Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor-Chapter 294: Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor []

To be honest, Chen Ming's method of recruiting followers was indeed a bit hasty. But there was no helping it—he simply wasn't particularly gifted in this area. Even though he had witnessed many beliefs and religions in his past life, he lacked the talent for preaching. Or rather, he couldn't present himself as some omniscient and omnipotent being.

Faith is undoubtedly a good thing, but if faith becomes too chaotic, it can lead to serious problems. Chen Ming dared not bite off more than he could chew. Even if he wanted to develop in the direction of omnipotence, he would have to divide himself into different facets, handling various types of faith separately.

As his body recovered, his soul power increased, and even his martial soul returned to its original state, Xu Bai's gaze toward Chen Ming had become filled with devotion. While he wasn't quite a fanatic yet, he was already at a level of deep reverence.

A mere pat on the shoulder could transform someone—this seemed, to any normal person, to be nothing short of divine power.

Chen Ming helped Xu Bai to his feet, and the latter's previously frail and aged body had regained some vitality. White hair on his forehead had fallen away, and black stubble had begun to grow in its place. His withered skin had regained some of its luster and elasticity. Although he still didn't look like a Soul King in his fifties, he at least appeared much younger than before.

In life, people pursue little more than power, wealth, and beauty. But in the face of strength, these three desires can all take a backseat. When lost vitality rapidly returns to one's body, and an aging frame regains the vigor of youth, almost no one can resist such temptation.

Although Chen Ming's sudden appearance was undoubtedly suspicious to the average person, the power and transformation he granted Xu Bai were undeniably real. Now, if anyone dared to tell Xu Bai that Chen Ming wasn't a god, Xu Bai would be the first to rush to argue with them.

Moreover, the glimpse of Chen Ming's comprehension of the divine aspect of life and death had an even greater impact on ordinary mortals. Even though Chen Ming hadn't actively tried to twist anyone's thoughts, those with weaker wills would instinctively gravitate toward worshiping him upon sensing his divinity.

Take Ah Yin, who had directly confronted Chen Ming's divine nature—she had nearly lost herself to his allure. This wasn't a matter of forced mental manipulation; it stemmed from the most primal instincts of living beings. The desire to revere strength and to strive for self-improvement is something inherent in everyone.

Xu Bai trembled as he stared at Chen Ming, muttering incoherent words in his excitement. Many of his sentences were jumbled and disorganized, but Chen Ming easily discerned his thoughts and responded with profound simplicity.

It took quite a while for Xu Bai to calm down and return to a semblance of normalcy, though his gaze at Chen Ming still carried uncontrollable reverence.

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Chen Ming had just explained to him the concept of a demigod—a realm beyond that of an Ultimate Douluo. However, what left Chen Ming slightly speechless was that, although the Sun Moon Continent used the same language and classification system for realms as the Douluo Continent, no Super Douluo had ever appeared in the thousands of years of the Sun Moon Continent's history. As a result, they had no understanding of what an Ultimate Douluo even was. Chen Ming had to briefly explain the rankings of Titled Douluos before Xu Bai could grasp the concept.

In short, while Chen Ming called himself a demigod, in Xu Bai's eyes, Chen Ming was a god. After all, before today, Xu Bai already regarded Titled Douluos as god-like beings. Someone stronger than a Titled Douluo? Naturally, that could only be a true god.

When Chen Ming explained that he had come to this continent to spread the faith and that he was also interested in soul tool technology, Xu Bai immediately pounded his chest and swore to help Chen Ming accomplish his mission.

Xu Bai had been exiled for twenty years. Though this time wasn't short, it wasn't particularly long for a Soul Master. When he had left, his teacher was still in his prime, as were many of his senior brothers. As long as nothing major had happened, it was highly likely that most of them were still alive.

Although Xu Bai had refrained from seeking their help after his exile to avoid implicating them, he had always sent letters at fixed intervals each year to express his longing. However, for Chen Ming's sake, Xu Bai decided to reach out to connections he hadn't maintained for over two decades. When Chen Ming learned that Xu Bai intended to write letters, he shook his head slightly, sighed helplessly, and gestured for Xu Bai to handle the tribe's affairs first before personally flying him to meet his old acquaintances.

Xu Bai understood and immediately set about organizing things.

The tribe itself had originated from Xu Bai's children and household servants. Initially, it had only numbered a little over a hundred people, but thanks to Xu Bai's formidable strength and soul tool expertise, the tribe gradually absorbed nearby smaller tribes, eventually growing to a population of over twenty thousand.

Half of the tribe's Soul Masters were Xu Bai's blood relatives. The other half were unrelated to him by blood, but many of the more outstanding members among them had been taken in by Xu Bai as disciples.

All in all, while the tribe wasn't particularly wealthy or technologically advanced, it was stable. As long as Xu Bai was alive, no one dared to openly cause trouble. It was the largest and most prosperous settlement within hundreds of miles.

Especially now, as Xu Bai's youth had been restored and his martial soul had undergone changes, the summoned leaders looked at him with reverence, obeying his every word without question.

How did they recognize Xu Bai as still being the same Xu Bai instead of some imposter? And were there no ambitious types attempting to stir up trouble amid this transformation?

Well, when Xu Bai revealed his blazing Sun Martial Soul and Level-54 soul power, any would-be schemer quickly became a model citizen. After verifying his identity through various subtle means, the tribe's leadership fell into line.

As for the reason behind Xu Bai's transformation?

Well... don't underestimate the power of a Soul King.

Xu Bai had always been the strongest in terms of soul power level, martial soul quality, and soul tool expertise. Though, in Chen Ming's eyes, he was the type who could be defeated by a Soul Elder under the right circumstances, within the tribe, he was unquestionably the dominant powerhouse.

Now, with his strength significantly improved, who would dare to question him?

Upon learning that Xu Bai needed to leave for a while, the leaders immediately began associating his breakthrough with some "great figures" and became even more obedient.

Xu Bai had originally thought it would take him an entire day to arrange the tribe's affairs for his absence. In reality, it took him less than half a day to set everything in perfect order.