The ghosts who had not yet been called by name now showed eager expressions on their faces, for they naturally knew that this was a sign of approval from heaven and earth, already embodying their divine roles.
Then, Lu Yu summoned the ghosts one by one to the sacrificial altar for the sealing ceremony, conferring official positions to a total of one hundred and eight great and minor City Gods.
Upon completing the ceremony, the deities stood in the air, no longer exuding the gloomy aura from before but instead appearing dignified and radiant, with rosy clouds shining upon the summit of Chu Yun.
"Lu Zhang, the son of heaven, has yet to come forward and establish the covenant between humans and gods," said Lu Yu with an indifferent voice.
Lu Zhang had already been waiting for some time, watching the ennoblement of his uncle with intense longing, feeling that this was how a great man ought to live. Hearing his uncle's voice, he knew it was time for him to enter the stage.
