I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 956 - 957: Li Xiaobai’s Followers

Chapter 956: Chapter 957: Li Xiaobai’s Followers

“I have met the Master before, I am Vajra Thunderclap Hand Hong Lulu. Thanks to the Great Thunderclap Temple for valuing me, a few days ago Master Pudu came to promote me as the agent of this layer. May I ask what urgent matter brings the Master here?”

A bald man rushed out from the stone chamber, nodding and bowing to Liaowang with utmost respect. This man had a scar on his face, suggesting he was a major demon head before entering, yet now he displayed not the slightest temper in front of Liaowang.

His heart had already belonged to the Buddhist Sect, and as long as the monks did nothing too outrageous, they would obey unconditionally.

Liaowang nodded, extinguished the Huazi in his hand, and spoke softly, “Amitabha, I am a monk from the Great Thunderclap Temple, Dharma name Liaowang. I have some unusual prisoners and seek a secluded place to detain them without disturbance. Do you know of any such isolated areas?”

“So it’s Master Liaowang. Look at what you are saying. If you’re talking about places secluded and uninhabited, it has to be Old Lou and Master Yan’s territory!”

“But aren’t Senior Yitilou and Yan Zuzi residing at the head? How are those two now?”

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“They’re doing great! We all on these layers listen to them. Occasionally, we even get to listen to the two masters interpreting Buddhist scriptures! Over the years, it’s been just like being in a family!”

Hong Lulu said with a beaming smile.

“Amitabha, be careful what you say and do!”

Liaowang glanced at him, and the towering man lowered his head like a child who had erred, not daring to utter a word.

“Amitabha, the two seniors wish for peace and quiet. We dare not disturb them with troubles. You may go down first. I will find a place for us on this layer.”

“Yes!”

The man responded, then bent over and quietly asked Liaowang, “Master, my promotion has been delayed indefinitely; when you have time, could you please put in a good word for me? I will warn the cultivators on this layer not to approach these special prisoners, ensuring their peace!”

“Amitabha, how can a man of the cloth care for vain titles? As long as there is Buddha in your heart, you can achieve true results anywhere. As an agent, you should set an example, not lose sight of the bigger picture for minor gains!”

Liaowang frowned and rebuked sternly.

“The Master’s admonishment is correct; I was indeed too concerned with outward appearances!”

Hong Lulu admitted his mistake repeatedly without further excuses.

Liaowang waved his hand, “Go on, I will speak to Master Pudu about your matter.”

“Thank you, Master Liaowang!”

The man left ecstatically.

Li Xiaobai watched the whole event unfold. This Hong Lulu was a standard model of someone who had been enlightened. His behavior, demeanor, even his inner thoughts were no different from a normal person. The only change was that the seed of loyalty to the Buddhist Sect had taken deep root and sprouted in his mind. Enlightenment was not about turning people into lifeless puppets; this is the deepest and most terrifying aspect of the Buddhist Sect.

“Let’s go up. There’s plenty of space at the head; surely those two seniors won’t mind.”

Liaowang led the group forward.

Upon reaching the shoulder area, everyone’s expressions changed visibly.

“This layer suppresses the cultivators’ inner cultivation levels!”

“I can’t utilize my cultivation level!”

Liu Jinshui exclaimed. The Immortal Yuan Power within him was like mire; no matter how he operated his Cultivation Technique, he could not mobilize it at all, and Ergouzi was in the same state.

“Those detained on this layer are all Half-Saints, hence it is much more robust than the three realms of Immortals, and blocking cultivation levels is inevitable.”

Liaowang explained, his face slightly pale from his suppressed cultivation level.

“So that’s how it is.”

Li Xiaobai nodded. Initially, upon seeing Senior Yitilou and Yan Zuzi, he had sensed that within the Buddhist Pagoda there must be mechanisms that could seal cultivation levels; otherwise, how could those two of high cultivation be trapped there?

The shoulder area detained cultivators of the Half-Saint Realm, though only a handful of them vacated a large number of rooms, making it appear desolate and lonely.

Both men and the dog were alarmed. The Great Thunderclap Temple could capture those of the Half-Saint Realm and convert them into followers of the Buddhist Sect, which was quite terrifying. This meant the temple could continuously transform high-level cultivators and ensure the Buddha Country’s Pure Land forever had unswervingly loyal and unparalleled powers.

“The System issued an achievement task called ‘Reverse Enlightenment’. I wonder if selling Huazi extensively in the Western Continent and waking these followers up would fulfill the task?”

Li Xiaobai pondered in his heart. Recently, it was a time of many troubles; he had not yet put this task into action. Moreover, with only the strength of a Three Realm Immortal, it was clearly insufficient to contend against the Buddhist Sect. This matter needed long-term consideration and a slow strategy.

The most skilled hunters often appeared in the guise of their prey. Currently, he indeed was the prey; however, as long as his cultivation caught up, the roles between both sides would undergo a drastic change. By placing the altar inside the Buddhist Pagoda, he would be able to freely enter and leave the Great Thunderclap Temple in the future.

“Junior Brother, I have wanted to ask for a long time now, why is there always white light emerging from you? Why do those small light points incessantly enter your body? You haven’t been cursed, have you?”

As several of them walked on the silent and empty steps, Liu Jinshui couldn’t help but voice his thoughts.

As soon as he spoke, the others also looked over.

Li Xiaobai was also stunned for a moment and looked down carefully. In the dimness, he could see small specks of white light entering his body. While outside in the bright sunlight he hadn’t noticed, in such a gloomy environment it became somewhat obvious.

This was the effect of the Emerald Glaze Body, capable of absorbing the Power of Faith and storing it; however, the exact method of absorption and operation was still confusing to him.

“This is the Power of Faith. Although it is very weak, it indeed exists. Master Li, do you have your own followers?”

Master Liaowang also seemed quite surprised as he asked Li Xiaobai.

“No, I don’t have a sect, so how could I have followers?”

Li Xiaobai was somewhat perplexed.

“Master Li, your understanding is somewhat off. The so-called Power of Faith is not necessarily born within a sect. If there is a group of people who worship you exceptionally and admire you from their hearts, then they are your followers. The trust and spiritual reliance in the followers’ hearts will transform into the Power of Faith.”

Master Liaowang explained.

“Then why doesn’t Ol’ Fatty have the Power of Faith? Ol’ Fatty in the sect is also an influential figure, and he has a few followers as well.”

Liu Jinshui wondered.

“Insufficient magnitude. Even ordinary people have mutual trust, let alone in the Cultivation World. Actually, each of us possesses some Power of Faith, but it’s too weak to be worth mentioning to outsiders. Only those with a large number of followers will produce such visible white light points.”

“It seems that Master Li has no less than a thousand supporters, and they are devoted followers, not just superficial ones.”

“In the Buddhist Sect, various temples refurbish Buddha’s Golden Body or idols to contain the Power of Faith. Like Master Li, storing the Power of Faith directly within oneself is something I’m seeing for the first time. If you find time later, you might consider erecting your own idol.”

Master Liaowang explained further.

“I have followers?”

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“And many of them?”

Li Xiaobai instinctively thought of Steward Chen Yuan from the Sword Sect’s Second Peak. Could he really be a typical follower? Could it be that his true supporters on the Second Peak had already exceeded a thousand people?

This steward is impressive!