Qin Ye stared aghast at Xu Yangyi. Should I say that such malice is only to be expected of a King Yanluo? I’d thought that Arthis and I were bad enough, but we’re still light years away compared to the preceding ruler over Hell…

That said, I’ve got to hand it to him! This suggestion might be wicked, but its effect is undeniable!

I wasn’t powerful enough to keep my identity from being disclosed to the mortal realm. Soon, everyone will know that Qin Ye is none other than the King Yanluo of Hell. But since that’s the case, I can simply ride on my newfound fame and let people talk among themselves and proselytize about me. Let everyone know my name, and know how they may pray to me from their temples and shrines. Meanwhile, I’ll show up in visions, and also answer their prayers and manifest in the mortal realm in order to resolve the supernatural incidents that have been plaguing their lives…

There wasn’t even a shred of doubt in his mind at this point.

Given mankind’s inclination to self-preservation, the amount of incense offered to him would most certainly grow if he followed Xu Yangyi’s proposed course of action!

And there were even incidental benefits to be had, such as the stimulation of growth of powerful Yin spirits!

After all, these were Yin spirits that were sent out by Hell for a specific purpose. There was simply no room for them to turn their backs against Hell!

But… doesn’t this mean that the living would have...