"Excellent!"

Feng Bingwen naturally applauded the official's actions, believing that the epidemic that had spread among the people was just a common seasonal epidemic.

It's not that serious. As long as you're well-fed and have plenty of energy, you can generally tough it out. The real danger lies with those who are overworked and contract the disease.

“If you continue like this, then the plague in the camp you manage will never be completely eradicated.”

"If anyone carries the plague, I can ask the spirits to observe them. Then, I will detain and isolate them. Given their physical condition, as long as they are provided with enough food, the plague will naturally be eradicated from their bodies. There is no need to worry."

The official in red robes remained calm. If he distributed all the medicinal soup made from the old herbs in the mountains, the epidemic in his camp would be completely eradicated, and he would naturally achieve great merit when he returned to the capital.

But after saving the critically ill patient in the camp, he thought of distributing all the medicine and then gathering and isolating those whose conditions were not too serious.

It's unlikely that all of these people will survive. There might be some hidden dangers that suddenly erupt and cause them to lose their lives, which would become a stain on their reputation.

From a micro perspective, the choice made by the official in red robes was not a wise one, but from a broader perspective, his actions could save more people. However, for him personally, it was almost entirely without benefit.

"Are there many officials like you, sir, currently causing such a stir in the imperial court?"

Feng Bingwen suddenly asked.

"In this court, there are only those more outstanding than me, and I have never seen anyone less outstanding than me."

"Hahaha, this truly is a golden age!"

Feng Bingwen laughed heartily. He had seen the root of this prosperous era in Daqian. Even the head of a refugee camp had such vision and breadth of mind. No wonder Daqian was able to usher in a period of revival.

In the following days, Feng Bingwen appeared in many refugee camps, even defying the line drawn by the government for the cultivation world, and repeatedly manifested his divine power.

Its purpose was to promote the Old Mountain Spirit.

Feng Bingwen didn't think there was anything wrong with what he was doing. He just wanted those who had received the Old Mountain Spirit's favor to know who had saved them and banished the plague.

His behavior naturally displeased many of his superiors and even drew some rather subtle warnings, but Feng Bingwen ignored them all.

There was really no other way, mainly because of the old mountain spirit's offering. He had gained far more merit this time than he had expected.

Name: Feng Bingwen

Good deeds: 457,900,530

Misdeeds: 19,826 ( )

Four hundred and fifty thousand merits—this was the merit he received after the old mountain spirit offered his body, completely exceeding his imagination and expectations.

This act of kindness was so great that Feng Bingwen was restless. He felt that if he didn't do something to help the old mountain spirit and spread the word, he would be unable to eat or sleep properly.

As for the nearly 20,000 acts of evil, they are completely negligible in the face of this enormous act of good.

When it is impossible to distinguish between good and evil, large-scale rescue efforts can result in rescuing people of bad character without any prior knowledge.

This will require Feng Bingwen to devote most of his energy to settling the karmic debts in the future. But even so, he has gained indescribable benefits from this experience.

The gains were enormous, and his good deeds continued to increase. The number in the hundreds digit was not yet fixed and was still fluctuating, thus affecting the number in the thousands and even tens of thousands.

Of course, the number of evil deeds was also affected, only the tens digit changed. This shows that most of the people the old mountain spirit saved at the cost of his life were good people, and the evil ones were less than one or two out of ten.

In fact, the government's displeasure with his behavior and some subtle warnings from the Demon Slayer Bureau were nothing.

The government was unhappy with him because he had privately promoted the names of gods for non-human spirits without the court's approval—even though the spirits in the mountains had sacrificed themselves to save many people.

Ordinary practitioners who violate the rules set by the government, such as privately creating gods or collecting incense offerings, will inevitably be killed without mercy; they will be executed as soon as they are caught.

However, even if some officials disapproved of Feng Bingwen's current actions, they could only complain verbally. Because, given the old mountain spirit's merits, he would inevitably be revered as a righteous god; it was only a matter of time.

As for the warnings from the Demon Suppression Bureau, they were merely formalities. There was absolutely no intention to send troops to intervene or even suppress Feng Bingwen.

The reason for this was Feng Bingwen's amazing performance when the Dragon King was on the water.

According to official records, Feng Bingwen should have been a disciple accepted by the current Daoist Master of the Taishangdao sect, but he might only have been a nominal disciple, since he was not brought back to the Taishangdao sect's mountain gate.

Even so, he deserves attention, special care, and some special treatment. But that's all. However, the incident with the Dragon King causing the flood made the government reassess the worth of the disciples accepted by this Daoist master of the Supreme Dao.

In the current cultivation and spirit world, anyone with sufficient information and a certain status is speculating about the origins of this Supreme Dao disciple named Feng Bingwen.

