Douluo Continent: My Days in the Tang Sect

Ye Nanxiao was somewhat surprised by the light that suddenly appeared in his body, but his surprise quickly turned into panic.

Just because those few beams of light flowed along his meridians, slowly passing through his internal organs, and finally surging towards some unknown little tail.

"Something's not right, twelve points! One hundred and twenty points is not right!"

"Could this thing be my spiritual root?!"

Ye Nanxiao held his breath and concentrated, mobilizing the power within his body and guiding the suddenly generated power to slowly circulate along his meridians, finally settling into the divine core in his chest.

"Where did this power come from?"

After guiding this power to integrate into himself, Ye Nanxiao began to carefully perceive this unfamiliar power.

It wasn't as fierce as soul power, nor as heavy as divine power. Instead, it carried a pure warmth, without any impurities, gently enveloping his meridians and gradually merging with them along the direction of the divine power's flow.

This force is subtle yet inexhaustible, seemingly without end.

Ye Nanxiao carefully sensed it and could feel that every strand of power carried sincere expectations and reverence.

He instantly understood what this power was.

"The power of faith?!"

"Where does my faith come from?"

"Me, a ruthless and cunning super-capitalist who enjoys ripping people off, can actually gain faith?!"

Ye Nanxiao suddenly felt as if the sky had collapsed, not just that it had gotten dark.

Just then, Jiang Nannan carried breakfast into the room and immediately saw Ye Nanxiao sitting cross-legged on the bed, curled up in a ball, with an incredulous look on his face.

"what happened to you?"

Jiang Nannan placed the fish porridge on the table, walked to the bedside and sat down, reaching out to hug Ye Nanxiao's neck, her whole body hanging in his arms.

Ye Nanxiao instinctively hugged Jiang Nannan, the familiar and comforting fragrance wafting to his nose instantly calming his racing brain.

"I just find it amazing that just now, a surge of faith power has appeared within me!"

He gently raised his hand, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, a wisp of golden faith power swirled around them, warm and soft. With just a thought, it would merge into his body, perfectly blending with his own divine power.

The originally calm divine power within his body began to slowly boil under the blessing of the power of faith, becoming more and more abundant and powerful. An indescribable sense of power spread through his limbs and bones.

Under the fusion and radiance of the power of faith, Jiang Nannan, who was closest to Ye Nanxiao, immediately felt a warm and reassuring power, like a warm little sun shining on her.

Under this radiance, even the divine power within her body spontaneously began to circulate and slightly increase in strength.

Ye Nanxiao felt that in this state, his power was instantly amplified threefold, and his mental energy flowed faster and more smoothly.

The power of faith not only strengthened his divine power, but also made his mind clearer and more steadfast.

"The product is quite good."

Ye Nanxiao's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly.

Jiang Nannan could tell what Ye Nanxiao was troubled about with just one glance.

"You're wondering why someone like yourself would gain the approval of the power of faith, right?"

Ye Nanxiao nodded slightly, his eyes darted around, then he shook his head and said.

"Yes, but that's not right either. I'm an unparalleled genius! Even divine power, dimensional power, time, and the power of destiny have recognized me! It's only right that the mere power of faith would acknowledge me!"

"But I'm wondering, given my identity—a shrewd businessman, a capitalist, a berserker blood warrior—what kind of faith will I attract?" "Could it be that I've become a war god? And I'm going to take over that position?"

He reflected on the things he had done that had caused a sensation around the world.

Aside from giving the Abyss World a good beating, it seems there's nothing else he's done to show off in front of others.

Ye Nanxiao knew that the soldiers in the army were fanatically devoted to him.

But with the fanatical and boiling worship of battle spirit and the extreme pursuit of the strong, wouldn't the power of faith that Ye Nanxiao obtained be directly comparable to the position of the God of War?
He's going to push Dai Mobai away?
No wonder!
A mere God of War, that is, a second-level deity.

Even if Dai Mobai and Zhu Zhuqing unleash their potential and combine their skills for a double burst of power, it would only leave a slightly deeper wound on the God of Pride.

In the end, the two were blasted down by the god of arrogance in a serious outburst.

The hierarchy among deities is a vast chasm.

"Knock knock"

There was a knock on the door, and the two of them recognized the person by their scent alone, without even looking up.

Ye Guyi entered the room, and a surge of faith power flowed from her palm.

"I sensed you used the power of faith just now. What did you do?"

"Good question! I haven't had time to think about it in detail yet."

"I see. If you then use the power of faith and immerse yourself in it with your spiritual power, you will be able to see the expectations within the power of faith and then determine which believer is helping you gather the power of faith."

"My little stylist is so thoughtful! Come on, give her a kiss!"

"No way! You haven't brushed your teeth yet!"

"Hey! You dare to run away! Refusing me will get you punished according to family rules!"

A moment later, Ye Guyi, her face slightly flushed, sat behind Jiang Nannan, her little face puffed up with anger.

Jiang Nannan chuckled and patted Ye Guyi's little hand, saying, "Next time you get up, just eat a few cloves of garlic, then grab him and kiss him!"

Ye Guyi's eyes lit up immediately, and then she looked at Ye Nanxiao with a hint of smugness.

Ye Nanxiao immediately tilted his head in a Kun style, made a "come on" gesture, then slightly tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed the power of faith within his body.

"Let me see what my social class is!"

As his spiritual power sank into the power of faith, a large amount of information quickly filled Ye Nanxiao's mind.

He could clearly sense the power of faith within his body, a power that came from all directions.

The hazy points of light constructed a simple map in his mind, with numerous starlights of faith scattered about. Some came from the capitals of major empires, carrying the utilitarian air of bustling cities, while others came from remote villages and towns, carrying the earthy scent of life.

There are expectations from the elderly, carrying the weight of time, and aspirations from the young, carrying youthful vigor.

The light spot shifted again, and the image suddenly became clear.

Ye Nanxiao saw a temple dedicated to merit, located in the middle of a village. The temple was not large, but it was spotless, and a statue of himself stood in the very center.

Every morning and evening, the temple is always crowded with people, including elderly people with white hair, energetic teenagers, and toddlers.

He focused his attention and could even faintly hear the soft, sincere prayers, as if whispering in his ear, expressing gratitude and longing for a peaceful life.

Just then, he suddenly realized that the power of faith that had suddenly appeared in his body was the emotional power of the people from the bottom of their hearts!
It is the purest power of faith, formed by the reverence, gratitude, and expectations of countless people for him! (End of Chapter)