Chapter 162

Chapter 162: This Is My Name

Ming stared at the five portions of divine beast bloodlines in his hand, unsure who to give them to.

Perhaps he could give them to the demon races he met earlier on the Heavenly Ladder, especially that toad.

They should be the strongest in the White洼Secret Realm.

This way, the five divine beast bloodlines could help them reach new heights.

In a flash of thought, Ming sent the five divine beast bloodlines into the Toad Temple.

The toad, who was inside the temple hammering away incessantly, paused, put down the hammer, and turned to bow respectfully into thin air: “Master.”

It made perfect sense for this toad to call Ming “Master.”

After all, Ming was the master of the secret realm, able to control every blade of grass and tree within it. Not to mention the life or death of any individual. Even after leaving the secret realm, Ming would still have a natural suppression over them in the unseen world.

That is, within the secret realm, with just a thought from Ming, this toad would be obliterated both in form and spirit.

Of course, Ming couldn’t act recklessly; the Tiandao has its responsibilities, which must be exercised appropriately.

For example, Ming could make someone the longest-lived person in the secret realm, but he couldn’t make everyone long-lived.

Otherwise, the rules of the Baiwa Secret Realm would be damaged, leading to an early collapse.

Ming’s consciousness transformed into his figure, floating in the air, looking at the golden Buddha statue behind him. The golden Buddha statue didn’t resemble a toad but looked like a scholar: “What are you doing?”

The toad replied: “I’m building a golden statue for the Master.”

Ming chuckled: “You’ve built me a golden statue. What about you?”

The toad also smiled: “Previously, the Baiwa Secret Realm had no master. I was more skilled in cultivation, so the residents of Baiwa City respected me and built this temple for me. Now that the Baiwa Secret Realm has a true deity, how can I continue staying here?”

Ming shook his head: “I am just an ordinary person. This temple originally worshipped someone else, so let it remain as it is. I won’t interfere too much in the affairs of the Baiwa Secret Realm. It wouldn’t be right to receive incense offerings without responding to the wishes of the common people of Baiwa Secret Realm.”

The toad said: “Master speaks too harshly. As the master of Baiwa, enjoying the incense offerings is normal. If the Master does not mind, I can help respond to the wishes of the people.”

“No need for that.” Ming did not want to become the kind of person who oppresses others, taking all the benefits while letting others bear the consequences. “Let’s keep things as they were.”

Toad: “But Master, the people are very grateful for the Dao rain you bestowed upon us. They wish to build a temple for you, as a token of their heartfelt appreciation.”

Ming thought for a moment: “There’s no need to build a temple. If something must be done, find a remote area, build a simple statue, and inform the people that worshipping me will bring no benefit. There’s no need to kneel, and no incense altar should be placed before the statue.”

“Yes.”

Seeing the Master’s firm decision, the toad didn’t press further.

Actually, the toad was quite moved.

In the outside world, there must be people who obtain other secret realms. The toad guessed they would surely extract all kinds of resources from the secret realms for their own use, disregarding everything else.

But the Master hadn’t taken even a single thread, instead bestowing a Dao rain.

“Also, stop calling me ‘Master.'”

Ming said.

Ming didn’t like this title; it always made him feel like they were treating him like a slave.

No one is born wanting to be someone else’s servant.

The toad blinked: “Then… what should I call you?”

The toad didn’t know what to call him now. He certainly couldn’t shout out names, right?

Call him Young Master? That wouldn’t be right either, making it seem like the Master and himself were of equal status.

“Could I call you Lord?” the toad pondered and asked.

“As long as it’s not ‘Master,’ anything else is fine,” Ming nodded.

“I have five things to give you.” Ming waved his sleeve, and five small divine beast statues fell from the air.

The toad reached out to catch them.

At the moment of contact, the toad felt immense pressure on his bloodline.

“These five small statues contain divine beast bloodlines, respectively the Shengyu bloodline, the Qilin bloodline, the Tengshe bloodline, the Xuanwu bloodline, and the Chenghuang bloodline. Look through them and choose one that suits you.

As for the other four bloodlines, give them to the demons who blocked my path on the Heavenly Ladder earlier.”

“Thank you, Lord, but Lord, I follow the ancient Taotie path. None of these precious bloodlines suit me, so I shall not accept them.”

The toad explained.

“As for the others, they probably don’t fit either. That bird follows the Phoenix path, fire-based, whereas Shengyu is water-based, unsuitable for her. The tiger follows the Zhen path, and the wolf follows the Daxiong path.”

Ming nodded: “If it doesn’t align with their paths, place these five bloodlines in the five directions of the Baiwa Secret Realm, for those with karmic connections to discover.”

“Yes, Lord.” The toad nodded.

Immediately after, Ming took out a thousand catties of spirit rice in cloth bags, tossing them down one by one.

“Lord, what is this?” Just seeing these items piled up before him, the toad could feel the dense spiritual energy.

Ming: “Open them and see.”

With permission granted, the toad stepped forward and untied a bag, only to find white rice inside!

All of this was spirit rice!

And of extremely high quality!

“These are spirit rice seeds. Find a place within the Baiwa Secret Realm to see if they can grow. These spirit rice yields are high, and the growing conditions required are more lenient than regular spirit rice. If large-scale cultivation is possible, let the people of Baiwa Secret Realm eat this rice.”

Ming actually didn’t know how high the yield of this spirit rice was, nor whether the system-provided rice was truly easy to grow.

Remember, spirit rice needs to be planted in a spiritually rich area and irrigated with spirit springs.

“Yes, Lord, I’ll arrange it tomorrow.”

Honestly, the toad was curious where the Master got so many rare treasures.

He was wondering how Baiwa Secret Realm would support the Lord, but unexpectedly, it was the Lord supporting Baiwa Secret Realm.

“That’s all then.” After finishing his instructions, Ming’s divine awareness gradually disappeared within the Baiwa Secret Realm. “By the way, what’s your name?”

The toad shook his head: “Replying to Lord, I do not have a name. The monk who saved me always called me Toad.”

Ming: “You should think of a name, otherwise, I won’t know how to address you.”

The toad bowed deeply: “Please grant me a name, Lord.”

Ming glanced at the toad without refusal: “Yuan Rain, from now on, you shall be called this.”

“Thank you, Master.”

Ming’s divine awareness slowly faded away.

In the temple, the toad transformed into a plump man wearing a green robe.

“Yuan Rain.” The chubby man softly repeated, “This is my name.”