Chapter 92: The Church of Lin Fan (And Why No One Joined)
Lin Fan, still seething from earlier events, sat under a withered tree beside his chicken. The moonlight cast shadows across his face as he clenched his fists dramatically.
"H? Hei Long... he has a cult of beautiful, devoted women... I have a chicken that ate a spirit worm and now farts Qi mist..."
The chicken belched.
Lin Fan leapt to his feet, eyes ablaze.
"If Hei Long can make a cult, then so can I! I’m the protagonist! I was born for this!"
Cue intense, totally unwarranted motivational music in his mind.
Step 1: A Name
He pulled out a stick and wrote into the dirt:
THE HEAVENLY GLORIOUS SECT OF THE TRUE PROTAGONIST, SAINT LIN FAN.
The chicken pecked the name until it only said:
"Saint Lin"
"...Good enough."