too extreme.
Before Wooden Fish Taoist could speak, Zhang Ze took the initiative, "Of course there’s more instructions."
Wooden Fish Taoist changed expressions as easily as drinking soup, again respectfully saying, "Please instruct."
"You are not loyal!" Zhang Ze said an unexpected line to Wooden Fish Taoist.
"Huh?" The brainwashed Wooden Fish Taoist hadn’t quite understood.
Seeing Wooden Fish Taoist’s expression of surprise, anger, and a hint of fear, Zhang Ze realized he guessed right.
This Wooden Fish Taoist genuinely had the evil cult buried in his mind for some reason.
He truly believed in this stuff, not just pretending.
So to fool him, it must be done through the messed-up doctrine.
These evil cult doctrines are all open to messy revisions, annotations, deconstruction, and slippery slopes.
A person’s speech is just two lips, whoever has higher status is right.
Now, he had the highest status.
Zhang Ze pulled Wooden Fish Taoist onto the kang (a type of bed), and with a pleasant demeanor, began to explain to him slowly.
...
After a long time, Wooden Fish Taoist, holding Zhang Ze’s hand, said.
"...Holy Son, I think the Mother Goddess might have never said that, you..."
"It’s the Great Mother Goddess, Priest, don’t make such a basic mistake again."
"Yes, yes, did the Great Mother Goddess truly instruct you to convey this decree?"
Wooden Fish Taoist looked at the fair-skinned young man before him. As the most devout priest of the Great Mother Goddess, he suddenly felt a bit lost.
Even to him, the Holy Son’s understanding of the doctrine seemed somewhat extreme and... cruel?
The light in the stone chamber remained eternally unchanged. Wooden Fish Taoist carefully chose his words, "The descent of the Great Mother Goddess mustn’t go wrong. Shouldn’t we focus more on tradition? The Great Mother Goddess desires things more meaningful, such as..."
Zhang Ze interrupted Wooden Fish Taoist’s argument, "Don’t speculate about the Great Mother Goddess!"
"Then you..."
"I am the Holy Son, the Holy Son is the messenger of the Great Mother Goddess. Before the Holy Son returns to the Great Mother Goddess, what I say is the truth. Priest, if you continue like this, I will truly question your loyalty."
"But ten rituals per cycle are already the limit, isn’t fifty as you said..." Wooden Fish Taoist was still somewhat hesitant.
"Fifty is my lower limit, not your limit, understand? Besides, I’ve said before, we will have fully automated assembly line rituals from now on; fifty is easy." Zhang Ze said coldly.
"But, uh, I don’t know how to make or use a fully automated assembly line, this..."
Wooden Fish Taoist instinctively felt something wasn’t right. Flashes of chaotic fragments crossed his dim memory, allowing him to vaguely see some brutal blurred scenes, however, even the most brutal scenes weren’t as extreme as what the Holy Son had said.
"I’ll handle it, the Great Mother Goddess has bestowed all knowledge upon me, all you need is loyalty and obedience."
Faced with Zhang Ze’s firm attitude, Wooden Fish Taoist softened, "Alright then, all for the Great Mother Goddess, but if the ritual is fully automated, then what should we do?"
Zhang Ze patted Wooden Fish Taoist’s shoulder, "No need to worry about this, you are also part of the ritual."
"Huh? We are?"
"That’s right, didn’t the doctrine say, everything forever belongs to the Great Mother Goddess, not just when she descends that it belongs to her, so you all can also become sacrifices now.
"You can practice beforehand to avoid lack of experience when the time comes.
"Besides, don’t you think you’ve been living too comfortably?" Zhang Ze coldly said.
"Comfortably?" Wooden Fish Taoist didn’t understand.
Zhang Ze harshly slapped Wooden Fish Taoist’s thigh, "The Great Mother Goddess above! What blasphemy this is! Five hundred people, their time just wasted like that! You should seize every moment to please the Great Mother Goddess!"
"Alright... but if we all participate in that ritual, then what will you do?" Wooden Fish Taoist asked.
"Managing the assembly line, only the most loyal I can operate this assembly line named loyalty!"
"Okay then..."
Wooden Fish Taoist rubbed his thigh, thinking to himself that the Holy Son had quite the strength in his hands.
...
In Wind Chime City.
Chen Qin sat on a large stone holding Zhang Ze’s Golden Core, her brows furrowed.
"Sigh, what if senior brother got captured by bad people..."
Chen Qianhu, who had been using the Golden Core as a guide, searching Ghost City, glanced at his daughter and thought for a moment before deciding not to speak his mind.
Mahayana’s intuition told him.
If there truly were bad people, it would be good enough if Zhang Ze, that little rascal, didn’t capture the bad guys himself.