The prevailing view now is that this boy's background is far more than just a disciple that Zhao Junxian took on on a whim; his origins are extraordinary, and he may even be the reincarnation of a powerful cultivator.

Influenced by this viewpoint, even though Feng Bingwen's behavior has recently become slightly out of line, he has only received a lukewarm warning, and no one has stepped forward to stop him.

Even if some people are not thinking clearly, there will naturally be someone to stop them. It has only been a few days since the Dragon Lord went missing, and at this time, Feng Bingwen can be said to be the most prominent figure in the cultivation world of Da Gan - after a few days of fermentation, the news has basically spread.

It is unclear whether this was the reason, but on the third day after Feng Bingwen had been running around for the old mountain spirit, the imperial edict conferring the title of deity was issued.

The Mysterious Medicine King Who Relieves Calamities!

It wasn't the Medicine King God that Feng Bingwen sought for the old mountain spirit, but rather the even more exaggerated "Medicine King Duke" bestowed by imperial decree, with an additional honorific title added.

At the very moment the imperial edict was issued and communicated to the prefectural and county governments of Yunze Prefecture, more than thirty Medicine King Temples had already been built thanks to Feng Bingwen's efforts, and a response was generated.

These simple, low-lying Medicine King Temples, which were hardly better than even the Earth God Temples, all burst forth with dazzling golden light of merit at this moment.

Feng Bingwen only colluded with this old mountain spirit and yet gained over 300,000 merits. Not to mention the merits the old mountain spirit gained this time. He didn't have the Heavenly Book and couldn't reveal the specific amount, but that doesn't mean he didn't have them. There are records in the unseen world.

Praise be to the Mysterious and True Medicine King who dispels calamities!

Auspicious clouds and golden light shone everywhere. As if they had gained the recognition of the Great Gan Dynasty, the more than thirty statues of the Medicine King suddenly became extraordinary, as if they were about to come to life. The statues, made of clay and wood, appeared lively and extraordinary.

Such extraordinary phenomena could be seen even by ordinary people, and they immediately received more incense offerings and sacrifices.

At that moment, Feng Bingwen's image happened to be next to the Medicine King Temple, which was not much better than the local temple in his Feng family village. He personally witnessed the strange phenomenon that appeared on the temple statue, which was only half a person's height and not even completely dry.

Unlike other temples, the statue in the temple closest to him had actually come to life. In the thick golden light of merit, the kind-faced Medicine King Elder walked directly out of the altar and looked at Feng Bingwen.

"Kid, you tricked me! You promised me the Medicine King God, but instead you've given me some kind of Medicine King Duke title. Tell me, how are you going to make amends?"

"You old fool, you're getting the better deal and still acting innocent. If you're not satisfied with the True Lord's decree, I'll go and talk to the Emperor and get it changed back to Medicine King God, how about that?"

Looking at the old mountain spirit who had come back from the dead and was now fully awake—oh, no, we should now honor him as a true lord—Feng Bingwen couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't do anything reckless, I was just joking."

Knowing he had received an enormous benefit, the Medicine King hurriedly said.

"Alright, I was just joking. I don't actually know the Emperor of Daqian, and I wasn't really sure about the promise I made to you earlier."

"You finally admit it, huh? You were clearly lying to this old man and taking advantage of his kindness."

The Medicine King, no longer as short as before but now as tall as an average person, suddenly puffed out his beard and glared. Now a respected deity, his voice carried a different weight.

"Haha, but didn't I fulfill my promise? Lord Medicine King!"

"You didn't lie to me about this, thank you for all this trouble. But you're really audacious, aren't you afraid of offending the government? You've seen the effects of the Emperor's decree, it's probably beyond your imagination!"

"Indeed, it's more exaggerated than I thought."

Feng Bingwen nodded. He had been busy these past few days, but nothing could compare to the emperor's decree.

"Just focus on your cultivation. I advise you not to mess around with all this nonsense."

"The Medicine King's words make sense!"

Feng Bingwen bowed respectfully, and at the same time, after witnessing the old mountain spirit transform into a god, his mind calmed down completely. On a whim, he suddenly felt something and directly summoned the Heavenly Book.

The time has come

Name: Feng Bingwen

Good deeds: Four hundred and ninety-seven thousand nine hundred and fifty-two ( )

Misdeeds: Twenty-one thousand eight hundred and twenty ( )

In just three days, his good deeds and bad deeds both increased again, reaching their current peak.

"My wish is to achieve Immortal Foundation Establishment!"

Without any fancy demands or excessive restrictions, Feng Bingwen made this simple and sincere wish while facing the Heavenly Book.